The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

If you answer this question incorrectly, it will surely be the last thing you hear.

Moreover, is there really a choice?

Pusser is a demon who cannot lie, otherwise he will be easily exposed!

But to ask him to sincerely say that he has decided to do good is like destroying and turning his entire demonic nature inside and out!

He can fool heaven and earth, but can he really fool himself?!

Pusser remained silent.

Dekan is waiting.

I just don't know how long this patience will last.

Fear ultimately gave Pusser a power that transcended racial instincts.

After intense self-struggle, self-hypnosis, and self-destruction.

Pusser finally let out a long sigh of relief.

He almost mentally completed the process of killing himself.

"Lord Calamity, I am willing to pledge my allegiance to you and become a virtuous demon from now on."

Pusser knelt down in front of his desk, bowed his head, and made his almost absurd oath.

He felt like he was almost going crazy.

Calamity is Delois's title.

For the Great Demon Clan, a title represents the highest recognition of a particular demon by the entire Demon Realm and the Demon Gods.

"Wrong."

Upon hearing this, Dekan frowned, his tone quite displeased.

"Please forgive me! Please guide me!"

Pusser kept his head down, answering with extreme fear.

He was unsure if he had done something wrong with his manners.

Perhaps for a demon like Delois, who transcends the concepts of the demon realm and the demon king, titles are no longer important.

He has long transcended everything and does not need the approval of any living being or even a god!

"From now on, I will not allow anyone, any demon, to call me Delois of Calamity."

Dekan walked around the table and stood in front of Pusser.

He smiled, bent down, and gently helped Pusser to his feet.

Then, Dekan looked at Pusser and said with certainty:

"In this world, there is only one, Deloitte, who embodies great love."

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Author's Note:

Some people are on vacation, but actually they're just in jail in a different way... I've been coding like crazy until the underworld time, and I'll be working hard to update for the next few days to meet my monthly update goal... Also, please vote for me! All the monthly votes I receive in November will be added to the backlog of chapters at a rate of 500 per chapter.

330 Dekan's Declaration of Great Love

Great love... for Deloitte?

Pusser was completely stunned.

He wondered if there was something wrong with his language comprehension.

He stared blankly at Dekan, as if seeking an explanation.

Even Eve and Talomatti, who were waiting behind Dekan, almost couldn't hold back.

However, Dekan seemed completely unconcerned about the awkward atmosphere.

He placed his hand on Pusser's shoulder and said in a serious tone:

“I know that long ago, many creatures on earth had a great misunderstanding of me.”

"However, my actions have never been for evil or chaos. I have risked my life and endured countless hardships in order to spread love and peace!"

"I will eventually prove to the world that Deloitte was never the embodiment of calamity, but a gentle young man who always embodied goodness and love."

After saying all that.

A friendly smile finally appeared on Dekan's face, and he added:

"Please believe me."

Pusser: "??????"

Excuse me?

Pusser could understand each word of this explanation, but when they were put together, he felt completely confused!

Delois might be telling a very new kind of demonic joke.

But Pusser didn't dare to even think of laughing, because it was Delois who was telling him!

Pusser felt that Delois was thoroughly humiliating his lie-detection magic.

Because this guy is clearly lying through his teeth, yet everything he identifies is true!

Even when Pusser chose to submit just now, there was still a tiny, one in ten thousand doubt that Delois might have used some special means to bypass his lie detector test.

But at this moment, Pusser was 1,000 percent certain that this guy could completely ignore lie detector magic!

however.

Talomatti finally seemed unable to hold back any longer, lightly biting her lower lip, her shoulders trembling slightly.

"Fufu..."

Eve didn't hold back; she burst out laughing.

She initially noticed that Talomatti was holding back, so she didn't dare to laugh.

But since even Talomatti had laughed, Eve also laughed heartily.

Because Doloice won't blame both of them.

In front of the desk.

Dekan patted Pusser's shoulder again, as if asking him, "Do you understand?" or "Give me your opinion?"

Pusser struggled to lift his head and glance at Dekan's expression.

He needed to accurately determine whether Delois was mocking him or testing him.

Generally speaking.

To refer to a great demon as "Great Love" is undoubtedly an extreme act of insult.

It could even be said that even if Pusser had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to call Delois "Delois of Great Love" to his face.

But now he has to make a choice that will directly determine his life or death.

To call or not to call, that is the question.

Every second that Pusser stared at Delois filled him with an overwhelming sense of exhaustion and torment.

This feeling is similar to when he interrogates humans, he likes to rely on his discernment magic to deliberately manipulate the minds of his enemies from an absolutely advantageous position.

In a life-or-death situation, Pusser finally remembered a quote from anthropology: those who try hard to act normal are usually the ones who are truly insane, while those who appear to be crazy are the ones who are faking it.

He spoke as if he had made a firm decision:

“Mr. Delois of Great Love, I will always follow your great ideals, take your words as my guide, and be a good devil who does good deeds.”

This sentence is incredibly difficult to pronounce, like it's burning your tongue.

After all, for Pusser, a demon who cannot lie, forcing oneself to say such insincere words is a torture to the whole body, mind, and even soul.

"Unbelievable! Pusel boy! It's so moving to witness a great demon reform his ways."

Dekan hooked his arm around Pusser's shoulder and they strolled around the room as if they were brothers.

"Yes, it is my honor."

Pusser looked at Delois and gave him a genuine smile.

And now I finally understand the legendary Deloitte's unique, wicked sense of humor—

The more you enjoy tormenting others, the more he will enjoy tormenting you.

Although he answered correctly, Pusser felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

The magic of identification that he had dedicated his life to researching had been utterly destroyed by Delois.

Having tasted the bitterness of mind games, and forced by Delois to become a disgrace to the demon race, he still had no choice but to echo his laughter.

while walking.

"By the way, why don't you change your title too? Pusser of the Abyss... The word 'Abyss' feels a bit dark, and it doesn't quite fit our positive and healthy core values."

Dekan suddenly suggested.

"Please enlighten me..."

Pusser answered humbly.

Generally speaking, changing the name of a great demon is tantamount to forcibly changing the family name of a noble family in the Holy Kingdom; even the Demon King wouldn't do such a thing.

But Delois is different.

He's not mentally sound.

Dekan stopped in his tracks, as if he had just come up with a good idea, and pointed at Pusser with a smug smile:

"Let's call him Sincerity Pusser!"

Instantly.

Pusser's forehead veins twitched, as if he was trying his best to suppress his impulse to shatter his own body.