Episode 218 The Temple of the Abyss – Pandemonium,
the capital of the Paimon Abyss Corporation.
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A horrendous scream echoed through the dungeon of the towering spire.
“Hmm huh huh hmm~”
And in contrast, a humming song came out in the same space as if he couldn’t hide his joy.
“Paimon, you crazy bastard! “Better kill me!”
My neat hair was completely matted and the glasses I always wore were broken and gone a long time ago.
Vassago, whose limbs had been cut off and only his body was left, screamed and screamed, but as Paimon plowed somewhere along with the terrible sound of the tool in his hand, he could do nothing but scream again.
“Aaaahhh-!”
Paimon listened to Vassago’s screams with pleasure, as if savoring them, and then opened his mouth with excitement.
“Do you know that? “I once admired you.”
Vassago was having a hard time just coming to his senses, but Paimon didn’t care.
“You cooperated with Bael even before the Abyss Corporation was created and contributed greatly to the collapse of the Demon Lord’s army, so you were guaranteed considerable authority within the Abyss Corporation.”
The voice that seemed to be having an extremely enjoyable conversation with a friend continued.
“While I wasted a lot of time trapped in the role of ‘sloth,’ I was only able to develop a drone with the ridiculous excuse of ‘embodying true sloth.’”
Paimon moved the tool in his hand once again and Vassago let out a scream.
“Kwaaaaaak!”
“You leisurely enjoyed ‘play’ and sowed the seeds of betrayal and discord on the continent. “I was very happy when you voted in favor of stripping me of my position as CEO.”
Paimon smiled as he watched the negative emotional magic squeezed out of Vassago, who was groaning in pain, flow into the tower through the tube.
“So don’t be too resentful. You can’t waste the magic power of a CEO-level demon that you already wanted, right? Oh, these tools you developed are also very effective and I am impressed. “Grid’s assets are available, so we should use them.”
“Hehehehe Paimon. “Do you think I betrayed you?”
“Isn’t it?”
Vassago chuckled, but when Paimon lifted the tool in his hand again, the blood in his neck rose and he shouted.
“It’s you!”
“what?”
“Do you think I didn’t know that you were the one who spent a long time changing the Abyss Corporation’s policies little by little, stimulating the Central Continent and instilling an obsession with Bael?”
“Oh indeed. “He is the brains behind the Abyss Corporation.”
“That wasn’t a betrayal, Paimon. Our hero mistakenly believed that we were corrupted, but Bael was corrupted because of you! “You think we punished you just because you failed once in Iberica- ugh!”
Bassago screamed before he could finish his sentence, and Paimon grinned and said.
“At best, he was just a fool who had been intoxicated with ‘play’ for hundreds of years and mistakenly thought that if Bael was driven out according to the rules of the Abyss Corporation, he would easily step down. “The level of this Abyss Corporation ultimately ends there.”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu her hers…
her her eyes lit her her eyes as she her hand lifted she her hand and she turned it her her her face around her.
“Ah, this is the face of someone stained with betrayal and pain. Indeed, it is understandable that you lose your former wisdom when you are intoxicated with the greed and enjoyment of the faces of foolish inferior servants.”
“Hehehe crazy guy….”
“Oh, thank you for the compliment. Hearing these words from a truly crazy person makes me realize that I didn’t end up living in vain. Hehehe….”
“You bastard, you probably aren’t loyal to Bael. What are you thinking? Are you planning to destroy the Abyss Corporation?”
Paimon, who received Vassago’s question, answered with a secret smile.
“Oh my. The ones who will destroy the Abyss Corporation are idiots like you who leave traces behind. “I think you would have told me why the Kingdom of Krafte entered the war on their side, right?”
When Vassago was speechless, Paimon let go of Vassago’s chin and stood up.
“It’s already time for this. Then take a good rest. “I’ll see you again soon.”
“Just fucking kill me!”
Vassago scolded, but Paimon hummed and headed outside, then turned his head to the side and asked.
“Didn’t I tell you, why would you waste resources that can squeeze out the mana of hundreds of people just to have a little fun? Oh, how are you? “How did you feel about experiencing the ‘moment of betrayal’ that you so greedily desired?”
“I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you—-!”
Paimon enjoyed Bassago’s screams and headed outside, leaving only his body alone.
* * *
Paimon walked around the spire of the Abyss Corporation with great joy.
“Hmm hehehe~”
It’s fun.
Delightful.
400 years.
Time wasted by being caught up in the shackles of ‘laziness’ that I didn’t want and didn’t fit into.
As I enjoy the freedom and chaos that I managed to achieve after such a long time, I am filled with only pleasure and joy.
Paimon was walking down the hallway, then stopped for a moment and looked out the window at the sky covered in purple fog.
Paimon felt ecstatic, as if this gloomy sky symbolized the chaos he had caused spreading throughout the world.
Then he lowered his gaze.
There is nothing in the streets that were once filled with countless demons and various races.
The demons loyal to Bael have gone to the battlefield, and the demons not loyal to him and other races whose usefulness has expired have all turned into drones and are also going to the battlefield.
The silence that testified to the countless lives sacrificed for his ambition also gave Paimon deep satisfaction.
Paimon raised his gaze again and looked at his reflection in the glass window.
A beautiful face wearing a researcher’s white gown over a purple dress with long red hair hanging down.
The corner of Paimon’s mouth drew an even deeper smile as he was laughing with such joy that it gave me goosebumps.
“There is only one flaw…”
Paimon said, smoothing out one of his severed horns with his hand, then immediately turned around and started walking again.
And not long after.
Paimon reached the throne.
As Paimon slowly approached the front of the throne and lightly knelt down on one knee, the new Demon King opened his mouth.
“They have begun construction of the ‘gate’, Paimon.”
Paimon raised his gaze and smiled as he saw Bael sitting arrogantly wearing the Demon King’s crown.
In the Abyss Corporation, where there is no ‘king’, he is an arrogant person who takes it for granted even though he sits on a throne that only a king would sit on.
A demon warrior who destroyed Pandemonium and created the Abyss Corporation.
An old hero who was once loved and praised by all demons, but has now fallen and is isolated on a noble throne.
It took a whopping 400 years to get to this point.
If now.
Now that most of the Abyss Corporation’s population has been replaced by drones.
Will he be able to challenge Bael and take him down?
Paimon recalled the image of Bael that had made his whole body tremble before.
Will that great warrior be able to destroy those countless drones and hit Paimon’s head?
Is that why he was so arrogant and simply turned his former followers into drones?
Just thinking about it made Paimon shiver at the feeling that joy would engulf his spinal cord and pickle his brain.
But-
“Please leave it to me Bael. Isn’t Abyss Corporation’s motto customer satisfaction? Hehehe….”
Not now.
After waiting for such a long time, I finally achieved the position I am in now.
His desire is too high to throw away all his efforts for just a moment of pleasure.
Wouldn’t it be too vain to defeat Bael at best but end up being punished by the Central Continent’s Allied Forces?
Above all, isn’t anticipation and joy waiting for you, comparable to Bael?
So Paimon smiled and bowed his head with an extremely beautiful smile. Even more so, to the point where anyone would see him as a loyal vassal.
Bael looked down at Paimon with an indifferent expression and nodded slightly.
“Okay, don’t disappoint me.”
“As you command, my lord.”
Paimon came out of the room where the throne was located and started walking down the hallway again.
It wasn’t the pretty smile he wore in front of Bael.
Rather than being a loyal subject, Paimon’s natural madness and joyful smile are overflowing.
Feeling a chill, Paimon raised his hand and smoothed out the cross section of one of his horns that had been cut off.
-I guess you thought you were using yourself as bait to pique your interest, but in fact, I was the bait.
I still remember the voice of the Marquis de Lafayette and the howls of petty animals running from all directions.
-You only had eyes for me. As if others are of no value.
I admit it. I let my guard down.
-That’s why you lost.
I will never forget the feeling of my horn being cut off and my whole body burning with the concentrated magic power of the suffering souls.
But….
“Haha ahaha ahahahahah….”
Paimon couldn’t hold back his overflowing laughter and let it flow to his heart’s content.
Who knew?
I was just hoping to add a little crack to Paimon’s plan that has been going on for 400 years.
A mere human being who was thought of as just an ‘Irregular’.
It took 400 years to destroy the stagnant order of power in the Abyss Corporation, which Paimon had not been able to accomplish.
Perhaps, if there was a being called God, wasn’t even this a fate that was foreshadowed?
Because Paimon did not use his full strength and was careless, he lost in vain, and because of that, both he and the Marquis de Lafayette were able to come this far.
The power he gained from the cataclysm of the Abyss Corporation and the infinite army that allowed him to challenge Bael.
Even Paimon, who was defeated in vain and burned and reborn in a storm of magic.
This is what he, who is only a human being, has achieved.
And now he is right here.
lang syne.
At a time when he was not even a marquis and was called ‘the shame of nobility’ by inferior servants who could not even recognize pearls.
Only after a long time did the man who recognized Paimon’s value accept his invitation and come to the Abyss Corporation.
“Ah….”
How should I express this gratitude?
How can I repay this favor?
Isn’t this what love is?
If this is not love, what could be love?
Paimon ran out of the building with a running pace.
His one remaining horn shines, and the sensation of being connected to an infinite force rushes through his body, complaining of overwork, as if his brain is on fire.
This added to the pleasure and joy, and Paimon fell into ecstasy and cupped both cheeks with both hands.
Let me apologize for the arrogance of daring to ignore him by pouring everything I can into it.
Let’s give the jealousy that contains all of my demonic life to a person who has accomplished more than the 400 years of struggle I have had.
Let us avenge the severed horn with a fury greater than that of a volcano.
Love, love, love again. Let’s give him the gift of lust that he commits in front of everyone he cherishes.
If I gorge myself on everything he has accumulated –
even a single tear drop or shriek he sheds will satisfy my greed.
When he finally gives up everything in despair and loses his spark and falls into negligence, it will become the ultimate collection.
Paimon gave orders to all the drones under his command, kicking the ground and chanting with a creepy smile.
Pride, jealousy, anger, lust, gluttony, longing and negligence –
“I’m going to meet you now.”
