Chapter 892,
Chapter 223. Uncomfortable encounters (3)
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“I will give my allegiance.”
February 1, 1804.
Jito looked down at a human who came to the realm of Jinma. He knelt down in front of Jito and asked him to accept him as a member of the Jin Demon World.
[Oh, that’s annoying.]
Zito openly resented him.
The passage between Jinmagye and Inse has not yet been fully opened. Although the Bongma Wall has been damaged, it has not lost all of its functions.
Therefore, in order for humans to come down to the human world, they needed the help of a special being. Even going directly to Jito’s residence was almost impossible even without the Bongma Wall.
As far as Zito knows, there is only one person who can do such a thing.
[Heluram sent it, right? Damn, somehow I didn’t properly tell you the cost of the last transaction… Accepting you was the price?]
The man slowly raised his head without answering.
His mouth spoke of loyalty and his body knelt down, but he could not find any servility in him.
He is facing Jito with a strangely dignified attitude. Jito wanted to give him mental training right away, but he couldn’t. It was because he was convinced that this was the price Heluram wanted.
[There is no way the witch approached you first, and your god must have begged the witch. Please do something so that I can accept you. I remember that bastard had a really high nose in the past.]
The man’s name is Kelliac Ziple.
I couldn’t find any more marriage in him. In both eyes, the brilliance of a person who was called the pinnacle of magic flowed, and the new staff resembling the symbol of the Zipline family, ‘Hroti’, seemed to pour out magic like the great sea at any moment.
[Hmm, I’m not sure what Helluram is thinking. So let me know, then I’ll accept it. He really gets goosebumps at times like this. oh thats disgusting In some ways, it’s worse than love and peace.]
“I haven’t heard the stories of the gods myself.”
[Ah, you bastard… You’re saying that you’re confident because the talk is over anyway, right? You know that Helluram will give a damn if I drag you into the torture chamber and play with you. Right?]
“If you don’t accept me, I will leave immediately. Anyway, my goal is to get my family back, so even if I just let go, Jito-sama won’t suffer any loss.”
[No, no. What if you succeed in reclaiming your family? At that time, you could suddenly rush at us, saying that you would make me regret my choice, right? With the demon stone somehow completed.]
“Think whatever you want.”
[Not too long ago, I was trampled on by my son and died, but the pride of being a loser on the ground seems to remain. You don’t lose a word, huh? I really hate that kind of thing.]
“Would you accept it?”
Jito touched his forehead.
As I told Kelliac, it was because I couldn’t read Helluram’s thoughts.
‘Just a few days ago, we were playing and talking about every little thing… I guess Helluram is Helluram after all.’
Since the beginning of the royal tax campaign, Jito has never felt as uncomfortable as today.
Even when Biseps went into chaos, when Orgal almost died, when he heard that there were red power users among humans, when he lost some of his power because of Ayula, and when his subordinates broke up every time, Jito thought it was no problem.
But not this time. This time, I couldn’t have predicted the variables this human named Kelliac Ziple would bring.
The problem is that you can’t deny it. If he refused, Heluram would surely bring ‘bigger problems’ to himself.
[I’ll accept it. Instead, don’t do anything until I give you my instructions. You’re just air, a rock by the roadside, a bald hair. It means that it is invisible, immovable, and useless.]
“I see.”
Soon after, Jito waved his hand once in the air, and the dimensional door opened. It was a dimensional door leading to Ragal’s Poison Castle.
“Oh Jito!?”
[Hey Ragal. Put him in jail number 3 of your last name.]
“Uh… prison number 3?”
[Why did you hide something there?]
“Haha. Where can I keep my secret from Mr. Zito? uh what Are you human!? Besides, isn’t this face the Keliac Ziple that was said to have been purged? How to get to the realm of demons?”
[I’ve felt it before, but we, Ragal, have a lot of questions. Yeah, I’m still annoyed by this, right?]
“If you’re curious, it’s Ragal Fern, the cutie of Jito the Dogma. Hmmmm, how should I treat you?”
[Think of growing a plant. Give it some rice and water from time to time so it doesn’t die, and give it more if you think it’s too withered.]
“That means don’t touch it, I understand.”
Zito winked, and Kelliac went through the portal. Jito closed the dimensional door grunting in a displeased voice.
“Prison No. 3… Could it be that Zito recognized my surprise gift? Then it’s difficult. What do you think?”
“I don’t know.”
“Oh, I should start by saying hello. I am Ragal Fern, the poisonous horse, king of the extreme poisonous region of the Jin Demon world.”
“It’s a Kellyac Ziple.”
“Come to think of it, this friend’s words are short… well, yes. All the guys who once did well are like that.”
“Raise it if you want.”
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
Ragal was delighted as soon as Zito left Keliac to him.
It was because he thought Jito trusted him that much.
“Let me guess. You made a deal with the witch Heluram. That’s why I was able to go to Jito-sama’s residence without anyone knowing, and Jito-sama accepted you as a human. And Jito-sama! I entrusted you to me because I believe in Ragal.”
Kelliac didn’t answer and looked around the Poison Demon Castle calmly. It was not much different from Inse’s gender. However, the light of the artificial sun coming through the window was paler than the real sun, and human souls who had fallen to hell were doing chores.
“I have a lot of questions about you. Jito-sama told me not to touch you. But that would just be telling me not to torture. Therefore, it means that we can become friends as much as we like depending on how you do it.”
“Zito wants me to do nothing.”
“That’s right, of course you won’t know what Heluram is thinking! But, my friend Kelliac. You’re right in doing nothing, but I can make credit for things like your information and abilities. Maybe it’s why Jito-sama sent you to me.”
Ragal hummed and escorted Kelliac to prison number three. All of the prisons in Dokma Castle were underground. Every time I descended the stairs I heard the terrible screams of tortured souls.
Prison No. 3 was one of the prisons on the lowest floor, and it had a completely different atmosphere from the entrance.
Rather than a prison, it is full of neat and quiet feeling like a monastery. From the prison number 12 next door, screams more terrible than those experienced earlier came.
“What about our prison number 3? Traditionally… It’s a place of edification. Among them, it is very close to religious edification. That’s why the jailers and torturers were also called saints in their lifetime. Of course, the fact that the saints came to hell means that they were in fact nasty enough to come here.”
As Ragal approached, the guards in bridal robes bowed their heads.
“Is the work going well?”
“One of them is going to be completely rehabilitated, Lady Ragal. The other three are adjusting in rooms 1 and 2.”
“Three of you are still adjusting? Whoa, you’re holding up better than I expected. If you endure it, you will end up in room 3 anyway. How good would it be if you just came right over and made yourself comfortable?”
“In the next three days, we will still be in Room 3. But are you a newcomer?”
“A newcomer is a newcomer, but he is not subject to edification. He’s my new friend, whom you should take great care of.”
“I don’t know, I’ll greet you!”
The guards bowed their heads at Kelliac.
Soon the guards opened the door to room 3. Inside, it looked like a huge prayer hall, the only difference being that the glass paintings had Zito instead of Ayula or the well-known gods of Inse.
Among them was a woman on her knees, examining a book as thick as a scripture. And she was a figure Kelliac Ziple knew well.
“…Ann Runkandel?”
Ann Runcandel.
Along with Runkandel’s ninth and older sister Mu, she was the first to accept chaos. At the time of the Battle of the Goddess, she fought to the death with the Tona brothers, but was beaten to death by the black knight, Mon, who came to support. Since the Prophet died, he could not even be resurrected.
Naturally, she did not go down the path of reincarnation, but into hell. Ann continued to recite something like a prayer with her eyes closed.
“Then, in prison No. 1 and No. 2.”
“There is Mu Runkandel and Ran Runkandel and Vigo Runkandel. Right now, Paellito is in a state where the production of the soul liquor that we demons enjoy is stopped in order to find these things. I intend to use these to strike Luna Runcandel.”
– Sakiel.
-Yes, Mr. Paellito.
– From now on, the production of soul wine will be temporarily suspended. And search all over hell to see if Luna Runcandel’s brothers exist. Perhaps they would have gone to hell. If he hadn’t already become a soul lord, he would definitely remain.
The conversation between Paellito and Sachiel when Luna treated the great rift in Hufester Ciatello with the red sword.
Ragal did not directly hear the conversation, but he saw right through to Faelito’s plan. And Ragal had his lieutenant ‘Gero’ secure them before Faelito did.
“My friend Kelliac, I will use these to give Zito a surprise present. It is the gift of Baek Kyung’s end. By the way, it’s not just the Runkandel kids who come to our hell. Those who used to be friends and subordinates are constantly coming in.”
“…Are you asking me to select those who are useful among them?”
“Oh, you speak well! From today, I will steadily send the souls of Zipple to prison number 3, where you will be staying. As long as you pick out the ones you need, I’ll make credit for Zito through that. How simple is it?”
“Do that.”
“Ha ha ha good. Then, I’ll come back with something delicious in the evening to get some rest, so let’s have a glass of spirit wine.”
Ragal is gone. The guards went to finish what they were doing, keeping an eye on Kelliac.
Kellyak smiled quietly.
Ganesto’s Blood Thinking of that.
