"So?"
Faced with Amenadiel's suggestion, Heisenberg merely frowned noncommittally and asked softly.
"What do you mean, 'so'?"
"I mean, look, no matter what anyone wants to do, they have to set foot on Earth first.
If they stay outside Earth, I can't be bothered with them. But if they come to Earth, they die.
So?
Do we really need to meddle in their little game now?"
As he spoke, Heisenberg took a sip of bourbon. His words made Lucifer beside him burst out laughing.
Lucifer nodded and laughed as he casually patted Amenadiel on the shoulder.
"See? Heisenberg's head is far clearer than yours. I told you, it's your first time managing this whole Hell business, so it's only natural that you've lost your bearings.
If you ask me, who cares what they want to do? Whoever wants to look for the Spear of Longinus, let him look. Whoever wants to leave Hell and cause trouble in the human world, let him cause trouble!!!"
As his words fell, Lucifer's expression turned stern, and his gaze sharpened.
He continued earnestly to Amenadiel.
"If possible, my vacation will last at least several hundred more years.
So, Amenadiel, learn how to be the ruler of Hell, even if only temporarily!
And now, I'm going to teach you the most important lesson. No matter how many bastards in Hell want to stir up trouble, don't spare them a glance.
No matter what they do, as long as they remain in Hell, let them play as they please.
But once they play their way out of Hell...
Kill them and send them right back to that damned place!"
With that, Lucifer chuckled and leisurely clinked glasses with Heisenberg.
While the two drank, Amenadiel stood there with furrowed brows, lost in thought.
But faced with the