Dekan Starts Studying the Next Volume's Opponent

Carster glared at Dekan as he indulged himself in the Devil King Mausoleum, where no tombstones remained.

Even if there's no need to ask anything.

Carster understood.

He was scammed.

This Little Succubus wasn't possessed at all!

Everything before was just her acting!

And.

Dekan didn't tell a single direct lie.

All the information and instructions were hinting at something to Carster.

He let Carster fill in the blanks in his mind.

Therefore, Dekan did not violate the restriction against lying, thus arousing Carster's suspicion.

Why...?

Carster's lips trembled; he was more confused than resentful.

He couldn't understand it.

Why was this Little Succubus able to gain the Demon King's approval?

It was as if a demon king had imprinted his soul onto her!

This demon king was not obtained by the Little Succubus in the Devil King Mausoleum.

It was already present within the Little Succubus's body from the very beginning!

She is definitely not the demon king of this cemetery.

Her emblem is unlike any other demon lord's!

But he is indeed a genuine demon king!

Carster's face turned pale instantly.

If one has already completely fallen into the Little Succubus's trap.

So at this point...

The Devil King Tombstone has been cut off.

The Little Succubus possesses the only demon king in the Devil King Mausoleum who retains his will.

They must have successfully and completely seized control of the Demon King's Magic Power.

"Hehe."

With a soft laugh, Dekan gently raised her palm, and the faint Devil King Mark appeared in the air like a crest. Instantly, the Demon King's Magic Power of the entire Eighth Floor seemed to have become Dekan's possession.

Dekan and his Master are now the rulers of this level.

Under Dekan's control, the demonic Magic Power that had previously sealed his companions like a raging tide instantly climbed onto Carster's body, preparing to seal him away as well.

Carster did not struggle.

Because he knew he was no longer a match for Dekan.

That's just how things are sometimes.

He did his best to handle everything that needed to be done.

If you've tried your best but still can't get it done, then you can only accept it with a Zen-like attitude.

Even with his strength, he could hold out for a while.

But what's the point besides suffering?

He admitted it.

Just as Carster was about to be sealed away, Dekan suddenly stopped.

He observed Carster's reaction with great interest, then waved his hand to dispel the Demon King's Magic Power.

"?"

Carster looked at Dekan with a puzzled expression.

"Carster, do you want to be a wise man or a fool?"

Dekan looked at Carster with a mocking expression and asked.

He was like a tyrannical monarch ruthlessly proclaiming the death sentence of his subjects.

However, he was willing to give Carster a chance before he died.

After all, even a dying demon might pay a price for an answer.

Especially considering Carster's unambitious personality.

You can't sense much resentment towards the enemy from him at all.

It's highly likely that Carster won't reject the deal out of anger, resentment, or pride.

"I want to know what you really are."

As Dekan expected, Carster replied.

"This answer is quite valuable, you know. You'd better answer my question honestly before I let you hear the answer before you die."

Dekan's alluring voice, like the whisper of an ancient god, lingered in Carster's ears.

What do you want to know from me?

After a brief internal struggle, Carster ultimately chose to compromise.

For Carster...

His death was inevitable.

From the moment he started fighting this demon king, there was no way he could survive.

He also didn't have enough money to buy Dekan's life.

Since death is inevitable anyway, might as well gain some clarity before you die – that would be a huge win.

Dekan: "Do you have any information about the Warden?"

Carster: "No, I've been stationed here year-round, almost completely isolated from the other floors."

Dekan nodded.

It's normal that the Jailer of the three Exile Zone on the second, fifth, and eighth floors had no intelligence.

Carster did not panic because he could not answer the question.

Because he could tell from Dekan's expression that he wasn't particularly disappointed.

It seems that the information Dekan intended to ask about was something else entirely.

Dekan's expression quickly became much more serious.

They even cut off the live stream.

He stared intently at Carster.

It seems we should start asking the really important questions.

This made even Carster nervous.

What information do I possess that would make the Royal Capital value it so highly?

Could it be a secret history of the Demon Realm related to the Demon King? Or crucial intelligence that could turn the tide of this holy war?

Carster couldn't help but ponder.

However, the next second...

Dekan took out a small notebook he had bought from the third-floor special agent, and began writing on it while asking:

"Please begin your self-introduction."

Dekan gave an instruction that Carster found utterly absurd.

"Ah?"

Carster doubted he had misheard.

Dekan explained:

"Tell me about the key experiences that have left a deep impression on you in your life, all the magic you possess, your personality traits, your hobbies, etc..."

Carster; "???"

Are you here to give a statement or to introduce me to someone?

Carster was completely stumped by Dekan.

"Don't want to talk? Then I'll send you on your way right now."

Dekan put down his pen impatiently and asked.

Are you sure that providing this much information is enough for me?

Carster remained skeptical.

"Hmm, tell me all this, and I'll give you the answer and then give you a quick death."

"I am Carster, the Jailer has guarded the cemetery for two hundred years, and I like..."

Carster was already indifferent; it made no difference what he asked.

Next.

He answered truthfully whatever information Dekan asked him to provide.

The entire interrogation lasted for several tens of minutes, Dekan finally got all the information he had about Carster.

"Very good."

Dekan put away the notebook with satisfaction.

If we were to pinpoint what his greatest gain was in this Shadow World...

That must be the intelligence.

Because Dekan discovered it.

The demons in this Shadow World all seem to have a corresponding person in the real world.

They share a certain degree of similarity in personality, abilities, and characteristics.

Even their experiences seem to share a fateful connection.

Like the Bishop of Corruption Fahim and the Forbidden Law Fasilier, the Jailer of the sixth level.

Their abilities, their style, and even their fates of being "tricked by Dekan, 'dueled', betrayed by teammates, brutally beaten, and finished off by Dekan and Croix when they were low on health" all seemed to overlap.

Based on their previous encounter, Dekan was certain that the real-world counterpart of the illusory Eighth Floor Jailer, the Carster of Illusion, was none other than the Bishop of Falsehood Carlos.

This is how Carster was questioned.

The true nature of the Bishop of Falsehood Carlos has essentially been exposed by Dekan.