Dekan's Declaration of Great Love

Great love... of Delois?

Purser 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 Talomati, who were waiting behind Dekan, almost couldn't hold back.

However, Dekan seemed completely unconcerned about the awkward atmosphere.

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

"I know that long ago, many creatures on earth held great misunderstandings about me."

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

"I will eventually prove to the world that Delois was never the embodiment of calamity, but a gentle young man who embodied kindness and love throughout his life."

After saying all that...

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

Please believe me.

Purser: "????"

Excuse me?

Purser understood each word of the explanation, but when they were put together, he felt completely confused!

Delois might be telling a very new kind of the Demon Realm joke.

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

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

Because this guy is blatantly lying, yet everything he identifies is true!

Even when Purser 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, Purser was 1,000 percent certain that this guy could completely ignore lie detector magic!

However.

Talomati 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 Talomati was holding back, so she didn't dare to laugh.

But since even Talomati had laughed, Eve also chuckled.

Because Delois won't blame both of them.

In front of the desk.

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

Purser 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 Purser 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 Purser stared at Delois was incredibly agonizing and exhausting.

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, Purser 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 mad are the ones who are faking it.

He spoke as if he had made a firm decision:

"Mr. Delois, the Great Love, I will forever follow your noble ideals, take your words as my guiding principle, and become a benevolent demon."

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

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

"Unbelievable! Purser boy! To witness a great demon's transformation and reformation is truly moving."

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

"Yes, it is my honor."

Purser looked at Delois and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

And now I finally understand the legendary Delois's unique, wicked sense of humor.

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

Although he answered correctly, Purser 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.

As I walked...

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

Dekan suddenly suggested.

"Please enlighten me..."

Purser 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 Royal Capital 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 Purser with a smug smile:

"Let's call him Sincere Purser!"

Instantly.

Purser's forehead veins twitched, as if he was trying his best to suppress his impulse to shatter into pieces.

This is outrageous!!!

But the saying "a scholar can be killed but not humiliated" didn't work on Delois!

If you offend this thing that shouldn't exist in this world, it won't give you a chance to escape to hell.

By declaring that they would turn to good, they had already lost all dignity as demons.

What's the point of struggling anymore?

A sense of desolation welled up in Purser's heart. He could only suppress the bitterness, force a smile, and reply:

Thank you for the name.

This answer clearly pleased Dekan greatly.

No one will dislike a sincere and pragmatic person!

"Alright, Purser, now that you've chosen the right side, I will grant your wish as a gift to celebrate your reformation and rebirth."

Dekan said.

Upon hearing this, Purser looked at Dekan with some surprise.

A gift from Delois?

"I heard from my sister that you actually really want to be a corps commander?"

Dekan looked at Purser with a half-smile and asked.

"No!... I'm sorry, I did have that thought, but not anymore."

Purser knew he couldn't lie, so he gave up trying to justify himself.

"I can have my sister hand over the position of corps commander of the Ninth Army to you."

"No!! I can't take it! I dare not covet this position!"

Even if Delois and Talomati were willing to give it to him, would Purser dare to accept it?

Dekan nodded, seemingly deep in thought.

He also taught the devil the virtues of contentment and self-control.

According to Cornelia's "Joyous Scripture," this is the right thing to do.

"Yes, I'm very pleased... Consider this a reward for you. Indeed, the Ninth Army, a unit more geared towards reserve strategy, isn't quite suitable for you. Your talents should be showcased in the First Army."

Dekan pondered.

"What... did you say?"

Purser's heart skipped a beat.

He felt that every conversation he had with Delois was extremely dangerous.

Because he couldn't predict whether Delois would want to lead him to heaven or hell in the next second.

"You must have overheard my conversation with my friend Morpheus. Next, I'll be dealing with Irenos of the First Army. You'll be helping me, right?"

Dekan then led Purser on a stroll through the spacious room.

"But, however..."

Purser probably understands what Delois means!

Delois wanted him to drag Irenos into this mess!

Even if Purser had originally dared to make a move against the commander of the Ninth Army.

They never even considered the most rebellious legion commander in the past— the First Army Corps Commander Irenos of Ruin.

It was precisely because he knew Irenos's power that a deep, instinctive fear was planted in Purser's heart.

Seeing Purser's cowardly appearance, Dekan slapped him on the back.

"I'm asking you, if I were your boss now, and I decided to put Irenos on trial, would he still be scary?"

"No, he's not scary..."

Indeed, compared to Delois, the "Great Love" of Calamity, Irenos of Ruin, is hardly a dangerous fellow.

Moreover, dead demons pose no threat.

Once Delois set his sights on Irenos, Irenos had no hope.

But Purser couldn't understand it.

You could have easily killed Irenos, so why are you making things difficult for me?!

He looked at Dekan with a mixture of sadness and despair.

Dekan seemed to understand Purser's inner turmoil and unease.

He shook his head in disappointment.

"Do you think I would risk my life for an Irenos of Ruin?"

Purser was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this.

Then, as if suddenly realizing something, he replied:

"No, that's not befitting your position. You are the one wielding the chessboard from behind the scenes... If you were to intervene personally, it would be tantamount to overturning the chessboard..."

Dekan showed no reservation in appreciating this answer:

"Hmm, that's a good analogy. No wonder you're the Chief of Staff of the First Army. The outcome would take away all the fun for me, since I don't like fighting and killing."

"So, you want me to be your pawn to defeat Irenos of Ruin?"

Purser swallowed hard. If his idea was correct, he might be able to get considerable help from Delois.

"No, it's not about replacing."

Dekan smiled and squinted as he spoke.

This gaze, which would normally send chills down Purser's spine, also made his heart race with a feverish heat.

Replace?

In other words, does Delois intend to promote him to the position of commander of the First Army?

Place it where it was originally.

Purser wouldn't even dare to think about such a thing.

However, with Delois's backing now, this doesn't seem impossible!

But what if Delois was just playing a trick on him?

After all, Purser's relationship with Delois was by no means equal!

He knew that Delois greatly enjoyed exploiting the desires of demons, guiding them step by step until they willingly walked into an abyss of no return!

Dekan smiled and sighed:

"I know you're feeling a bit out of sorts and uncomfortable right now because you've lost the ability to discern magic, but you must understand that whether you're human or demon, you should use your brain and heart to judge truth from falsehood, not rely on magic."

Dekan had no intention of deliberately harming enemies who had been subdued and turned to his own side.

As for the enemy's fate, that will be determined by something called "luck".

After all, if one day Dekan needs to use it as a pawn, the loopholes in the agreement will burst out instantly and fatally, like cracks under high pressure.

Dekan continued:

"Purser, I promise you, if you ever encounter danger, I will do everything in my power to help you and ensure your safety. Is this promise enough to put your mind at ease?"

"!"

Purser was taken aback by what he heard.

After a quick thought, he nodded firmly and replied:

"I see."

Demons who know the history of the Demon Realm all know this.

Despite his notorious reputation, Delois has always been meticulous about keeping his promises.

Even if his promises might have loopholes, Delois will fulfill his promises exactly as they were made, as long as they are not flawed.

The agreement we just reached.

Even if there are some unseen hidden dangers, at least in terms of safety, which is the most important thing for Purser, there are absolutely no problems!

Given Delois's tenth-tier supernatural abilities, the mere mention of "doing one's best" is practically an absolute guarantee of Purser's life.

Dekan released Purser, patiently waiting for Purser to process his turbulent emotions before asking:

"Then tell me about the real scheme behind these peace talks?"

"As expected, nothing can be hidden from you."

Purser bowed respectfully to Dekan once more.

He knew that even if their plan could fool Lunn this time, it would never fool Delois.

Purser is now convinced that Lunn is nothing more than a puppet controlled by Delois.

So, if they really managed to fool Lunn according to the original plan...

Meanwhile, Delois watched them from behind the scenes, subtly manipulating everything with movements no one could detect.

What awaits the First Army is bound to be an incredibly Terror prospect.

Fortunately, Delois chose him and pulled him out of this dead end!

This also shows that he has value to be seen by Delois.

Even if it's just a chess piece, it's the most valuable chess piece!

Purser gathered his thoughts briefly, then said:

"In fact, before winter arrived, Irenos successfully bred a new type of Magic Creature and made it his familiar. Its name is the Endless Ruin Beast."

Purser paused for a moment, as if deliberately keeping everyone in suspense.

He wanted to pique Delois's interest and demonstrate the extraordinary value of this Delois.

After all, this crucial intelligence was known only to Irenos and another eighth-tier demon at the highest level of the First Army.

But that one was neither a confidant of Irenos nor could he possibly have any intention of rebelling.

Because she is the Demon King's confidante! Or rather, the Demon King's spy planted in the First Army!

According to the information currently known to the world, Irenos not only possesses Terror combat power, but also owns a ninth-tier Ruin Dragon, capable of easily destroying a city in seconds.

With the addition of other Magic Creature under Irenos's control, even Lunn, who tried to stop him back then, was caught in a fierce battle and ultimately defeated by his absolute dominance.

Although Irenos and Lunn did not have a direct confrontation for many years afterward.

But now everyone believes that Lunn is stronger than Irenos.

In addition, the Holy Kingdom currently holds a strategic advantage in the war.

The defeat of the First Army was almost inevitable; it was only a matter of time.

But no one knew.

At this critical juncture when the First Army was suffering repeated defeats, Irenos used the corpses scattered across the battlefield to cultivate a forbidden being that was, in some ways, far more Terror than the Ruin Dragon!

By exploiting this information gap, they can lull the Holy Kingdom's army, which believes it has victory in the bag, into a false sense of security, allowing them to maximize the effectiveness of the Endless Ruin Beast. This would be their best chance to turn the tide of the battle.

Even if Irenos isn't confident he can defeat Lunn in a one-on-one fight, Irenos's certain he can wipe out Lunn's territory!

Just as Purser was waiting for Delois to express his intense curiosity about the Endless Ruin Beast.

"Oh? You mean that thing that 'transforms the corpse of each unit killed into a Derivative Ruin Beast Derivative Ruin Beast that exists for a period of time, with varying combat strength, and Derivative Ruin Beast killing of units can also trigger the Ruin Beast effect'?"

Dekan had a "That's all? What's so special about it?" look on his face.

Isn't it just a copy of Evans' epic card [Proliferating Ruin Beast], which boasts "endless, nation-destroying power"?

He stood with his hands on his hips, staring at Purser, who was frozen in place.

The atmosphere in the room once again plummeted to freezing point.