Why Did Dekan's Furnace Fly Into the Sky

Dekan temporarily stopped paying attention to Irenos was now a prisoner on the ground.

Instead, they looked towards the ruins of the city gate.

Purser and Olive walked towards them in an unusually harmonious manner.

Clearly, Purser assumed Olive was also a colleague.

Still a senior.

I naturally treated her with great politeness.

Olive, on the other hand, realized that Purser had already been subdued by Delois.

Without making a move, he followed Purser in the direction of Dekan.

Dekan's eyes twitched as he looked at Olive's expectant expression.

He almost instinctively took a step back.

This mentally unstable female demon is the opposite of the other demons.

Any demon with common sense knows this --

If you encounter Delois, run; if you can't escape, commit suicide as soon as possible.

But Olive refused.

She was not afraid of Delois's torment at all.

Instead, they regarded the torment of Delois as an ultimate enjoyment that was rare and unattainable!

They chased after him without hesitation, like moths drawn to a flame!

Dekan felt he understood a little better what Delois had gone through when facing Olive.

Because Isabel had also felt disgusted by him.

No matter how cruel the punishment, it felt like a reward to her.

Try to understand her mindset; she sees it as favor.

Even disapproving words or disgusted looks could fill her with contentment.

So why does Dekan wear sunglasses?

He couldn't stand the fact that he was looking at Olive with utter disgust, yet Olive was making strange noises with an expression of fascination and pleasure!

As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind.

Even through sunglasses.

Dekan also tried to keep his eyes on Purser as much as possible.

I'm not going to see Olive.

However.

Dekan didn't expect was...

"Hmm... This feeling of being ignored is just wonderful... Delois..."

Olive covered her cheek and murmured.

This seemed to bring Olive a unique kind of joy.

Dekan: "???"

WTF?

Dekan felt he was about to reach his limit.

He continued to ignore Olive, his scalp tingling, and stared intently at Purser.

If I don't look at her, she starts acting crazy; if I do look at her and she feels there's interaction, it's even more outrageous!

Under Dekan's gaze, Purser scurried up to Dekan, bowed respectfully, and exclaimed in admiration:

"Lord Delois, you are undoubtedly the greatest strategist, able to control the fate of the world from behind the scenes without even lifting a finger."

However.

Witnessing this scene, Irenos, as if in a final burst of energy, suddenly raised his head to look at Purser, as if the last flame of anger was about to ignite on his body.

"Purser! It was you!"

Irenos never imagined that this weakling who had been so respectful to him would dare to betray him!

"Irenos, times have changed."

Purser sneered and looked down at his former superior.

That smug look in his eyes made Irenos's heart almost explode.

Irenos's hands cracked and popped, blood constantly seeping from his palms and staining the snow red.

Even though he knew he couldn't fight against Delois and Lunn.

He also couldn't accept that Purser, that despicable ant, was so smug!

Only Purser must die!!

Just then, Irenos suddenly seemed to notice something.

Olive, who was usually aloof and languid, was now unusually infatuated.

This abnormal behavior clearly indicates that he has been bewitched by mental magic!

They were brought here as prisoners!

"You mustn't touch Olive! Otherwise, the Demon King will do everything in his power to kill all your family and friends!!"

"Irenos shouted hurriedly."

Olive must go back.

Tell the Demon King the truth, and bring that damned traitor, Purser, to justice!!

However.

After hearing that sentence...

Purser chuckled, bowed gracefully to Olive, and then asked:

"Miss Purgatory, I think Irenos may have misunderstood something. Please tell him who your master is?"

Olive nodded.

Then, under the horrified gaze of Irenos...

Olive slowly turned her head to look at Dekan.

It let out a particularly soft "Woof~"

It's like a conditioned reflex, an instinct that surpasses conscious thought.

Olive's clear, bell-like voice echoed across the snowy plains.

"?"

Everyone present, whether human or demon, was stunned and stared at Dekan in unison.

A gust of wind swept by, causing the flames on the stove to flicker for a moment.

"..."

Even Dekan's expression froze.

If he hadn't been wearing sunglasses...

The momentum that had been maintained for so long might have collapsed in that one instant.

He struggled to suppress the urge to kill Purser.

Compared to anger.

Dekan had goosebumps all over his body.

So... is winter in the Holy Kingdom this cold?

This chill lingered in Dekan's body for a long time.

He placed his hands behind his back, his left hand struggling to grasp his trembling right wrist.

To this day.

Dekan has been disgusted by Olive and Isabel's combined efforts for the third time.

And this time, he really couldn't take it anymore!

Dekan tried hard to keep his expression from becoming too stiff, maintaining a calm demeanor, and said:

"P. S. E. L... Please send Miss Olive back to the Demon Realm, and then convey to the Demon King Mr. Lunn's desire to sign a peace treaty. As for me, Delois, I will act as a witness to peace. As long as the Demon King is sincere in concluding the treaty, I will not take any action that would harm the Demon Realm."

"... Yes, sir."

Purser responded like a servant.

He didn't understand why, but Lord Delois seemed to be gritting his teeth just now, and even seemed to have a murderous intent...

Thus, we witnessed the beginning of all this peace.

"Puff!!!"

Irenos finally coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had been drained.

It turns out the Joker is just him.

Everyone else was indeed a member of the film crew.

They toyed with him the whole time, giving him the best possible arrangement.

"No! I don't want to leave!"

Upon hearing Dekan's words, Olive seemed to panic and took a step forward, wanting to rush forward and pounce on Dekan.

"Lunn!"

Dekan shouted.

Originally not intending to do anything, Lunn raised a finger, and several beams of light appeared around Olive, then connected to form a holy coffin that sealed Olive inside.

"Lunn, from now on, make sure no demons come near me at any time, except for my sister."

"I can't believe it, "Dekan said, still shaken.

He felt that if he hadn't spoken up, it seemed like Lunn really hadn't intended to help him!

It was partly due to personal grudges!

"Um."

Lunn answered absentmindedly.

Moreover, he found Delois's words somewhat amusing.

Aren't you a demon yourself?

Why are you acting like someone who needs protection...?

"Delois, let me out! I like this feeling of being restrained! But I want to touch you even more!"

Dekan did his best to calm his blood pressure and ignore Olive's presence, even though Olive had been sealed away.

Then he pointed to Irenos at his feet and conveyed to Purser:

"As for this war criminal, his crimes will be tried by the Clan Territory. We will not kill him; he will be released after serving his sentence. As for how to report to the Demon King, you'll have to figure that out yourself, otherwise you're not worthy of succeeding as the commander of the First Army."

"Yes, Lord Delois of Great Love."

Purser answered with a smile.

Dekan then ordered Purser to immediately, right now, take Olive back from where she was sealed away.

Amid Olive's hysterical cries, Purser carried her back towards the Demon Realm.

Dekan pinched the bridge of his nose.

If he could, he never wanted to see Olive again.

Even after returning to the present world, once Dekan uncovered the secret of Isabel's origins, he gave her orders—

Unless there's dirty work involved, never show your face again.

"So in the end, it's just us left again."

After seeing off the formidable Olive, Dekan finally seemed to have rediscovered his joy and looked at Irenos.

"What's it like to be a ghost who understands everything?"

"What... what are you going to do?"

Irenos lay prostrate on the ground, struggling to lift his head to look at Dekan.

The chill made his mind exceptionally clear.

He even recalled a series of rumors about this demon--

It is said that...

Delois, the demon, has never been interested in demons who have committed few evil deeds.

Conversely, if a demon is evil enough, Delois seems to be able to smell it and stalk it nearby, capturing it without its knowledge through traps.

What awaits them next is a torment commensurate with their crimes, a torment that will leave them unable to live or die.

"Irenos, do you acknowledge that you are a demon with the blood of millions on your hands?"

Dekan's tone was calm, yet carried a hint of danger.

It's like the Dean of student affairs catching a student breaking school rules in the hallway.

Irenos trembled with fear.

My whole body felt frozen, as if my blood had stopped flowing.

For a moment, he couldn't even imagine what would happen to him if he fell into Delois's hands!

Peeling off the skin and dismembering the tendons? Slicing the body piece by piece?

Obviously not!

Delois would never be this merciful!!

"I... I didn't kill that many!"

Irenos's tremolo was incredibly hoarse.

He never imagined such a day would come.

He had always been proud of his art of killing, yet he dared not even admit it to himself.

Compared to the humiliation, Irenos felt nothing but fear for the next moment and for the future.

"Um."

Dekan nodded.

"So, do you truly feel remorse for your past crimes, and for your failed attempt to massacre the entire army and civilians of the Clan Territory?"

"Repent?"

Irenos was stunned by what he heard.

Repent?

Sincere and genuine?

Irenos understood the literal meaning of those words.

However, this is something beyond the understanding of demons!

"It seems you have no intention of repenting, and therefore you will not receive forgiveness."

Dekan sighed and said.

"I... I repent!"

Irenos shouted as if an instinct had been triggered.

Unfortunately, you're lying.

However, Dekan shook his head regretfully.

"I'm not lying! If you don't believe me, you can call Purser back! Let him identify me!"

Irenos roared.

"Unnecessary."

Dekan looked at Irenos with pity in his eyes.

His remorse did not stem from recognizing his sins.

Rather, it is a survival instinct of the demon race.

He was simply afraid of Delois's torture.

"Irenos, some demons cannot understand kindness, nor can they feel guilt, because they are limited by their race."

"But I know very well that even if you are human, you won't change your nature. You are a hopeless case."

"What awaits you is the endless draining of your mana, which will be converted into energy for the northern residents to combat the harsh winter."

"From now on, be an Irenos of Prosperity and repay your debt."

After hearing all this...

"Ahhh..."

The once arrogant Irenos finally lost the light in his eyes, and tears kept overflowing from beneath his empty pupils.

Even though his mind was completely numb, he could still feel the only emotion left—fear.

Looking at Irenos's appearance, Dekan muttered to himself:

"Suffer more in this life, and you'll suffer less when you die in the next."

"I'm a kind-hearted person, consider it a prepayment of the debt of murder that Evans owes in this lifetime."

"Isn't that very humane?"

Looking back at the battle at Tristin City, Dekan always felt that he had let Evans die too easily.

After all, in terms of sins, Bishop of Ruin Evans of Destruction far surpasses Bishop of Corruption Fahim of Corruption.

Unfortunately, at that time, Dekan was only at the third rank and could not keep Evans to gradually achieve prosperity.

Then Irenos might as well pay back a little more in his lifetime.

It's fair that Evans dies a happier death in his next life.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

Lunn also had to escort Irenos back to the Clantes City.

After all, only Lunn could ensure the safe and successful escort of Irenos back.

"Croix and I still have some honey pancakes left, let's bake two more oranges."

As he spoke, Dekan placed the oranges on the stove and warmed his hands by the fire.

In the blink of an eye, Dekan was back by the stove.

"..."

Are you the lord, or am I?

Lunn finally felt he had reached his limit.

Moreover, even if we take a step back and say...

Why isn't mine included?

While you two were eating and drinking here for ages, I was sitting in jail over there, enduring agonizingly awkward conversations and being a top-notch enforcer.

A moment of patience brings calm, a step back opens up a vast expanse!

"Then I'll take Irenos back first."

Suppressing his anger, Lunn gently flicked his finger, using the prismatic coffin to completely seal off Irenos.

The holy coffin then hovered beside Lunn.

He was preparing to head back first.

"Hey, wait a minute, Lunn, your magic is so convenient, could you take me and Croix along with the stove? We wouldn't mind roasting and eating on the way."

"..."

Lunn didn't reply for a long time; he just kept his head down, staring at the stove.

Seeing this stove makes me furious!

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!!

Why are you so fixated on your damn stove?

Finally, it seems that Lunn has made a decision.

To Dekan's astonishment, he strode over and kicked over the broken stove!

Accompanied by the loud crash of the stove falling to the ground.

Dekan was stunned.

"My stove..."

"You two, either come with me now, or you can stay here as long as you want."

After saying that, Lunn turned and left with Irenos without looking back.

Dekan retrieved two freshly baked oranges.

Then he righted the stove and started roasting himself again by it.

Croix's lips twitched as she watched.

He felt that if he were Lunn, his blood pressure would probably explode.

"This mission to the Shadow World can be considered a success."

"I can't help but sigh, "Croix said helplessly.

The First Army, which poses the greatest threat to the northern border, has been eliminated.

And there's no more suspense regarding the Demon King's side.

According to Purser's previous statement, the Demon King already intended to cease hostilities.

Now that the Demon Lord has lost the First Army, he is even less likely to make the foolish decision to oppose the alliance between Lunn and Delois.

As for winter supplies, that's no longer a problem.

The most crucial core of the Prosperity Energy Station — Irenos of Prosperity— was also successfully captured.

The mission objective is simply to safely get through the remaining two months.

"Probably, but I wonder what the last remaining third-stage mission is..."

Logically speaking, as long as the second phase of the task is successfully completed, the third phase should be a straightforward and predictable conclusion.

But Dekan never forgot one thing.

There were four of them, right?

There's this guy whose identity is unclear, but he still hasn't shown up...