The moment he saw the newspaper, Lust Demon John had to admit that he'd panicked a little.
It really did look convincing.
They'd even named Belial, the King of Lies.
But when he thought about it carefully, it didn't add up. If they'd already been exposed, how were they still able to stay here without a problem?
The concentration of high-ranking spellcasters in Thaldarian had been unusually high lately. The teachers leading the teams from the five schools and the crew in charge of designing the competition were no ordinary people.
The only reason these lower- and middle-ranking devils hadn't been wiped out was that the newspaper was making things up.
They'd just happened to get it right this time.
Yes, that had to be it.
Otherwise, how could the news have come out without the city going into lockdown and searching for spies?
"Don't panic. There's no reason they would've found us."
John reassured the other spies. "These newspapers write about all kinds of nonsense. They've just come up with another new story. The whole city's full of rumors, but we didn't do it."
"Um..."
A timid voice rose from the basement.
"Boss, I did spread the rumor. It was me."
"Huh?"
"I made up the story about Jia Xiu being a member of a mysterious organization."
John was stunned. "Why would you make that up? We're trying to corrupt Jia Xiu. Why would you make him a hot topic?"
"I was trying to earn some money. A newspaper asked me to write an article. Thaldarian's a big city, and the cost of living is high. You know how little funding we were given."
At that, the other spies felt a deep sense of solidarity.
The Demonfolk had always been poor.
The upper echelons might be rich, but that