A deal

Suddenly, Flores ' expression turned cold, Evil smile appeared on his lips, and his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic Change.

He raised his head, and in his darkened Eyes, he saw Lumian's black hair and green eyes.

Lumian's long- Depths emotions, desires, and gloom suddenly erupted, spewing out like Volcano.

This is something even the patience of Ascetic cannot withstand.

Snap!

Lumian's body cracked open with crisscrossing fissures, thinning and shrinking to the size of a palm-sized Mirror.

The Mirror shattered completely, shards scattered all over the ground.

In the room diagonally opposite, Lumian appeared next to Franca, his expression quite solemn.

If he hadn't prepared a "Mirror Substitute" beforehand, he probably would have already experienced a double explosion of emotions and desires, just like the different melodies played by the Evil God Gift-Bearers upon hearing the "Hateful Movement".

Of course, if Franca hadn't been lurking nearby, and if he hadn't prepared a "Mirror Substitute," he wouldn't have used himself as bait to go directly to Flores for a "talk."

Lumian grabbed Franca's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Let's get out of here first."

He was about to activate the Black Mark on his right shoulder and "Teleportation" away.

Faced with an enemy who could exploit his weaknesses and vulnerabilities, his first reaction was to switch to a support role, using his abilities from a distance while Franca took the lead in the attack. However, considering that Franca, as the "Pleasure Witch," hadn't indulged herself for a long time, he felt that she might not be able to resist the ignition of her desires either. So he simply withdrew and gathered enough manpower to come back later.

Just then, a voice, sometimes masculine and sometimes feminine, rang in both his and Franca's ears:

"No need to rush away. I've changed my mind. I want to make a deal with you."

A trade? Both Lumian and Franca remembered something, and after a quick thought, they chose to stay where they were.

At the same time, Lumian focused his consciousness into his right hand, ready to activate the remaining aura of the "Blood Emperor" Alista Tudor.

This isn't meant to intimidate Florey and *Tu*shus, but rather to provide a timely "alarm" should their emotions and desires be triggered again!

--As one of the main ports for trade between the Kingdom of Feynapotter and the Southern Continent, and as one of the main bases of the "Harvest Fleet," Port Coria, even without Half-God like the _Book_, must certainly contain at least one "Level 1" Sealed Artifact.

"What deal?" Franca asked, staring at the wall and the air in front of her.

Flores, wearing a floral shirt, pushed open the slightly ajar door of the Apartment and said in a deep, cold but very elegant voice, "Let me introduce myself first. I'm Naporidisli, a Devil."

Devil? Truly Devil ... The price for using the "Powerful One’s Dark Box" is this: making a deal with a Devil ... But Lumian accepting the captain's mission and our pursuit of Delilah are two completely separate matters. If we had chosen to patiently wait one or two months before contacting Delilah, instead of using the "Power Broker’s Black Box," what would have happened today? Is there still any deal? Franca laughed, surprised, suspicious, and confused, "You actually told us directly that you are a Devil. How can we make a deal with you?"

"Shouldn't the real Devil first conceal his identity and lower our guard?"

The Devil, who called himself Naporidisli, clenched his right fist, lightly touched his lips, and replied with a smile, "A true Devil is both Devil of the body and Devil of the mind. I will make you know that you are making a deal with the Devil, but you will not be able to refuse, unlike those fools who try to achieve their goals by hiding their identities."

"For example, this man named Flores clearly knew the consequences of repeatedly chanting my real name through that notebook. Haha, that foolish Warlock named it the ' Love Incantation,' but he still couldn't resist the temptation and couldn't control himself. Haha, for the Devil, this kind of gradually rotting soul, slowly falling into the Abyss, is the most delicious food. The feeling of resisting and struggling while constantly rotting is as unforgettable as the best wine."

When Naporidisli openly described the alluring taste of depravity, neither Lumian nor Franca showed the slightest contempt or ridicule.

If a Devil has said this, there must Concealment a deeper purpose behind it!

Moreover, Lumian wasn't even sure if Naporidisli was truly the Devil, or just a self-proclaimed Devil, nor could he determine whether Naporidisli was the other party's real name or something else entirely.

While igniting desire aligns with the Pathway of the "Devil" Pathway Sequence 5, "Apostle of Desire," it's not only Devil who can accomplish this; Lumian's "Hateful Movement" can achieve a similar effect.

Faced with the Devil's incessant rant, Franca smiled and said, "That foolish Warlock was probably misled by you into using your real name as a ' Love Incantation,' isn't he? Is that really your real name?"

"That's why he's foolish," Naporidisli replied with a faint smile.

Lumian, not wanting to rush into the transaction, instead asked, "How did you convince Flores that the ' Love Incantation ' worked?"

Naporidisli glanced back at Flores' rented Apartment, feigning complete nonchalance, and said, "He tried the other Incantation in the notebook, and some were successful."

"He's just an Ordinary Person, yet he can cast Incantation like a ' Warlock '?" Franca said in disbelief.

Naporidisli smiled:

I once heard a very insightful saying:

"Everything has Divinity."

"Even Ordinary Person can create extraordinary effects as long as they are willing to pay the corresponding price."

Everything has Divinity... Mr. K often said this during his Sermon... Lumian sized up Naporidisli, who called himself the Devil.

Franca then followed up by asking, "What price did Flores pay?"

Naporidisli smiled without saying a word, then said meaningfully, "I've already told you."

The part where the soul gradually rots and falls into the Abyss? Franca nodded thoughtfully.

Lumian suddenly laughed:

"If he hadn't paid the price, how could you have so easily used his body to communicate with us?"

Naporidisli smiled but did not respond.

Lumian changed the problem:

"You killed the two adventurers who were investigating Flores?"

"Consider it a little interest." Naporidisli glanced around, smiled, pulled up a chair, and casually remarked, "You lack basic manners."

"Because we never intended to make a deal with you," Franca said deliberately. "I won't make a deal with the Devil."

Naporidisli laughed and said, "While it's quite funny for a ' Witch ' to say she won't make a deal with the Devil, I can tell you clearly that I will not force you to make a deal, nor will I stop you from informing the Church of the ' Earth Mother ' about Flores later."

"I'm different from those less intelligent colleagues. I prefer fair and square transactions and don't like to play with the wording of Contract or Distortion the terms. I'll make sure you clearly understand the contents of the transaction and the costs involved, and you still choose to do business with me."

"I refuse," Franca responded with a smile. "I refuse to listen to your deal."

Naporidisli narrowed his eyes dangerously, maintaining his usual amiable demeanor, and said, "You can listen to this first, and then decide whether or not to accept this deal."

"I won't boast that I can grant you any Wish, but I can help you achieve most things. This is a promise I, an ancient Devil, am willing to make."

"Ancient?" Lumian asked with feigned curiosity. "Have you ever heard of the ' Ancient Sun God '?"

Naporidisli paused almost imperceptibly:

"Know."

"Then can you tell me about Him? The Deity I worship now seems to be the Resurrection Him." Lumian grinned, revealing two rows of white Teeth. "This can be the payment for the deal, but payment must be made first before we fulfill the Contract. Don't even think about making things up; that would be blasphemy against my Lord."

Naporidisli fell silent for a moment, then smiled and said after a few seconds, "As I said before, there are certain things I can't accomplish, certain Wish I can't fulfill, and this is one of them."

If you lower your stance enough, it's really hard to use words to trap you... Lumian sighed inwardly, turned his head to look at Franca, and asked her with his eyes whether she wanted to take this opportunity to pay the price for using "The Powerful One’s Dark Box".

Franca hesitated for a moment, then looked at Naporidisli was sitting upright, and said, "Tell me the details of the deal first, and then I'll decide."

Naporidisli laughed:

"A wise decision."

"I need your help to kill another Descendants of the Devil. He's settled somewhere in the Berserk Sea. Don't worry, the Descendants of Devil are all cold-blooded, cruel, and bloodthirsty. He absolutely meets your standards for the death penalty."

"Then why don't you go yourself?" Franca clicked her tongue. "You seem pretty strong."

Is it because it's sealed away?

Or perhaps, unable to leave the Abyss, and forced to remain projected onto Someone as it is now, unable to sustain this state for long?

Naporidisli replied calmly, "Any unusual movement of mine will attract the attention of the other Devil."

"The reward for this deal is that I will grant you one Wish, a wish that was agreed upon beforehand and that I can Wish."

"Could you help me and her digest the Potion in our bodies?" Lumian asked tentatively.

Naporidisli shook his head:

"I'm not lying to you, I can't do it. Digesting the Potion is something each person has to do on their own."

"Of course, I can create some conditions and opportunities to indirectly help you digest the Potion as quickly as possible, but whether you can seize those opportunities depends on yourselves."

"Quite honest..." Franca muttered silently.

Suddenly, she broke into a bright smile:

"This deal excites me, but I need a reliable and strong witness."

Note 1: The Love Incantation in the previous chapter was inspired by the real world. I think I shared it on my public account—Aphrodite's Concealment real name is "Nepherieri," which means "beautiful eyes." Repeatedly reciting this spell can win a woman's love. When I first saw this information, I thought it was a bit sinister. This time, I mainly changed the pronunciation.