Chapter 51: There’s a Mole, Transaction Terminated

Chapter 51: There’s a Mole, Transaction Terminated

Devin was tossed about in the air by Vega, looking like the most pitiful clown in a circus.

It was unbearable for him to endure Vega's humiliation, constantly considering how to escape.

Vega always liked to give it a glimmer of hope, letting Devin run a distance before throwing him back to where he started.

The black giant eagle circled in the sky, as if tired of playing, it perched on a tree. Its single eye, glowing with blue light, stared at Devin as if looking at prey.

Finally, the demon could no longer bear this humiliation. Using Devin's body, it knelt heavily before Vega, pleading:

"Great deity! Please let me go!"

"Keeping me here for your amusement serves no purpose, it's even wasting your time."

Vega chirped and laughed, its voice gradually changing from skrill to deep.

"Why should I let you go? What value do you have that would make me release you?"

"No, you have none, so amusing me is your only value."

Saying this, Vega grabbed one of Devin's feet and tossed him into the air, letting him free fall.

Just as he was about to crash heavily onto the ground, Vega swooped down, caught him in its beak, and threw him into the air again.

It was like bungee jumping without safety measures.

Until Vega got bored, it gently placed Devin on the ground, stretched its neck, and said softly:

"Boring, you can go now."

"Really!?"

The demon couldn't believe it; its spirit had already been tortured to the point of extreme suffering.

Upon hearing Vega say it would let it go, it didn't think much and immediately tried to flee.

But how could Vega let it go so easily?

It first let Devin run a hundred meters, then with a flap of its wings, Vega caught up behind Devin, using its two sharp, enormous claws to viciously tear at Devin's backside.

"Run faster! Run faster!"

Vega kept urging from behind Devin, who could only drag his aching body to continue running.

Even though his body was at its limit, faced with the threat of the giant eagle behind him, he had no choice.

After running for who knows how long, he noticed the surroundings gradually becoming familiar.

'That's the tree I just passed! Now it's appearing again!'

'This guy never intended to let me go!'

'This is a loop!'

It was an illusion; he could never run out of it unless the caster actively dispelled the illusion.

Devin couldn't understand how such a creature with such a twisted sense of humor could exist.

God? He had never heard of any god being as annoying as this stinking crow.

However, Vega seemed to see through its thoughts. With a flap of its wings, a strong gust of wind knocked Devin to the ground.

Devin was too frightened to make a sound, while Vega looked at its cowering body and burst into laughter:

"What are you dissatisfied with? The strong should humiliate the weak thoroughly!"

"Not convinced? Then go and defeat my envoy!"

Devin froze in place, an image flashing through its mind.

Viktor's figure was deeply imprinted in its mind.

I was completely stunned.

That human mage was actually the envoy of a deity descending to the mortal world...

As if finally understanding everything, it fell to its knees with a thud, begging loudly:

"Great deity! I deeply understand my offense now, please spare me!"

"I will never appear before you again."

Even though the demon didn't know what kind of deity Vega was, it still begged incessantly out of fear.

Only this could explain everything.

Why was that terrifying man so powerful that he didn't seem human?

"Why are you begging for mercy? You won't die anyway."

As Vega spoke, a black mist gradually emerged from its body, enveloping the giant eagle.NewW novels updates at novelhall.com

Soon, the mist dissipated.

The once enormous eagle had turned into a small, cunning crow.

Flapping its wings and standing in front of the prostate demon, its words were laced with temptation.

"You see, I have greed, you have greed, all beings with wisdom have greed."

"So, Yem, you won't die anyway, why are you so afraid of me?"

Yem was so frightened that its whole body couldn't stop trembling. The black toad crawled out of Devin's body.

Due to Yem's emergence, Devin instantly fell unconscious, collapsing powerlessly to the ground with a thud.

Yem trembled even more dramatically.

It knew, It indeed knew everything.

It even knew that it was Yem, a primal demon born of greed.

"Raise your head and look at me."

Yem trembled as it raised its head. Suddenly, Vega's eyes lit up with a blue glow.

A piercing pain stabbed through its brain, and Yem felt its soul being locked away.

The Second Prince walked out from among the knights. Seeing him, Devin Reiser seemed to find his bearings and hurriedly called out:

"Your Highness! Second Prince! Where am I?"

The Second Prince looked at the fat pig before him and sighed inwardly.

The person before him was actually his cousin.

'How filthy.'

But he didn't show it. Instead, he bent down, enduring the pungent smell and Devin's dirty body, helping him up.

"Cousin Devin, don't panic. I'm here to help you. Right now, everyone in the city believes you're in league with the demon."

"I know you've been wronged, cousin. Quickly, tell me everything that happened to you."

Devin Reiser's eyes reddened, as if he had found an outlet for his frustrations, and told the Second Prince everything.

He even informed him about Viktor's assistant, Henie, being possessed by the demon.

After listening to Devin's account, the Second Prince narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"So that's what happened, cousin."

"By the way, is that demon still inside you? Do you know?"

Devin Reiser was startled, hurriedly feeling his body, but found nothing unusual.

After fainting and waking up, he saw the Second Prince, and knew nothing of what happened before that.

Devin became anxious, urgently begging the Second Prince:

"Your Highness! Quick, please remove the demon from my body!"

"I'm still a professor at the Royal Academy, I can't bear the charge of colluding with demons!"

The Second Prince nodded, agreeing to his request:

"Alright, cousin, I'll remove the demon from you right now."

"It might hurt a bit, you'll have to bear with it."

Devin Reiser nodded, saying firmly:

"I've endured enough torture these past few days, I won't be afraid of pain! Do it quickly!"

The next second, his voice stopped abruptly.

He widened his eyes, looking at the Second Prince before him in disbelief.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

He lowered his head, looking at his chest.

A long sword had pierced through his heart.

"Why... why..."

He had survived at Viktor's hands.

He had also survived at Henie's hands.

Even the demon hadn't killed him.

Devin Reiser never imagined.

In the end, he would die at the hands of a relative with whom he shared blood.

Devin Reiser's pupils began to turn gray, losing their luster.

The Second Prince pulled out the silver sword, flicking off the blood.

Watching as he fell face-first to the ground.

"Now, the demon has been exercised."

An ink-colored, disgusting toad crawled out from the dead Devin Reiser's body. It looked very weak.

All the knights looked at the demon before them, ready for a great enemy, just waiting for the Second Prince's order to kill it.

However, the Second Prince bent down, picked up the disgusting toad, and placed it in his palm.

The surrounding knights were confused by the Second Prince's behavior. One knight hurriedly called out:

"Your Highness! That's a demon! You shouldn't..."

Whoosh!

Countless black spikes suddenly emerged from the ground, piercing through the bodies of everyone except this knight.

Feeling their lives rapidly slipping away, their eyes were filled with disbelief.

At this moment, the Second Prince's voice rang out:

"David, you've followed me for a long time."

"I've told you before, words that shouldn't be said, don't say them."

The surviving knight, David, trembled violently, suddenly lowering his head, sweat beads from his forehead gradually hitting the dust.

"I'm sorry! My Lord!"

The Second Prince smiled with satisfaction. He raised the black ink toad, holding it flat in his palm, gazing at it.

An abrupt voice rang out.

It was a voice that didn't belong to the Second Prince.

"Greed, you don't look so good."

"Want me to give you a hand?"

The weakened toad opened its single eye, a glint of light flashing in its gaze.

It looked the Second Prince up and down, that overflowing ambition, that desire filled with wicked thoughts.

How delicious.