The Sub-Protagonist Is Retiring - The Sub-Protagonist Is Retiring chapter 368

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“So, specifically, how do you plan to return my original power?”

“I guess the magic energy supply device has disappeared.”

The Demon Energy Supply Device was an artifact used for the resurrection of the Demon King.

As the name suggests, the function is a device that supplies magical energy to the user.

However, I did not think that it would remain unharmed even after being hit by Breeze’s breath.

“How do you know about the demon energy supply device?”

“Hades told me.”

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“Now that I think about it, there was a former executive of the Demon King’s army among your subordinates.”

Actually, I found out about it through the setting book of the original novel, but I vaguely glossed over it.

Because it was not a good story to reveal the secret of the world in the novel.

“It means nothing even if the demon energy supply device is intact. “The amount of demon energy I can give at one time is limited, so I won’t be able to regain my strength within two weeks.”

“Isn’t it okay to raise the limit of what can be put in?”

“If you want to see my body explode and turn into minced meat, that’s okay.”

“It won’t be possible to use a demon energy supply device.”

The magic energy supply device was an artifact that only shined through time.

At this point, when a war with foreign media is just around the corner, it was not very effective.

Now that it has become an unidentifiable piece of scrap metal, it is impossible to even think about remodeling it.

“…… How about making a contract with the Great Devil? “I know quite a few demons. Let’s help them regain their lost power!”

“A deal with the devil always comes with a price. “From your reaction, it seems like you’ve made a deal with the Great Devil. Can you tell me what the price you paid was?”

“Let’s see, the first thing is hair loss on the top of the head… ….”

“Dismissed, I would rather live and die with no power.”

A curse that even the devil can pass over.

She said that she did not want to be recorded as a cowardly king, so she cares about her future generations.

If he were to be passed down to future generations as a king with hair loss, he would not be able to live comfortably in the afterlife.

If it were me, I would have jumped out of the grave, erased all records, and completely destroyed the demon spirit.

“Is there any other way?”

“Umm… !”

I recalled all the details I had seen in novels and setting books.

What is the best way to increase the power of demons?

The way for demons to become stronger in a short period of time is to commit terrible massacres and consume various negative emotions by replacing them with demon energy.

But now that humans and demons are barely trying to live by agreement, doing something like that would be war.

Furthermore, I was not twisted enough to commit massacre without any hesitation.

Because they have the bare minimum of humanity, they are closer to preventing massacres than committing them.

“Let’s go to the Dungeon of Gluttony first.”

“I thought you said you wouldn’t make a deal with the devil?”

“I’m not going there for the purpose of making a deal. “I’m going there to gather information.”

Albatross is the best information organization in mankind, but since there are no demons among its members, information about magic and demons is lacking.

However, there is a difference between devils and demons. The great devil may have a way to solve the problems that the demon king is experiencing.

Furthermore, since he is watching me from afar, he may have realized my situation and prepared information long ago.

“What about reliability?”

“I was not a devil who tried to deceive others by limiting myself.”

“Aren’t you asking me to pay something in exchange for information?”

“That’s okay. “It’s no different from already paying the price.”

“How?”

“There is such a thing.”

It was said that my biography was enjoyable entertainment for the demons in the Dungeon of Gluttony.

You can think of me as providing entertainment to them in real time.

It is not enough to make a wish come true, but I think it is possible to ask for at least some information.

“He said he would come when I told him, and he came at the right time.”

“Paris?”

aaan!

A bright red fly coming in through a crack in a slightly open window.

He was the messenger of Baal Zebub, called the king of the flies.

“This is a messenger from the demon of gluttony I just mentioned.”

“This little fly is a messenger?”

It is natural to have doubts, but flies are so small that they cannot carry notes like birds.

However, the messenger of Baal Zebub delivers the message in a rather unique way.

A fly lands on the desk.

The body of the guy who was just quietly rubbing his front legs suddenly exploded.

An amount of blood that could not be thought of as a sheep inside a fly was splattered on the desk.

“Messengers like this also exist in the world.”

“I was also very surprised when I first saw it.”

When I didn’t know anything, I was surprised and at the same time expressed displeasure at the sight of messenger flies being popped and killed in front of me.

However, the scattered blood of flies was not intended to intimidate the opponent.

It was expressing letters that bloomed according to the arrangement at regular intervals.

Although there is no paper, it can be considered a blood oath using the blood of a fly.

“According to Baal Zebub, you should go to the Twisted Forest located southeast of the kingdom.”

“I guess you asked the Devil of Gluttony for information before you even gave me a proposal. “What would you have done if I had rejected your offer?”

“No. “I never told Baal Zebub about you, or even about the proposal we just made.”

“What? It’s a lie, right? “You didn’t say anything, so how do you know about our situation?”

“That guy is a special devil in many ways.”

The worst devil who can take pictures anywhere with his clairvoyance and can even wiretap through Paris.

However, it was difficult to impose sanctions because they were praising me and providing extremely beneficial information.

When the fight against foreign media ends and peace comes, I can only recommend that clairvoyance be used in moderation.

“For some reason, none of your acquaintances seem to be ordinary people.”

“What can I do? “Only people like that gather around me.”

[Maybe it’s because the contractor’s tastes are suspiciously eccentric.]

Tiing-!

He flicked the handle of his sword with his finger, telling them to be quiet.

Then, Prah’s moaning sound flowed into my head.

Anyway, it is a sword that is well-versed in attaching useless weapons.

“Anyway, I’m telling you to go to the Twisted Forest. What do you want to do?”

“I have to go. “If only there was a possibility of getting my power back.”

“Okay, then let’s leave right away without delay.”

“Let’s leave briefly after wiping away the blood from Paris… ….”

“Oh, leave it alone.”

After reading the entire contents of the letter, I looked away and the blood began to move on its own.

The blood of the flies scattered everywhere eventually gathered together and changed into the shape of the flies I had seen at first.

Surprisingly, the Parisian messenger was not dead, but had temporarily burst his body to convey the message with blood.

‘Even if the process of being revived is strange, it is great that the contents of the letter will not be passed on to anyone else.’

That wasn’t the only capability of the Paris messenger.

As soon as it finished playing, it started spinning around me and slowly moved forward.

I realized that the previous action had a specific meaning, and I threw it away.

“Are you saying I’ll guide you to the Twisted Forest and ask you to follow me?”

In response to my question, the messenger fly flew up and down, expressing its affirmative meaning.

A truly capable messenger.

“If it weren’t for the fact that it looks like a fly, I would have raised one a long time ago… ….”

“Kwiuung… !”

As I was quenching my appetite with regret, Chaos poked his head out from the shadows.

Then, even though he was confident that he was much better than Paris, he made a pleading voice, asking what he was saying.

Chaos began to do all kinds of tricks, such as making letters by stamping the soles of his feet with a meatball or repeating a trick show using shadows.

It is no exaggeration to call it a sh*tshow, a chaotic self-appeal that puts all its effort into it.

“Yes, yes. “If there is chaos, I don’t need another messenger.”

“King!”

I lifted up a body of chaos struggling to be recognized.

Chaos, who came out dangling from my hands, looked at Paris and smiled triumphantly.

‘What do you think, Dungfly! It was a look that seemed to say, ‘I won!’

Even though this fly is not my messenger.

“Ugh.”

“Phew!”

I sighed and shook my head, saying I couldn’t stop him, and suddenly the Demon King behind me laughed.

She had never seen a proper smile before, and this was the first time she was laughing out loud.

“There are really many unique people around you.”

“Is this a compliment? “Is this an insult?”

“It’s a compliment. “Because I feel envious of you.”

The Demon King stood next to me, wiping away the water droplets from his eyes.

Then, I grabbed his arm and pulled him, as if urging him to go quickly.

“I’m looking forward to traveling with you because I don’t think there will be a dull moment.”

“A lot of difficult things might happen?”

“That’s what adventure is all about.”

“…… “I see.”

Adventure.

I’m not sure if I can do this with the final battle just around the corner, but I’ll treat it as my last adventure and enjoy it as much as I can.