Chapter 254 Completely Crazy!

Magic City, the residence of the Ankein family.

This manor shrouded in dark fog is like a materialized mystery, without even a hint of light or shadow.

At this moment, in the reception room of the manor, Ammons Ankein was meeting with his cabinet colleague, Ike Ferm.

As the Minister of Internal Affairs of Demon City, the administrative affairs of the entire Hell are in the hands of this demigod-level nightmare demon.

In a place like the Magic City, the parliament is a place for gaming, equivalent to the front line between hell and humanity.

As for matters that are no longer in suspense, they are usually not resolved in a room in the Parliament Building. Often, an elegant tea party or a casual conversation is enough for the demons who are truly in control of the situation to reach a consensus on key issues.

For example, right now, the atmosphere between the two demons is very relaxed. If you only look at the surface, you can't tell that this is a conversation about the future division of power in the Magic City.

"...It's just as I expected. As early as two months ago, I had a strong premonition that our parliament would have a new chair." Ammons had a smile on his face, as if everything was expected.

Ike picked up the teacup, took a sip, and spoke slowly.

"I was quite surprised. I didn't expect that Festing would personally write him a letter of recommendation... recommending a baron to join the parliament, and this title was only obtained last year."

The full name of the Parliament of Hell is "The place where His Majesty the Demon God and his servants discuss the affairs of Hell together." In other words, it is the House of Nobles. People under the age of 20 are not allowed to enter, and only those with noble titles can be recommended.

From these two perspectives, the Demon King of Thunder County just barely meets the criteria.

Of course.

This is just the standard on the surface. There are too many nobles who meet the requirements, especially in a place like the Magic City. You can just pick up a stone and throw it on the street and you might hit one of them.

Ike did not deny that a young man who could cause the Dragun family to suffer such a huge setback would undoubtedly be able to gain a firm foothold in the vortex of power in the Magic City.

This is actually the most important thing.

Seeing that Ike did not object, Ammon immediately understood his colleague's thoughts and a smile of understanding appeared on his face.

to be honest.

He thought so too.

"The Baron is not really a problem. His age is indeed a little young, but judging by the way he handles things, I think his youth will be an advantage."

"Indeed." Ike nodded, and suddenly changed the subject and said, "However, since the Dragun family has fallen, their position in the parliament... don't you think they should be moved?"

Ammons said with a smile.

"It's too early to talk about this now. Let's discuss it later."

Ike gave him a meaningful look but said nothing more.

It was obvious that the Ankein family did not want to be involved in this incident which had nothing to do with them.

And if he only relied on himself and the Ferm family's strength, it would not be an easy task to cut a piece of the spoils from the Melusine family and the Padrich family.

He originally wanted to bring this guy along, but now it seems he should give up.

Seeing that Ammons was not interested in his proposal, Ike changed the subject.

"I didn't expect that Goligo would give up Zakro."

Ammons smiled softly, hooked his index finger up the teacup on the table, and took a sip.

"Isn't that normal? I've long felt that the old man from the Dragun family has gone crazy. A loser who can't even handle the family's internal affairs, an important chess piece that was alienated by a few words, and yet he dared to covet the authority in the hands of His Majesty the Demon God... I think he has lived too long and is tired of it."

Ike continued.

"But he is a student of Coligo after all."

Ammons raised his eyebrows and looked nonchalant.

"So what? Hasn't our respected 'Lich Minister' cleaned up his mess enough?"

Ike was silent for a long time and then nodded.

"That's true."

…

On the other side, at the Melusine family's manor, at a familiar time and place, Hell's Intelligence Minister Calamos was sitting in front of a tea table covered with a velvet tablecloth, enjoying afternoon tea.

The air was filled with the faint scent of honey tea, and the elegant sound of piano flowed slowly in the room.

Everything here was the same as it had been two months ago. The only difference was that the man sitting across the table from his handsome and elegant old friend had been replaced by an immortal mummy, and there was a slightly more stale smell in the air.

"I didn't expect you to be willing to come and see me in person. It seems you have finally made up your mind."

With a pleasant smile on his face, Kalamos glanced at Gorigo Soren, the religious minister who was as cold as a tomb, sitting opposite him.

Unlike Karamos, there was not much expression on Goligo's face, and the dark green soul fire burning in his skull did not show any fluctuations at all.

Not only that, what was placed in front of him was not a teacup, but a uniquely shaped incense burner filled with unknown powder... or an urn.

After being silent for a while, the silent corpse finally opened its mouth slowly and said the first words since they met.

"… I'll leave the matter of Cebes to you."

Seeing that he didn't mention Zakro but mentioned an insignificant minor character instead, Karamos raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful smile on his handsome face.

"reason?"

"For the order and stability of Hell."

There was no change in Goligo's expression, and his tone was even calmer, as if he was talking about tomorrow's weather.

Looking at those charming eyes, the lich who had lived for a thousand years continued speaking slowly.

"If the Ministry of Truth judges Sebes for betraying Hell, it would be tantamount to admitting the conspiracy behind Port Saldo. This would not only affect the morale of the frontline, but also shake the faith of the middle and lower level demons, and even affect the stability of Hell..."

“It’s not that simple.”

Not wanting to hear his high-sounding reasons, Karamos chuckled and interrupted him.

"Why don't you just say that he was bought by the human empire and surrendered to the false god on the surface?"

Goligo said expressionlessly.

"This accusation requires more serious evidence and will affect his reincarnation after death. Do you think he will accept it?"

evidence……

Karamos disagreed.

He was not naive enough to think that this old guy who had lived for a thousand years would care whether a mere gold-level terror would be a goblin or a demon in his next life, nor did he think that there was really a pure heart under that meticulous mask.

evidence.

If that thing was useful, there would not have been the "Black Wind Castle Plague" and "Goblin Riot" that followed.

"Just tell me you want to make a deal with him."

"This is not a deal. This is for the sake of His Majesty the Demon God. Compared to a traitor who betrayed the Demon God, going to jail for corruption is obviously a more suitable explanation for anyone."

Goligo looked directly into Karamos' eyes and continued calmly.

"Of course, this won't change his crime, and the punishment for the Dragun family is the same. It's just that we can keep this matter behind closed doors so that people outside won't laugh at us. In exchange, I can vote in favor of Mr. Festing's proposal... to approve Luo Yan's entry into the parliament."

Calamos knew that this guy was not doing this for the devil, nor for hell, and certainly not for the Dragun family or a little man named Cebes, but for his own feathers.

Although he was not implicated in this matter, Zakro still had his "mark" on him.

In fact, there is no difference. It just becomes a charge, and the result does not change.

Looking at his long nails, Karamos replied casually.

"If I say no, will you vote against it?"

"I will abstain," Ge Li Gao continued expressionlessly, "but if Cebes does not plead guilty, the investigation and evidence collection will be a long process, and this matter will not end like this... Do you think this will be good for you?"

Karamos smiled.

"That's true."

Although the internal fighting among the demons has never stopped, they do not have any disagreement on the matter of faith in His Majesty the Demon God...even though they all have some idea of ​​replacing him in their hearts.

This mentality seems contradictory, but it is not.

After all, before the birth of the new Demon God, the power and even the extraordinary power in their hands were all established by the old Demon God. Shaking the faith in His Majesty the Demon God is equivalent to shaking the foundation of them, the servants of the Demon God, which will not benefit them at all.

No one wants to tear down their old house before moving into a new one.

What's more, the Melusine family still has a piece of meat in their mouth that they bit off from the Dragun family. It will take time to digest the benefits that have already been obtained. It would be counterproductive to create unnecessary trouble.

He still understands the principle of knowing when to quit.

As for the Dragun family...

There is actually no difference between one more charge and one less charge, Zakro is finished anyway.

Looking at Karamos who took a step back, Goligo nodded slightly and continued speaking slowly.

"I will vote in favor of Councillor Festing's proposal."

Karamos said with a smile.

"Should I say thank you then?"

Goligo said expressionlessly.

"as you like."

The room was quiet for a while.

This originally light-hearted topic was suddenly killed by a not-so-funny joke.

Karamos sighed in his heart.

That's why he doesn't like dealing with the dead. This moldy old antique doesn't have a single bit of humor in him, and he's even less adaptable to today's world than he is.

Looking at the teacup in his hand, he stroked the pattern on the handle with his index finger and suddenly spoke in a casual tone.

"By the way, I'm curious about one thing... Where did you hide Zakro? Our intelligence department didn't hear a word about him. It's as if he disappeared from the face of the earth. How about you tell me secretly to satisfy my curiosity? I promise not to tell anyone else."

The air in the room froze for a moment.

Goligo stared at Kalamos expressionlessly, the dark green flame burning in his skull was like a surging wave, as if it was going to swallow up the latter's soul.

Facing the mountain-like pressure, there was no fear on Karamos's face. His half-smiled eyes still carried undisguised aggression as he examined the flickering soul fire in front of him, as if he wanted to peel off its skin.

It was unknown how long this eerie calm lasted, until a barely perceptible crack crept up the glass window not far away, and the tension between the two suddenly relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

"Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Goligo looked at him quietly, with no ripples on his decayed face.

Karamos stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said.

"Of course not, you are a lich."

“…”

Karamos wanted to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't expect the air to fall silent again.

Goligo's soul fire flickered slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse, like the suppressed sound of bones rubbing against each other.

"Your jokes... aren't... funny... at all... No, they're not funny... Heh."

Karamos: "..."

What's so funny about this?! ...

The strong wind swept through the ruins, bringing with it sand and tearing at the broken stone pillars and collapsed domes.

This is the edge of the Demon City, an edge that cannot be illuminated by the light from the purple crystal dome. Because the local lord is busy attending high-society balls and neglects the management of the territory, the demons here have long lived in darkness and hardship, and are not allowed to leave the lord's land without permission even if they starve to death.

Of course, under normal circumstances they would not starve to death. After all, there were far more monsters in the underground world than on the surface, and the temple in the Demon City would occasionally send food in the name of the Demon God.

However, even though this territory couldn't get any worse, no one held the lord here accountable.

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The reason is very simple.

There are as many rotten places like this in Hell. As long as the demons here don't go crazy and rise up in rebellion, or breed the corruption of chaos, no one will care about them.

Unless one day it suddenly develops like Black Wind Castle, and at least has a lamppost that flickers in sync with the Amethyst Dome, the high-level demons in the Parliament Building will suddenly care about how the demons living here are doing.

Of course, the demons living here usually don’t care much about what the high-level demons in the Parliament Building are planning, let alone what major events have happened in the Demon City recently.

It was precisely because of this that Zakro, who had almost lost everything, was able to evade the search of the Ministry of Truth and the intelligence department and live safely under the nose of His Majesty the Demon.

On the edge of the deserted city, there is a temple that has been abandoned for who knows how many years.

The blurry stone statues silently looked down at the miserable figure.

He hid in a corner of the temple, swallowed by deep shadows, his plain robes covered in dust like a rag wrapped around a Skaven slave.

The once proud elder Zakro Dragon can only hide here and there like a stray dog ​​now.

Zakro's face was gloomy and twisted, with resentment burning in his pupils.

"Damn it... these cowards, ungrateful scum! Sooner or later... I'm going to tear his head off, boil his bones into soup, and drink up all his blood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zakro punched the wall hard, almost losing his strength and smashing the broken stone wall.

The rubble fell on his arms. Seeing the crumbling stone wall finally stand firm, he heaved a sigh of relief, feeling both shocked and angry. He slowly sat down against a stone pillar nearby.

Kamu surrendered himself.

Instead of taking all the trouble, this mad dog took the notebook and spilled all the secrets.

Originally, he was counting on his younger brother to report his older brother, allowing Shino to inherit the position of head of the family under his protection, and then after the storm had passed, he would find a way to pull Kamu out of the dungeon of the Ministry of Truth... But now, this group of guys who don't understand the overall situation have completely ruined the future of the Dragun family!

Just because of the children's betrayal, even the respected religious minister and his mentor, Bishop Golgo Soren, has given up on him in disappointment!

Zakro's face was filled with humiliation and unwillingness, and overwhelming hatred burned his soul.

He hated him so much! Not only did he hate Luo Yan, he hated Xino who pretended to be a grandson but stabbed him in the back! And the coward Kamu who turned against him at the last minute, and even his own flesh and blood Reggie... If that guy hadn't kept some reservations from him and didn't give all the research progress to him, but hid in the distant Leiming County, how could the Dragun family fall into such a dilemma? This group of selfish guys... Each one of them is thinking about himself! They don't have this family in their eyes at all! "This matter is not over yet... Just wait! After I get through this disaster, I will take back all the humiliation you have given me from you!"

“And you… Luo Yan! You are just an illegitimate child without an identity, a stray dog ​​without family, why do you fight me! Just wait, the Padrich family can’t keep guarding you forever, you are just a tool for them to rob the Dragun family! When I catch you, I will torture you slowly… hehe…”

Scarlet light flashed in those resentful pupils, and a morbid laugh came from Zakro's throat, as if he had fallen into an unrealistic hallucination.

At this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard outside the temple.

Zakro, who was laughing crazily, was like a frightened bird. He turned back suddenly, and his sharp eyes shot towards the shadow under the ruins like lightning.

"who!"

The voice carried a huge pressure, releasing fear as if it were a physical entity.

Feeling the threat of death from the amethyst-level demon, the demon standing under the half-collapsed gate quickly raised its claws, folded its wings, and shouted in a shrill voice.

"I! Yes, it's me... Harpy, your most loyal servant!"

After confirming the face under the shadow, Zakro narrowed his eyes slightly and dispersed the hellfire condensed in his hand.

Hobby.

More than a hundred years ago, this guy served as a centurion under him. Later, with his help, he was transferred to the rear, and has been serving as an official in the logistics department ever since. He can be regarded as one of the generals who have been protected by him.

As for why he was not purged while Under-Secretary Harvick, who was also in the Logistics Department, was completely dismissed, it was mainly because it happened too long ago and this guy's position was too low. No one cared about that small amount of money and thus forgot about him.

Of course.

The main reason was that he had not been caught. Even his mentor, Minister Li Gao, could not know all his secrets. If he really revealed everything, the number of people who would suffer would not be limited to just these few, but would at least double.

To be honest, Zakro never thought that he would use this relationship one day.

The reason why this guy was so loyal to me and stayed with me even when I lost power was not because he was so grateful, but simply because I had the leverage over him.

Regaining his composure, Zakro waved his fingers, and a chair appeared out of thin air. He slowly sat down and spoke.

"Tell me slowly, have you found any results for the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"have……"

The demon who was standing outside the temple with his head bowed swallowed and said with trembling body.

"I asked my former comrades about this. General Cebes has been transferred from the dungeon of the Ministry of Truth to the prison of the Ministry of Intelligence... It is said that it is because a sum of 10 million Kailas worth of logistical supplies is missing."

Ten million Kaila.

What is that?

Zakro sneered, disdain flashing in his eyes, but his heart sank.

It seems that the Ministry of Truth and the Ministry of Intelligence made a deal.

It was normal that he couldn't find out the details of the transaction given the connections of a grassroots official in the logistics department.

However, with his experience, he could easily infer from the clues that Cebes's confession of guilt was definitely not just what he had announced to the public, and this also meant that Goligo really didn't care about him anymore...

The dust has settled.

They have already started dealing with the aftermath!

Zakro clenched his fists, his sharp nails digging deep into the flesh of his palms.

Looking at Elder Zakro with a ferocious expression, Habib hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said with gritted teeth.

"Zakro... General. I have a suggestion. I wonder if you would like to consider it. In the Os Empire... there is a baron who is secretly loyal to us. He dreams of having a master with wings and horns. If you don't mind..."

Smuggling from here to the mainland of the Os Empire, and not being able to use the teleportation array that might expose his identity... This is actually a very risky thing, and if things go wrong he might be implicated as well.

However, Zacro Dragun was his former general after all.

Although more than a hundred years have passed, this distinguished lord may have long forgotten a small figure like himself, but he still couldn't bear to see his former superior fall into his current situation.

However, what Habib didn't expect was that after listening to his suggestion, Zakro's face turned gloomy.

"You want me to escape to human territory?"

A drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead, and Habib quickly lowered his head and spoke tremblingly.

"I, I don't dare... But you, it's not a long-term solution for you to continue staying in the Magic City. I just want to help you--"

"I haven't lost yet!" Zakro roared angrily, interrupting Habib's speech.

"Yes, yes!" Habib stood up straight, sweat pouring down his back, and dared not say another word.

Zakro's chest heaved violently, and a frightening murderous light burned in his scarlet pupils.

Hiding in human territory...

He might as well die! At least if he died on the land of the Demon God, he could still be a noble high-level demon when he wakes up in the next life!

The respected Demon God will not write off his past loyalty just because of his momentary infidelity.

However, he was unwilling to make this choice. After all, if his memory was erased, he would no longer be Zakro. Even if it was the same soul, reincarnation would mean becoming a new self, and all the glory of the past would turn to dust.

In order to become the supreme being, in order to become truly immortal, he had no idea how much effort he had put in and how many rotations of purple moons he had invested!

It seemed like it was about to succeed, but it was intercepted by a guy who came out of nowhere!

How could he be willing to do this? At this moment, a crazy idea suddenly appeared in Zakro's mind.

He hasn't lost yet! Although Xino and the Dragun family have surrendered, he, the elder, has not surrendered yet!

Even if he lost all the cards he could use, he still had one last card in his hand.

That was his extraordinary power! Even if he was stripped of all honors and titles, he was still a terrifying demon with amethyst-level strength!

If such great power were placed in any kingdom on the continent of Os, it would be a demon-level disaster, and it would be the same if it were placed in hell!

With such a terrifying power, it would be easy to deal with a silver-level necromancer! As long as he kills Luo Yan, pries out the secret of becoming a god from that kid, then stays dormant in the dark and studies it carefully, and then comes back to kill him after he becomes a god, let alone the Dragun family, the entire Demon City will have to surrender to him!

Yes--

He hasn't lost yet! Having been the mastermind for so long, he almost forgot that he is a demon who kills without blinking an eye!

Thinking of this, Zakro laughed out loud, and a huge amount of energy spread uncontrollably around him, even the space let out a wail of being overwhelmed...

Habib took a step back in horror and looked at Zakro nervously, not sure what he was going to do.

Quickly restraining the overflowing supernatural power, Zakro looked at the harpy who was retreating in fear, and spoke in a gentle tone.

"You just said... there is a baron in the human kingdom on the surface who is willing to submit to me."

Happy nodded hastily and swallowed.

"Yes, yes..."

"Very good, Happy, you have done me a great favor, I will remember this favor."

Zakro nodded approvingly, then continued.

"Contact the baron first and ask him to wait. I will be there soon."

Habib stared blankly at Elder Zakro who was walking past him, and couldn't help but ask.

"What are you going to do?"

"What to do? Nothing to do, just go get back what belongs to me."

Zakro casually said this and walked out of the abandoned temple with steady steps. Then, with a flap of his wings, he disappeared into the silent night sky and headed towards Black Wind Castle...

(End of this chapter)