Chapter 274: What I can give (6)

Chapter 274: What I can
give (6)

“What
did you say?”

“Cleassia
has revealed all of the Envy Worshiper’s hideouts, available troops,
and underlings currently spread throughout other organizations.”

After
leaving the underground prison.

When
I handed over a paper with the achievements of the past hour to
Idelbert, who was receiving the miracle of healing, she had a dazed
expression.

“…What
are you saying?”

“I
said that Cleassia has revealed all of the Envy Worshiper’s hideouts,
available troops, and underlings currently spread throughout other
organizations.”

Since
Coolid also expressed the same doubt, I answered the same way, and
Idelbert and Coolid stared blankly at each other before looking at me
simultaneously.

Balkan
found their bewilderment both amusing and satisfying.

It
was evidence that he had accomplished something difficult enough to
surprise them this much.

In
fact, Coolid and Idelbert’s impressions weren’t much different from
that.

“…No,
how did you—”

The
paper Balkan handed over.

After
confirming the various information confessed by Cleassia, Coolid
couldn’t finish her words and broke out in a cold sweat.

‘I
thought he might have some method when he requested a private
audience, but…’

However,
she never thought that method would be enough to break down an
underling of a demon worshiper with distorted and twisted beliefs.

As
Idelbert’s violence had proven, that person was not someone who could
be subdued by simple violence.

What
superior means did he have compared to Idelbert that made him succeed
in getting a confession?

-Glance.

Coolid’s
gaze suddenly went to the massive flesh between Balkan’s legs and
quickly came back up.

‘No,
that can’t be… but other than that…’

Getting
information by satisfying a prisoner.

While
Coolid was punishing and blaming herself for having thoughts that a
priest should not have.

“There’s
no point in being surprised here. Let’s go back again.”

Idelbert,
with her mostly recovered body, got up and patted her disciple’s
back.

Having
arrived at the underground prison.

“…Balkan.”

Cleassia,
imprisoned behind the iron bars, murmured the name of the man who
came to see her.

The
woman who had been resisting with fierce eyes until before was no
longer there.

No,
there was still resistance in her eyes, but the intensity was very
weak.

When
Cleassia’s eyes, now devoid of ferocity, turned to Balkan, there
was a faint sense of kinship and admiration.

When
she looked at Idelbert and Coolid, there was contempt, disdain, and
mockery that far surpassed them.

A
face that seemed to be holding back laughter inside, as if looking at
those who didn’t even know they were being used.

Her
actual thoughts weren’t much different.

Cleassia
had changed her mind about Balkan, who had allowed her to meet a
great being.

‘The
Demon of Gluttony herself called him her underling.’

Why
are demon worshipers called demon worshipers?

Demon
worshipers want demons with desires, also called deadly sins, to
realize their ideals, and they try to resurrect beings they’ve never
even seen.

But
just because you believe in, follow, and act for gods doesn’t mean
you become a messenger of god.

—The
will of my underling is my will.

However,
the great demon herself had said that Balkan was carrying out her
will.

So
how could he be compared to mere demon worshipers?

He
wasn’t a primitive being who worshiped demons, but one who directly
executed the will of demons…

‘He
is literally an apostle of demons!’

If
the Apostle of Gluttony took root in the church and the adventurer’s
union, other demons would one after another aim for resurrection.

Although
she would be imprisoned for the time being, from a macro perspective,
this was a great opportunity.

“Why
did someone who had been keeping their mouth shut suddenly change
their words?”

When
Idelbert glared at Cleassia with a questioning look, her lips twisted
strangely.

“You’ve
trained your disciple well. Your disciple satisfied me quite well.”

Idelbert
felt an instinctive rage as the ugly fat woman looked at her disciple
with a sticky gaze.

She
sniffed, smelling the surrounding air, but detected no scent of lust
or semen.

Idelbert
felt somewhat relieved by this, but Coolid, an ordinary human woman,
didn’t have such a sensitive sense of smell and could only assess the
situation based on Cleassia’s expression.

‘Did
he really…sexually satisfy this ugly demon underling to obtain
information?!’

Coolid
looked at the male standing calmly beside Idelbert with a shocked
expression.

A
man who willingly sacrificed his pure body for the sake of avenging
his master and punishing the hideous demon worshiper.

A
man who sacrificed himself for the sake of doing good.

-Trickle.

Coolid’s
eyes, which had grown weak with tears in middle age, became moist.

‘How,
how beautiful and kind a heart…’

Who
could point a finger at that man saying he couldn’t protect his
chastity?

‘I…no,
the church. We must embrace that child with love and warmth in the
spirit of the Earth Goddess.’

While
Coolid was having this twisted misunderstanding, Idelbert slapped the
paper filled with information about the Envy Demon Worshiper forces
and asked.

“This
information. There are no lies, right?”

“That
depends on how you take it.”

When
Balkan sent a restraining glance at Cleassia’s sneering reply, she
nodded slightly.

“20th
floor, north. The Envy Worshiper’s Hideout is in the ice cave near
the fountain. The core force consists of four high-level priest
successors and paladin successors who were previously brainwashed by
the Envy Worshiper, and two high-level adventurers who were kidnapped
and brainwashed in the labyrinth.”

When
Cleassia mentioned their names and appearances, Coolid and Idelbert’s
faces frowned simultaneously.

“Those
children…”

“They
weren’t ones to be defeated by mere monsters. How…”

High-level
priest successors and high-level adventurers are among the most
important personnel in the labyrinth city.

They
must have been quite skilled for the two to remember their names.

“Three
of the six, including me, have infiltrated the church, academy, and
Claudia trading company to brainwash capable individuals there and
draw them to our side, and the other three are constantly guarding
the worshiper.”

Coolid
and Idelbert processed the information that continued to flow like a
broken dam.

Balkan
had opened the closed mouth of the creature and made it disclose
information, so it was up to them to figure out how to use that
information to deal with the enemy.

“At
least I don’t smell any lies.”

“I
told you, didn’t I? Your disciple really satisfied me.”

“Kuhubb…!
You filthy demon underling! What did you do to that young child…!”

Wiping
away tears of anger, Coolid patted Balkan’s shoulder while catching
her breath.

“Balkan.
I say this on my honor as a priest. Our church will always embrace
you warmly. We will never forget your sacrifice for providing us with
valuable information.”

“Ah,
yes…”

Balkan
didn’t correct the misunderstanding of the oddly affectionate
middle-aged priest.

‘There’s
no need to clarify and lose out.’

He
simply nodded with a pitiful look, realizing what kind of
misunderstanding Coolid was having.

Idelbert,
sensing her disciple’s thoughts, just smiled wryly.

He
was a disciple who sometimes slacked off but performed amazingly when
needed…truly, she couldn’t help but cherish him.

‘I’d
like to give him a hundred cat tail praise stamps, but…’

If
she did that, she’d become a pathetic doormat who would have to
comply with her disciple’s every word not just at night but during
the day as well, so she couldn’t bring herself to do it, and instead
gave him a tight hug.

“Well
done. My disciple. Really.”

“It’s
for helping my master, so I had to do it properly.”

“……”

Noticing
her disciple’s warm voice tickling her ear and the sensation of his
firm pectoral muscles pressing against her breasts, Idelbert felt her
tail wagging slightly.

Along
with the pleasure as a female, a sly smile spread across her face at
the thought that her goal had come much closer but she couldn’t stay
immersed in joy forever.

They
immediately left the underground prison to establish a plan to
subjugate the Jealousy worshiper.

“Balkan.
No, Lord Balkan.”

Cleassia,
clinging to the iron bars, urgently called out to Balkan, who was
following behind them.

“I
have given you everything I can offer. Not just information, but I
will follow everything you say. So, please promise me one thing.”

A
wish filled with ugly desire burst from her lips.

“If
you ever resurrect the Demon of Envy, please let me be the first to
receive that one’s blessing…!”

[Puhub!]

Bunny,
who was listening to her wish, couldn’t hold back her laughter and
burst out.

[Balkan,
look. Those who plead their wishes to demons are this ugly. They put
their own goals first without even thinking about what others might
lose, and even brazenly betray the organizations they belong to.]

Even
that infamous demon couldn’t hide her contempt, disgusted by the
ugliness of humans blinded by desire.

[This
is why I ate all the ones who claimed to follow me in the old days.
And yet they keep appearing from somewhere like cockroaches…tsk.
Don’t you become like that.]

[I
know.]

The
Demon of Sloth came to mind at Bunny’s words.

A
demon who despised humans who only prayed for their own wishes, and
even gave execution requests to prevent them from resurrecting her.

Demons
hate them so much, so why are demon worshipers so desperate to
resurrect demons?

‘This
is why people should live kindly without greed.’

Balkan
looked with contemptuous eyes at Cleassia, who was bowing her head
saying she would do anything, and even getting down on her knees, and
said.

“We’ll
see how you do.”

Of
course, her wish would never come true.

“……!!!
Yes! Absolutely!”

[Puhub!]

Cleassia’s
voice, expressing gratitude for a promise without guarantee, was
drowned out by Bunny’s laughter.

What
is the way to catch a demon worshiper with powerful forces?

Idelbert
gave a very simple and clear answer to this question.

“It’s
just a matter of bringing an overwhelmingly strong party compared to
the opponent.”

And
so we arrived here.

The
sign of the Cozy Winter Night Inn hanging in front of the door swayed
in the light breeze.

Carefully
opening the door and entering, I saw the face of someone sitting at
the table.

As
if already sensing our presence, Diana, with her eyes slightly open,
was looking at us.

“…You’re
a bit late today Balkan.”

The
moment I heard Diana’s voice, much more gentle and affectionate than
usual for some reason, the sperm dispenser felt a chill run down his
spine.