While everyone’s eyes glued to the podium, Devon moved around effortlessly, trying to pinpoint the whereabouts of his target, Gesta Wenovitch. His revenge must be satiated and tonight was the perfect chance to execute it.
His sight was locked on to a group of people in the corner, who seemed out of place, as they were not as interested to Rudeth, unlike all the other guests. Devon decided to start his search there, smoothly approaching them.“So, I heard you had your hands on a special vessel or something, Conrad?”Devon’s sense tingled when they heard that name. It was Gesta’s father, and his eyes also informed him the same. He crept closer, making sure not to draw any unwanted attention to himself.“Yeah, it can contain multiple demons at once, I’ll have you know!” bragged Conrad, slightly intoxicated. “If only my idiot son hadn’t stood in the way!”“That’s spicy! What happened?” interrogated a lady in dark purple dress, dying to know m“Rascal, this humanity you’re trying so hard to defend, tell me, what’s so good about it?” inquired Belphegor. “I mean, look at the aristocrats trying to pick on you before. Are they worth it for salvation?”Devon didn’t answer right away. Instead, he threw his glance to the podium, where his bullies fawning over their leader, Conrad, like maggots trying to consume rotten flesh. His stomach churned to see their boot-licking behavior, in contrast to the arrogance they displayed just before.“Bel, easy on the conscience, will you? This brat’s reality is quite fragile,” mocked Leviathan condescendingly. “No need to corner him right away. Let him just see the futility of his struggle all by himself. It will be easier for all of us, and we’re not in a rush as well.”Devon ignored Leviathan’s remark, although he could see the Demon of Envy’s point. Indeed, why did he have to go through the hassle of walking on the path of pacifism? He could throw everything over
Rudeth felt a sense of unease as he made his way back to the banquet floor. The grand hall was filled with nobles, all dressed in their finest attire, and the air was thick with the scent of perfume and wine. The sound of chatter and laughter echoed throughout the hall, but Rudeth couldn't enjoy any of it. Devon was nowhere to be seen, and this was not part of their plan.“I thought I had told him to move together with me,” mumbled Rudeth in a monologue. “At the very least, he could tell me where he’s going or what to do.”He roamed around the hall only to be met with everyone but Devon. The waiters who seemed to take notice of his confusion had started to offer their services.“Sir, you seem so flustered. Is there anything we can help?” offered one of the waiters.“Yes, that would be so kind of you. Actually I was looking for my escort,” stated Rudeth. “You couldn’t miss him. He was the only one around covered from head to toe.”That wai
While Rudeth was getting farther away without him knowing, Devon was in shock to see the scene he was offered when he peeked through the creak of the door.The room was filled with people engaging in sexual activities, uncensored. They were having sex without any sense of remorse nor guilt. Forget about shame. That didn’t exist there.“Awesome, this reminds me of my place back in hell,” whistled Asmodeus. “Mine was more complete and diverse, though.”“What do you mean by that, Ash?” asked Devon unconsciously. He gulped to see this grand festival of carnal pleasure, right in front of his eyes.“Interested, honey? Hahaha, I bet you would! You’re going through that phase, after all!” cheered Asmodeous triumphantly.“I mean, look at the girls they have here. It’s all coming from the same background as far as I can see,” commented Asmodeus again. “In my place, I offer women from various ethnicities and cultures!”“Really? That’s amazing!” remarked Devon. His eyes were still glued to the er
As Devon approached the chamber where Gesta was indulging in his sick fantasies, he felt his rage boiling over. He couldn't believe what he had witnessed and was determined to take revenge on Gesta for what he had done.But that wasn’t the only reason that ignited the spark of rage blazing within Devon’s chest. He didn’t want to admit it, but seeing Gesta having his way with that poor girl reminded him of his sister’s tragic death. Each and every screams that echoed there, overshadowing the moanings and pleasure sounds made by other nobles, curdling his blood and sending him even further to the past that he didn’t want to remember.“Whoa, that boy over there was radical, even for my standard!” commented Asmodeus. “Hm? What’s wrong, Devon boy? You’re shaking. With excitement?”No answer from the questioned. Only heavy breathing, with a heavy scent of anger.“Back down, Ash. I know a rage is about to go out when I see one,” warned Satan. “Boy, let l
The guard kept on trying his luck, to land a clean, decisive hit on his target. But Lucifer’s luck was still in effect, rendering all incoming attacks almost ineffective.“Mister, why are you so persistent?” sneered Devon after he brushed off a wild swipe. “All you had to do was just letting me in, and you will stop wasting our time here.”“I’m a professional guard! There’s no way I will let you go!” screamed the sentry, his breath started to get out of control.The chamber was noisy for sure, but that shout just now was heard faintly by the guard’s master. Gesta, who just finished his business, decided to leave the corner he was in for the door, eager to see what’s going on.“Verix, I could hear your curdling yell from inside. You’re lucky I was done, otherwise I would finish with you!” scolded Gesta before he was about to open the door. “What’s the matter, anyway?”“No, Master Gesta! Stay where you are!” warned Verix, trying to block the door with his body, standing strong in front
Meanwhile, in another side of the mansion, Rudeth found himself going deeper somewhere, dragged by the servant. One thing he was sure of, the way he was led to wouldn’t take him back to the party. Realizing something was amiss, he tried to get away from that servant, without arising suspicion.“Uh oh, my bowel!” hissed Rudeth, trying to unleash the actor within him.“What’s wrong, Sir?” asked the servant, genuinely concerned. A hidden grin slid across Rudeth’s smile to find out that he still had it in him.“I, I need to get back to the loo...” pleaded Rudeth with watery eyes. “Don’t worry, just leave me be. I will find my own way as soon as I finished.”Rudeth didn’t know what gave him away, but the servant was quick to see through his ruse. But he decided to play along, without the slightest intention to let Rudeth get away from him.“Please don’t mind me, Sir! I will take you there and wait until you are done!” offered the servant.
While everyone was busy looking for him, Devon was getting overwhelmed as Gesta and Verix ganged up on him. The advantageous situation that he once had had turned against him, as his mission was updated.[NEW MISSION][DEFEAT GESTA AND VERIX][REWARD: 1000 DC][PENALTY: WHAT ELSE LOL]“What seems to be the problem, Devon?” asked Gesta. “I had a hunch that you’re coming my way for petty things like vengeance or something, am I not mistaken?”“If that’s the case, then what are you doing lying around there?” continued Gesta. “Or perhaps you are more interested to have a sweet reunion with your family?”Devon’s blood boiled when he heard his family was brought into discussion. He quickly got up, ignoring completely the pain shrouding his entire physique.“You talk big for a spoiled brat who couldn’t do anything by yourself, Gesta!” responded Devon, still trying to maintain his emotion level all the while launching the counter provocation.“Hmph, I will make you take back those words and h
As the closest person to Devon when he underwent that transformation, it wasn’t an exaggeration to think that Gesta was a goner. Even he himself thought so. That was why when he realized he was still alive, he was astonished.“Young Master, I hope you’re not missing anything,”Gesta looked up to see Verix who still remained alert to the threat in front of them. It turned out that it was Verix who promptly came to his rescue, at the cost of his back.“And I hope this won’t get into your head! Remember that this is merely part of your job, so don’t expect anything in return!” scoffed Gesta without any shred of empathy.“I am well aware of that,” responded Verix sternly before he dragged his young master again to avoid the charging of Devon. But apparently it was unnecessary for him to do so, as midway through, Devon was slammed to the ground.“You’re not going anywhere!” stated Rudeth, who casted a spell that controlled the vines to entangl