A super traveler in a peaceful world

While thinking, An Luo stepped forward and kicked open the lid of the sarcophagus.

"——Surprise~~!!" The moment the coffin lid fell to the ground, a man suddenly stood up from the sarcophagus.

".........What?"

"——Hahahahaha~~! I didn't expect that someone could come here! But adventurer! I didn't expect that it was me inside the sarcophagus! Welcome to my dungeon!! I am the source and culprit of evil! Yes! A leader of the Demon King’s Army, he is also the Duke of Hell who leads the demons! The great demon who can see through everything in the world—Barnir!”

The man who jumped out of the sarcophagus spread his hands as if to welcome An Luo.

This man was wearing an evening dress that was completely out of place in the dungeon, as well as a pair of white gloves. The most distinctive feature was that he was wearing a mask that covered the upper half of his face.

Although he couldn't tell his appearance because of the mask, he should be a man based on his physique, but An Luo understood that unlike demons such as succubi, this great demon had no gender.

"Huh? Even though you have worked so hard to conquer the dungeon without getting any reward, you don't get any delicious negative emotions. Are you not even surprised?? We have been waiting in the sarcophagus for almost a year, and it's scary how much effort we put into it. , at least give me some reaction!”

While An Luo was looking him up and down, Barnier, who was still standing in the sarcophagus, looked over in confusion when he saw his calm look, feeling very disappointed and dissatisfied with his attitude.

"Ah, what's my reaction?"

"Of course you should act a little disappointed!"

"But my target is you. There is no treasure and there is nothing to be disappointed about."

"My generation?"

"Yes, you." An Luo nodded and asked curiously: "More than anything else, I am more curious about the Duke-level demon. This kind of big demon that competes with the gods for the future of the world should be You wouldn’t become the Demon King’s subordinates, so why did you and the goddess Wolbachna become the Demon King’s army cadres?”

"It's because the Demon King is so annoying that we agreed to maintain the barrier and give the Demon King's army a reputation as a cadre." Barnier walked out of the sarcophagus, sat down cross-legged, and helplessly spread his hands: "Then? What are you going to do? Who are you? Among humans, you are still the second... No, Wiz was already a lich at that time. You should be the first among humans that we can't see through. Is there something important? "

"Of course, but before that I have another question... You are a devil, right? I remember that the devils in this world like most the negative emotions of humans, so what is your attitude towards humans? What's it like?"

"Foolish question, of course I like it! Human beings are gourmet food-making machines. We will not harm or kill such things as killing the goose that lays eggs. Whenever a human being is born, we will run around happily."

"No, wait, doesn't it create negative emotions by hurting someone without killing them? Where will the negative emotions come from if you don't do anything?"

"This is a problem with your understanding. Saying it is negative emotions is actually just a broad term. What I like is not sadness, pain and despair. What I like is..."

"...I guess it's disappointing." Thinking of what he had just said, that he had been waiting in the dungeon for almost a year, An Luo couldn't help but was speechless... Is this guy really a devil? ? To have such perseverance to stay in a narrow sarcophagus for a year, just to see people's expressions of frustrated hopes, is simply poisonous.

"Yes! That's why I've been waiting here for almost a year. What I'm most looking forward to is watching the adventurers! After working hard to conquer the maze, the last treasure I saw has been taken away by me first, and I took it from the treasure box. When it pops out! That feeling of disappointment and madness is my favorite!"

"You are really a wicked person...although I am not qualified to say so."

Facing Barnier's enthusiastic explanation, An Luo, who no longer wanted to say anything, shook his head silently and then told him his purpose of coming, and frankly expressed his hope that he could join his plan.

After Barnier listened carefully to An Luo's words, he thought for a while, then shrugged and said:

"Although we personally want to join this action that sounds very interesting and can save mankind, we also have our own things to do."

"...You've been lying in the underground city for almost a year. Aren't you so busy that you exploded?" An Luo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, not believing his words at all.

"Isn't it rude to say that you are too busy to explode? This is me realizing our dream!"

"Huh? Does a great demon who rivals gods also have dreams?"

"I have existed for almost forever, so from the beginning, I have had a heroic desire for destruction, that is, after consuming extreme negative emotions, I will pass away gorgeously! Originally, I planned to build a dungeon by myself and send out my My subordinates are guarding inside, but... there is no money."

"That's really a reason why reality is too much."

"So! I discovered a year ago that the difficulty of this dungeon is also very high. I just used it and waited for the adventurers to go through hardships and dangers to get here. I was disappointed when they found out that it was me in the sarcophagus, but I told them that the place under the sarcophagus was A real treasure!" When telling his dream, Barnier became more and more excited as he spoke. He waved his hands and said excitedly: "When they started the final battle with me and finally defeated me, they found that the treasure box under the sarcophagus was empty. When the pieces of paper are confused, disappointed, and crazy, we who watch this scene will definitely feel the highest negative emotions! We just want to watch this scene lead to destruction! It’s just..."

"...It's so remote here that no one comes here."

"Yes! I have been thinking about this for almost a year! I finally figured it out! This place is too remote and no adventurers come here! Choosing here is our biggest mistake! Now we have to find a way to get some money and change to a better place. Build a dungeon! Start our dream again!"

"..."

While understanding that this guy's bad taste is worse than his own, and his execution ability is too strong, An Luo deeply realizes that this guy is more cruel than he thought, considering all aspects.

Faced with this devil who didn't know how to evaluate him, he covered his face with one hand and thought for a long time before making a suggestion.

"Well, don't you want to build an underground city? I will give you 100 million to support you after the project is completed."

"Oh? 100 million? This is not a small sum. Can you afford it? And 100 million is too low, right?"

"It's okay. I still have a lot of savings. Although I don't have that much savings now, the princess does have a lot of money. It shouldn't be a problem to add a little more."

"Princess? Oh~ how about three billion?" Lion Barnier opened his mouth and stretched out three fingers.

"One hundred million and one."

"——Hey, hello? That's not how bargaining works! 1 Is this what happened 1?! At least raise it to 1 million? Are you really sincere?!"

"Okay, one hundred and one million."

"I'm talking about you!....Forget it, one billion, one billion, I will lend you my power for the time being."

"No, is it too expensive?"

"I'm a big devil! Why is one billion so expensive?! It's so cheap that I feel ashamed!"

"Let's do this, let's each take a step back, 200 million."

"Three hundred million! This is our bottom line! It cannot be lowered any lower!"

"Okay, deal."

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After a while of haggling, I didn't want to push too hard and make the other party give up the deal, so I readily agreed to the price of 300 million.

He was happy, but Barnier was very depressed. The face under the mask showed a complicated expression, and he sighed: "...It's so troublesome to communicate with people who can't see through it. I'm actually going to be raped by a mere three hundred million people." Driven.”

"Well, don't say that. Anyway, let me confirm it first. You won't regret it, right?"

"Don't underestimate the devil, kid. We are different from the fraud syndicates that usually do nothing like the goddess and just talk about how you can be saved if you believe in me, and you can go to heaven by donating money." The devil is very particular about contracts, even if they are verbal, you can rest assured to trust me."

"Okay...but let's sign a formal contract first."

Regarding the inherent image of the devil, An Luo couldn't believe Barnier, so he proposed a contract, but Barnier did not refuse and chanted a mantra casually: "Contract."

Just like the magic of "binding", in a burst of dark purple light, a roll of parchment containing magic flew out automatically.

"Of course you have to use devil's language when signing the contract. The punishment for the violator can be determined by himself and executed by the will of hell. How about it? Do you want to sign the contract? Or what kind of punishment do you want?"

"Of course I sign, but...can you teach me the devil language before signing the contract?"

"Devil language? Yes, yes, but in this short period of time..."

"It's okay. You'll learn it soon. You can basically figure it out by the early morning. All the phrases should be solved by tomorrow. How about I pay an extra one million?"

"50000000."

"No, it's just half a day. If you charge me 50 million, won't your conscience hurt? Are you still a human being?! What's the matter with your sudden increase of fifty times? Isn't it too much?"

"We are not human in the first place, we are devils."

"...That's right, two million."

"Boy, Devil's language is the most advanced language in the world, and it is also a special kind of magic. I am willing to teach you because I am destined to you."

When it came to being destined, Barnier came closer and leaned down to observe him closely. He couldn't help but suddenly showed ecstasy: "Boy, we have felt very friendly from the beginning. It turns out that you are so suitable to be my friend." Heir."

"Huh? No...I have no interest in being a devil..."

"I am the leader of the seven demons in hell, right?"

"But don't demons have no gender?"

"To be precise, innate devils have no gender. When you inherit my territory, humans from all worlds, countless succubi in hell, little devils and acquired female devils, female fallen angels with genders, etc. Wait, all of them will take the initiative to seduce you, the first gendered Duke of Hell, right?"

"But the world I live in should have no rules of reincarnation."

"It's okay, it's okay. I understand that there are countless big and small worlds in the world, and all kinds of worlds exist. But as long as you and I learn the devil's language and the magic of high-level demons, your soul will be connected to hell."

It seems that because he found An Luo very suitable to be his successor, Barnier, who was looking forward to destruction but worried that no one would take care of his territory, was in a very good mood and said enthusiastically: "When you die, if I haven't died yet, I will go and pick you up myself." You go to hell! After we complete our wish to be shattered and disappear, you will be the new Duke of Hell to lead the demons!"

"I don't want to die yet, please allow me to think about it for a while..."

"It's okay! My wish will not be fulfilled so quickly, and it doesn't matter to me for hundreds, a thousand, or even tens of thousands of years. We will wait until you die, but it is not impossible to cultivate you before that."

Barnier changed his previous attitude of bargaining, but still wanted money after all. He enthusiastically set a preferential price of 10 million, lit candles directly in the dungeon, and taught Anluo the devil language.

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Considering that the other party is a devil after all, the devil's language may not be completely accurate, so An Luo did not sign the contract immediately. Instead, he learned the devil magic of "contract" to verify it. He summoned several skeletons to make a devil contract with each other and tested it dozens of times. Only then did Barnier officially sign a contract with him under the sight of a wry smile.

Looking at the side where the skeleton had been before, Barnier couldn't help but sigh to An Luo, who deliberately let the skeleton break the contract on the other side: "You are really not a demon, it's a pity for the talent, even the poor innocent skeleton has been given to hell. It was taken."

Chapter 12: Embracing Rich Lolita’s Thigh·Mobile Fortress Destroyer

"It is a thing without thought, so going to hell is also an option, right? After all, humans themselves eat animals, and even monks eat plants, and even plants are alive. If we really count all the living animals in this world Who is not a devil?"

Regarding Barnier's malicious slander, An Luo just shrugged nonchalantly, then walked ahead towards the exit of the maze, and said without looking back: "I don't know if Wiz is still outside now. But we’ve been here for a long time, so it’s better to go out and have a look quickly, and... I’m hungry and sleepy now and must go back right away.”

"Is Wiz here too? Then I bet that she will still be waiting outside. Do you want to bet? How about one million?"

"No bet, you must have used your ability to see through and see directly outside."

"Oh~ you are really cautious enough. Although I am a demon, I will not cheat casually. Or do you treat demons differently?" Barnier spread his hands helplessly and kept complaining about his treatment of demons. Attitudes, there are obvious differences in the treatment of problems.

Even though An Luo ignored him completely, he still talked all the way until they walked out of the dungeon.

..... As expected, Wiz, whose hair was soaked with dew, was standing outside, but he was swaying, and his eyes seemed to have turned into whirlpools.

The lich is clearly undead, and is the king among the undead. The lich's vitality is extremely strong and his lifespan is almost as long as that of a demon. Even if he works for many days without rest, or even without rest at all, there will be no problem. At least in theory, it should be This won't happen.

"Barnier, what's going on with this guy?" An Luo poked curiously. Wiz greeted them with a silly smile when he saw them coming out. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at the demon on the side and asked if the situation was normal.

"Who knows, this magician who hates getting married because he is worried about dying alone, used to be a fighting adventurer who was famous in the Demon King's army, but now he has become such a virtuous person... Human beings are really amazing. Ah, even if the time passes in the blink of an eye, there will be such a big change."

"...This, this kind of virtue still... hates to marry... Mr. Barnier is too much! What did you say! I, I am obviously just a kind lich now ! Nothing has changed!"

Barnier's harsh comment made Wiz suddenly wake up from his half-asleep state, and kept grumbling in protest against the comment.

"...Can I ask that? How old was Miss Weisz when she died? Why did she hate getting married?"

How old do you have to be before you want to get married as soon as possible? An Luo was very curious. After all, Wiz looked like he was only about 20 years old, so he wouldn't be that old.

Could it be said that for people in the Middle Ages, twenty years old was considered old? Sure enough... I should take a good look at the history books in this area when I go back, but if you look at the average life span, 20 years old is indeed a long time.

Not understanding An Luo's confusion, Wiz was so shocked that his eyes burst into tears: "Even Mr. An Luo is like this! You are going too far!"

"Is it too much? I guess it was sixteen years old, right? It's such a pity to die so young, and at this age, there is no need to care about whether to marry or not."

"Really, really? Does Mr. An Luo really think I'm sixteen?!"

"Of course, isn't it?"

"Don't be like this, don't be like this! It's so embarrassing~!" Wiz covered his face shyly, found something from his pocket, and stuffed it directly into An Luo's hand: "This is a somewhat belated meeting gift."

An Luo subconsciously looked at the thing in his hand, only to find that it was a high-quality magic crystal. He immediately changed his attitude towards Wiz: "Thank you! Sister Wiz! This guy Barnier is really too much! It is indeed worthy of being said. Is he a devil? He actually said that a young and beautiful girl like Sister Wiz would be worried about dying alone? She would hate getting married! It’s completely slander! It’s simply unforgivable!”

"That's right! Mr. Barnier is too much!" Wiz frankly expressed his joy, almost smiling as he said with a smile: "When we get back, I'll treat you to a drink. I'll treat you to a drink. I'm a companion from my adventurer days." This is the bar where I plan to drink again after I retire~! Anyway, that person doesn’t understand the quality of wine~”

"My friend... Sure enough, something went wrong when he was switching races, right?" Barnier, who was standing aside and did not join the conversation, kept shaking his head with one hand on his forehead: "Although it was not considered a big deal before. He is shrewd and has a silly side, but now his brain structure has become so simple that this bad boy immediately forgot about it after a few words of praise... Could it be that he was too tired after standing outside for too long and his mind was not clear? "

In fact, the two of them studied in the dungeon for almost three days. Although Wiz could continue working if he worked for too long, he would become stupid.

The Devil's Language is more complicated than An Luo imagined, and it also has a magical quality. Those with low mental power (magic power) will be affected, let alone learning, even watching. By the way, skeletons are used to test whether there are problems with the Devil's Language, so time is wasted. Much longer.

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After returning to Axel City, An Luo immediately went to treat the arm wound that was simply treated in the dungeon; but because it was not treated for too long, even if it was treated with magic, it still left a scar.

"I have to say, boy, not only are you a good character, but your enthusiasm for learning is also a role model for the devil."

Looking at An Luo who was eating quickly in the guild tavern, Barnier looked at his arm that was still full of blood, and couldn't help but think of the way he ignored the pain of the wound and studied hard during the three days in the dungeon.

"Even if you praise me as a devil's model, I won't be happy. Are you deliberately trying to hurt me?"

"How could that be? I'm very serious."

"...it's too much to be serious. I think I'm still very kind, or maybe a devil like you is too unlike a devil, but compared to this..." An Luo swallowed the words in his mouth. Rou, looked at Barnier: "How about teaching me combat skills like devil's magic and swordsmanship?"

"Isn't this part of the contract?"

"Why not? The contract states that you can do whatever I want during this period."