An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

‘Sure enough… I knew it would be like this. Everything has a price tag, and can be discussed and traded. It’s worthy of being a devil—no, it should be said that it’s worthy of Asmodeus himself. ’

“Ha.”

Noshil chuckled. Everyone knows that devils value contracts and conspiracies, and disdain violent means, but these guys are born evil demons, how could every one of them be so particular? So the main reason why all devils follow the above principles is because of the devil king in front of him, and the [ruby scepter] beside him.

Noshil stared at the ruby ​​scepter that Asmodeus leaned on the table and chair. After ascending to the godlike state, he can now trigger the ability to read item information on the panel by observing with his eyes, and in his field of vision, he can clearly see the origin of this scepter and its abilities.

[Ruby Scepter] is a powerful artifact that Asmodeus must be forced to carry. It was not Asmodeus himself who created this scepter. Its real creator is actually the master of the mechanical mirror of clock nirvana, the most orderly thing in the world, the absolute leader of the modrons, and the divine mechanical life form respected by the world as [Singularity].

In the distant past, [Singularity] was invited by the angels to participate in and preside over the trial of the fallen angel Asmodeus, but in that debate, Asmodeus used his eloquence to emphasize the connection between the contract and order, and put himself on the side of justice, so that [Singularity] considered Asmodeus' words and agreed with his ideas in this regard.

Afterwards, [Singularity] listened patiently to the angels' statements when one angel after another testified in court for his crimes. However, as the hours passed, condensed into days, and the days passed, condensed into weeks, more and more crimes committed by Asmodeus continued to enter the court records.

Even Singularity's patience had its limits, and eventually, the remaining angels eager to testify were told that only a few would be allowed to speak, and a fight broke out when one angel, Zariel, pushed his way to the front of the crowd and demanded to be heard.

In the end, Singularity refused to issue a final verdict, reprimanding the angels for their depravity and not punishing Asmodeus for his evil ways, but after that, he commanded that Asmodeus must always carry a powerful artifact of his creation, the Ruby Scepter.

This scepter would ensure that he always abided by the law, granting him and his minions the right to make pacts with mortals for their souls, and would also impose unavoidable punishment on any devil who violated such a pact.

[Singularity] The original intention of giving this artifact to Asmodeus was to limit his power, but later, Asmodeus used the power of this artifact to build the Nine Hells into what he wanted. This scepter that was supposed to limit his power also gave him supreme authority in the true sense.

In addition to being restricted by his duties, Asmodeus could not leave Hell and enter the main material plane at will. He can be regarded as the uncrowned king in the Nine Hells and even the entire outer plane, but - so what?

"I don't think I need to explain anything to you."

He did not accept Asmodeus' hospitality because Noshir deeply understood that if a devil suddenly appeared in front of you one day and hosted a banquet for you, then his purpose must be to trick you into signing an agreement. This is the case with ordinary devils, not to mention that the one in front of him is the devil king.

Therefore, Noshir rejected Him outright. He leaned [Matalotok] on the ground and carried [King's Axe] on his shoulders. The silver-gray divine power was like lightning, jumping on his body, cutting through the disguise of his mortal body. His two pairs of wings spread out wantonly, revealing his most real and powerful form!

"... I haven't even put forward my price yet, and you just rejected it outright. This is not the way to make a deal or negotiate a business."

Asmodeus took a sip of the red wine in the glass. Noshir's uncooperative attitude made Him lose interest in drinking. Although he didn't show it, he was already annoyed in his heart, but he still endured it, so that he could maintain the demeanor of the devil king.

"Arguing with the devil king is a rather stupid thing, so I have no intention of communicating and arguing with you. Asmodeus, your identity and power may make many people afraid of you, but this definitely does not include me. So from now on, there are only two ways for you and me to go."

Noshir did not say everything, but they both knew where the two roads led to, and Asmodeus knew in his heart that Noshir did this just to give Him a way out in public. If He himself was willing to take this step, then the next story would not develop too undignified, but if Asmodeus did not accept this step-

Well, in general, Noshir gave Him the right to choose, which means that Noshir is indeed as he said, he has enough confidence to compete with Him.

"...Is that so? What a pity, it's a waste of my hospitality. This bottle of Selene Ruby Wine is a treasure from another world. Unfortunately, it seems that I am destined to not be able to enjoy it."

Asmodeus stood up, raised his hand to recall the Ruby Scepter, and clapped his hands gently, and the stone chairs and tables disappeared instantly. He held the scepter and walked slowly towards Noshir, speaking continuously.

"If the weapons are gone, they can be rebuilt. If the legions are gone, they can be recruited again. Although those angels are annoying, it is refreshing to see those self-important idiots lowering their status to take advantage of loopholes. So I don't care about the above offenses, but you actually want to take away the generals I personally recruited. This-"

"I suggest you speak frankly."

Noshir's voice suddenly came from the side of Asmodeus, and at the same time, the giant axe that was almost on his neck appeared beside him. Asmodeus's blood-red evil eye instantly shrank into a pinpoint. Before, even with his powerful divine perception, he only saw a tiny afterimage, and the speed was too fast, so fast that even if he could see it completely, it was almost impossible for him to dodge every time.

"...Leave Bafomi behind, and you can go."

"Thank you, thank you for your clear response."

After putting away the battle axe, a smile finally appeared on Noshir's face. He waved slightly to Asmodeus, and then turned around, wanting to take the angels away from this hellhole first, but at this moment.

"It won't end so easily."

Noshir turned around again, but all he saw was the scarlet whirlwind brought by Asmodeus when he left.