Overgeared

She was being watched by Baal’s familiar. Upon learning this new fact, Rose felt joy, not panic. The only great demon among players.

Who else but me is the right person to be Baal’s Contractor, a position that is currently vacant?

The thoughts that had been hidden in the dark rose to the surface. Baal’s surveillance came with mixed interest.

‘My loyalty to Amoract... I don’t need to keep it.’

It was purely because of Amoract that Rose became a great demon. However, Rose hadn’t seen any benefits to being a great demon. The strength gained in exchange for many inconveniences had been repeatedly trampled on before it could even see the light. At every important moment, she only had memories of meeting the Overgeared Guild and being crushed.

It wasn’t because Rose was incompetent. Rose participated in large-scale quests every time, but each time, she was pushed in terms of strategy and tactics because the leadership positions were empty. Among the demons, the clever ones were rare. In the first place, the clever ones didn’t go to war. They were busy working secretly and taking care of their own interests.

In any case, Rose didn’t feel the need to be loyal to Amoract. Rose thought it would be more convenient to be by Baal’s side, rather than being on the side of Amoract, who was obsessed with Yura even though Rose was beside her. In the first place, Baal was the 1st ranked Great Demon. She had to get on his ship well.

‘Let’s accept the scouting offer!’

“Filth.”

“W-What?” Rose questioned Agnus, who was cursing.

It was stinging, like Agnus had read her heart. However, Agnus’ gaze was fixed on her back, not on Rose. It was on the wriggling and swaying darkness.

Baal’s familiar.

“That shadow is Baal’s filth. The moment you step foot into hell, everyone will have that filth in their shadows. Baal isn’t watching over you because he thinks you are special.”

Agnus only discovered this after he was disqualified from being Baal’s Contractor. The moment when he was exhausted and weakened, the filth that had been attached to his shadow popped out. It recovered the power he had built up as Baal’s Contractor...

Agnus understood many things from then on. How did Baal know most of what was going on in hell like it was on the palm of his hand? What means did he use to ‘absorb’ and ‘transfer’ the power of dead demons and demonic creatures?

“Contrary to its appearance, hell is under the complete control of Baal. It is no more or less than Baal’s playground. There is nothing more worthless than having a purpose or finding meaning there.”

All beings bound to hell ultimately had their fates determined according to Baal’s will. Agnus had actually witnessed it several times. The sight of the demons, who were saved by Baal, gained strength due to Baal, and praised Baal, only to be eventually betrayed by Baal, ridiculed, cursed at, and killed due to Baal. All those who associated with Baal would face the same end.

“A-Amoract is different, right?” Rose asked with an awkwardly stiff face. She was reminded of Agnus’ personality. Agnus was a madman in everyone’s eyes, but he rarely spoke empty words. One of the reasons why he was treated like crazy and hated by people was due to his outspoken attitude of always telling the truth. He was a person who had no lies or pretenses because he didn’t intend to get along with people. That was Agnus.

“Isn’t her existence itself too much of a curse to trust her?” Agnus answered immediately without thinking about it.

The Great Demon of Conflict—a curse that drove people into a frenzy just by looking into her eyes. Someone who faced her would perceive an ally as an enemy. Even legends couldn’t resist it. A long time ago, Agnus had experienced it firsthand. He had encountered Amoract, who visited Baal’s palace.

-Agnus, your tongue has grown longer.

Baal’s familiar emerged from Rose’s shadow and opened his mouth. No, there was no organ called a mouth. A voice permeated his mind every time the black smoke rose. It had an unsightly appearance, but Agnus knew this was a prominent figure despite his outward appearance.

The eyes and ears of Baal.

[Asura’s Fragment]

the three evils of the beginning. It wasn’t particularly surprising. Among the gods, it could be debated that the only one

have to discuss hell when

qualifications do I need to talk about a pile of shit? This stupid jerk.” Agnus was honest

resurrect my

in the days when he was trying to achieve that futile goal, so there

“W-Wait. Is this okay?”

took a certain shape. A great demon naturally resisted most status abnormalities, but this was an exception. In the end, she felt a terrible fear from the fragment of Asura, which completed

clearly directed toward Agnus, Rose, and the villagers. It was an attempt to eliminate all witnesses. No, it could be killing intent for no reason. A

“It should be fine.”

wasn’t the main body, it was just one of billions of

because Agnus ordered some skeletons to ‘protect the

is

for his contempt of the weak. He was called a mad dog because he hated and harmed the weak as if they didn’t deserve to live. It was often rumored that he didn’t treat women harshly, but of course, it was just a rumor. Yet at this moment, Agnus was protecting people. He made no distinction between men and women and gave priority to caring for the weak. He seemed no different from

needed to shake off the notoriety he had built up in

nearly 15 years. Doing good deeds now wouldn’t change people’s perceptions of

end, it

but he wanted to get rid

you should live as a villain

cooperated with Agnus. It was obvious that she would also be a target of Asura if she remained still. After solving the misunderstandings, she had to survive and obtain the

first exchanged some blows. It was because the fragment of Asura only had

that a familiar is on the level

had seen during the Great Human and

also Baal’s familiar, but he had a power equivalent to a single digit great demon. The same was

a small part of Asura. It meant it could only exert the strength of a fingernail or a hair compared to the main body. Even so, he was on par with a great demon. At this point, wasn’t

Asura’s identity was. It was for a very short time. It was a

a huge 20% of her health was blown away with one blow. It was a destructive power she had never experienced even against the Overgeared Guild. Her

humans had been traveling freely to hell and

like right

-Kikil! Kikikik!

started to gather from all directions and burst out laughing. He seemed to be the type that maintained

take the

trembled

who was questioning it while blinking her big eyes, “They are the ones who did me a favor when I was lost and

of you...? Isn’t it because of me? This wouldn’t have happened if

the one who touched

position where he must bear the invasion of demons one

just that Baal’s Contractor was a villain. He could only achieve his purpose by hurting people, so he was forced to turn away from his true heart. His desire to save

the best pen and paper in the world in return. Shouldn’t you have a lot

which was revealed through his long sleeves. White bones without

was likely to be one of the few players she could interact with. If possible, she wanted

“I understand.”