The Author's POV

"Your excellency, if I may ask…"

Taking a knee on the ground before Duke Azonech, the demon paused halfway through his sentence, waiting for the Duke's confirmation.

He got it soon enough.

"...You may ask."

"Thank you."

The servant thanked the Duke. Secretly, he tried his best to stop himself from smiling.

'As expected of the Duke, he does not suspect anything.'

In reality, he wasn't merely asking out of curiosity. He was asking so that he could report what was going to the other Duke.

It was a secret order that he had received before he had left.

By doing this, he was treading a thin line, but as soon as he remembered the rewards promised to him by the other Duke, all of his fear dissipated.

It was simply too tempting.

With his head lowered, he proceeded to ask something that he had been curious about.

"Why did you tell that human to keep the Overlord alive?"

It was well known that the current Overlord was close to breaking through to the next level. What the servant was curious about was why the Duke didn't have any intentions of killing him directly.

His question was answered not long after.

"It's because I'm planning on giving him a contract."

Upon hearing those words, the servant looked surprised.

But it soon replaced it with a look of understanding.

"….Understood your excellency."

Everything quickly puzzled itself together inside of the servant's mind as he made sure to remember everything.

The Duke's plan was rather simple. He was planning on taking the Blood Prince to his side. Everything was starting to make sense to the demon as he came up with one conclusion.

'He wants to be the sole owner of the arena.'

In spite of this, he immediately began to sweat profusely after coming to such a conclusion.

His command over the Blood Prince would inevitably give him more power than the other Duke thus forcing him to give him control over the arena.

As his thoughts paused there, the demon felt cold chills run down his spine.

'As expected of Duke Azenoch, ruthless as ever.'

Unfortunately for the Duke, what he didn't know was that the demon he shared this information with worked for the other Duke. He was simply crippling himself.

"Do you have any other questions to ask?"

Jolting him out of his thoughts was the Duke's voice that reverberated throughout the whole room.

Lowering his head further, the servant quickly shook his head.

"…No your excellency."

'This is enough. The Duke will certainly reward me after I tell him this.'

Thinking such thoughts, he tried his best to suppress his excitement.

"Good."

But it was then that a powerful force suddenly permeated the air, causing the servant to feel a rush of energy.

"Ughk."

With a pained groan, he suddenly found himself stuck on the ground, unable to lift his head due to the sheer pressure that was bearing down on him from above

"W…what?!"

breathing, the

doing this to

him, the Duke's cold voice echoed throughout

that you would live

servant's eyes

'He knew!'

this possible? He had taken all possible precautions to hide this fact, how was it possible for

"Your excellency!"

He screamed.

"I won't tell anyone—"

grown a little impudent recently,, haven't you? Asking me

face sunk as the pressure coming out of his body rose even more.

like a helpless prey that had been

case. But it didn't seem

the servant

"Your…excellency, please, I can…exp—"

I won't kill you

hearing those words, the servant's face relaxed

that didn't last for long as his

I kill you now, that bastard will find

***

At the same time.

"This is not bad."

the room in front of me, I looked around

me, it had a bed big enough for me to fit in,

my new

only now

Quite the lazy bunch.

first thing I did upon entering my room was head

to keep note of

probably heavily surveilled, so I need to keep low for

conversation I had with SilverMoon not too long ago was confirmation

I had done most of my preparations

do was carry them out at

little

the bed and covering my eyes with

start training at this point, but since I had forced my way to rank, I needed time to stabilize

only reason why I was

been anyone else, they would've been in a

relaxed on the bed with my arm covering my face, I thought of

going to get my

rule of the arena was that the winner would take all of the loser's possessions, including their resources. It

resources, I found most of them to be

to be honest, I really didn't hold any interest in any of their resources. Having

would be able to use resources to

"Oh well…"

wasn't because I

were a couple of things that I needed to say

couple of very

***

or

phone in his hands. He was

phone with one hand, staring at himself reflected on the

to look through the rain to see

have a feeling that things won't go well

fear each and every new post he sent as he recalled

me, what

"Ugh."

let out a

"Damn it, Ren."

place, he couldn't be

web, he would receive

lot of money. At least a couple

be expected. With the amount of fame he had due to his past achievements, he had a lot of followers. And they were growing each

reached a point where he had more followers than most high-profile

for him to get sponsorship and endorsement