The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 122

Chapter 122: 1st Rank (3)

The next morning after arriving at the Demon Lord’s Castle.

“Today is the day you ascend to 1품, so please tidy up Big Master-nim’s attire one more time.”

“Understood.”

“Style his hair back to emphasize his charisma.”

“Understood.”

“Don’t overdo the makeup, focus on the eyebrows and lips.”

“Understood.”

Jung Minwoo was being groomed by the Head Butler and the attendants.

‘…This isn’t necessary.’

Originally, he planned to head to his office within the Demon Lord’s Castle without any special preparations.

‘But they insisted on not letting me go without a proper send-off on the day I become 1품…’

At the Head Butler’s strong request, Jung Minwoo had no choice but to undergo the makeover.

‘Well, I guess my face does look more handsome after being groomed.’

The expert touch was evident; Jung Minwoo’s face transformed with every movement of their hands.
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‘If this were Earth, they would have made a name for themselves as a top makeup artist.’

As he was getting his makeup done with such frivolous thoughts.

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“We are all done.”

The Head Butler bowed his head and informed him that the preparations were complete.

“Good work.”

“You speak of hard work. It is our happiness to serve Big Master-nim.”

“…Is that so? Thank you.”

Jung Minwoo awkwardly nodded and rose from his seat.

“Allow me to escort you.”

The Head Butler stood beside him and offered to guide him.

Since the mansion and the Demon Lord’s Castle were close, he thought about declining.

“Please do.”

He knew the Head Butler wouldn’t listen even if he said he would go alone, so he decided to accept the escort.

After arriving at the Demon Lord’s Castle by carriage, Jung Minwoo.

‘I’m finally going to become 1품.’

Entered the Demon Lord’s Castle with a face full of anticipation.

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‘Baal said he’d be here in an hour, so I have plenty of time.’

Jung Minwoo was heading towards Satan’s office when.

“Jung Minwoo.”

A familiar voice called out from behind.

‘Who is it?’

Turning his head towards the source of the voice.

‘Lucifer?’

There stood Lucifer with a bored expression.

“It’s been a while.”

Jung Minwoo bowed his head in greeting.

“Indeed, it has. By the way, are you on your way to the Demon Lord’s office?”

Lucifer returned the greeting and asked.

“Yes, I’m heading to the office now.”

Nodding in reply.

“Excellent. Let’s head to the office together.”

Lucifer approached him and suggested they go to the office together.

“Do you have business at the office, Lucifer-nim?”

“Business… Yes, I have very important business.”

At Jung Minwoo’s question, Lucifer suddenly gave a meaningful smile.

“There is no more important task than witnessing Baal’s contorted face.”

He explained the nature of his business.

In short, he was going to tease Baal.

“I understand. Let’s go together.”

“Let’s.”

And so, Jung Minwoo and Lucifer headed towards Satan’s office.

Meanwhile, Baal.

‘Damn it, if I hadn’t lost that bet, I wouldn’t have to go to the Demon Lord’s Castle…’

Was preparing to go to the Demon Lord’s Castle as per Satan’s orders.

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‘It’s all because of that bastard…’

Baal glared fiercely at Katra, who was standing beside him.

‘…It’s all because I chose this guy that this mess happened.’

He wanted to punish Katra severely, but.

‘I have to hold back…’

On the day Katra returned after the bet, he relayed that he had set up a new bet with Jung Minwoo, and Baal decided to postpone the punishment.

‘If he becomes a Demon Lord, he will be a great asset to me.’

Of course, other Demon Lords had also joined forces to oust the Demon Lord, but it was difficult to fully trust them since they were all ‘Demon Lords’ themselves.

On the other hand, Katra was newly contracted, so if he became a Demon Lord, Baal would gain a trustworthy subordinate.

‘He may have lost the bet, but he is undeniably capable.’

If Katra hadn’t passed this 1품 promotion exam, Baal would have taken his life as punishment for mocking him.

As he continued to glare at Katra.

“It must be difficult, but please endure this humiliation. In the end, the demon who will have the last laugh will be Baal-nim.”

Katra said with a serious expression, offering his advice.

“Shut up. I don’t want to talk to you right now.”

“As you wish.”

“Tsk!”

Baal clicked his tongue and then.

“I will be going to the Demon Lord’s Castle.”

“Have a safe trip.”

He immediately headed towards the Demon Lord’s Castle.

A short while later, arriving in front of Satan’s office, Baal.

‘I really don’t want to go in here.’

He stood there with his hand on the doorknob, not entering.

‘He’s definitely going to make fun of me.’

The thought of Satan sneering at him made his feet refuse to move.

‘Sigh, but I can’t just stand here forever.’

It’s better to face the music sooner rather than later. It would be better to quickly use the ‘Rank Pass Ticket’ and ‘Demon Lord’s Authority’ on Jung Minwoo and leave this place.

‘Alright, let’s go in.’

Steeling himself, Baal opened the door and entered.

“Oh, you’re here?”

As expected, Satan greeted him with a sneer.

“I greet the Demon Lord-nim.”

Baal bowed his head with a grimace.

“Your expression is quite unpleasant for someone greeting the Demon Lord-nim. Your lack of manners hasn’t changed even after all this time.”

Lucifer, who was sitting next to him, clicked his tongue and interjected.

‘…I see you came to witness my humiliation.’

Baal suppressed his boiling rage with immense patience.

“It’s been a while, Demon Lord-nim.”

A grating voice reached his ears.

“…Yes, it has been a while.”

Baal lifted his head and, with the most composed expression he could muster, returned Jung Minwoo’s greeting.

“The Demon Lord-nim’s support must be truly beneficial. To think you even won a bet against a 2nd Rank demon.”

And then, Baal subtly tried to belittle Jung Minwoo’s achievement while pretending to praise the Demon Lord.

“Indeed. If I had accepted the Demon Lord-nim’s offer during the Competition, I wouldn’t be enjoying such luxury.”

However, the cunning chick didn’t back down and instead turned the tables, making fun of him.

Grit―

Baal wanted to punch Jung Minwoo’s face right then and there, but.

‘…I have to endure.’

He couldn’t afford to give Satan any reason to find fault with him, so he had no choice but to endure.

‘Sigh, I really don’t want to do this.’

The thought of Jung Minwoo ascending to 1품 because of him made his stomach churn.

‘Is there a way to avoid giving it to him?’

He knew it was a pointless thought, but he genuinely didn’t want to give it to him, so he couldn’t help but ponder.

‘Let’s just get this over with and go back.’

Just as he was about to fulfill the terms of the bet.

‘…Wait a minute.’

A past conversation he had with Jung Minwoo flashed through his mind.

‘Right after we made the bet, that chick said something like this.’

That if he went between his legs 100 times, barked like a dog 100 times, and apologized 100 times while calling him “Minwoo-nim,” he would forget about the bet.

‘It’s absolutely impossible for a Demon Lord to do such a thing…’

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Katra’s words came to mind: “Even if you lose this time, you’ll be the one smiling in the end.”

‘If he remains at 3품, that chick will never be able to defeat Katra.’

Moreover, Jung Minwoo, having lost the bet, would face a gruesome death.

‘If I just swallow my pride once, everything will be resolved.’

However, since it was a verbal agreement, he needed to confirm before acting on it.

Gulp―

Baal swallowed nervously and cautiously spoke.

“Is that offer still valid?”

“What are you referring to?”

“…Didn’t you say you’d forget about the bet if I went between your legs?”

Jung Minwoo looked momentarily taken aback by his words, then.

“Would that be acceptable?”

He frowned and replied.

“…”

“Are you seriously taking that joke literally?”

“…”

“It seems you really don’t want to fulfill the terms of the bet, Demon Lord-nim. To think you’d even ask such a thing, sacrificing your pride.”

“…”

“Forget it. Just use the ‘Rank Pass Ticket’ and ‘Demon Lord’s Authority’ quickly.”

At Jung Minwoo’s words, Baal trembled without a word.

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‘…You! How dare you mock me?’

It was the first time in five years that he had suffered such a humiliating insult.

‘Alright, I’ll make sure to hold you accountable for the sin of humiliating a Demon Lord later.’

Baal firmly resolved to kill Jung Minwoo before Katra even became a Demon Lord.

‘After I kill you, I’ll scatter your innards across the Celestial Realm.’

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Furthermore, he decided to kill all the demons who followed Jung Minwoo to eliminate any potential threats.

“…Fine. I will fulfill the promise as per the bet.”

Baal immediately used the ‘Rank Pass Ticket’ and ‘Demon Lord’s Authority’, then.

“I have urgent matters to attend to, so I will take my leave.”
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He bowed to Satan to excuse himself.

“Alright, you may go.”

“Pfft, off you go.”

Satan and Lucifer, who had been observing the situation, covered their mouths and waved at Baal.

Grit―

“…Understood.”

Baal, his face flushed, hurriedly left the office.

Meanwhile, Jung Minwoo, who had been reading Baal’s inner thoughts through ‘Mind’s Eye’.

‘…He’s going to kill my comrades?’

Sneered inwardly, burning with a desire for revenge.

‘Will it really go as you planned?’

Jung Minwoo was determined to make Baal pay dearly for trying to harm his comrades when.

【Your Rank has been raised from 3품 to 2품 by using the ‘Rank Pass Ticket’.】

A message window appeared before his eyes.

‘I’ll decide how to make him pay later. For now, it’s better to focus on my Rank.’

Putting aside thoughts of Baal, he concentrated on the message window.
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【Your Rank has been raised from 2품 to 1품 by using the ‘Demon Lord’s Authority’.】

As soon as the message window confirming his ascension to 1품 appeared.

Boom――!

“Ugh!”

An unprecedented sense of omnipotence surged through his body.

“Gasp!”

He struggled to maintain his composure as the overwhelming demonic energy washed over him like a tsunami.

【Your Rank has increased, granting you the right to challenge the Demon Lord’s Throne.】

【However, you can only challenge the 72nd ranked Demon Lord’s Throne.】

A message window popped up, informing him that he had earned the right to challenge a Demon Lord’s position.

‘…Good, I’m almost there.’

The thought that he was just one step away from achieving his goal fueled his motivation.

‘I can’t leave it like this, I should try to control this newfound demonic energy.’

Jung Minwoo assumed a cross-legged position and focused on absorbing the demonic energy.

About ten hours later.

‘…Phew, I’m finally done.’

He managed to absorb the newly acquired demonic energy.

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As he stretched and opened his eyes.

“Congratulations on becoming 1품.”

“You’re no longer a fledgling.”

Satan and Lucifer congratulated him.

“…Have you been waiting for me all this time?”

He asked, his voice laced with surprise.

“Of course. It’s a momentous occasion for a subordinate to achieve 1품. A superior can’t be absent for that, can they?”

“He’s going to be a pillar of support for the Demon Lord-nim in the future, so we couldn’t miss it.”

Satan and Lucifer explained as if it were obvious.

“…Thank you.”

Jung Minwoo bowed his head in gratitude.

“When are you planning to challenge the Throne?”

Satan asked about his future plans.

“I plan to challenge the Throne within 100 years.”

Jung Minwoo, having already made up his mind, answered without hesitation.

“…100 years? Isn’t that too short?”

“It’s more than enough time.”

At his confident reply, Satan chuckled and said.

“Well, I guess you could pull it off within 100 years.”

“You can look forward to it.”

“Alright, I’ll throw you a grand party when you become a Demon Lord.”

“I’ll be looking forward to it.”

Afterward, Jung Minwoo, seen off by Satan and Lucifer, returned to his mansion.