The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 170

Chapter 170: The Prisoners’ Rebellion (1)

Alan Stern.

He was praised as the best hunter and was the first hunter to reach a level comparable to ‘Grand Sword Master’.

He had a grand dream of leading his tribe and one day establishing a nation.

And he succeeded in integrating other tribes and getting close to establishing a nation.

However, he only succeeded in getting close, and in the end, it ended in failure.

‘That damn pigeon appeared.’

That was because, with the appearance of the angel, everything turned to bubbles.

‘I didn’t know they would persecute me like this just because I don’t have a religion.’

Because the tribe itself solved their food problem through hunting, it didn’t align with the doctrines preached by Raphael.

This could have caused confusion in the identity of the tribe members, so he said he wouldn’t adopt a religion, but they attacked him because he refused.

At first, he strongly resisted, but he gave up resistance because the Pope persuaded him, saying he would save the tribe if he surrendered peacefully.

‘…I never dreamed it would be a lie.’

However, it was a lie to capture him, and except for a few strong members of the tribe, all other tribe members were executed.

‘…How dare you claim to be good while using such dirty tricks?’

He wanted to break the handcuffs on his wrist and go to the Holy Empire right now.

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‘…I didn’t know I’d be tied down by a single pair of handcuffs.’

As he wore the handcuffs made in the Celestial Realm, all his power was restricted.

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‘Sigh, am I going to spend my time like this and end my life…?’

He didn’t want to continue this humiliating life any longer, so he desperately wanted to end his life.

‘I can’t even die as I please.’

The artifact attached to the handcuffs was preventing him from doing so.

‘If I beg the guard to kill me, will it change…?’

Just as he was lost in thought, searching for a way to die because he had no attachment to life.

‘…No, I can’t die until I avenge my tribe.’

Alan came to his senses and burned with a desire for revenge.

‘I can’t be complacent like this.’

The only way to honor the memory of his tribe was to destroy the Holy Empire.

‘If I endure, an opportunity will come someday…’

The future was not so bleak when he thought about how he almost escaped when the Demon Lord invaded.

‘I wish a demon would appear and offer me a contract…’

Just as Alan was thinking that becoming a Demon Servant wouldn’t be bad.

Booooom!!!

“Ugh?”

With the sound of a giant club hitting the ground.
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Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble―

The prison located underground began to shake madly.

‘What’s going on?’

As he stuck his face out of the bars to grasp the situation.

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“We’re under attack!”

“Damn it, everyone grab your weapons!”

“Who the hell attacked us?”

“Quickly, request backup!”

The guards were busily moving around, grabbing their respective weapons.

‘Attack?’

Listening to their conversation, he realized that someone had invaded the prison.

‘Is there anyone who would invade this place?’

He didn’t know who invaded, but one thing was certain: it was an incredibly good situation for him.

‘Attacking this place means they need the power of the prisoners.’

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If they shared the same goal, he would gladly follow them; if not, he would fight and choose death.

As he waited for the invader with his face sticking out of the bars.

― Hmm, you possess quite a useful power.

Chills―

A slimy voice, as if stirring the dark abyss, flowed into his ears.

‘…A demon!’

Alan realized that the being talking to him was a demon.

‘This is my chance…!’

The demon was interested in him.

If he played his cards right, he could become a Demon Servant and achieve his revenge.

Thud―

“Th, thank you for your kind words!”

Alan prostrated himself on the floor and answered as politely as possible.

― You possess useful power and harbor deep hatred for the pigeons.

The demon muttered to himself in a voice full of interest.

“Y, yes! I hate the pigeons, and I want to kill the followers of the pigeons with my own hands!”

Alan answered forcefully in a slightly exaggerated voice to capture the demon’s heart.

― Then, I will make you an offer.

“I’m listening!”

― I will grant you great power through a contract. With that power, it won’t be difficult to attack the Holy Empire.

A very sweet offer.

‘It would be foolish to refuse this.’

Just as Alan was about to answer without hesitation.

― However, in return, you will only be able to live for 10 years from today. Will you accept this offer?

The demon added.

A 10-year terminal illness.

If he was someone with a strong desire for life, he would have hesitated to answer.

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“I will. No, please let me do it!”
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Alan answered without a moment’s hesitation.

His wife and children had already died at their hands long ago, so he wanted to return to his family as soon as possible after completing his revenge.

― …Wouldn’t it be better to think about it a little more? Once you make this contract, you can never break it.

Perhaps taken aback by the quick answer, the demon told him to think carefully before answering.

“My mind is made up!”

Alan showed his firm resolve.

― Alright, I will make the contract as you wish.

The demon answered that he would make the contract, and then.

Step, step, step.

He revealed himself along with black fog.

Black hair with two horns protruding from his forehead.

Golden and red eyes, and a trident tail on his buttocks.

Seeing the demon’s appearance in person sent shivers down his spine.

An overwhelming aura emanated from his very being.

“You will never regret this choice.”

The being with such an unapproachable aura spoke with a gentle smile.

“Ah, ah…”

On this day, Alan was reborn as a faithful follower of the demon.

Thus, Alan completed the contract and gained powerful strength.

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Jung Minwoo was busy corrupting the prisoners who were imprisoned after Alan.

‘I didn’t expect them all to make a contract.’

As a result, he was able to make a contract with all the higher beings.

‘With this many people, we should be able to break through the Holy Empire’s protective barrier without difficulty.’

The total number of corrupted individuals was 20,000.

The number wasn’t that high, but they all possessed power comparable to high-ranking officials, just below the leader.

‘Of course, it’s power gained temporarily.’

Even if they were a suicide squad, it would be meaningless if they couldn’t break through the barrier, so Jung Minwoo maximized the power of the Demon Servants.

‘I forcibly increased their power in exchange for their lives.’

If they made a contract in exchange for their lives, they could wield incredibly powerful strength even with a minimal amount of demonic energy.

It was quite an attractive method because it allowed them to gain a large amount of power quickly.

‘But there aren’t many who are willing to do it.’

Higher beings had a strong desire for life, so it was difficult to make a contract with them unless they were consumed by revenge like this.

‘Now that I’ve made a suicide squad, I should wait for the right time and attack when the hero leaves the Holy Empire.’

Just as Jung Minwoo was hoping that the hero would move quickly.

“…Minwoo.”

Elin approached and spoke to him.

“Elin? What’s going on?”

Jung Minwoo asked why she had come with a puzzled look.

“…I received a report that the hero has left in the direction of Isaac,”

Just in time, she informed him that the hero had left.

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“Oh, really?”

For a moment, Jung Minwoo smiled pleasantly at the perfect timing.

“But where did Venus go, and why are you reporting this?”

Jung Minwoo felt puzzled by Elin’s report and asked what Venus was doing.

“…She went to cross-check if the report we received a while ago is true.”

Jung Minwoo nodded at Elin’s explanation.

It was good to be suspicious and verify everything because it could be false information to set a trap.

‘I was going to make sure the information was correct, but she’s doing well on her own.’

Jung Minwoo felt a sense of satisfaction as he watched Venus, who acted on her own without him having to tell her anything.

‘After Venus returns, we can decide whether to send the suicide squad to the Holy Empire.’

It would take some time for Venus to return, so he decided to take this opportunity to reorganize the suicide squad.

“Alright, you can go back now.”

“…Okay.”

As Elin left the basement.

“Alan, go and put on all the equipment that was taken from you.”

He turned his gaze to Alan, who was prostrating himself, and gave him an order.

“If you don’t have the equipment you were wearing before, take off the guards’ equipment and wear it.”

“Yes, sir!”

Alan answered energetically and stood up from his spot with the other Demon Servants who were prostrating themselves behind him, and they walked outside.

About an hour passed.

“Demon Lord, everyone has equipped their gear!”

Alan returned to the basement with the other Demon Servants.

‘Fortunately, they seem to have left the equipment as it was.’

He was worried that they might have sold the equipment, but it seemed they didn’t, as everyone was wearing their gear.

“Good. Follow me.”

Jung Minwoo then led the suicide squad up to the surface.

Flap―

As if she had already finished checking, Venus was flapping her wings and flying towards them.

“Minwoo-nim.”

Venus landed on the island and approached him.

“How did it go?”

“I couldn’t find the hero anywhere. It seems he pretended to head towards Isaac, but hid himself in the Holy Empire and spread false information.”

“…Is that so?”

Jung Minwoo chuckled at the cute trick and fell into thought for a moment.

‘It’s a shame to let them sit around when we’ve gained such a large force, so how about using the suicide squad in a different way?’

It wouldn’t be bad to use this to accelerate the invasion.

‘When the hero can’t hold out any longer and comes out, we’ll attack the Holy Empire using the suicide squad.’

A simple and clear plan with guaranteed effectiveness.

‘And when the hero learns of this and tries to return to the Holy Empire, we’ll just defeat the suicide squad.’

He was convinced that if he kept chipping away at the hero’s strength like this, the hero would eventually collapse from exhaustion.

‘Alright, let’s do this.’

After finishing his thoughts, Jung Minwoo turned his gaze to the suicide squad and said.

“First, we will attack the nations that have become puppets of the Holy Empire.”

Alan tilted his head at the order.

“Demon Lord, shouldn’t we attack the Holy Empire directly…?”

He cautiously approached and asked.

“The hero is stationed in the Holy Empire. I don’t want you to die without getting your revenge.”

“Ah…”

“So, we will attack the Holy Empire after the hero leaves.”

“Ah, ah… Such profound meaning.”
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Alan looked dazed, as if he was impressed by Jung Minwoo’s warm heart that considered even the circumstances of higher beings.

“Then, gentlemen?”

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Jung Minwoo pointed to the tree connecting the continent and the island.

“Go and return the injustice you’ve suffered.”

He ordered them to invade the nations.

The prisoners who received the order.

“””Yes, sir!!!”””

They began to head towards the continent with faces full of madness.