The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Rok (2)

Meanwhile, Seir, who was directly witnessing Rok’s transformation in real time,

‘……Why is he getting so strong again?’

Felt anxious.

‘……I was already losing in strength before he transformed, what am I supposed to do if he gets stronger here?’

Although he held the 72nd rank, one step lower than himself, Seir was somehow losing in terms of total strength.

‘If this continues, I feel like I’ll really lose without even putting up a fight……’

No matter how superior his technique, he couldn’t win if the power gap was this wide.

‘Damn it…… If I had known this would happen, I should have taken a humble approach even if it hurt my pride.’

Seir regretted his previous attitude and wiped his face with his hands.

‘Should I kneel and beg now?’

He thought that if he used honorifics and begged Rok to appoint him as a Proxy, he might accept, but.

‘No matter how humble I try to be…… this is too much of a blow to my pride.’

In the end, he withdrew this thought because of his petty pride.

If Seir had truly knelt and begged, Rok would have accepted him as a ‘Proxy’.

However, Seir unknowingly kicked away his last chance.

‘Let’s put those thoughts aside and prepare to fight.’

Seir injected demonic energy into his lance and,

Whoosh—

As before, threw it high into the sky.

‘As soon as it starts, I’ll pierce your body with my lance.’

And with the intention of ending it from the start by overwhelming him, he poured out all his demonic energy and replicated the lance.

‘The number I can replicate has decreased due to the previous battle……’

The number was only half of what it was before.

Due to the aftermath of the battle, his demonic energy hadn’t fully recovered, so it was inevitable that the number had decreased.

‘But if I attack all at once, I should be able to inflict some damage.’

Anubis had shown signs of struggling at the beginning, so he hoped he could at least inflict some wounds.

‘When he’s wounded and panicking, I’ll take the opportunity to attack him directly and knock him unconscious.’

If he failed to inflict wounds, the ensuing fight would likely end with him getting beaten up.

‘So, I have to give it my all this time.’

When he had finished preparing for battle,

Flash—

Rok, who had been shrouded in demonic energy, revealed himself.

“Hmm?”

Seir was bewildered by his drastically changed appearance.
T h i s w a s co p i e d fr om k i n g m tl . or g

Just a moment ago, he was a goofy-looking frog, but now he had transformed into a charismatic figure.

‘Not only his appearance, but his atmosphere has changed too……’

The dignity befitting a Demon Lord.

Seir found himself shrinking back from Rok without realizing it.

‘……Can I win?’

Looking at his appearance, he wondered if his strategy of overwhelming him would work, but.

‘No, I have to make it work somehow.’

Seir pulled himself together and vowed to make it work.

Gulp—

As he was feeling tense while looking at Rok,

“The Challenge for the Throne will now begin!”

Satan announced the start of the fight.

“Die!!!”

Seir, before he could be attacked first, controlled his lances and shot them towards Rok.

Shwing—Crack!

He was preparing to change their trajectory in case Rok tried to break the lances, but.

‘He’s not blocking them?’

He could see Rok standing still, not making any attempt to counter.
T h i s w a s c o p ie d f ro m king mt l .or g

‘No, can’t he block them?’

He thought that Rok might be too scared to react, seeing the sheer number of lances filling the sky.

‘Come to think of it, that woman who charged in so bravely was the strange one!’

The moment Seir felt hope that he might win the Challenge for the Throne without much difficulty,

“I thought you were going to attack, but it’s the same pathetic attack you used against Anubis?”

Rok scoffed, as if he found it absurd.

“How low-level.”

And then, as if disappointed, he looked at him with cold eyes.

“You’re all talk!”

Seir, enraged by being looked down upon, increased the speed of his lances.

Boom—!

And as the lances collided with Rok, they created a tremendous explosion.

Due to the explosion, dust rose around them, making it impossible to see if the attack had properly landed, but.

“Not yet!”

Seir, wanting to finish him off completely, postponed confirmation and continuously shot his lances.

Boooom—!

Boooom—!
T h i s w a s cop i ed fr o m k i n gm t l .o r g

Boooom—!

Boooom—!

Boooom—!

Boooom—!

Boooom—!

.

.

.

When the surroundings were completely engulfed in dust,

‘I’ll finish him!’

Clench—

He grabbed one of the lances floating in the air and,

Dash!

Charged towards the spot where Rok had been standing.

Dash, Dash, Dash—

“Farewell! You frog bastard!!!”

As he thrust his lance with all his might,

Thud—!

He felt like he had hit something solid, and then,

Flash—

The dust that had been obscuring his vision completely dispersed due to the impact.

‘What? If the attack had landed properly, there’s no way it would have made such a dull sound?’

Seir, feeling puzzled because he hadn’t felt the sensation of piercing flesh, looked at the tip of his lance.

“H-He blocked it?”

He realized that his attack had been effortlessly blocked by Rok’s bare hand.

“Hmm, is this all the power the 71st ranked Demon Lord has?”

Rok frowned and clicked his tongue, as if dissatisfied with the attack that had been delivered with all of Seir’s strength.

“Since it’s my first battle after becoming a Demon Lord, I was going to play with you a little to check my enhanced unique trait, but you’re so weak that even playing with you is impossible.”

“D-Don’t underestimate me!”

Seir tried to pull back his lance with all his might, but.

“Hmph!”

Halt—

The lance wouldn’t budge.

‘Damn it, why is he so strong!’

He judged that it was impossible to pull out the lance by force, so.

Whoosh—

He let go of the lance and simultaneously threw a punch at Rok.

He hoped that hitting his jaw might give him some advantage, but.

Thud—

Before it could even land, his punch was blocked by Rok’s hand.

“You’re slow.”

“……”

Seir, unable to retort to Rok’s mockery, could only glare at him.

‘What am I supposed to do here?’

Seir quickly racked his brains, searching for a way to turn the situation around, but.

‘……There’s none.’
T h is w as c o p i e d fro m ki n g m t l . o r g

Unfortunately, there was no way for him to win here.

‘……Damn it, should I give up and surrender?’

Since he had to defend his rank from the 72nd spot after being demoted, he decided to conserve his strength as much as possible from now on and was about to say he surrenders when.

“Now it’s my turn, right?”

Whoosh—

He didn’t know when Rok had thrown the punch, but it was right in front of his face in the blink of an eye.

He instinctively knew that if he got hit by this, it would affect his next Challenge for the Throne.

“Sur……!”

The moment Seir uttered the ‘Sur’ of surrender,

Bam—!

Rok’s fist slammed into his face.

“Cough!”

The force was so powerful that his face caved in, blood spurting out.

Crash—!

Not only that, his body was flung backwards, and.

Crack—

He rolled across the arena floor after breaking through the iron bars.

As he continued to roll on the floor due to the considerable force,

“Oh my, how far are you going?”

Thud—

Satan stepped in and grabbed Seir’s body.

Boom—!

T h is w as c o p i e d f r om k ing m t l. o rg
Perhaps because he had been forcefully grabbed, a loud tremor resonated around them as.

“Oh, he’s quite strong, isn’t he?”

Seir’s body came to a stop.
T hi s w a s c o p i e d f r om k i n g m tl .o rg

“Is he still alive?”

Satan examined Seir’s condition with a serious look on his face, then.

“Oh, he’s not dead.”

He confirmed that Seir was still breathing, albeit faintly, and relaxed his expression.

“If we leave him alone, he’ll recover and wake up on his own.”

Since a Demon Lord could recover as long as they were alive, Satan decided not to worry about it any further.

“Of course, it’ll take a long time for him to recover.”

He put Seir down on the floor and returned to his red throne, then.

“The winner is Rok!”

He announced the winner of the Challenge for the Throne.

Rok, who had very easily ascended to the 71st rank.

“Hmm…… It’s a shame.”

He felt a sense of disappointment at the anticlimactic end of the Challenge for the Throne.

“I expected it to end easily, but I can’t help but feel disappointed.”

Originally, now that he was 71st, it would have been the right order to challenge Forneus, who had become 32nd. However……
Th is was co p i e d f r om k ing m tl .o rg

“Should I challenge Belial, the 70th ranked Demon Lord?”

It was obvious that Forneus wouldn’t be a match for him due to the restrictions on his power, so he thought it wouldn’t be bad to challenge the Demon Lord one rank above him first.

“She was originally ranked 68th, so wouldn’t she be exceptionally skilled in terms of technique?”

There would be no problem if he challenged Belial first and then Forneus.

“There’s plenty of time.”

Aold was next in line, but……

“It seems like it’ll take a while for Seir to wake up, so there’s no problem.”

The Challenge for the Throne could only be initiated when the opponent was conscious, so he couldn’t challenge Seir while he was unconscious.

“Still, it’s polite to ask for his understanding.”

Rok approached Aold, who was outside the stage.

“I want to challenge Belial for the Throne, would you mind waiting?”

He asked for Aold’s understanding.

“Of course. You can’t challenge him right now anyway, so I don’t mind.”
T h i s w a s c o p i e d f r o m k i ng mt l . o r g

“Is that so? Thank you.”

After obtaining Aold’s understanding, Rok turned his gaze to Belial, who was in the audience.
T h i s w as c o p i ed f r o m k i n g m t l.o r g

“70th ranked Demon Lord Belial, I challenge you for the Throne.”

He immediately issued the challenge.

“Gasp, am I being challenged for the Throne? You’re challenging me, right?!”

A beautiful woman with white hair expressed her bewilderment.

“Yes, that’s right.”

Rok confirmed her question.

“Oh my god, that’s amazing…… I’m so nervous, what should I do?!”

She covered her mouth and began to fuss.

“Hmm…… Maybe I should have challenged the 69th ranked Demon Lord.”

Rok felt inexplicably tired by her unexpected reaction.

“I’ll be right there!”

Flap—

Belial spread her wings and flew towards him. However, they weren’t black wings, but pure white wings like those of a dove.

“Belial…… She’s famous for being a Demon Lord who looks like a dove, right?”

Pure white wings that only appeared on doves.

She was a Demon Lord famous for hunting countless doves by pretending to be one with her pure white wings.

“I didn’t know she was so battle-hungry.”

Judging by her reaction, she seemed quite pleased to have been challenged for the Throne.

Thud—

Belial arrived in front of Rok and smiled brightly.

“Can I make a suggestion?”

She said she had something she wanted to propose.

“What is it?”

“If I win, you become my subordinate!”

“What happens if you lose?”

“If I lose, I’ll become your subordinate!”

“Is that all you want to propose?”

“Yeah, and also……”

She explained that the loser would have to bring their Demon Lord’s Castle and all their subordinates under the winner’s command.

And the winner would magnanimously appoint the loser as their Proxy.

“This is a win-win situation for me.”

There was no reason to refuse, as it was a chance to get a Demon Lord’s Castle and subordinates for free.

“Alright, let’s do that.”

Rok readily agreed to her proposal.

“Then shall we draw up a contract?”

“Yes, let’s do it right away.”

They then took the time to draw up a contract.

After concluding the contract.

“Where do you want to fight? For reference, if we fight here, it’ll be a one-on-one fight.”

T h i s w as co pi e d f ro m ki n g mt l .or g
Rok asked Belial where they would fight.

“Hmm……”

Belial crossed her arms and pondered for a moment after hearing Rok’s suggestion.

“I’ve decided!”

She announced that she had chosen the location.

“Alright, where will it be?”

Rok was certain that she would choose the Three Battle Arena, but then……

“I surrender!”

“……What?”

He heard something completely unexpected.