The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Bet (1)

Jung Minwoo meticulously observed Baal throughout the entire play.

‘He’s unexpectedly patient, huh?’

He thought Baal would explode in anger from the training center scene, but Baal only gritted his teeth with a ‘grit’ sound and showed no signs of making a move.

‘Well, if he explodes in anger already, it wouldn’t be fun.’

There were many parts to provoke Baal anyway, so Jung Minwoo decided to enjoy the situation.

As time passed and the play reached its climax.

‘Looks like his patience has reached its limit.’
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He could see Baal’s face crumple and his body tremble violently.

‘Just by looking, he’s on the verge of exploding.’

If he provoked Baal just a little bit more, Baal wouldn’t be able to hold back and explode.

‘Then, before I make the final provocation, should I let Satan know?’

Since the only demon who could stop Baal once he exploded was Satan, he had to inform him beforehand.

When he subtly shifted his gaze towards Satan.

Nod―

Having caught his gaze, Satan subtly nodded.

‘Alright, since I’ve let him know about the provocation, there won’t be any repercussions.’

Jung Minwoo didn’t immediately launch into provocation, but cautiously waited for the right moment.

‘I need to deliver the provocation at the optimal timing.’

Even provocation had timing, so if it was delivered clumsily, it would be hard to expect a big effect.

“Try to calm yourself down.”

As he delivered the last line and the curtains closed.

‘…This is the chance.’

Jung Minwoo sensed that this very moment, with the play concluded, was the optimal timing and shifted his gaze towards Baal.

Smirk―

And with the most scornful smile he could muster.

Loser bastard.

He mouthed the words that would make Baal go ballistic.

“You!!!”

As expected, Baal reacted fiercely, bursting out in anger.

‘Whoa, his reaction is no joke.’

As Baal charged towards the stage.

Kwa―――ang!

A tremendous explosion boomed, and a strong gust of wind erupted from his spot.

“Kugh?!”
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“Wha, what’s happening?”

“What’s going on?!”

Caught off guard, the demons were sent flying far away by the sudden wind.

‘Wow, nice wind pressure.’

While Jung Minwoo was admiring the flying demons.

“I’ll kill you right now!!!”

Baal reached him in an instant, his hand outstretched towards Jung Minwoo’s neck.

Sswae―――aek!
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Just as Baal was about to strangle Jung Minwoo’s neck.

Grab―

Satan appeared and grabbed Baal’s wrist.

“Kugh!”

Baal groaned, trying to shake off his wrist, but.

“What do you think you’re doing to my subordinate right now?”

Thud―

Satan placed his hand on Baal’s shoulder and pressed down with force.

Koo――oong!

Baal was effortlessly subdued and forced to his knees, his resistance futile.

“Kh! Let go of me!!”

He was subdued in an instant, but Baal showed no intention of giving up, gathering more demonic energy. However.

“This is your final warning. Not only did you ruin my birthday, but now you’re trying to harm my subordinate. This is clearly your fault. If you disobey my command here, I’ll consider it a challenge to the Demon Lord’s authority and execute you on the spot.”

“…”

At the threat of execution for defiance, Baal quickly calmed down.

“Wow, I thought he’d resist until the end, but he must value his life, huh?”

Lucifer, standing next to Satan, taunted Baal with a mocking tone, but.

“…”

Baal didn’t respond.

“That’s a shame. I wanted to chop your head off. Seeing you back down, it seems you cherish your life?”

When there was no response, Lucifer clicked his tongue in disappointment.

“Lucifer. That’s enough.”

“As you wish.”
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At Satan’s words, Lucifer reluctantly stepped back.

“Since you haven’t disobeyed a direct order, I won’t execute you, but you’ll have to take responsibility for ruining my birthday and trying to harm my subordinate.”

“…I’ll abide by the Demon Lord’s words.”

Baal responded with a frustrated expression to Satan’s following words.

“For now, I’ll have you restrained as a criminal.”

As the knights who had been observing the situation approached and shackled Baal’s wrists with iron cuffs.

“Kh!”

Baal groaned and frowned.

‘He’s in pain?’

Jung Minwoo felt curious at the sight and used his Demon Eye on Baal.
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‘His demonic energy is rapidly depleting?’

He could see the demonic energy decreasing at a rapid pace.

He shifted his gaze towards Satan with a questioning look.

“Ah, this? It’s an artifact made by the Demon God.”

Satan chuckled and kindly explained the shackles.

“…An artifact, you say?”

“Yes, if you wear this, you can’t use demonic energy.”

“I understand.”

If it was something made by the Demon God, even Baal, the 1st ranked, would be helpless.

“We can’t continue the birthday celebration with this atmosphere, so it’s better to end it, right? Lucifer?”

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“Yes, Demon Lord.”

“Let’s end the birthday celebration.”

“As you wish.”

At Satan’s order, Lucifer nodded and shouted at the demons.

“The Demon Lord says he has no more interest in continuing the birthday celebration, so let’s call it a day. Everyone, return to your places.”

“””…As you command.”””

The demons, who had been observing the situation, quickly started to leave the banquet hall.

“Then, shall we move to a different location to talk?”

As Satan was about to take Baal away, holding his shackles.

Click, click, click.

Lilith and Sayori, who had been sitting on the throne, walked towards the stage.

“…Lilith.”

Baal, seeing them approach, called out Lilith’s name longingly, but.

“Honey, I expect you to hold him fully accountable for ruining your birthday.”

Lilith didn’t even glance at Baal and conveyed her will to Satan.

“Leave it to me. This is my specialty, you know?”

“I’ll be in the lounge with Sayori, having tea and calming myself down.”

“Alright.”

As Lilith and Sayori left.

“…Sigh.”

Baal sighed bitterly and lowered his head.

Satan let out a hollow laugh at the sight and.

Smack―!

He slapped Baal on the back of his head, saying,

“How dare you sigh while looking at my wife?”

“…I apologize.”
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“Right, let’s move.”

Afterwards, Satan took Jung Minwoo with him and moved to the prison.

‘…I’ve been had.’

Baal blamed himself for his impulsive actions.

‘I shouldn’t have gotten angry there. I should’ve found another way and killed him.’

Of course, it wasn’t regret for trying to attack, but regret for failing to kill Jung Minwoo.

‘This time, I’ve given them a justification… I’ll have to accept the consequences.’

He had been provoking Jung Minwoo to a point where he didn’t cross the line, but this time, it was clearly his fault.
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“Sit here.”

As they arrived at the prison, Satan pointed to a chair and ordered him to sit.

“…Alright.”

When Baal sat down on the chair without a word.

“If you meet my and Minwoo’s demands, we’ll consider the punishment void.”

Satan also sat down and got straight to the point.

‘He’s asking me to meet the demands of a mere demon…?’

It bothered him that he had to compensate even Jung Minwoo, who had humiliated him, but.

“…Very well.”

It was better than being punished, so Baal had no choice but to accept Satan’s proposal.

“Good, that was quick.”

Satan took out a piece of paper with his demands written on it and handed it to Baal.

“Read it. These are my demands.”

“…It’s as if you prepared this beforehand.”

Baal frowned and asked as he saw the demands, and.

“Ah, I’m a bit of a meticulous planner, you see. I had a feeling something like this might happen, so I’ve been carrying this with me for the past 1,000 years.”

Satan said, lying with a straight face.

“Sigh, very well.”

Baal realized it was pointless to argue, so he checked the demands.

― Banned from scouting demons from the training center for 1,000 years.

― Banned from increasing his forces for 1,000 years.

― To offer 10 billion DP every month for 1,000 years.

― Banned from provoking Jung Minwoo for 1,000 years.

― Banned from touching any demon belonging to any Demon Lord for 1,000 years.

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After reading through the 100 demands, Baal groaned and said,

“What happens if I refuse the demands and receive punishment instead?”

“If you receive punishment… You’ll probably rot in prison for about 100 years before being released?”

“…I see.”

The 100 demands were better than the punishment.

‘…I deeply regret this.’

Baal mentally calculated the situation.

‘The losses are significant, but this won’t cripple my forces.’

Fortunately, maintaining his Demon Lord’s Castle wouldn’t be a problem.

“I’ll accept your demands.”

“Good choice.”

Satan patted Baal on the shoulder and stood up.

“Is it my turn now?”

Jung Minwoo sat down on the chair Satan had vacated, with a smug smile.

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“Hurry up and state your demands, then get lost.”

Satan had to be courteous because of his status as a Demon Lord, but there was no need to be courteous to Jung Minwoo, who was only a 4th Rank demon.

“Alright.”

Jung Minwoo shrugged and got straight to the point.

“Use the authority to raise my rank on me.”

Baal shook his head at his demand and said,

“That wouldn’t be a good deal.”

“Why not?”

“Do you think I would use a one-time opportunity just to avoid punishment? I’d rather be punished.”

Jung Minwoo had already anticipated Baal’s reaction, so he didn’t bother asking further and presented a new proposal.

“Then, how about a bet?”

“…A bet?”
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“Yes, if I win, you use the authority to raise my rank.”

“And if I win?”

“You’ll have to meet my conditions, of course.”

After hearing the explanation, Baal thought it wasn’t a bad opportunity.

‘It wouldn’t be bad to break his wings before he can fly.’

He couldn’t bet Jung Minwoo’s life, but it would be possible to ruin his promising future.

‘And no matter what the bet is, I won’t lose.’

Considering Jung Minwoo’s rank, it was obvious he would have one of his subordinates compete.

‘I just need to pick a bright one according to the bet.’

The 3rd Rank demons had tried to kill Jung Minwoo and ended up dead themselves, but that happened because he had sent a bunch of incompetent fools.

“Alright, I’ll tell you my condition.”

Having finished his calculations, Baal looked at Jung Minwoo and said.

“I’m listening.”

“My condition is that if you lose the bet, you’ll be demoted to 9th Rank.”

Baal smiled inwardly.

‘Now, what will you do?’

Just by him asking to use the authority to raise his rank, it was clear that he had a strong desire to climb higher.

‘In the end, you’ll try to negotiate with me and fail. You’ll have no choice but to accept my condition.’

Having dealt with countless demons during his 10,000 years of life, manipulating a fledgling was child’s play.

‘You’ll have no choice but to accept my condition!’

As Baal imagined Jung Minwoo reluctantly accepting his condition.

“What are you talking about?”

“Hm?”

Jung Minwoo stood up with a dumbfounded expression.

“Demon Lord, why don’t we just throw him in prison?”

He started to strongly argue for Baal’s punishment.

“Hmm, should we?”

“A hundred years is enough time for the landscape to change ten times over. We can just cut off all his limbs during that time.”

“You’ve got a point there.”

Satan seemed somewhat persuaded by Jung Minwoo’s argument and showed signs of contemplation.

‘…This isn’t right.’

Baal had a bad feeling about Jung Minwoo’s nonchalant attitude and changed his tune.

“Hey, you! Why are you taking a joke so seriously!”

“A joke?”

“Yes, I was just kidding.”

Jung Minwoo sat back down with a skeptical look and said,

“Then, what’s your real condition?”

“How about being demoted to 7th Rank?”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Hm?”

“Raising my rank by 1, but demoting me by 3? Does that even make sense?”

“But…”

Baal tried to persuade Jung Minwoo, but.

“There are no more jokes now, right?”

Jung Minwoo got up from his seat.

‘…Damn it, this isn’t right.’

Baal realized he had no choice and closed his eyes, shouting,

“Alright, 6th Rank!! I can’t negotiate any further.”

Jung Minwoo sat back down, extended his hand, and said,

“Good. I accept your condition, Baal-nim.”

This bastard?

Baal realized something at that moment.

He had fallen for the act of the young, blue bat.