The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 90

Chapter 90: 20 Years (4)

20 years passed quickly based on ‘Dainik’ planet’s time axis.

‘Phew, I finally filled it all.’

Jung Minwoo clenched both his fists with a refreshing expression.

500 people.

As a result of steadily corrupting the Pigeons for 20 years, he succeeded in filling the quota of 500 people.

He achieved the great feat of corrupting half of the 1,000 9th Rank Pigeons.

‘I feel like I could’ve done more, it’s a bit disappointing.’

He felt a sense of regret that he couldn’t corrupt more.

‘No, if I pushed myself any further, I would have been caught by the Pigeons.’

To avoid suspicion from other Pigeons, he moved to various locations and extended the timeframe.

‘There were many times I almost got caught and ruined everything.’

There were many times he was almost caught by the Pigeons in unexpected places.

In other words, if he had pushed himself any further, he could have been caught by the Pigeons and the operation could have fizzled out.

‘For now, I’ve reached the target number, so it should be a great help when carrying out the operation.’

Jung Minwoo decided to brush aside his regret and be satisfied with the results he achieved.
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‘It’s a bit disappointing that I haven’t seen a 2nd Rank Pigeon in 20 years, but it can’t be helped.’

Anyway, once 2nd Rank demons arrive and the proper invasion begins, he would encounter a 2nd Rank Pigeon sooner or later.

‘I wonder how they’ll react when the subordinates they trusted betray them at a crucial moment.’

He predicted they wouldn’t be able to recover from the shock.

‘If they show a weakness because of it, that would be perfect.’

He was lost in thought about the future that was about to unfold.

“500 people… It really happened just like Minwoo-nim said.”

“This is insane.”

“…Amazing.”

“This means the chances of invasion have increased exponentially, right? Ribbit, ribbit.”

The Demon Communion members congratulated Jung Minwoo on corrupting 500 Pigeons.

“Thank you.”

Jung Minwoo chuckled and expressed his gratitude to the congratulatory messages.

“This is only the beginning. Don’t let your guard down, let’s stay focused until the very end.”

He then made a serious expression and emphasized the importance of the bet.

“Of course. We have something at stake, so we have to be serious until the end.”

“Let my guard down? There’s no such thing as letting my guard down in my dictionary.”

“…I’ll be serious.”

“Okay! I’ll keep Minwoo’s words in mind! Ribbit, ribbit.”

The Demon Communion members also knew the gravity of this bet, so they nodded their heads with determined expressions.

“Good, then shall we go to the Pacon Kingdom and receive the final report?”

Final report.

The corruption of the Pigeons was complete, so now all that was left was Elvis’s report, and all preparations would be finished.

“Let’s go.”

“…Let’s go right away.”

“Let’s hurry!”

“Shall we move? Ribbit, ribbit.”

Afterwards, Jung Minwoo and the Demon Communion members headed to the royal palace to receive the final report from Elvis.

As usual, when they entered the throne room.

‘There’s a new throne.’

Five bone thrones were placed.

‘I guess he prepared seats for us.’

When he approached and examined the throne, he noticed that it was made from the bones of a ‘Wyvern,’ one of the strongest creatures on the planet.

‘I prefer a normal throne… But I guess I should just sit on it.’

Actually, Jung Minwoo preferred a normal throne that a king would sit on, but he decided not to mention it since Elvis had put in the effort.

‘Why does he think a demon would like a chair made of bones?’

Jung Minwoo inwardly vowed to correct this misconception as soon as possible.

“The throne is pretty.”

“I like it.”

“…It’s my style.”

“Oh, it looks dignified, doesn’t it?”

The Demon Communion members, perhaps finding it somewhat credible, were shining their eyes and stroking the armrests.

‘They like that…? A throne that looks like it would only hurt your butt?’

Jung Minwoo shook his head inwardly and clicked his tongue.

“He seems to have prepared this for us, shall we sit?”

It was awkward to keep standing like this, so he took the lead and sat down on the center seat, the head of the table.

“When we return to the Demon World later, I’m going to have this kind of throne made for my room.”

“I’m going to have one made that’s a bit bigger.”

“…Me too.”

“I’m going to have a gnat-shaped throne made, ribbit, ribbit.”

The Demon Communion members also sat down on their respective thrones.

And when they appeared before Elvis.

“Greetings, Demon Lords.”

Upon discovering Jung Minwoo and the Demon Communion members, Elvis knelt on one knee and bowed.

“I’ve made thrones for the Demon Lords, do you like them?”

“…Yes, thank you.”

Jung Minwoo slowly nodded his head in response to Elvis’s question.

“This will be the final report.”

“Time has already passed that quickly.”

“Yes, you could say this is the beginning.”

“I’ve prepared myself thoroughly.”

“Good. Report.”

“Understood.”

Elvis brought a bundle of documents and began reporting to Jung Minwoo and the Demon Communion members.

“First, I’ve succeeded in raising 10,000 knights to the level of Sword Master.”

Sword Master.

A swordsman who has broken through the wall and reached a new level.

‘He said that even having two Sword Masters in a kingdom would be enough to be recorded in history, as it’s a difficult level to achieve.’

But Elvis had increased that number, which had never exceeded two in all of history, to 10,000.

“However, since there are so few mages, I was only able to raise 1,000 to 8th Class.”

Although it was a somewhat lesser achievement than the knights, 1,000 was still a considerable number.
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‘He’s truly regretful.’

But Elvis seemed dissatisfied with this, expressing deep regret.

‘He’s truly a remarkable individual, the more I see him.’

Jung Minwoo couldn’t help but admire Elvis’s constant drive for improvement over the past 20 years.

“That’s enough. Don’t blame yourself too much.”

“…Understood.”

Elvis bowed his head and continued his report.

“I’ve raised the remaining knights and mages to a near-perfect level, and the nobles have been trained to defend themselves and learned about warfare.”

“I’ve made sure that even ordinary humans who aren’t Demon Servants are familiar with weapons so they can be utilized in war.”

“And we’ve hunted monsters and mined ore to craft the best equipment possible.”

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The report continued for about 30 minutes before it finally concluded.

“That is all.”

“Excellent.”
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Jung Minwoo turned his gaze towards the Demon Communion members to hear their thoughts.

“Zzz, zzz, zzz.”

“…Ribbit, ribbit.”

He saw Anubis and Rok leaning back on their thrones, fast asleep.

“…My companions are showing a lack of decorum.”

He cleared his throat and said.

“It’s fine. They could be tired from other tasks.”

Elvis replied with a smile as if he understood.

“…”

Jung Minwoo couldn’t bring himself to say that they had been resting comfortably, and he avoided Elvis’s gaze.

‘…No, how can a demon fall asleep?’

He sighed inwardly and shook Anubis and Rok awake.

“Hmm?”

“Gasp! Ribbit, ribbit.”

Anubis and Rok rubbed their eyes and woke up.

“What are your thoughts on the report?”

After confirming that they were awake, Jung Minwoo asked the Demon Communion members for their opinions.

“It’s perfect.”

“…He’s prepared thoroughly, I’m impressed.”

Venus and Elin smiled with satisfaction and praised Elvis’s report.

“I don’t know what it was about, but good job!”
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“Phew, excellent! Ribbit, ribbit.”

Anubis and Rok, seemingly wanting to go along with the atmosphere, complimented Elvis.

“Haha, you flatter me so much, I don’t know what to say.”

Elvis expressed his gratitude with a look of admiration.

“Have you gathered the funds to pay the price?”

At Jung Minwoo’s following question, Elvis answered with a confident face.

“Yes, I’ve gathered all the funds necessary to pay the price.”

“Let’s see it.”

“I’ll guide you.”

Following Elvis to the vault.

“I’ve diligently collected gold bars to pay the price for the past 20 years.”

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They could see a mountain of gold bars piled up.

‘This should be more than enough to pay the price.’

It seemed unlikely that they would be unable to rent monsters due to a lack of DP.

‘…With this, all preparations are complete.’

A long preparation period of 20 years.

‘It was a dreadful time.’

But thanks to that, they were able to prepare perfectly.

‘It doesn’t matter if it’s a 2nd Rank Pigeon or a 2nd Rank demon, anyone can come at me now.’

If he lost the bet after preparing this much, he would be disqualified as a demon.

‘Now the real game begins.’

It was time to spread his hidden wings and begin the full-scale invasion.

One year later in Demon World time.

“The day of the decisive battle has finally arrived.”

Baal summoned a 2nd Rank demon to his office.

“It’s been a long, long year.”

The thought of being able to break the fledgling’s wings soon brought a smile to his face.

As he was thinking about Jung Minwoo losing the bet and his rank being lowered.

Knock, knock―

“Demon Lord, it’s me.”

A demon knocked on the door.

“Enter.”

Baal granted permission to enter.

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Creak―

“Excuse me.”
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A demon wearing a wide-brimmed hat, a black suit, and a gray cloak entered the office.

“Katra.”

Baal looked at the demon who had entered the office and called his name.

Katra.

A demon known for his skills in deception and persuasion.

He had the skills to be a 1st Rank demon, but his unique personality prevented him from being promoted.

“It’s time to deploy.”

At Baal’s words, Katra replied with a sinister smile.

“The time has come to cook the fledglings, I see.”

“Yes, go and show them what a true demon is.”

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“It won’t be difficult.”

Baal looked at him with satisfaction at his confident demeanor.

“Here, this is information about the ‘Dainik’ planet.”

He pulled out a document from his drawer and handed it to Katra.

“Hmm, they haven’t started the invasion yet except for the Pacon Kingdom.”

“He’s probably planning to start when you arrive on the planet.”

“His plan is too obvious.”

Katra chuckled and put the document in his pocket.

“How do you plan to invade?”

“What else is there? I’ll just use deception and persuasion to create Demon Servants.”

“Still, don’t underestimate him too much. Even though he’s a fledgling, he possesses the same unique trait as Satan.”

“Don’t worry.”

Katra shrugged in response to Baal’s advice.

“By the way, if I succeed in invading the planet, you must keep your promise.”

“Have I ever gone back on my word? Don’t worry.”

Promise.

Katra had promised to invade the ‘Dainik’ planet in exchange for Baal using his Demon Lord privilege to raise his rank.

“Understood.”

“When are you planning to leave?”

At Baal’s question, Katra pulled down the brim of his hat and replied.

“I finished my preparations a year ago, so I’m planning to leave immediately.”

“Good.”

“Then I’ll be on my way.”

Katra bowed politely and.

Creak―

He left the office.

“The top graduate of the training center…”

As he walked down the hallway, Katra smiled as he thought of Jung Minwoo’s name.

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“As a fellow top graduate, I should teach him the fear of a senior.”

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Hoping that the top graduate junior wouldn’t disappoint him, Katra made his way to the portal station.