I will be a demon in this life!-Chapter 242

Mephistopheles shook his head; there was nothing more to say. He approached the princess, who shot an arrow that crashed into a demonic barrier. He lifted the princess onto his shoulder, left the carriage, and closed the door.

As they rose into the air, she saw the Golden Paladins continuing to ride on beautiful white steeds.

The magical carriage was itself a treasure of the empire, capable of resisting the power of enemies in the seventh spiritual core (high level), the seventh circle of mana (advanced stage), and other equivalent powers.

"If the carriage I was traveling in was such a valuable defensive treasure, then this demon must be in the eighth demonic rank or higher," she thought, feeling discouraged and her eyes losing their sparkle.

...

Several minutes had passed, and Mephistopheles was flying through the sky at high speed, carrying the princess who seemed to be tormented.

For a high-ranking demon like him, it was no problem to travel long distances at high speed, especially when he was carrying a kind of walking "GPS" that alerted the enemy.

The borders of the demonic territory were near, but he was not going to enter the territory of the Sevec marquisate. He preferred to head for the territory that the "Republic of Argaris" had taken from the Ertrael duchy through the "Republican Council."

The night sky lit up partially, the clouds turned golden, and before Mephistopheles could enter the demonic territory, a figure appeared.

"Father," the princess’s heart beat wildly.

Emperor Richard Venrac, with golden eyes, shiny brown hair, and white skin, wore an elegant black and gold tunic with a white cape that fluttered in the wind.

"Hehehe. In the world, there are decisions and decisions. Right and wrong. Everything is relative," said Mephistopheles.

Tears welled up in Alice’s eyes. Although she had always felt that her father was powerful, the demon who was holding her did not seem intimidated.

"Demon. Do you want a large-scale war? Or do you just want to face me?" asked Richard Venrac, who had already assessed Mephistopheles’ power.

Despite the hostility in the environment, Richard Venrac seemed very meticulous, observing Mephistopheles’ every move.

At that moment, Mephistopheles tore the pink ponytail from the princess’s hair with his right hand and threw the princess toward the emperor.

"Hehehe. Although it wasn’t the best decision. I still admire you, Emperor Venrac."

The emperor made the princess float beside him as he watched the demon disappear into the demonic territory.

When Mephistopheles ripped off the princess’s ponytail, he allowed the mark on his right arm to emit cursed energy, and the Emperor instantly understood what Mephistopheles intended.

"Father..."

"Let’s go back first, then we’ll go to the Great Temple of the ’Endless Sky.’"

...

Mephistopheles flew over the demonic territory and stored the princess’s hair inside a sealed demonic sphere that he had created using the knowledge he had perfected by applying the demonic diagrams that Emy had given him earlier. He then stored the sphere with the hair in his demonic ring.

Mephistopheles used his "perception of all things" to confirm that no one was watching him, but at that moment he sensed some demonic presences, among which the presence of cursed energy in a small village in the distance stood out.

Mephistopheles descended and restrained his demonic power, covering his body with a silver mask and a red robe and hood.

As it was still nighttime in that small village, there were few demons on the streets. Mephistopheles entered a tavern and walked to a table where an old man with dark goat horns was drinking beer from a wooden jug.

"Cabrat Vercen," murmured Mephistopheles.

Cabrat smiled subtly, unable to hide his great malice.

"You have made great progress, Marquis."

Mephistopheles remained silent, and Cabrat continued:

"All the active and hidden forces among the demons witnessed the Emperor’s appearance. But by using the cursed energy, you revealed your identity to me."

A demon woman with a robust body and simple clothing approached, and Mephistopheles simply said:

"I will drink the same thing my master is drinking."

She nodded and left.

"So I am your teacher?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"In the cursed arts, at least, I learned a lot from that letter with the fatal message."

"Marquis, what are you looking for? You are very cunning, you are causing chaos in the Empire, but what is your goal?"

Mephistopheles, who wanted to hide the fact that he knew about the "entity" protecting Cabrat, simply replied:

"Stability, but to achieve it, I must destroy the traitors. Don’t you think so?"

"I only joined the Cudernic because the conditions were ideal, not because I care much about them. But if you hate traitors, why aren’t you attacking me?"

The demon woman brought Mephistopheles’ order, a bubbling red beer with two eyes at the bottom of the wooden glass.

He paid and she left to serve other customers.

After drinking the strong and strange-tasting liquid, Mephistopheles replied:

"You are just a projection. A ’Warlock’ knowledgeable about the scope of curses would not be careless enough to maintain a link that could be traced and cursed."

"Someday, if you’re still alive, we’ll inevitably have to fight," said Cabrat.

At that moment, Cabrat’s body began to rot and crumble, screams were heard in the surrounding area, and the demons in that village suffered the same fate as Cabrat’s body.

Mephistopheles finished his beer. When he entered the small village, he had already seen that all the demons there were destined to die.

"He surely wanted to confirm whether or not I was aware of the entity that protects him," thought Mephistopheles as he felt an inactive curse covering the entire town disappear.

....

A few days later, under the clear sky, in a huge and sumptuous temple, a man dressed in white and gold robes, with an aged body and closed eyelids, had his wrinkled hands on the head of Princess Alice, who was kneeling on a golden magic circle that emitted a sacred light.

The princess, dressed in a pure white gown, looked straight ahead as the Hierarch of the Great Temple of the "Endless Sky" slowly walked away to sit in a chair.

"Emperor, I regret to inform you that it is impossible to sever the bond with the princess’s hair."

Emperor Richard Venrac assumed it would not be so easy; otherwise, that demon would not have returned his daughter to him.

With no other options, the Emperor ordered that the incident be kept secret and made the same request to the Hierarch of the Great Temple.