“I’m getting impatient because there’s no answer. So, let’s try one more time.”
The saintess stared at me clearly while holding my hand.
And then she spoke again.
“Please debut. 3 times.”
“I need time to think.”
“That’s right. Then I’ll wait. But can I hold your hand?”
It was a question, but no matter how I looked at it, she didn’t seem like she was going to let go.
At first, I thought she was draining my mana, so I checked.
There was nothing wrong with my body.
No, more than that, my magic was sucking up the saintess’s divine power.
‘By the way, if someone were to apply for debut, I thought it would be Elian.’
Even if it wasn’t, I thought it would be Luna.
Every time I appeared on a broadcast, viewers would copy me with cheat keys.
So now that Luna is exhausted and on hiatus and Elian is dead, it’s not a problem I was worried about.
The word debut suddenly surfaced.
And from the saintess.
No, is it right for a saintess to apply for debut to a Demon King Castle executive?
It’s the same for warriors and saintesses.
This world where you apply for debut to an enemy is clearly wrong.
Of course, even if you say that, I’ll live with Luminil for the rest of my life.
How can I abandon my favorite Demon King who I’ve been with for years?
After thinking that, answering was easy.
No matter how much Elian is involved, I’m an executive of the Demon King Castle.
And if I jump into something like this without thinking, I don’t know what will happen.
“I’ll decline.”
Rejection was the right answer.
The saintess, who thought she would cry after hearing the answer, smiled instead.
“I knew it.”
It was definitely a warm smile.
If you took a picture of it, it would definitely sell as a CG collection.
But it was still creepy.
I guess I should say that it kept showing an abyss.
Especially the words just now.
I knew it.
You knew my answer from the beginning.
“Did you do some research before coming here?”
“Of course. In this day and age, information is the most valuable resource. And Irene’s broadcast was so fun that I stayed up all night.”
Why did you keep yawning earlier?
Is that why?
“Is it okay for a saint to spend so much time watching the warrior broadcast?”
“Of course. You have three accounts. There was a time when Irene broadcasted with Luna.”
Aha.
You’re a villain too.
The creepy feeling I felt earlier must have been a sense of kinship.
Is this why those losers laugh just by making eye contact?
“Well, if you refuse, I have no choice but to lower the hurdle of the request.”
“You’re using negotiation skills so casually,”
“That’s the only way to seduce Irene, who is famous for her iron wall.”
I’m famous for being iron wall?
Where on earth did you get that from?
I looked at the saint to ask.
I couldn’t bring myself to say anything because of the saint’s pure gaze.
Because we were holding hands.
I could hear the saint’s heartbeat from earlier, so I felt even more mysterious.
It’s not romantic feelings.
Absolutely not.
“So what’s your second offer?”
“Right now. I’m asking you earnestly to turn on a broadcast just once instead of debuting.”
In fact, the saint’s words sounded like a child’s.
Without hiding her lies.
She spoke with an innocent tone.
But the saint was definitely not a sloppy person.
Even though it seemed like she made a decision on the spot to get here.
She must have prepared a lot. So, even Elian came to me out of the blue after defeating me.
And on the outside, her words only seem innocent.
An is cleverly drawing me into this matter.
Judging from the fact that I’ve been paying attention to her answer since a while ago, it means that she’s half-successful for the saintess.
In the end, it’s just psychological warfare…….
In fact, I really want to listen to this proposal.
After all, it’s related to Elian.
And there’s even a clue about her resurrection.
But I couldn’t make a decision easily.
As expected, it was because she was broadcasting through the terminal of the Warriors’ Guild.
This is different from what you see.
You can see it.
It’s natural for the executives of the Demon King’s Castle to monitor the Warriors’ Guild.
But broadcasting it is strange.
It feels like I’m a villain who’s not even a villain, but a villain who’s a pervert.
‘Still…….’
If you ask me this much, I guess it’s right to listen.
When I quietly nodded, the saintess smiled faintly.
“Before we talk about compensation, let me tell you what to do first.”
The saintess began to speak.
“It’s simple. Turn on the broadcast with the account I gave you, draw a lot of aggro, and then use my tremendous power to bait the warrior guild. That’s it.”
“…Is that all?”
“Yes. I’ll take care of the rest with my tremendous power.”
A tremendous power.
That’s not wrong at all.
In fact, this savior saintess is on par with the Pope or higher.
Considering the authority of the Vatican, she’s not much different from the Emperor.
It’s crazy to threaten someone like this.
“Hmm. I understand. Then what’s the compensation?”
“There’s a lot to receive. Gold… You’ll earn a lot later anyway. Then I’ll create an account for you on the warrior terminal.”
When I heard that, my ears began to doubt.
You’re going to create an account for me?
I’m a member of the Demon King’s army?
And it’s incredibly powerful?
This is no different from officially recruiting an enemy spy to their main base.
In reality, no matter how famous I am, it’s obvious that I won’t be able to create an account in the Warriors’ Guild.
After all, I belong to the Demon King’s Castle.
And I’m an executive.
And from the Warriors’ Guild’s perspective, there’s no reason to take the risk of giving me an account, who may or may not be a spy.
That’s basically why I was using Leon’s account.
If I had a new account, it would be a different story.
“And I’ll give you a surprise gift. This is a secret. Please leave the account creation process to me. I can handle it with my great power.”
“Is it possible for a saint in the Vatican to wield power over the Warriors’ Guild?”
“Bertram wielded it against me first, so why can’t I do it too?”
“You’re not wrong. “Saint Salvation.”
And so the deal was made.
Only then did the saint let go of her hand and let out a sigh of relief.
She had been restless since a while ago.
It seemed like there was something coming up or time was running out.
Now she was really desperate and was about to run away.
“Can I ask you one last question?”
The saint raised her foot at the question.
“If it’s a question from a pretty girl like Irene.”
“What is that… Anyway, why are you so serious about destroying Bertram, saint?”
“Because you hurt my tremendous power.”
“That sounds like a lie.”
“That’s right, it’s a lie. I want to kill my childhood friend and confidant who has almost no sincerity and send him to God to reflect on his actions by banning his resurrection.”
With that, the saintess disappeared.
I logged in with the account the saintess gave me and left a post.
It should be something that is not too provocative but still catches attention.
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“Irene “You turned on the broadcast?”
“Yes.”
Bertram asked with a puzzled face.
That’s right. This servant always brought Bertram important information.
That’s why he always kept him around.
At such an important time, he suddenly started talking about useless broadcasts.
Bertram, who couldn’t even breathe properly yesterday, was getting annoyed.
“What’s so important about that broadcaster that he’s telling me?”
The servant screamed inwardly at Bertram’s answer.
I didn’t think it would be this bad!
He was clearly someone who had worked for the prosperity of the Warriors’ Guild until twenty years ago.
Besides, Bertram at that time was more sensitive to trends than anyone else.
The current Bertram was not like that at all.
He was just a common rotten and corrupt leader who insisted that he was right and made perfect plans for himself in his own world.
Because of that, the servant had been feeling a lot of regret recently.
I shouldn’t have believed that he would change and retired and ran away to the territory a long time ago.
Anyway, the servant pondered for a long time over what to say in response to this shocking statement.
In the end, Bertram opened his mouth after snapping his fingers once.
“She’s someone who recently appeared on Elian’s broadcast. She was a Demon King’s Castle executive whose name I didn’t even know, but now she’s a character who has gained immense popularity among the general public.”
The servant’s explanation was accurate.
However, Bertram was still not interested.
Well, she could be a broadcaster.
She could be a popular Demon King’s Army executive.
So what can I do?
When Bertram glared at the servant, he finally added.
“She’s almost the only one who has a strong voice despite not being part of the Warriors’ Guild. And to suddenly send us this message at a time like this…”
“Be quiet.”
Bertram lightly cut off the servant.
“She’s just a broadcaster, after all. “Will our fate change if we broadcast a few times with that tiny transmitter?”
Only then did the servant realize it.
This man was not the Bertram he had served before.
He was just something wearing that shell.
“I understand. Oh, and about the invitation you gave to your daughter last time. She declined.”
The servant carefully left the room and opened the terminal.
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Bertram.
His era was coming to an end.