Power can be passed through a sequential chain of obedience. For the devil, the nodes of the chain are made up of personal suppressions.
But sometimes other nodes can work too.
Shadow Demon narrowed his eyes into a crimson slit.
After a moment of pause, a gust of black wind blew by, and then suddenly disappeared.
The light swallowed up what was left of him.
"Why is Duma gone?"
Naruf turned to ask Aurilu - the duchess was limp and almost completely leaning on her.
"Hiccup... Elric Gur, why do you call the dukes by their first names again?"
Aurilu drank the contents of the cup in one gulp and stretched out a bright red and slender ribbon-like tongue to rub the wall of the cup. "If you saw our respected, great, incomparable, demon of all demons, Beelzebub, the Lord of Hell, would you also call her this?"
Suck slip. Finished licking.
Bang.
She dropped the cup—it bounced far away on the smooth reststone floor. Karabi Shan curled his fingers with a cold expression, and the cup flew back into his hand.
"That's what I called her. Aurelue. And that's what I call you."
Naluf neatly placed the duchess on a chair with exaggerated movements of the Kwasemo, holding her hand with one hand and helping her to maintain balance - the Kwasemo was uncontrollably letting out a series of laughter. "Quick. Tell me,&bsp&bspWhy can Duma help you?"
Aurilu rested her forehead on the back of her hand, and it took a while to calm down.
"Just some old friendships."
She raised her chin slightly and smoothed back her hair that was flowing down like a golden waterfall. "Don't worry, he will have a formal meeting with you. We should enjoy ourselves at the banquet."
"It turns out that he was going to prepare. He was more conscientious than I thought!" Naruf smiled with satisfaction, "I just didn't have time to tell him my address."
"It doesn't matter. He will find you. Then he will discuss the details with you..."
"That's great."
Naruf clapped her hand cheerfully. "Aurelu. Thanks to you. By the way, I almost forgot about the real thing."
She sat beside the duchess with her legs crossed. "Have you or the people in your association heard any news about 'ancient relics' recently?"
"Ancient relics" naturally refers to the remnants of the era in which she lived.
She didn't make it 100% clear to Aurilu that she came from 90 million years ago - that would probably scare these little girls and boys today.
Moreover, the experience of smuggling out of Comeniti was definitely not too glorious, and there was no need to harp on every passing demon.
Well.
"Didn't I say it last time? Of course the best things are in the Demon King - no matter what they are."
Aurelu leaned toward her again. "As for the rest—"
She held her chin with one hand seductively, her eyeless face smiling. "——Have you seen the other side of that dirty pit? Well...it hasn't been moved there for at least half a million years."
"Which big dirty pit?" Naruf was about to ask. Rabbi Shan put a hand on her shoulder and shook his head.
It seems to be a location known to all demons in the chaotic hell of the isolated island century.
"Forgot! Go and see it now!"
Naruf laughed twice to hide his embarrassment, picked up his pipe and stood up.
"The banquet is not over yet. You are not the temporary host here. How can you leave?"
Aurilu pulled her in, a seductive smile on her lips. "Besides, have you forgotten what you just said to me?"
"That's true..."
"I'll be fine if I'm here." Karabi Dan suddenly interrupted, "You go." He said to Naruf.
"I don't know where..." Naruf whispered into his ear.
"There will be two crew members accompanying his captain." Rabbi Shan replied calmly, "Of course, they will be temporarily deployed by members from the Church of the Fallen Angels."
"Aha! You are finally willing to lend me your people!"
Naruf's eyes lit up and he jumped up. "Aurilu. I'm leaving." He said simply to the duchess.
"Elikgul..."
Aurilu's expression suddenly became astonishing, and she held her hand firmly - black air emerged from her white fingertips.
Naluf just laughed and dodged,&bsp&bspThe voice appeared far outside the door.
"Let the two crew members come to me on the Suffocating Night~~~"
The Witch Duke Litu stood up unsteadily, but Naruf had already flown out of sight, making it difficult to find him again.
"well."
Quietly, there was a full sigh with infinite sentimental aftertaste.
Aurilu slumped back into Quasemor's chair and put a hand on her forehead.
"Stop looking."
After a pause, the duchess raised her other hand and made a gesture without raising her head, "I noticed it earlier. You have other questions to ask. I just didn't expect that she left before she even finished speaking. ."
Her voice became much dryer.
"Duchess Aurelue."
Karabi Shan bowed to her - he was observing Aurilu, and the duchess's index finger was pointing at the Vegamon head he was holding. "Please come here specifically. I don't think you happen to know anything about the Abyss Demon, right?"
"well."
Aurelu leaned back in her chair, as if talking to herself. "Are you really not aware, or are you pretending not to know?"
"What do you know?" Rabbi Shan said politely.
"I know. I've known it for a long time," said Aurelue sadly.
Karabi Shan did not answer. Not every word of the devil's ravings makes sense.
"She comes from the past. Her soul will return to its original place." Witch Duke Litu said again.
"What are you talking about?" Karabi Shan's voice suddenly became colder.
"I said……"
Aurelu suddenly put down her hand and smiled
"Vegamon's soul needs the mental fragment of Extreme Will. And you already have a head. If you can give it a soul. You will get a complete head of Vegamon."
"So what? What does this have to do with what you just said?"
"so what?"
Aurilu's voice was smooth and sticky. "With a complete Vega Demon head, do you still worry about what happened in the past and how to rebuild it in the future? Even if there is something that cannot be solved, then you should ask 'it', not me."
Out of the blue.
The fact that the duchess could provide such valuable information was completely beyond Karabi Shan's expectation. This is indeed an excellent way to understand the mystery of the Demons of the Abyss.
But he felt no surprise at all.
"What is extreme will?"
"Is this a problem?" Aurilu was surprised.
Perhaps because of the intoxicating atmosphere of joy, she did not embarrass Karabi Shan, but just smiled contemptuously.
"Reckless destruction. The destructive idea of sharing the destruction of ourselves and the enemy. Devotion to one's own will... The examples I gave should be enough for you to understand."
"Okay." Rabbi Dan said coldly, "How do you know this?"
"You are such a nobody." Aurelu snorted without any intention of explaining.
"good."
Rabbi Shan sat on the chair where Naruf had been. "What do you mean when you say, 'Her soul is going to return to where it came from?'"
He couldn't help his voice trembling.
biu
Biu. biu
