Devil's Music

“Fine. I'll share my family with you, since it won't be good for me or you or the human race for long anyway. But you have to make a promise, too. ”

Pymon takes his words seriously and does not erase his laughter.

“Do not interfere in a child's life. Notify immediately if you see an adverse effect posed by a demon other than a natural situation, and take immediate precautions. Is that correct?

The pot nods with a big smile.

“Hahaha, what a storytelling friend. Yeah, it is. How's it going? ”

Pymon puts his hands on his waist.

“That's what I expected. It would be unpleasant for me to intervene with a lower demon than I do. But I just want to let you know what the Demon Lords of my rank are doing, and I can't intervene directly. You know?”

Gamagin frowns and looks at Pymon.

“Of course. I'm not asking you to break Lucifer's supreme laws of hell.“ ”

Pymon nods and speaks in a solemn voice.

“Very well, I'll give you my voice. ”

Pymon puts his hands on the head of the lying gun.

“I, Pymon, ruler of the Western Inferno, command you to cast my voice into this child's soul. ”

The blood energy spilled from Pymon's white hand hits the head and the energy drains through the nose and mouth in an instant, but the gun falls into a deeper sleep. After briefly placing his hands on his head and checking that the blessing was properly delivered, Pymon turns his head to look at him.

“The Grand Marquis of Hell, Your Highness. My blessings have been conveyed. Now, which devil would you like help from? ”

The pot shakes its head, gazing at Pymon.

“Not yet. No matter how blessed the Devil may be.

If a four-year-old shows genius in a field he hasn't even learned, the world won't let him down. Some of us scientists might try to crack open a kid's head and check his brain. But you will not be questioned because your voice is riding. That's why I first summoned you.

Pymon flicks his fingers and looks like he's noticed.

“Oh, you're going to deliver it sequentially, then. Then the second demon to be summoned after a long time is likely to be · · Blueson. ”

Purson.

Top 20 of 72 Demon Monarchs in Hell

He is the father of good guardian spirits, a muscular male demon with the head of a lion, and is known for riding a giant bear with a snake in one hand and blowing trumpets. He came as a cute boy when he came to the human world, and was originally an angel on the left. A demon capable of composing, ruling 22 hellish armies.

But the pot shakes its head again and says,

“No, the blessing that Purson can give a child is the power of composing. Wouldn't it be a big issue if a young child composed a song blessed by Purson? I'm going to teach this kid how to play an instrument first. ”

Pymon nods slightly.

“An instrument... Would you ask Amduras, then?" ”

He approached the sleeping matter and said.

“Yes. Perhaps we should talk to Purson after Amdusias has given us some help with the instrument." Of course, even if you don't get their cooperation, Pymon, you can grow up to be a happy musician with enough of your abilities to make many humans happy, so you're over the biggest mountain. Huhu ”

Pymon nods, looking at the cauldron, which is more thoroughly planned than he thought.

“So this blessing is all I have? ”

He puts his hand on the gun and says,

“My blessings cannot be doubted until I descend immediately. ”

As he smiles at Pymon, he looks down at the case.

“The Grand Marquis of Hell, Marquis of Hell, commands that this child's body and soul possess the beautiful appearance of the devil and the ability to easily learn any discipline. ”

Unlike Pymon's Bloody Energy, it's almost gray.

I swept the entire body.

Nothing in particular has changed, but it will change into a more beautiful appearance as it grows.

He wipes his head while sleeping.

“Good, because I'm still a young vessel, I've embraced all the energy without wasting a bit of it. It'll be fun to see human women falling in love with this child. Hahaha.”

Margin narrows her eyes slightly.

“Yes, sir.

Unlike the appearance of an intelligent angel when sacred, our demons look deadly and sexy. I'm worried about the arrows the humans are talking about. ”

Gamagin smiles at Pymon like that.

“Hahaha, I wonder what path this child will take, or what arrows you speak of. This is gonna be fun!”

Then Pymon smiled again.

“Well, that would be fun, too. Haha”

The pot rises from its head.

“Yes, it will be a good daily stimulus. You have a hobby of watching the human world like I do."

He tapped Pymon on the back and said,

“Then I'll be going back. I'm sure Baal and Marvas will get in the way when they find out.

They slowly disappeared, looking at the sleeping matter.

After a while.

The house that was full of gray light found its color again, filled with music, the sound of the cleaner, and the buzzing nostrils of the zeroes.

You hear Margin's last voice above her sleeping head.

“My blessed child. You must not remember me.

The vessel of your soul is still small and weak for a country to contain.

One, I will always be watching over you. The day when you break the shell and sing in front of many humans, the tremendous amount of power that comes from it leads me back to heaven. In accordance with the law of causality, I will repay you with a greater reward. ”

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