The Successor of the Underworld is a Cheat Player

The Successor To The Underworld Is A Cheat Player 83

Since the human was already dead, might as well make use of them once.

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The cheap melodrama had a happy ending.

-Engine…?

-Mother!

His mother, who had been bedridden for a lifetime due to the Gandaric disease, woke up.

The distorted appearance and such could easily be fixed with Demorus’s powerlessness.

-Thank you. Thank you!

Engine expressed his gratitude to the Saint continuously.

Because the Saint had solved what no one else could.

For Engine, this was just the beginning.

-He was sold as a slave in Sector 8. They say he’s about to arrive at his hometown.

Just as Gail had done, the Saint also rescued the families sold by the powerlessness.

It wasn’t a difficult task.

Since the ruler of the largest slave market in lower sectors, Antara, was the Saint.

Moreover, the Saint granted the wishes of the three powerlessness members.

-It’s extra pay.

If you need money, here is money.

-They say there’s a new sword made in the blacksmith, want to try it out?

For those who have a desire for equipment, there’s the equipment.

And not even a month had passed like that.

“I will see the commander.”

The three powerlessness belonged to the Saint.

The three powerlessness, who were loyal in their eyes, even if bought with money, it didn’t matter.

‘Not yet.’

The process of taming them was far from over.

“You all gathered well.”

The 3rd Power Division, unmoved by Sein’s words.

Despite being a mere division of the Dark Legion, their level far surpassed that of elite knights.

The fact that there were no mediocre knights pleased Sein.

Loyalty was there, but nothing else.

“I called you all here today because I have something to tell you.”

“Please go ahead.”

Sienjin, the division commander, stepped forward and spoke.

Snick.

Since that day, they had followed Sein’s words more than ever.

“Although Gaile, your former division leader, did not die because of me, I cannot deny my responsibility in his death.”

At the sudden mention of Gaile’s name, they hesitated.

“I appreciate your trust and loyalty to me.”

“We will not forget the grace you have shown us.”

“I believe you will understand why I did what I did.”

It was the final stage of taming the wolves.

“The fact that Demorus can discard you at any time.”

“…!”

The 3rd Power Division froze at the unexpected words.

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Absolute loyalty to Demorus.

It was instilled through education akin to brainwashing.

But even without that, there was no denying it.

– Going against Demorus meant death.

Not only one’s own, but the death of all related to oneself.

Fear.

It remained unchanged even as the 3rd Power Division became strong.

“…Captain.”

Sienjin cautiously called out to Sein.

But Sein raised his hand to silence Sienjin.

“It’s true. I don’t know when I might die either.”

“…”

“Let’s face it.”

There was no response.

“Well, I’m not suggesting we kill the mood or kill each other. I’m just making a proposal.”

Taming the wolves.

“Loyalty to me, not Demorus.”

“…!”

It was the final step in clarifying who their true master was.

“Whether it’s 3rd Battalion or Naval, in Demoras, it’s neither more nor less than a long shot. You know that well.”

Sain passed by the front of the 3rd Battalion, speaking.

“There are those who, despite suffering pain by Demoras, still choose to follow Demoras.”

Distant.

Cyanjin ground his molars.

The story Cyanjin had heard.

How Gail, despite ruining her own life and that of her mother, was raised as if showing mercy.

Not knowing that, Cyanjin, who had devoted his life, would have felt an indescribable sense of betrayal.

And fortunately.

“It was the truth.”

Even if it was a cheap melodrama, it felt a bit uncomfortable to tell lies to manipulate.

But fortunately, after rummaging through the slave market through Barus, the rumors proved to be true.

It wasn’t just Cyanjin.

This was the Dark Street.

A place where any dirty deed could happen.

“I’m not saying I won’t do the same thing. If necessary, I might.”

“….”

“But look. I’m being honest, aren’t I?”

Declaring his intent to manipulate, Sain.

“However, I will definitely pay the price.”

“….”

“You might think you’ve reached your limit. You can get stronger.”

“….!”

Those who had already reached the master level.

They thought there was a ceiling, something impossible.

But Sain said,

“I’ll help you rise higher.”

He promised to make them even more than they were.

“That’s all I can promise. To keep you from being betrayed and stabbed without even knowing the alphabet, to make you stronger than you are now.”

Especially the latter was a tempting offer for the 3rd Battalion.

The fact that they had joined the Battalion and reached the master level itself meant they had a strong desire for advancement in strength.

If they faced a limit and saw the possibility of another limit.

Gulp.

It was an irresistible, sweet temptation.

If anyone else had said such things, they would have been told not to talk nonsense.

But Sain had already overcome things others deemed impossible many times.

If it was that Sain.

“And don’t think of betraying Demoras.”

Sain drove the wedge.

“If I become the leader.”

Thud.

It felt like everyone’s hearts sank.

The name Gajuran was so heavy.

“I am Demorus.”

“…!”

An awkward silence.

No one could easily step forward.

This could be a revolution or an act of rebellion.

At the forefront was…

“I will do it.”

It was Sienjin.

“I thought it would be Indus.”

Ironically, it was a good situation.

Although Sienjin had fixed his mother, what was happening now was on a different level.

That’s why Indus was expected to step forward first.

“I will do it.”

Sienjin stepped forward and answered first.

It was a sign of how much the sense of betrayal towards Demorus was.

“““I….”””

Each with their own reasons.

The trust Sein had shown.

Their desires.

“I will do it.”

The moment Demorus’s 3rd Division fell completely into Sein’s grasp.

“All right. Let’s do well from now on.”

There would be as much giving as there was taking.

A relationship that could last as long as what was desired.

The trusting relationship Sein wanted was just that.

“There won’t be any immediate movement of the 3rd Division.”

Sein said.

“There are many constraints.”

Although Sein was the commander of the 3rd Division, it belonged to Demorus before.

As they had to follow Demorus’s orders and missions, Sein couldn’t operate freely.

“Just continue as you have been for the time being.”

“Understood.”

“Dismissed.”

Someone with an excited heart.

Someone with a worried face.

They were the 3rd Division, but in the end, they were all human, each harboring various emotions as they left the place.

All that was left was Sienjin and Indus.

“They are reliable comrades.”

Sienjin said.

“Once they’ve made up their minds, there’s no changing it, so let them swell like a limb.”

Another oath of loyalty.

“Do you think so?”

But Sein’s eyes had subtly changed.

“…?”

Sienjin seemed not to understand.

“Have you confirmed it?”

Sein asked, looking at Indus.

“Yes.”

What?

Sienjin had that kind of expression.

“Cheves and Herzor have made contact with the Tampia successor candidate.”

“…!”

If it was Tampia, it was the successor candidate supported by Gail.

“Several members have also made contact with other elders and leaders.”

“What does that mean…?”

“You didn’t tell me that.”

Sein’s words made Sienjin’s face stiffen.

While it was true to trust one’s comrades, it didn’t mean being oblivious.

“Are the members betraying us?”

The betrayal of the members.

“Well, isn’t that obvious? They’ve been toiling under Demorus for years, so it’s not like they’ll come under me just because they did a little better.”

Sienjin was a special case.

“If we’re lucky, half of it is genuine.”

Cold.

At Sein’s words, Sienjin clenched his teeth.

“I will handle it.”

They were his subordinates and comrades.

If they had lost trust, it was the leader’s responsibility to bear that burden.

“Why bother?”

But Sein said nonchalantly.

“It was left on purpose. Why meddle.”

If he didn’t know who had betrayed them, it was one thing.

“We should make use of it.”

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A harmony of black and gold that clung tightly to her body.

There was a woman who exuded a peculiar aura and flaunted her allure.

“That guy….”

It felt like her soul was being sucked out as the words left her lips.

“He said that?”

“Yes.”

But one must not overlook her beauty.

For she was Tampia, the successor candidate of Demorus.

Hailing from the main family, a prominent successor candidate of Demorus.

In addition to the factions supporting her, she possessed undeniable abilities.

“How intriguing.”

Hence, the 3rd Legion members, Cheves and Herzor, believed in their choice.

‘Sain Demorus.’

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The rising star was undoubtedly correct.

However, having spent a long time in Demorus, there was something they had come to realize.

‘Even a rising star remains just that.’

From the main family.

They were like the sun.

An unstoppable force, capable of incinerating everything with a mere movement.

“It doesn’t seem foolish, the things she does or the rumors.”

Tampia muttered to herself.

“Is she trying to declare war?”

A call to loyalty not to Demorus but to oneself.

In a way, it evoked thoughts of rebellion.

Yet, there was ambiguity in that as well.

– Successor candidate.

The uniqueness that comes with the position.

“In the end… when she becomes the head, she will be Demorus herself.”

Coming from a qualified individual, it could be overlooked to some extent.

But those who heard the statement would undoubtedly feel a sense of unease toward Sain.

“Clever.”

She was drawing all attention to herself.

“Aren’t the others interested?”

Tampia asked.