Why I Quit Being the Demon King

Why I Quit Being the Demon King Chapter 29

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7. Deciding to duel (3)

“Why are you only getting 5 gold for this? “I’m not a fraudster.”

“Hohoho, that’s not true. “Except for crystal balls, you have to discard them once you use them.”

“Are you saying that one box is worth 5 gold?”

“This reading device is the essence of magic science. Because there is a subsidy from Seonghwangcheong,

it can be used at a low cost of 5 gold.”

“How do you know whether to recycle or not?”

” that.

“Do it in moderation. “If you continue to disturb me, I will have no choice but to kick you out of this room.”

“Okay, just shut up for a moment.” Deus crossed his arms and crossed his legs.

The man shot me a disapproving look, but he didn’t respond any further.

Meanwhile, Jevil finished getting ready and had Zeke sit down.

“It will sting a little.”

“Yes, Principal.”

When the needle punctured Zeke’s finger, a red drop of blood immediately swelled up.

The moment Deus saw that, he felt a strange feeling.

A pleasure I have never felt before in my life.

My heart pounded at the faint scent of blood and its bright red color.

I wanted to tear it apart.

Every muscle and every bone was shredded

and shattered.

I clenched my fists to suppress my emotions.

Meanwhile, drops of blood seeped into the machine.

“Now, please place your hand on the bead.”

“Yes, Principal.”

Zeke placed both hands on the crystal ball.

The transparent bead began to glow. The left hand was colored blue, and the right hand was colored red.

The light from the two crystal balls traveled through a tube to the central machine.

The machine trembled slightly and displayed several numbers in the center.

A ： 7.3

T ： 13.5

P ： 12.7

C ： 9.8

The words filled my throat. But Deus did not open his mouth.

Jevil’s expression was frozen.

‘Pure blood rate 10.825.’

Compared to the first warrior, this probably means that about 10 percent of his bloodline has been revealed.

Deus couldn’t tell whether the number was high or low.

However, it just seems strange that Jevil had a hard look on his face and was unable to continue speaking for a long time.

“It looks like it’s broken.”

“I guess so.”

Jevil received the words of another employee and separated the machine he was holding from the crystal ball.

The numbers disappeared. The sparkling crystal ball also returned to its first transparent appearance.

Jevil said to Zeke.

“Hmm, Zeke.”

“Yes, Principal.”

“As you probably know, Zeke is a 4th generation hero.”

“yes.”

“The pureblood rate of 4th generation warriors never exceeds 10%.”

“Yes, I know.”

“With this number, it wouldn’t be enough to surpass D-class and become the last one standing.”

“Yes…”

“It’s natural for anyone to have a mechanical breakdown.”

“I know.”

“We’ll have to test it again, but… the question is, are you willing to pay an additional 5 gold?”

Please, I glanced back at Deus. I was worried about what response I would get if I told the nervous man to pay me 5 more gold.

Zeke waved his hand.

“No, that’s not going to happen. “I can’t cause trouble again.”

“Is that so? So I’m going to give a rating at my discretion. “I watched him from the time he entered school until he graduated, so

I know Zeke’s aptitude better than anyone else.”

Zeke scratched his head.

“I agree too.”

“Zeke seems to have some talent. Even though my grades were bad… I don’t think there’s any reason to give me a provincial grade anyway. I wonder what grade C would be like. What do you think?”

D—G—A—B—C—F.

Even if the 6th level hero grade certificate was C, it was only the second from the bottom.

“Grade B.”

At that moment, Deus opened his mouth.

“No, class B means a warrior with considerable talent.”

“Is that a D-class machine? Then we can just follow the rules and give it a D grade.”

“The machine broke down. “There are less than 100 warriors in the entire history of the 666th century who got a D grade on the pureblood test at the age of 14.”

“Is there any reason why Zeke can’t be among those 100?”

“But…

“5 gold? Pay more. Shall we try one more time? Even then, if you get a D grade,

are you going to give me a D grade certificate without saying anything? Or are you going to hesitate even then with the excuse that the machine is broken?”

Jevil was speechless at Deus’ words.

Jeville couldn’t tell if the machine was broken or if it was really Class D.

But no matter how much I thought about it, it never occurred to me that Zeke was a D-class hero. He can hunt dragons?

A dragon appeared in Zoryx Castle not long ago.

And a masked boy

fended off the dragon with a wooden stick.

Could it be that he is Zeke?

There is no way Zeke, who barely escaped failing grade and graduated from elementary school, could have gained such incredible strength in just two years.

“Why don’t we end the story with a proper B-level certificate? “To be honest, I can’t handle D-class, so I’m thinking of rejecting it.”

Jevil looked at the weapons Zeke was wearing.

At first glance, it was a luxury product.

“A grade that does not match your level

is just the seed of misfortune… However, I was lucky enough to obtain excellent weapons, so I think I will be able to complete B-grade requests. “The reason I wanted to give him a C grade was for Zeke’s sake, but if you, his colleague, say so, I think a B grade would be fine.”

Anyway, there wasn’t much difference in that they were B-class, C-class, and third-rate adventurers.

There was not a single person who would care about the addition of one more B-class hero in a corner of the vast continent of Jose.

“Ziek van Holwitsch. “This hero management office has confirmed that you are a B-class hero.”

“Please follow me for the paperwork.”

The employee next to Jevil said this to Zeke and Deus.

After returning to the office, Zeke wrote down his name on several documents and signed them.

B-class hero.

As the name suggests, he was a third-rate hero, but because he was a B-class hero born in a family of ten-thousand-year-old warriors, the entire hero management office

was buzzing.

“Ever since I met Deus, I’ve always been lucky.”

At night, their positions changed.

Zeke stood in the stall owner’s seat and Deus sat in the customer’s seat.

Even though he didn’t have anything to do, Deus was going to the street vendor almost every day. The food tasted good, and I didn’t hate the cheap alcohol-smelling alcohol.

“Class B! “I still can’t believe it.”

“Is level B good luck?”

“of course. “My grandfather and father worked hard to get out of grade F.”

“It’s not something that can be achieved through effort, isn’t it? A grade is something.”

“Blood’s purity level is important, but if you don’t have the appropriate skills for that grade, we rarely give you a grade.”

“The world of heroes is different from what I heard.”

“of course. “666 centuries is a long time.”

Suddenly a third person intervened.

“I told you to knock on the door and come out.”

“It’s not business today, it’s my heart.”

It was a rule.

A beautiful blonde woman sat in a shabby stall.

It was an unlikely combination. But she quickly dyed everything around her a gorgeous gold color.

So much so that even this cheap food stall feels quaint.

“Why did you come?”

“That’s not what I came to see. I heard you got the rank of hero? congratulations.”

“thank you.”

Zeke didn’t know exactly who Yulgeum was.

However, based on rare stories I heard, I can only guess that she has some kind of relationship with dragons.

“Isn’t it higher than you expected to be ranked B? Oh, I’m a skewer. “Give it as an assortment.”

“Yes, Yulgeum. It’s thanks to Deus. “If it weren’t for the excellent weapons, I wouldn’t have gotten Grade B.”

“I saved the sword.”

“What are you talking about? That’s what I received in return for the request .

“I was the one who gave Zeke the sword.”

“Who said anything? “I saved it.”

Deus tipped the bottle and filled Yulgeum’s cup.

Zeke lit a charcoal fire and placed several types of skewers on it.

Chicken with mushrooms, a few vegetables and garlic.

Although it was a relatively simple ingredient, it had a loud smell. With just that scent, Yulgeum was able to easily empty a glass of alcohol.

“Where did the butler go?”

“Are you saying you don’t know? “Are you thinking about it?”

“I’m asking because I don’t know. of course.”

“Of course you went there to solve the problem.”

“really? Are you working that hard?”

“It’s a task entrusted to me by the water owner, so I have to work hard.”

“Aren’t you up to something?” Hot.

It was true that I became more active because I was worried that there might be a demon involved.

I leaned on my elbows and swallowed the remaining liquor.

“I didn’t come here to talk about work today.”

“This damned woman…

Deus swallowed his anger with alcohol. I felt like I was being teased, so my drink tasted bitter.

Meanwhile, skewers came out.

Without saying a word, Yulgeum took one skewer and Deus held a skewer in his hand.

“What percentage is your pureblood?”

Yulgeum asked.

“Oh, the measuring machine is broken, so it’s not accurate.”

“It’s not accurate. 10.825.”

Yulgeum’s hand stopped.

“Over 10 percent?”

“That’s why I said it was a machine malfunction.”

“It’s strange.”

“Yes? “It’s strange to suddenly see a pureblood rate in the 10% range in a family of 10,000-year-old warriors.”

“But it’s not impossible. “Because purity is not accumulated.”

Deus, who was listening, suddenly intervened.

“Is it high? “The figure of 10 percent?”

“whopping. For 4th generation warriors, it is around 4-5% at best. It’s twice that amount. Grade D is also around 7%. “

“Isn’t pureblood a measure of how similar one is to the first hero?”

“that’s right. Of the 3 billion living lights, about 300,000 are shaped like humans. Among them, there are about a thousand life fires that determine a hero. “You can say that Zeke has about 100 of the warrior’s life fires.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Just assume there is such a thing.

“10% more than that… I’m a little surprised.”

Zeke scratched his head.

“Not a little bit. “It must be a mechanical breakdown.”

“Why don’t you test it one more time?”

“I’m not doing it with my own money… Yulgeum looked back at Deus.

“Are you scared?”

” what?”

“Because if a hero who is as good as the Last Man is suddenly next to you, you too will have a headache.”

“what.”

“Or why don’t you test it again?”

“no. I can’t let the royal family that I barely found be taken away by the Qing Dynasty. “I went through so much trouble to settle down at Zoryx, and you’re going to do it again?”

“Wasn’t it all Alex and Zeke who did all the hard work? “You pretended to be the owner and hung out with me, right?”

“How hard is it to stay still?”

“One way or another, it seems like you like Zeke. “I quit being a prosecutor because I didn’t want to be taken over by Seonghwangcheong.”

“shut up.”

Deus said this and picked up the green onion chicken skewer placed on the skewer plate.

“Oh, that’s mine! “I saved it.”

Deus smiled evilly and swiped the skewer in one go and put it in his mouth.

“Whoever gets it first gets it.”

“Do not fight. “I’ll bake another one right away.”

Yulgeum asked Zeke.

“Are you really satisfied? “If you take the test again

and get in the 10% range, you can become a hero representing the human world. I guess saints will be lining up to marry you, right?”

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