Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 301

Stole the Demon God’s Warehouse – Episode 305

Chapter 305

I find out the entrance to the next floor as a reward for covering River’s work for 12 hours.

While trying to finalize the contract with that condition, River made an additional offer.

“But how can I trust you to actually fulfill this contract?”

“How can you not trust me? You should know how these contracts work.”

The Devil’s contract was an absolute agreement that even a Demon God could never deceive.

Seun had already entered into this type of contract twice with Mammon, so he knew it was legitimate.

However, River continued, still looking dubious.

“If things go wrong or I fail in the middle, I’ll have to take all the responsibility, right? If I’m worried about that, I won’t be able to rest properly.”

“So what do you want me to do?”

“If you fail, I’ll collect your soul. I need that much insurance to feel comfortable. Hehehe.”

In fact, this was River’s true intention.

If he could collect a soul with considerable power, he could reduce the intensity of his workload by using the soul as a resource.

That way, he wouldn’t have to rely on humans and could freely utilize the soul’s energy.

The reason River tried to increase the time was to increase the probability of Seun failing.

‘Twelve hours? No way.’

The opponent is just a human.

He’s just a player who has reached the 43rd floor for the first time.

Even if the opponent was a player who reached the 70th floor… no, even if they reached the 80th floor, it would be impossible to replace his work and last for 12 hours.

He thought Seun would hesitate because he seemed like a cautious person, but the answer that came back was surprisingly positive.

“Okay.”

“Oh, you agreed quickly.”

“But I have to get a corresponding price for that.”

“Price?”

“As much as I’m betting my soul, if I succeed, you should not only tell me the entrance to the next floor but also give me a proper reward.”

A smile bloomed on River’s face, who had been worried about what excuse to make.

Reward, price—isn’t that all dependent on whether you endure 12 hours?

He could add as many conditions as he wanted. Again, it would be impossible for that human to last 12 hours.

“Okay. If you succeed, I’ll give you a reward that will satisfy you.”

“Let’s start the contract.”

Blood flowed from Seun’s index finger.

Black blood dripped from River’s index finger as well, even though he didn’t make a separate wound, and mixed with Seun’s blood.

The blood soon formed a contract formation, and Seun and River’s conditions were engraved and permeated it like fog.

With this, the contract between the two was concluded.

“How do I do it?”

“You don’t have to follow my exact method. You probably can’t do it anyway. Just somehow create a heat of 2,000 degrees and heat the floor.”

“I can just set the floor on fire, right? Then the standard temperature will change.”

“That’s right. Well, I’ll have to see it myself first. If you start a fire first, I’ll adjust the temperature.”

The most appropriate way to start a fire is with magic.

Seun took a stance and rotated the circle. In particular, he vigorously rotated the red mana circle that makes up the sixth circle to draw out the mana of fire.

The mystery of the Red Tower [a magical structure known for its fire magic] is fully manifested, and flames overflowed around Seun.

– According to the mystery of the Red Tower, the range of ‘Fire Field’ is expanded.

What’s important now is not destructive power or casting speed. It’s just maintaining a constant temperature flame at a constant size.

So, he omits all the mysteries of the other towers and controls the flame by only focusing on the mysteries of the Red Tower.

Whir-

“Hmm? Well, it’s quite plausible.”

In contrast to the flames that River scattered down through the ceiling, the flames created by Seun rose from the floor.

The two flames roared as if they were trying to devour each other.

However, it is now time to fulfill the contract.

When River withdrew his power, the flames on the ceiling subsided, and the flames on the floor surged even more, as if shouting victory.

“Haa, how long has it been since I’ve had a break? Yes, this is laziness. The fundamental sin and desire of all life… how thrilling is this?”

Even though he was a demon, his words rang true.

He went under Belphegor [a demon lord associated with sloth] in opposition to the ultimate laziness, but he had not enjoyed laziness for countless years.

It was the worst punishment that could be given to a demon of laziness.

‘It was the spirit of youth…’

The reason for the punishment was that River had killed another demon of laziness.

Demons attacking demons was a common occurrence in the Demon World, but River’s case was different.

Under Belphegor’s orders, fighting between demons of laziness was strictly prohibited.

River couldn’t stand it and attacked and killed his allies to climb the hierarchy.

Power was more precious to him than laziness, as his youthful blood was boiling.

However, he could feel it as he was being punished.

The preciousness of laziness.

The reason he joined Belphegor in the first place.

“Raise the temperature more. The floor will cool down.”

Whir-

“Hmm, that’s appropriate. It’s better than I thought.”

As soon as he adjusted the temperature, River collapsed on the spot.

Seun didn’t care where River would lie down and increased the firepower, but the heat of over 2,000 degrees didn’t seem to affect River.

“Haa, I should take a nap for the first time in a while. Keep it up. Otherwise, your head or my head will fly off.”

River closed his eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he began to pretend to sleep… anticipating a sweet nap more satisfying than any sleep in the world, complete with snoring.

* * *

‘How can I trust you and sleep?’

River couldn’t sleep. No, he couldn’t allow himself to sleep.

That’s because, even though he temporarily entrusted the work to that human, it was clearly a punishment Belphegor had given him.

He wouldn’t get caught, but if that human made a mistake, all the blame would fall on him.

No, if he was caught trying to avoid punishment because the temperature was wrong, his life would be forfeit.

‘Still, I can rest…’

Was lying down this comfortable?

His back was straightened, and all the fatigue of his mind and body seemed to be seeping out through his body as it made contact with the floor.

‘By the way, how long will he last?’

The time River contracted with the human was 12 hours. It’s impossible for a human to fill that time…

‘At best, it’ll be three hours.’

He seems to have a talent for magic, but he’s just a human.

There is a clear limit to the mana that can be contained in that weak body.

As evidence of this, the human was taking out a potion from his pocket and drinking it as soon as the contract started.

“Hehehe, how much longer will you last after drinking a potion like that?”

“Just sleep.”

“It’s as enjoyable as sleeping to lie down like this and watch you struggle.”

Mana potion? It’s useless.

Even if he drank the sap of the World Tree [a mythical tree with immense magical power], there is a limit to the mana that a human can hold at once.

Even if he drinks mana potions until his stomach bursts, six hours will be the limit.

‘Still, his skills are good.’

Not much time has passed, but there has been no change in the firepower of the flame from the beginning until now.

Among magic, flames are an attribute that is extremely difficult to control delicately.

But it’s not a small spark, but maintaining a large flame that fills this large space constantly.

If it weren’t for the limitations of the human body, his potential would be truly limitless.

As time gradually passed.

One hour, two hours… four hours.

As time went by, River’s heart, which should have been infinitely comfortable, began to feel uneasy.

‘Why is that guy so fine?’

Even six hours was considered the limit when the potion was of the highest quality. But now, after more than four hours, the human’s condition was so peaceful.

As anxiety rose, his yawning stopped, and his composure disappeared.

‘No, that can’t be. That can’t be…’

He was already unknowingly sitting up and couldn’t take his eyes off Seun.

* * *

‘As expected, it works well.’

Seun thought as he drank the potion.

The mana potion made by Lee Haneul in Jeheton [likely a location or organization] was not only filling mana but also a potion that restores even the slightest mental power that is consumed while using magic.

The amount was quite generous, and he had been drinking it from the beginning, so he had plenty of time.

‘But 12 hours is definitely impossible.’

Seun has six mana circles [a construct that helps a mage cast magic].

In addition, the intelligence stat, which has grown day by day with the authority of gluttony [a power or skill related to consuming things] and exceeded 200, is even approaching 250.

Thanks to this, Seun’s current mana stat was far beyond the level of ordinary players.

However, even so, 12 hours was impossible.

It wasn’t a low-circle magic, but he had to continuously maintain the Fire Field.

Whirr-

As time passed, the mana in the mana circle began to empty. But Seun did not lower the firepower of the Fire Field.

He maintains the firepower mentioned by River until the end and maintains concentration.

However, that too soon reached its limit.

Whirr…

“…Hoo! F, finally, the limit has come! Yes, that’s what humans are like. But to last nine hours, you deserve some praise!”

“The time will pass regardless. Don’t you need the sweet nap you wanted so much?”

“Shut up!”

He was confident in his mental strength.

In addition, he was drinking the potion made by Lee Haneul, so even if his mana was running out, his mental strength was still bearable.

Now that communication with the constellations [powerful, often divine beings] was cut off, there was no way to quickly recover mana right away by borrowing authority.

In that situation, there were a whopping three hours left.

At this rate, he was about to have his soul taken away by River.

And then.

Woong-

Seun’s dantian [an energy center in the body] emitted heat.

Already in preparation for this moment, all the internal energy in the dantian had been converted into yang energy [a type of energy]. Thanks to this, Seun’s body was as hot as if it had become a flame itself.

The moment the flame was scattered as the mana ran out, Seun swung his sword.

– The second form of the Zaha Sword Style [a martial art], Flower Rain Fan Shape, is enhanced through internal energy.

– According to the mystery of the Zaha Divine Art [likely a related skill or technique], heat is added to the martial arts.

Kwarreuk!

Purple flames scattered in a fan shape along the sword path.

Seun did not stop there and continuously swung his sword to fill the entire space with purple flames.

Seun had already repeated the current situation in his head dozens, hundreds of times in preparation for this moment.

That’s why the internal energy properly embedded in the flame was perfectly maintaining the previous temperature.

‘It’s a success.’

Although maintaining the flame using internal energy is an extremely inefficient act, it allowed him to buy time to recover mana.

He won’t be able to completely fill his mana, but if he repeats this method, he will be able to barely last 12 hours.

“T, this is a scam! What kind of human has this kind of power!”