Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 306

Stole the Demon God’s Warehouse – Episode 310

In that instant, Se-un flinched at Belphegor’s clear gaze.

He hadn’t even explained anything yet…

McQueen seemed not to have reported separately, but Belphegor already knew about Se-un.

Had she seen the nightmare Se-un had just had?

No, that wasn’t enough to explain it. The nightmare McQueen had induced didn’t include Mamon’s warehouse or a Chronos replica.

Indeed, McQueen, who had been bowing beside Belphegor, glanced at Se-un with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

“How did you know?”

“I saw it in a dream!”

“In a dream, you say?”

“Yes! I can’t dream my own dreams. So, when I sleep, I always dream other people’s dreams.”

Belphegor looked up at Se-un, hugging a giraffe-shaped doll tightly.

Her eyes, which had been unfocused, were now gaining strength as she seemed to be waking up.

“I’ve never had such a dream.”

“Do you remember every dream you’ve ever had?”

“…No.”

“Every living thing dreams! About their past, hopes, and fears. Only a tiny fraction of those are remembered. I can see even those forgotten dreams!”

“Are you watching over everyone’s dreams like that?”

“Ehh, no way. I don’t have enough time for that.”

To observe the dreams of everyone in the world.

Listening to Belphegor, it seemed that the dreams she spoke of were not simple dreams.

She observes a lifetime of events and the most memorable incidents and accidents of a living being. Both the good and the bad.

If this were possible for constellations [powerful beings in this world], not just players, her ability would be a source of fear for everyone.

No matter how strong a constellation is, weaknesses exist, and she could find them all.

“I was worried about the nightmare Mac made you have, so I looked around in your dream! That’s why I woke up a little late. Hehe, sorry!”

“…It’s alright.”

Belphegor smiled brightly and patted Se-un on the shoulder.

Because of the height difference, she had to stand on tiptoes to reach him.

‘It’s unpleasant to have my dreams peeked at…

To think the Demon God of Sloth had such power.

It wasn’t an ability related to force, but it was, in fact, more terrifying than any other ability in the world.

As the saying goes, ‘Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.’

In that sense, she possessed an ability that could never lose.

If she weren’t so slothful, she might have been the most dangerous star in the divine realm.

“Then, you probably know why I came here.”

“Yup! You want to borrow my power, right? To stop the fools’ fight and those weird things!”

“That’s right.”

“You’re working sooo hard. I could never do it, I’d be too tired! Mac, you too, right?”

“Of course.”

The Divine-Demonic War and the fall of the Tower.

To be so cheerful even knowing all that.

Perhaps Belphegor was even more carefree than Beelzebub.

“Can I get an answer?”

“Okay!”

A positive answer without a moment’s hesitation.

Se-un was the one who was taken aback. Until just before entering this place, he had been worrying about how to borrow her power.

He never imagined he would receive such a positive answer without a proper explanation.

“I like it here! I like sleeping, not dying. But soon, my sleeping place will disappear, right?”

Belphegor twirled her hair with her finger.

She seemed perfectly fine until just now, but now her eyes were half-closed, struggling to hold back a yawn.

“It’s not like I want to step up. Too bothersome! But someone volunteered to protect my sleeping place, so why would I refuse?”

Belphegor stretched out her hands and brought the giraffe pillow to Se-un.

A blue aura flowed from the pillow and began to absorb into Se-un’s stigmata [a mark or brand associated with divine favor or power].

This was her divinity. The authority of Sloth.

Instantly, he felt the urge to lie down on the floor and fall asleep.

– Grrr…

The stigmata, which had been turning blue, turned crimson again, reducing the lethargy that had been invading his body.

It seemed Ruin had done something inside the stigmata.

Along with that, messages appeared.

– You have been recognized by Belphegor, the Demon God of Sloth.

– Having been recognized by the Demon God of Sloth, you can now use the ‘Authority of Sloth’.

– Having inherited the divinity of Sloth, the recovery of stamina and mana through rest is maximized.

– Having inherited the divinity of Sloth, you can now receive messages from Belphegor, who exists in areas where intervention is impossible.

At the same time as gaining the Authority of Sloth, the usage of the authority was briefly etched into his mind.

Indeed, the authority of a Demon God.

A powerful authority that was by no means inferior to the authorities of other Demon Gods.

“That’s all I can do. This is an area where intervention is impossible due to the contract with the Tower, so even if I overdo it like Mamon, I can’t interfere with the Tower.”

“It’s enough.”

“Hehe, I’m glad you understand quickly. Come and rest sometime when you’re tired! Especially, I’ll let you lie down next to me!”

“M-Ma’am! That’s!”

“Hmm? It’s okay, it’s okay. The bed is this big anyway? Ah, Mac, do you want to rest together too?”

“Of course not! How dare I share a bed with the Demon God!”

“Uwoong, I don’t really mind.”

McQueen glared at Se-un at Belphegor’s suggestion, but McQueen lowered his head at her subsequent suggestion.

“It is more than enough honor for me to merely attend to the Demon God!”

“Hehe, thank you always!”

“Y-Your Grace!”

Moisture flowed down McQueen’s face, who was bowing his head.

Could that be… tears of emotion?

“I’m going to sleep now! I’m so tired after being awake for so long for the first time in a while…”

Belphegor finally yawned and closed her eyes.

She was already half asleep, swaying as if she would collapse at any moment.

McQueen, standing next to her, was sweating profusely, unable to dare to touch her, lest she fall.

“Ah, right!”

Belphegor, who was staggering back to the bed, suddenly turned her feet and looked at Se-un again.

“Satan, he’s training alone and doesn’t care, but Lilith and Lucifer really want to see you!”

Lucifer openly provoked the Black Wing Guild recently, so that was understandable… Se-un tilted his head, not expecting Lilith, the Demon God of Lust, to want to see him.

“Lucifer is originally a dangerous guy. Lilith is, hmm, dangerous in a slightly different way, so you might want to be careful?”

There were a total of three Demon Gods Se-un had not yet met.

The Demon God of Wrath, Satan.

The Demon God of Pride, Lucifer.

The Demon God of Lust, Lilith.

Satan’s sanctuary existed on a high floor that he couldn’t yet reach, so he ignored it.

Lucifer was an enemy he had to face, not an ally, so he moved on.

Lilith seemed to have a relationship with Leviathan, so he was planning to set out to find her soon…

Gulp.

As soon as he heard Belphegor’s words, cold sweat ran down his spine.

The four Demon Gods he had seen before were not ordinary, but somehow he felt that Lilith would be even more out of her mind.

“Don’t worry too much! Leviathan cherishes you, so she probably won’t do anything too harsh.”

Still, he felt a little relieved at Belphegor’s words.

“…Maybe. Hehet, I’m really going to sleep now!”

…Scratch that.

* * *

After the short but intense meeting with Belphegor, before leaving the labyrinth, Se-un found a way to manage the temperature of the shelter as he had discussed with McQueen.

– The power of ‘Templature’ is enhanced according to the mysteries of the Black Tower.

– The stability of ‘Templature’ is enhanced according to the mysteries of the Blue Tower.

– The range of ‘Templature’ is expanded according to the mysteries of the Red Tower.

Templature was a temperature control magic that Se-un often used.

He installed it in the passage connecting the Labyrinth of Fire and the Labyrinth of Water to set the temperature according to the set values.

An efficient method that was on a different level from the Labyrinth of Fire simply spewing fire.

Thanks to the warmth of the Labyrinth of Fire and the cold of the Labyrinth of Water, he could control the temperature without using much mana.

“Still, the effect will wear off someday.”

“It can be used permanently if you inject mana about once a month.”

“Hoo, amazing. Then you can end the prisoner’s punishment.”

“Can you end it arbitrarily?”

“It wasn’t a punishment with a set period in the first place. There’s an alternative method, so there’s no need to use the prisoner. By now, he should have reflected enough.”

“I didn’t know you would trust a prisoner.”

“Even though he’s a prisoner, he used to be a friend. I know the details of the incident, and I occasionally went to visit and talk to him, so he won’t stab me in the back.”

He was a friend, and he even kept him company. How could their friendship not be broken?

As expected, the relationships of demons were difficult to understand with human common sense.

Thud!

“Kiya, how long has it been since I’ve had freedom! The punishment is over…”

Bang!

As if the word had been delivered, River opened the door to the shelter and appeared.

However, as soon as he appeared, he was slammed to the floor by McQueen for raising his voice without thinking.

The fortunate thing was that Se-un had blocked the sound with Silence magic the moment River opened the door.

McQueen also realized this and nodded towards Se-un.

“Thank you.”

“No, how long has it been since we’ve reunited like this…”

“Shh.”

“Cough…”

He seemed to be a little lost, but River soon began to communicate using telepathy.

He probably never imagined that his punishment would end so suddenly.

“Wow, who knew it would turn out like this. Who knew you would be such a lucky charm?”

River grabbed Se-un’s hand.

His overturned face was a bit burdensome, but he couldn’t shake off River, who was sincerely expressing his gratitude.

“If I had lost the bet, I would have been punished until the end. Thank you so much, human.”

The expression ‘human’ didn’t seem to suit someone who was grateful.

Well, he was being punished in that solitary cell for nearly a thousand years, so it couldn’t be helped that he lacked social skills.

“Ah, I can’t just say this. Let’s see, let’s see…”

River rummaged through his pockets as if looking for something.

However, nothing came into his hand. In the first place, there was nothing left to give as a reward to a prisoner who was being punished.

The Lucid Stone that Se-un had taken from him in the bet was his last asset.

“Hmm, I don’t have anything to give you right now…”

“Then.”

When River couldn’t think of a proper reward, Se-un opened his mouth first. Since he wanted to repay the favor, it would be a loss to just let it go.

“Let’s make another contract.”

Before River could refuse, Se-un cut off the tip of River’s index finger.

Looking at the blood droplets that were bubbling out, River frowned as if he was fed up.