Chthonian Infernalis

by Don Orbit

After the server shutdown, a lone demonic player finds himself in a much larger dungeon than he's used to in a world, where the gods themselves have actually descended to the mortal realm. However when there was one thing this powerful player was familiar with it was RPG games. So it is quite fortunate that he got into a world with game like mechanics, right?

5. Chapter 5

Disclaimer: I don't own Danmachi or Overlord or any referred genre in this story.

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Chapter 5: It is not wrong to give some people a piece of their mind!

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After having teleported to the first floor as soon as he was out of what he presumed to be Ais' range of sensoric abilities and spent a few more minutes with killing monsters that were unfortunate enough to cross his path, Scyron walked up the long staircase to the surface. He knew that something wasn't right with this girl. Among the other members of the Loki Familia, which he had met so far, she had something on her that he couldn't quite grasp. While gods had this divine aura around them that made his demon side want to tear them apart limb for limb and other actions that couldn't be called 'good', this girl basically radiated something that similiar, but weaker. It wasn't really divine and more present like a shadow, but he still saw that she had some kind of potential that the others had not. And then there was the way she acted. Almost emotionless she speaks and looks while being civil. In battle she also barely shows any emotion. Scyron had seen that on the 50th floor. She was always concentrated and observed her surroundings very good. With other words, she was a very talented fighter, if she could act like that even in mortal danger. He could understand her almost inhumane behaviour.

And things that Scyron didn't understood were quite outnerving for the demon player from YGGDRASIL. There were two reasons for this behaviour. The first was that Scyron believed to be more or less a rational person, that would think about a problem first before approaching it. during his time on Earth he had not just to drivebolts into concrete and steel or drive vehicles with materials to a construction side, but also to control the work of himself and his fellow workers. Thanks to the inhumane conditions and the current state of Earth tasks such as maintaining of buildings or other things such as servers like in the case of YGGDRASIL had become very expensive, meaning people with money mostly tried to avoid it.

The second reason was probably from his time in the game. Because YGGDRASIL didn't gave the player too much informations about lore, dungeons, monsters, items, environment etc. the player had to figure everything out themselves and that was possible in two ways. One was that other people told you about it. The disadvantage was that you couldn't be sure that the information they gave you was right and didn't just try to lure you into an open and isolated field to PK you. The second possibility was the bolder one and meant to just settle out into the world on your own. Here you had to be somewhat prepared for everything possible such as hostile environments, all different kinds of monsters, crossing path with other players that you didn't knew and many others. While the second option was giving the Player more certainty about the gathered data it still had the risks of failing miserably.

Actions in the game had to be planned carefully in order to prevent getting oneself killed in the process. A miscalculation could have fatal consequences even for a group of level 100 players such as the informations given about a raid boss. That's why he made a mental note to observe this Ais Wallenstein before making his judgement about her capabilities and strength.

He reached the entrance of the dungeon as looked up a sunny summer sky again. Scyron walked out the dungeon's entrance as he began to look for the reason why he left the dungeon in the first place. Narrowing his eyes at the crowd of adventurers and supporters that walked in the dungeon it was rather hard to find a specific person in this sea of people. Even for someone with sharp senses looking for someone with such an unusual haircolor like Bell. As he walked through the crowd he could hear what the people said about him and felt the stares directed at him, but he couldn't care less right now. He had heard all kinds of things from them already. Some were in awe of his hear, others through him greedy looks as if they were about to steal his stuff righ in broad day light. One person once had tried to do that and ended as a screaming and whining mess on the ground, belging him to stop as Scyron had just grabbed the wannabe thief's wrist and twisted it (maybe a bit too strong). Some people even said he might have killed another adventurer and stole the gear, because he was still relatively new in the adventurer business.

'That stupid naive boy. Running away like a rabbit that just escaped a trap. And that boy wants to be a adventurer and a hero on top of that? He was either very confident in his abilities or had no idea what it means to be an adventurer at all. I'll probably have to be around him 24/7 so he won't get himself killed as soon as he steps into the dungeon.' Scyron thought as he walked down the street as he simply followed something that was better than looking for the boy blindly. It was a series of crimson foot prints that made their way towards the adventurer's guild. At first Scyron thought that perhaps a miniature Blood Meat Hulk, an undead monster from YGGDRASIL, might be running around, but then he remembered that Bell had been soaked from head to toe with the minotaur's blood when Ais cleaved it in two, coloring his White hair crimson. Now the devil didn't knew if a monster could get sick or if it's blood could be poisonous to other creatures like it was sometimes in games or fantasy novels the case, but he immediately knew whose foot prints those were. 'This boy is truly the pinnacle of all lucky morons that I've met so far. And those are quite a few.' Scyron thought as he walked after the bloody footprints. Along the way he could hear people laughing about a certain 'newbie, that has overestimated himself'. That too was enough proof for the demon that it was that stupid child. However before he could do one more step he felt again how his anti-spying spells reacted to block out a certain stalker.

"Can't someone have one moment of peace and quite?" Scyron growled as he almost cast a spell that would have done some 'serious' damage to whoever had tried spy on him again. However deciding that it was better to not do that (at least now) he simply sighed and continued to follow the tracks. They indeed lead right to the adventurer's guild where a pink haired worker of the guild was already cleaning the floor in front of the building with a mop and a bucket of water. 'Right, modern Technology is still not invented yet. Too bad that I have other things to do.' Scyron thought as he stepped over the cleaned floor to not soil it with new dirt. Scyron then simply walked inside the adventurer's guild, however just as he entered the ground floor of the building he immediately caught eye of a certain white-haired boy who was being lectured by a certain brunnette half-elf.

"Seriously alone to the 5th floor?" Eina said as she leaned over the table at which both humanoids sat. Scyron had already thought that she was like the big sister of this organisation, but seeing it in action was just amusing. However, he still had to talk with that boy about what had happened so he walked over to them. Being a tall white armored knight quickly drew the attention of both talking persons to him.

"Hello Eina-san." He greeted the brunette half elf.

"Ah hello Scyron-san. It's been a while." Eina greeted the white armored demon as Bell seemed to shrink even more at the imposing armor.

"Indeed it has. I see you already heard from him what had happened in the dungeon." He said before looked down at Bell, who in return seemed to want to leap right out of a window. "Hey calm down boy. I'm not going to eat ya, you know? We met before, remember? Or is that how you repay kindness to people that saved you?" Scyron asked in a friendly tone as he extended his hand towards the boy for a handshake.

"N-No of course not. Thank you very much for helping me." Bell said in a very fast pace as he bowed down. Scyron sweatdropped as he had almost not understood what the boy had said, before waving him off.

'Boy this guy is an embarrassment to himself.' Scyron thought. "It was nothing really. You were in danger and almost got yourself killed. You were lucky that Ais and I were nearby otherwise you would be now beef for that for that minotaur." He said before he turned his head to Eina. "So you're his advisor too?" He asked.

"That's right. However a certain rookie doesn't seem to be taking my advices very serious." Eina said, adjusting her glasses. Bell wanted to protest, but Scyron butted right in.

"You really should listen to her Bell. It's after all their job and responcibility to make yure you don't charge in blindly." He laughed, before patting Bell on the back. "I'm kidding. I'm just messing with you, but you really have still a long way to go." Scyron said.

"Said the guy who fought his way down to the lower floors of the dungeon all on his own and has become an adventurer after Bell." Eina said. The look on Bell's face transformed from embarrassment to shock and wonder as he looked up to the knight. Scyron narrowed her eyes at the half elf, before brushing the upcoming irritation aside.

"True, but that has nothing to do with that." Scyron said as his voice became serious as he looked at Eina. "Eina, what was a minotaur doing on the 5th floor? These monsters should appear on harder and deeper floors than the 5th. Don't tell me you have started slacking." He said. Eina put a hand to her chin as she thought about it.

"It is indeed strange. Without a factor from outside, minotaurs normally stay in their habitat." She said.

"Indeed. Perhaps someone or something made them go up." Scyron said.

"Perhaps, but it was a single minotaur wasn't it? Also to investigate this would take some time, not to mention that most evidences would be lost by now." Eina pointed out.

'Only if you walk. But I know a few shortcuts.' Scyron thought while smiling smugly behind his helmet. "Perhaps it was a single one. I haven't seen a second of them up there at least. Anyway, did you want to ask Eina something, Bell-kun?" He asked the boy, whose face lit up in a cherry red color.

"W-well I just wanted to know i-if miss Eina knew something about miss W-Wallens-stein..." Bell said shifting uncomfortably from side to side, while blushing madly. Scyron knew what this meant and he was facepalming to this.

"Really Bell? Really?" He asked the boy, who gave him a confused look. Eina meanwhile thought about it.

"Ais Wallenstein. She's a very prominent member of the Loki Familia and is famous for her name Princess of Blades. It is rumrored that she has turned down a thousand marriage proposals already." The half-elf said. Scyron nodded at this. Sure his world was hard and cruel, but there were still some kind of prominents whose life was like a walking story for newspapers. It was disgusting. And this girl was certainly not bad looking so it wasn't really suprising for him to hear that. This world was far behind the Earth he grew up on and the social and national structure were still something that Scyron had to learn about, but he was sure as hell that there were still politicial marriages or men, that viewed their wifes as decoration.

"Yeah, but does she have already someone?" Bell asked a bit impatiently.

"If she has lover? Mhmm... I don't think so." Eina said.

"That's great!" Bell beamed with a large smile on his face. Eina then however adjusted her glasses in such a way that made it impossible to see her green eyes due the reflection of light on the glasses.

"But due her status in such a powerful familia like the Loki Familia, your chances with her are like zero." She said. Bell's face dropped into a depressive frown as Scyron crossed his arms and shook his head.

"Ah yes. The things that unobtainable are the ones we desire the most." He said. "But did you really think you could just ask her out for a date just because she saved your life?" Scyron asked as the depressive aura that Bell emitted only intensified. The demon sighed at this as he pat Bell's shoulder. "Perhaps you get a chance to talk with her if you don't bolt away again like a complete idiot. But do not worry Bell. I'm sure you can handle this and work on your self-confidence."

"I don't know if you want to make me feel better or worse..." Bell mumbled. Scyron just chuckled.

"Oh yes, I'm just trying to make you feel worse. Give me some more of your misery so I can bath in it." Scyron said sarcastically, before turning serious again. "But now to be honest you shouldn't overdoing it. It might be true that you gain more experience with every fight, but blindly charging in won't do any good for an unexperienced guy like you. Go only as far as you know that you can actually return. If you can beat the monsters on one floor without getting yourself handed back, go to the next. One step after another you will reach your goal. That's simply how it is." He said crossing his arms. Bell looked up to the armored adventurer with an hopeful glint in his eyes.

"Really?" He asked.

"How else?" Scyron replied as he sat down next to the Boy. "When I started I always got beaten by weak monsters that most others could defeat with one swing of their sword. But did I gave up? No I didn't. I worked hard on myself and when I was strong enough to beat those weak monsters I took on the next stronger ones. Over and over again I hit the ground, but I didn't cave in. I didn't give up. With time you will become strong enough to even take on that Minotaurs like they are nothing but goblins." The devil said, though he almost said a monster from YGGDRASIL that he wasn't sure if it did existed in this world. 'Why the hell am I encouraging this boy? He's still above level 5. A lower lifeform. But then again...' He thought.

"Thank you very much Scyron-dono!" Bell bowed down at this.

"I'm not the one you should thank. At least not the only one." Scyron said. "Remember that you bolted off without even thanking Ais." Bell's face flushed red at this as he looked down. "But don't worry. I'm sure we will meet her again." Scyron said giving the boy a thumps up. "Can I leave the rest to you Eina-san?"

"Well that's my job after all." The half elf said with a smile.

"I see. In that case I'll be off then. See'ya." The demon said waving at the two before walking out the guild hall. 'This boy... it seems we all start small, huh?' He thought. Now he knew why he helped Bell. It was because Bell reminded him a lot of how he had been when he had been a simple imp that just had started playing YGGDRASIL. Because being an heteromorph in YGGDRASIL, he had to start with one of the starting races. One couldn't simply begin as an archangel or archdemon. All different groups of player races basically had initial races such as for example for demons imps or for undead were zombies and skeletons available. Then came more advanced races with higher stats such as devils, vampires and dullahans. And then came final races which were like the dead end of evolution, which meant that no matter what the Player couldn't transcend into an higher evolved race such as the undead overlord was the end of the skeleton Evolution line.

Back then he was nothing, but a door mat for other players. He was constantly stepped on, pked for fun and always got the shortest end when it came to item drops. That changed only slightly when he became a devil since he might got higher stats, but it wasn't easy to maintain this Level as he was still a walking target for practicing attacks and spells for the human races.

But then he was taken in by the Infernal League. Together they managed to reach heights that Scyron didn't even knew about back then. That was before it was disbanned after the loss of their dungeon. The memory clung to Scyron's soul like glue, but it was what made him form his guild Chthonian Infernalis after all. Even if he was the only member and had no dungeon, it was this memory of his friends that kept him going. And he wished that he wasn't the only one of the guild to be transported into this world so they could come back together, talk about what had happened in all These years both in YGGDRASIL and the real world and then go back on new adventures together.

Scyron shook his head at this. He didn't even knew if his friends had been only at this point or if they had deleted their accounts by now as they all had cut their ties with him and one another. He couldn't even have looked on his friend list to check on it even if he wanted to. It made him feel lonely and abandonned. Casted aside like some broken tool that couldn't serve it's original purpose anymore.

'No don't think like that! There is always hope so don't snuff it out before you even tried!' He mentally yelled at himself. 'It might be my fault, no it was my fault that we had disbanned, but...I still want to see them again. Even if it is only for a moment. Damn I sound childish.' Scyron thought. He walked towards the Hostess of Fertility as he again felt how this stalker tried to breach his defenses. 'Quite presistent aren't we? I wish I knew who would try to spy on me so I could rip their blind eyes out, since they simply cannot read the large Keep Out! sign writen on all these spells.' He thought annoyed as he reached the inn. Stepping inside he greeted the waitresses before he made his way to the room to close the door and unequip his armor. Back in his casual clothes he sat on the bed and fell backwards on it. He wasn't tired the slightest, however he was mentally a little exhausted. He simply had no idea what he should do. Going in the dungeon was good to relief stress however he had the feeling that his own actions within the dungeon might have lead to the minotaur incident earlier.

As far as Scyron could grasp it was that the dungeon acted like a giant organism and the monsters within acted like white blood cells to destroy invading bacteria and viruses in order to maintain the health of the organism. When he had spent a longer time on the 58th floor he had faced slightly stronger monsters over time, which meant that the dungeon had recognised and learned that Scyron was a far more dangerous opponent that the adventurers. This in return could have lead the dungeon to rise it's 'security level' which would have lead in return to the appearance of the minotaur on the 5th Floor. However as Scyron thought about it he was getting more and more evidence that that couldn't be right.

Minotaurs usually spawned on the lower regions of the dungeon around the 10th to the 17th floor. However even when Scyron caused havoc earlier in the lower regions of the dungeon he never saw a change of the dungeon monsters' behaviour. And then there was Ais Wallenstein who had appeared right in the moment after Scyron had launched his attack. Did she knew that the minotaur was up there? Why did she track it down so far from where her familia was supposed to be? It made no sense to the demon. He cursed himself for not asking that but then it would have been suspicious if his adventurer persona knew about the sudden retreat from the 50th Floor, that only the Loki Familia members could have known and his real self. Sighing he sat up on his bed.

He then grabbed a book from his inventory. It was a simple item that the player could use to write things down. For example he had a book with all spells that he knew and could cast from YGGDRASIL, which had taken 2 hours straight to write down in every detail, from MP that were used to cast the spell to it's effects. Quite a detailed work from some role player. However this book was more for enjoyment. It was a book with sketches of various things that Scyron had drawn. He would never admit it to any stranger, neither from YGGDRASIL or the real world, but he was actually a fan of the old comic book heroes from the old books that were no longer produced. There was no reason why someone would draw how some superhero would save the world that was doomed to fall apart anyway.

However when Scyron had laid eyes on them, his inner child screamed as he basically absorbed stories of heroes and villians with supernatural powers to either save or destroy the world. Also they sometimes had cool outfits that inspired some YGGDRASIL player to customize their armor after their example. Though Scyron had drawn a few of his ideas in this book he never published any to make money. Instead it was just an empty dream that was doomed to fail anyway. Speaking of villians another thought crossed his mind.

'Now that I've revealed my demon self the Loki Familia might spill the beans and tell all the other gods about the demon within the dungeon. I really don't need an inquisition force of adventurers in the dungeon to be honest.' He sighed. 'I guess I should stick to the dungeon and then explore the city a little more, however I could need a bot more Intel. But from where?' After thinking for a minute or so about the pros and cons of the possible candidates to spy on he made a decision as he nodded to himself. 'I think I'm going to say hello to Loki again. My last introduction was a bit short wasn't it?' He thought as he changed into his demon persona. After donning his armor and putting on the mask he stood in his room and cast a few spells. "[Invisibility]. [False Life Data]. [Higher Mind]." He said as the devil opened the window and looked back at the Shadow Demon that still had not disappeared like it would have in the game. "Stay here and keep an eye on the room. I'll be back tonight." Receiving a nod from the shadow as it crept beneath the bed, the archdevil spread his wings as he flew outside the room. The summon he left behind only closed the window after that.

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Later

Flying over the large city of Orario took much less time than going through the streets and alleys of the city. Also this way he avoided to be detected by the citizens of the town, which might Panic too fast or jump conclusions. He could already see the Twilight Manor. The sun started to set as the Loki Familia returned from their failed expedition to their home the Twilight Manor. Now manor was perhaps the wrong word to say it as the building itself looked more like a small castle. The building was surrounded by walls guarded by a few of the members. The Loki Familia wasn't the second strongest familia for nothing and they had no problem to show it to everyone in Orario. Especially not their rival the Freya Familia.

Scyron arrived at the Twilight Manor as the adventurers were walking over the large courtyard and pushing the wagons over to the storage to put them somewhere dry and safe, while putting back unused items into their place for other members to use and drop items to sell them later. Scyron had only casted [Invisibility] on himself so he didn't scare everyone to death with his sudden appearance. He had to say that he had taken interest in the second strongest familia as their position had many advantages. Also he could study the adventurers a bit better than stalking them through the dungeon. Just as he was Standing at the sidelines he began to cast another spell.

"[Summon Low Tier Demon]. [Invisibility]. [Silent Move]." He casted as he felt how the small demonic monster appeared next to him behind a small bush so that no one noticed the glyph that would have given away his position. He turned his head to the small creature that even he couldn't see, but feel. It was weird but he had some kind of mental connection of some sort that allowed him to know if his summon was actually still there. "Find the office or meeting room of Loki and stay there. Require reconnaisance and stay hidden." he said in a whisper as he got a small sound from the creature as it made it's way inside the manor. He himself was now Walking at the very back of the group right behind a certain pink clad elf, which he recognised.

'Isn't that this girl from the dungeon? She seems to be down for some reason. Well figures when you are the weakest and feel like a burden to everyone else in the raid. Perhaps I should give her one of my books for learning tier based magic, but then again the magic of this world seems to require incarnations and longer casting times. I guess that makes me the abnormal one here. I think I have felt the same way as this girl when I was younger, but this is however how it was. Not everyone could be the main damage dealer or the wildcard. Also a guild needs more than just muscle power. Craftsmen and other classes that were more for roleplaying were quite useful to support fellow players. And seeing how big and how much influence a guild can get here, it's save to say that they are basically the guilds of this world. ' He thought as his mind wandered back to his comerades. He remembered that Mako sometimes had felt down for not being useful for the guild during raids as he had back to that point more focused on production job classes such as chef.

Scyron chuckled silently at this, before concentrating back on the task at hand. 'I hope my summon will find the goddess. I mean this place is huge and it is so small. She could be anywhere. It was already luck that I met her in my adventurer persona. I wouldn't be suprised if she didn't left the manor for...' However he was cut of by the loud banging of a door as just the very goddess was running out the manor right at the group with a smile that looked just fake, but somehow Scyron could tell that it wasn't. She sped towards her 'children' with a speed that seemed to rival that of a cheetah. 'Or I'm wrong like I've been so many other times since I've come into this world. Wait. What's that?' He thought as he noticed something odd about the goddess. Perhaps it was a part of him that resembled lust, but he could clearly picture how this woman wanted to grope Ais and her other female children. Apparantly his [Higher Mind] spell that ususally let's the player predict the movements of monsters and other players and his demonic nature combined had allowed him to see what was going to happen if nothing was going to stop this woman. He was lucky that his mask covered his face, because he wasn't sure if his [Invisibility] would hide the blush on his face. Sighing to himself he decided to change the plan slightly. Seeing what would have happened by the immensive amount of lust displayed by Loki, Scyron had to act like a gentleman.

"Did you all come back safely?" Loki said as she was ready to downright violate her children. Ais, Tiona and Tione moved out of the way as they were used to this already, but Lefiya couldn't move in panic. All she could do was making a panicked and slightly amusing 'Eehh?!' However Scyron, who was still invisible, grabbed Lefiya by her shoulders and put her out of the harm's way by simply lifting her up slightly and putting her back on her feet a bit further to his side. In midair the goddess couldn't change course and she had her eyes closed, so she slammed face first into his armored chest as he deactivated his [Invisibilty]. For Loki this however wasn't as amusing as it was for the devil while she held head in pain. "Ow! Oi! Did someone... cast [Stone... Hide]..." Loki's voice trailed off as she looked up to the full armor clad demon. When Loki looked up she immediately noticed the sinister looking, black armor and the yellow inhumane eyes. However before she could say something Scyron had cut her off.

"Oh sorry. Didn't saw you there. Are you hurt?" Scyron said as he wrapped his tail around Loki's waist and put her back on her feet. For Scyron it was sometimes incredible how much strength such a thin and rather weak looking appendage had. If it was as strong as it looked one could cut the spine like tail with a simple sword, but he knew better. It was most likely that his entire body was very durable because of his level. However he was sure that Loki wouldn't have taken any damage since she was technically on high level as well, though their powers were slightly sealed away.

"You!" Came the outcry (or squeak in the case of a certain elf, who must not be named) from a few adventurers as they shook out their stupor and reached for their weapons as Scyron released a sigh. He looked over his shoulder where a guard held a sword up to his neck.

"Seriously? I'm just coming over to say hello and the best you can come up with is a sword at the neck?" Scyron asked as he grabbed the weapon and crushed the metal into tiny shards, rendering one of the guards defenseless as he stumbled backwards in fear. "I think you should know better by now. I'm kind of disappointed." Scyron said. Loki then got up.

"Well, well what do we have here~?" Loki said as she took a few steps backwards to look at Scyron a bit better as if he was a fish on a hook. "A sentient monster? That's new. Or are you just a guy who likes dressing up just to tag along for Ais-san?" Loki said with a glare, but Scyron simply tilted his head as he didn't understood.

"Okay seriously, what does the blonde girl have to do with this? Look, I was just passing through as your group got into trouble and I helped them. Thanks would be appreaciated." Scyron said as he turned to Lefiya. "Though your intentions towards some of your children are a little...disturbing. Ever heard that it is illegal to abuse employees, especially sexually harrassing them, even if it is their employer?" He asked as Tiona walked up to Loki.

"Loki, he helped us back in the dungeon. Really. He said he's a demon." She said.

"Be careful. We don't know what he's capable off nor what he's doing here." Riveria said to the other adventurers as she remembered the destruction this individual had caused on the 50th floor. It was an understatement to say that she was afraid. Her entire body screamed with every fiber and every cell to run away, but neither her pride nor her duty would let her do so. Even if it meant that she would die here.

Ais was on high alert as well. Though she didn't sense any bad intent from the demon and the fact that he had helped them before she was still ready to engage this creature if he should try something funny. However, deep down she doubted that she could even make a scratch on this monster. All on his own he took out a massive Horde of monsters that she and her familia had struggled against while he simply threw spell after spell at them, without beating an eye. In fact, his Magic power seemed to rival Riveria's. Her grip on her sword Desperate tighten at this point.

"What? A demon?" Loki asked with a risen eyebrow as she looked at the bat like wings and the spine like tail. Gods usually had no very high opinion about demons especially since they basically were nothing but evil and unholy. However right now Loki could only see it, but not feel anything unholy. "Well he looks like one, but are you sure about that?" Loki asked sceptical. Scyron chuckled at this, earning confused looks by the others.

"If you believe me or not will change nothing about the truth. However if you insist I'll gladly prove it." He said as he spread his six wings.

"Sure whatever. I have no problem with...!" Loki stopped as Scyron released an massive amount of unholy energy. Unholy attacks were very effective against holy creatures such as angels and heavenly creatures, however what Scyron released was by no means dangerous or harmful. It was simple energy that took form in form of hellfire that engulfed his body and made lightning crack around him.

Loki and the adventurers next to him were rendered speechless, while Loki was looking afraid of him. Seeing this he concealed his presence again as Loki fall on her rump due the shock. It was as if she was just a small light that had been ecliped by the sun. The shock made it impossible for her to even utter a word. Scyron looked at her as he simply walked over to her and offered her a hand.

"Sorry about that. I didn't thought your reaction would be that intensive." He said. Loki looked at the masked face, then at his hand and back to his face."Uh... are you going to just sit there and stare at me?" Again there was no response from the goddess. Scyron sighed and hung his head at this, before shaking it. "Okay sorry for frightening you. I didn't mean to scare anyone. Especially not pretty ladies like you." Scyron said. Now that shook Loki out her stupor. She then grabbed his hand and was pulled back to her feet again.

"My my. A real cavalier aren't we?" Loki said back in her usual self. Scyron actually looked away from the goddess at this. It wasn't because what she said, but more because the lust that she emitted. It really was making Scyron think that the vikings not just had portraited her with the wrong gender because of her flat chest, but also due her flirty attitude. After all she was the goddess of mischief. Also Scyron was anything, but not used to the contact with the opposite gender. The members of the Loki Familia also looked with deadpans at this. However Scyron was cut out his thoughts when a familiar unfriendly voice rang through the air.

"What kind of bullshit are you talking about?" Bete asked. "There is no way someone would find Loki attractive." A few adventurers snickered at this as Scyron simply vanished and reappeared behind the werewolf so fast that at first no one noticed. The realization came when a strong wind was kicked up do the demon's fast movement.

"Now now, has your mother not taught you to be nice to girls? Or are you one of those children that hit other children, because you got a bad grade in school?" Scyron asked. Bete spun around aiming a kick against Scyron's neck, however his leg was effordlessly caught without even looking at it. Bete's eyes widened at this. "I see. Perhaps you need to come down from that high horse of yours." Scyron said as his lipless masked formed a smile.

"Let go you asshole." Bete snarled. Scyron frowned at the a-word. He really didn't like that word. Not. At. All.

"That's not very nice." He plainly said.

"Shut up and let go, you asshole." Bete said as he tried to kick him with the other leg as well, but it was caught like the other. When Bete was falling backwards Scyron let go of his legs. That was used immediately by the werewolf to regain his balance, however once again on his two feet the demon towered over him with unholy energy surging from his body. He leaned closer to Bete's wolf ears so the werewolf heard loud and clearly what he had to say in a neutral tone, so everyone could here it.

"Call me an asshole. One more time." Scyron said as he tilted his head slightly to listen very carefully to Bete's next words. The werewolf's lips twitched slightly at this as he simply couldn't resist the temptation and opened his mouth.

"Assho-OOAAHHHHH!" Before he could finish Scyron grabbed him by the collar and threw his arm up with all his strength, throwing up Bete in the process so fast and high that his form and scream slowly disappeared when he breached the clouds. The people on the ground only looked after the flying werewolf with their jaws dropped down, save for Riveria, who looked wary at the demon, Ais, who was only had her mouth open slightly in an o-shape, and Loki, who was just looking at the events in front of her, though she had to admit it was hilarious in it's own absurd way. "Whoops." Was all that Scyron said sweatdropping about the even for him unexpected outcome. He then turned back to the Loki Familia. "So now that Mr. Inpolite is right now flying up into the stratosphere, how about we talk now like civilised persons and not just brandish our weapons like some kind of cavemen?" He suggested. "So how was the walk back from the 50th Floor? It's a pretty long way up again." He said. None of the adventurers said anything at first.

"I don't think that you have to know that." Riveria said sternly. Scyron frowned a little at this.

"Hey it's not like I killed your friend. He's just keeping his mouth shut while the adults are talking." Scyron said. As he seemed to get no reaction at all from the adventurers he gave up. "Oh well. I guess we will have to talk another time then. I'll be taking my leave then. But first..." Scyron said as he looked up and walked a few steps to the west side of the courtyard when Bete came down again screaming in panic. However instead of landing on top of the cobblestone tiles, where his body most likely would have exploded like a ripe watermelon, Scyron caught the werewolf with one arm and put him down again on his feet, however Bete's legs gave in and he looked horrified at the demon player. "I hope you learned your lesson. And for everyone's sake get a fresh pair of pants." Scyron said as he turned back to the others. "Well, see you next time. Oh and you really shouldn't tell anyone what happened here. It would reflect quite bad on the second strongest familia to be defeated without a fight you know. Would be a shame if that would happen." He said in an innocent tone, though the smile on his face was as dark as the night. The unspoken threat was obvious to everyone. 'Tell anyone about this and I'll cut you all down.' would be a more direct way to say it, though Scyron did only thought slightly about actually doing this. His demonic side really was getting the better of him lately. "Bye bye. [Gate]." With that the demon vanished from the people's eyes through the portal, leaving the Loki Familia stunned and Bete with 'slightly' wet pants on the ground.

"Any suggestions about what we should do?" Riveria asked Loki.

"First off, we should keep quite about this...for now." Loki said as she worried about her children's wellbeing. Bete might not be the strongest, but he wasn't weak either. And if she lost Ais...it would be devastating. And then there was the aura this demon had emitted. Never before in her existence had she felt such a darkness. 'Even in heaven they must have felt this. It was like the burning hells just invaded this world all together.' She thought. She knew that she couldn't tell the others, but she also couldn't do nothing about it. Loki then brushed the thought aside and smiled like she usually did. "Now you guys must be all sweaty. So girls go under the showers and wash up. I'll wash your backs~." She said as her perverted behavior resurfaced. Everyone looked sweatdropping at her (safe for Lefiya, who was slightly squeaking in embarrassment).

'Is she serious?' Was the unspoken question that everyone asked themselves right now. Inwardly the goddess of mischief, however was screaming in fright. She really wanted to tell the other gods about this, but she would rather be stupid if she told everyone at the banquet in 2 days that a monster of enormous strength had apparantly escaped from the depths of hell itself expecting that there would be no consequences. The intensity of the unholy energy had been a little too much. On the other hand she was interested and somehow flattered at the demon's comment about her being pretty, though it could have been a trap. Meanwhile a small shadow crept beneath one of the book shelves in Loki's room as a pair of large eyes peered through the shadows of the furniture.

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A few hours later

Night had fallen over the world once more as Scyron was again in the forest far away from Orario as he experimented with his powers. Right after the introduction at teh Twilight Manor he went back to the spot he had been before to continue his experiments.

In front of him laid a goblin nail, a drop item from the goblins of the dungeon. Next to it was the magic stone of the same creature. It wasn't much however if his theory was right he might got a bit closer to the nature of the dungeon. He stetched his hand out to the small nail as he began his experiment.

"[Resurrection]." He said as a bright light flooded the forest. The bright light lasted for several moments, before dying out and revealing the results to the demon. The Magic stone still laid on the ground unchanged, however the nail of the goblin had been enough to return the monster to it's orginal form. Though it was unconcious and laying on the ground as if it had fallen asleep it seemed to be fine. Scyron took the magic stone, before poking the creature with the handle of his his trident spear, causing the red eyes of the creature to open.

Immediately it let out a screech like a monkey and pounced away from the devil as it bared it's claws and fangs like a caught rat. Scyron said nothing as he simply swung the weapon once in a vertical slash, splitting the creature in the middle. Blood stained the grass and ground as the body halves fell to the ground with a wet thud. Scyron put his spear away and instead held out a small crystal. It was a rather useless item of YGGDRASIL to record sounds. It could be used to create distractions, but also to have something like a Audio diary.

"The result of using an drop item, that actually was part of the monster's body, was unexpected. The monster itself has shown hostile behaviour, but more like that of a feral animal than a blood thirsty killing machine. A magic stone was not required to resurrect the creature. In fact it doesn't seem to react to the resurrection at all. A hypothesis would be that the magic stone act as a connection to the dungeon itself and therefore manage to make multiple types of monsters react as one instead of killing one another. This Needs to be investigated later. Another theory would be that the magic stone are objects of foreign origin and get into the monster's Body after it's creation, but that has been rendered wrong by observing the process of a monster's spawning." Scyron said as he stepped closer to the corpse of the goblin.

"I am not good with anatomy of any lifeform, however as far as I can tell this creature possesses almost all necessary organs to be a functionating organism such as brain, lungs, heart and entrails. I would need to examine the corpse later on under better circumstances than this forest, however bringing a dead goblin to the inn would be more than weird. It would be better to destroy the corpse here and later to resurrect more of them in order to compare multiple specimen of the same species of monster." Scyron continued. "The monster species of goblins in this world is very different from the YGGDRASIL goblins like other monsters are as well. This breed of goblins has many sharp teeth and grows small horns like a crown on it's head. Their lower half is covered with primitive clothing which I presume is due the dungeon's spawning process. They have shown no sign of intelligence so far, making me wonder if goblins of this world are nothing, but primitive socialised animals."

The player deactivated the item as he destroyed the corpse with a [Black Hole], before continuing his experiments. He grabbed the goblin's, magic stone and channeled his own energy into the dark purple crystal. It was not much, but still enough to make the crystal change it's color to a shining red. It seemed to radiate a small bit of darkness itself.

"How interesting. It seems like my own demonic energy has fueled this little crystal with that much energy that it now had become a piece of unholy energy itself. Perhaps I'll be able to use these stones for something in the future." The demon said as he put the crystal away. 'I wish there would be monsters around Orario, so I wouldn't need to always go into the dungeon to test my summons' strength against the local monsters. I'm almost constantly walking on hot coals. If one of those adventurers would see me summon a creature like those high level demons I'd be forced to kill them. Though I'd like to study the Magic of those falnas. Would be interesting to see how they are gathering EXP and let their donners level up.' He thought as he returned to his experiments.

After several hours of experimenting with all kinds of monsters and items from the dungeon he used [Gate] to get back to Orario just as the sun slowly crept over the horizon and painted the dark nightsky with warm colors.

Back inside his room he was greeted by the Shadow Demon that was patiently waiting like a guard dog. Ever since he had heard that the Freya Familia Looks for him, he has risen his security meassures further and further. Though introducing himself to Loki was meant more as a simple contact it was also a warning to prevent them to talk too much. If they did it wouldn't just be humiliating, but also very dangerous for them. After all these monsters in the dungeons were stronger than average human beings and the adventurers were stronger than them, but were they really strong enough to take on him? The answer was clear. No they were not. And that was why they had to be careful as well.

Shaking his head Scyron got into his bed and fell asleep shortly after.

---

Meanwhile

The adventurer hung in the air with arms and legs tied up by long tentacles. Their vice like grip held him perfectly in the air as the Young man couldn't move at all. He could move his neck, but that didn't help the slightest as he was face to face with the monster tha lived within this cave. It's eyes were all directed to him. The adventurer knew that he wouldn't leave this place alive, but he was suprised as the monster asked him trivial questions about what was outside the cave.

"So you came here because the animals I ate were lifestock of a nearby village? I see. However I have you known that now I have hunted them, but my subordinates. Until now I cannot leave this place yet. And what you told me makes things even worse." The monster said as it's long appendages tightened around the adventurer's limbs, making him grunt in discomfort.

"What do you mean?" The man said.

"That is unimportant for you. I'm sorry, but I cannot let you leave this cave." With that another pair of tentacles came out the darkness and grabbed head of the man, who screamed and trashed around desperately, before his neck was snapped. The monster sighed. "How unfortunate. At least you will have one more to eat now." With that the monster threw the body away as it head how something crept towards the body. Then there was a dripping and hissing sound as well as well as the cracking of bones. The monster made it's way back into it's lair where it stabbed the sword of the adventurer into the ground, before falling dormant again.

'The surface is like that huh? I really should try and find a way out of here. But I can't really leave these alone, but they won't leave me. For now I need some sleep and think about it tomorrow.' It thought.

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A couple of hours later

Scyron woke up by the loud banging on his locked door. The wood groaned and cracked in protest as the demon almost fell out of the bed at the sound. However the reason he got up in the first place was the fact that the shadow demon had already grown sharp blade-like limbs and was ready to skin whoever was rude enough to wake him at this hour alive.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" He exclaimed almost panicking as he put on his usual clothes and walked over to the door as his shadow demon fused back with his shadow. Unlocking and opening the door he came face to face with no one else, but the one and only Mama Mia.

"Well awake aren't we?" She said crossing her arms, while she didn't look too happy.

"Who wouldn't after being woken up like this?" Scyron replied tiredly as he looked at the older woman. "Sorry if I overslept. I couldn't find any rest yesterday and fell asleep some time after midnight." He said as he faked to rub the sleep out of his eyes. In fact he was wide awake after Mia had banged against his door. Speaking of which it was dented in slightly and the wood had cracked around the space it was knocked against. Mia huffled at this.

"That is no excuse to stand up this late. It's almost midday." She said sternly. Scyron couldn't help, but smile slightly as he recognized the traits of a slightly hidden maternal instinct in the actions. She really behaved like a mother whose child didn't stand up early for work.

"Sorry about this ma'am. I shall not happen again." Scyron bowed. The woman in front of him only nodded.

"Fine, but make sure of that." She said sternly. "I don't want to come up everyday to wake the guests."

"Of course ma'am." The demon replied. 'She's scary when she wants to be.' He mentally sweatdropped, before he donned his armor and walked downstairs as well. In the inn a few workers had already gathered for their lunch break, while others were simply adventurers that were not in the dungeon and enjoyed the service of the personal and/or their looks.

Seeing the scenery Scyron went back into analyser mode as he began to study every person in the room. Their equipment was not very high for YGGDRASIL Standards, but they seemed to be for what he had seen they were around level 2 or 3, meaning the most common and average power level of adventurers here in Orario. There was nothing else that was somehow suspicious. Turning to the waitresses and Mama Mia he nodded slightly.

"I'll be off for today. Most likely I'll return some time in the evening." He said in a friendly tone as he walked out the door. Some adventurers had already gotten to know that the white armored knight was living in this inn and it was already getting normal for him to receive 'goodbye' and 'good luck' from both the waitresses and the guests in the inn.

'Let's see. I already made contact with the Hespahestus and Loki Familia. Maybe I should do what I did when I had nothing to do in YGGDRASIL.' He thought as he walked towards the dungeon. 'Also my money supply won't last forever and I still Need to make a permanent base for operations. The Hostess of fertility is nice, but it is simply to crowded with adventurers. Not to speak of being unable to do any experiments within the building. However even if I purchase a home within Orario it would be bad to do any experiments in it should something go wrong. It needs to be isolated and somewhere where not too many people are on a regular base.' Scyron thought while walking through the crowds of busy people. 'It would be okay if this would be Earth, but this is not the world I grow up on, though it's most likely going to become like it sometime in the future. Well I better worry about my purse right now. I think mowing down every Monster in my way from the 10th floor on should be enough. Meanwhile I could start and look for a few rare items to sell them.' He thought as his mind was swarmed by many more new possibilities. However in the Corner of his eye he could see the People in the alleys looking at his back. Just in that moment his defenses reacted again.

'That stalker is still persistent as I see. Damn I really don't want to deal with this right now...' He thought as his spell reacted again. 'What again? Is there a second stalker or...Don't tell me...' Some thoughts began to dawn the demon's minds as he kept walking as if he had noticed nothing and look as normal as anyone else. 'I see. Not a bad idea. Using this tactic is risky, however if this person keeps this up it will allow them to pinpoint my location, due the reaction of my spell. And since they are not just asking the guild they most likely want to keep quite about it. Call me impressed whoever you are, but I'm still not interested to meet someone who isn't respecting my privacy.' He thought with a smug smile beneath his helmet as he walked into the dungeon. Right after he entered the first floor he used [Gate] and reappeared on the 10th floor before anyone could even follow him.

On the 10th floor everything seemed to be peaceful and calm, though the demon could here the steps of the orcs and imps in the thick mist. He grinned as he grabbed his sword as he could barely wait for the battle to begin.

---

Meanwhile

Freya panted as she held her left eye in immensive pain as she almost fell on her knees at this harsh rejection of her ability. Ottar was also in the room if something unexpected should happen. First the strange being had reappeared on the surface, but it's aura was so dark that it couldn't have been human or the other mortal creatures that roamed this world. Still she looked down the lower world from her high tower as she scanned with her right eye the city for that mysterious adventurer that had appeared not long ago. However she couldn't find the painful rejection any longer on the surface, meaning that he was now in the dungeon.

"It seems that my two newest subjects have entered the dungeon." She said as she turned to Ottar. She took the hand away from her eye, revealing it being red and tearing in pain. "Ottar would you be so Kind and look if you can deliver our Invitation to this Scyron this time. He seems to be in the lower levels of the dungeon." She said. Ottar looked at her, before nodding and leaving her room. Freya shook her head at this and sighed. "Some children really can be troublesome. Ottar you were always so calm and determined, but now you are like a volcano ready to erupt any second now. Just what happened out of this boy?" She asked herself, before turning her attention back to Orario far below her feet. A playful smile etched itself on her face. "Things are going to be interesting. I hope that this stranger will be alright."

---

A few hours later, on the 24th floor

The greatsword slashed through another mushroomman like creature as the demon in disguise mowed down every monster in his way he almost reached the 25th floor, but then a large quantity of monsters decided to say 'Hey an intruder. Let's attack him.' A laughable attempt for Scyron as the monsters only did not flee because he was suppressing his demonic aura. If he would unleash it at it's weakest the monsters would think twice about even looking in his direction.

Despite the monsters similiarities to ordinary spawn mobs of dungeons the monsters in this dungeon felt natural invoked sensations such as primal fear and the like. However, Scyron was here to make money so he made money in form of magic stones and drop items. However in the next moment hear footsteps walking towards his direction. Now the player didn't expect any humans to come down here and the attempt to locate him were quite disturbing him. Quickly looking around for some way to hide Scyron took off faster than an ordinary human being could.

Only moments later Ottar stomped along the way that Scyron had taken himself as he looked around the floor for any evidences that the demon player had taken this route. As the boaz walked around the demon was actually hiding not far away in the vegetation. Then suddenly the wall cracked not far away form Ottar, causing the sole Level 7 of Orario stop in his tracks. Out of the wall jumped a monster type that looked like a giant wasp hive. Eina had told Scyron about these monsters as well and recommended to avoid them.

Blood Hives were monsters that were mostly passive hunters, that ususally waited for their prey to come to them while they hid in the gaps of the walls much like moray eels or trapdoor spiders. Then they went into the offensive and spawned Death Hornets, a large insectoid monster that would finish the adventurer off. Also blood hives were able to jam their opponents movements with thick, syrup or honey like substance. Apparantly it was some kind of honey which was why it was sometimes requested to be brought to merchants on the surface through item gathering quests. Looking at the cone shaped monster, Scyron had to think about a similiar insectoid monster from YGGDRASIL.

Also he could tell that this Level 7 adventurer was anything, but in danger. Deciding to enjoy this show Scyron leaned back in the bush he hid inside and relaxed.

The Blood Hive's hornets were rushing towards Ottar who only drew his greatsword and began battering them away like some flying pieces of trash. Each swing was accurate and the movement still fluid, though Scyron could tell that he was more focused on the power of his swings than his own movements. The swarm of insects was basically blocked by the man's sword, however neither the monster or the man could advance any further at this Point. Ottar then swung his sword in a horizontal slash and rushed foreward, cleaving each of the hornets in two, before they exploded. The Blood Hive seemed to notice the danger, despite having no eyes and shot more of it's insects at the man, but in the next moment the sword had embed itself in the monster's skin.

In a desperate act of selfpreservation it shot more glue at the boaz. The hornets that were not killed yet used this as an Advantage and stung into the immobilised man. Scyron didn't knew how painful the sting of one of These insects was as wasps had become extinct during his days, though in the past he recalled to be bitten by a cockroach and a certain individual in YGGDRASIL, that told him that they could have been one of the most aggressive insects that also possessed a very painful sting.

However Scyron could see it. The spear like stingers didn't pierced the skin. Instead Ottar now punched the wasps away like a boxer would deal out punches. A hit broke the chitin like armor that protected the monster and rendered them useless on the ground. Ottar looked irritated at the hive as he sprinted towards it and jumped up to grab his sword. In the moment he had a grip on the weapon he swung it downwards and cleaved the large Blood Hive in two, killing it instantly. Picking up the large magic stone he didn't even spared a glance on the other stones as he simply started to walk deeper into the dungeon. When he was gone Scyron came out of his hiding spot.

'For some reason I think that he was looking for me.' Scyron thought as he walked in the opposite direction that the man had gone to. 'But I must say he's so far the strongest person when only looking at his physical strength here in Orario. If this guy would be after me in my old human body I'd be done for. Better avoid him for now, however if I see this guy again...' He thought as the demonic part of his brain started to picture how he would face this man if it would come to a violent confrontation of the two of them. Inwardly he then sighed. 'I guess I can't go and practice summoning then. Oh well, maybe another time.' He thought as he used [Gate] and disappeared from the dungeon to reappear on the first floor.

Later Ottar stood at the great waterfall of the 26th floor and gave a frustrated yell into the deaths of the dungeon before he headed back upwards to his goddess to Report once again of his failure.

---

Meanwhile with Scyron

When Scyron made his way back to the surface he looked around himself from the corners of his eyes, looking for anyone whose acting suspicious. He knew now that Freya was looking for him and not only on the surface, but also in the dungeon, meaning that she had the ability to locate him. All that he could do about it was had to do something that was risky. Basically it would mean to deactivate one of his spells, however since Scyron didn't wish to engage them right now.

It was already night time when he left the dungeon, making him wondering a bit, how long he exactly was inside that dungeon. Shaking his head and shrugging to himself he decided to head home. Still on his entire walk back to the inn he couldn't help, but look around himself without moving his head as he simply didn't knew what this goddess was planning. As he arrived at the inn he came face to face once more with a full house of adventurers and workers that enjoyed the good food and nice atmosphere of the inn.

Then his eyes found a certain white-haired boy at the counter who was speaking with Mama Mia.

'What is he doing here?' Scyron asked himself as he walked over to him. He also noticed Syr, a gray haired young human woman who worked in the inn as a waitress standing close to Bell. "Well hello there Bell." Scyron said shocking the boy and almost making him fall from his chair.

"S-Scyron-san." Bell stuttered. Scyron nodded at this, while Syr looked at the white armored knight in confusion.

"You know each other?" She asked.

"Not much, but we have met before." Scyron said taking a chair next to Bell so Bell now had Syr to his right and the demon to his left. "So Bell, what brought you here? The good food, the nice atmosphere, perhaps Syr's charm?" Scyron said earning a blush from both humans. One from embarrassment and one from being flattered,

"W-well she found a magic stone I've dropped by accident and I agreed on eating dinner tonight here." Bell said looking down. Scyron could feel the depression of the boy. Oh yes the depression was strong in this one.

"Well I guess you owe Syr a date then." Scyron said, making both human teens blush even harder than before. "Or a pat on the back. Or just a nice dress. I don't know. I never had a girlfriend." Scyron said shrugging. He then looked at the food in front of the boy, who looked at the demon with a look that screamed disbelief. One plate was fully with spaghetti-like noodles while the other was filled with a fried catfish dish. Scyron had never eaten too much when he was still human, but he could tell that this was quite a lot for a lone person. "I never thought you were a glutton."

"I'm not a glutton!" Bell argued back, but he was quite to not make a scene. "I just ordered the noodles and the waitress gave me that as well." Bell said gesturing at Mama Mia, who saw that. Scyron nodded at this.

"In that case," He said as he reached for a pouch on his belt. "I'll take care of the charges for you." He said putting the bag of coins on the counter. Bell looked slackjawed at the man.

"B-b-bu-but I can't accept this! You-MMPFH!" Bell then found his mouth full of noodles as Scyron had grabbed his fork, plunged it into his dish, twisted it and shoved it full with rolled up noodles into his mouth.

"No buts young man. Now eat up. You are still growing." Scyron said sternly. Bell visibly shrunk under the demon's silver eyes and began chewing. Syr meanwhile laughed at the two adventurers' behaviour.

"You act like some pair of siblings, you know?" Syr said, making both boys look at her with a flat look. Syr didn't seemed to have noticed that or she simply ignored it to tease them even more as she just started a monologue. "I really love it when so many different people come together. The more there are the more one can learn. It's really exciting. It's like a hobby of mine to get to know so many people. At nights like this it's really nice" She said, while Bell looked not really interested at the girl, eating his noodles. Scyron meanwhile had already finished the fried fish dish, leaving only a complete skeleton on his plate. What could he say in his defense? Mama Mia and the waitresses were a really good cooks and he enjoyed eating something tasty from time to time though his new body didn't really needed that much food anymore.

He still had listened to Syr's monologue with interest and quite amusement.

'Oh Syr, you have no idea how cruel the world can be, don't you? You are far too good for your own good girl. It makes me wonder what your story is.' He thought chuckling to himself. 'Something I noticed immediately was that Orario acted like a massive crossroad for many people to come here, sell goods or just to work. With no doubt that is one reason why this city is this big as well, next to the fact that it is basically a wall against the monsters. This makes it easier to gather informations, however for my personal liking there are too many criminals in this place. I wonder why the adventurers aren't doing anything against that kind of thing, but then again they are most likely too busy to waste their time with that. Well good for me to more than capable to fend them off.' He thought as another voice got his attention.

"The guests with a reservation have arrived." Arnya said as she made way for a certain group entered the Hostess of Fertility. Of course the goddess Loki was the first one to push the door open, followed by her familia. Scyron only gave them a side glance to not look directly at the men and women, though no one would see that behind his helmet, but he still wasn't so sure about this blonde girl.

The Loki Familia took their usual spot in the middle of the room as Loki apparantly felt like paying the round of her children, however Scyron could tell already what kind of motive brought her to this Action, which became even more obvious as she tried to touch Ais, butt again, but instead collided with her face against the table's edge.

'Why must the strongest familia in this city stalk me and the second strongest one have a pervert for a deity? This place is kind of messed up.' Scyron thought sweatdropping as he looked over to Bell, who looked intensively at Ais. It was downright staring at her and it was kind of creepy so Scyron gave the boy a poke on the side of his head to bring him out of his semi-unconscious state of mind. "You done gawking at Ais like some fangirl?" He said. The comment made Bell fluster once more as his face became red again, matching his eye color. 'Good grief. This boy is worse than a schoolgirl in love. Well at least he isn't yandere...yet.' He thought as he sighed. "Look Bell, there are noddles hanging out of your open mouth and you keep staring at her. It's weird to say it lightly, so take that handkerchief, wipe your face clean and stop gawking." Scyron scowlded the boy. Bell seemed to blush harder, before doing as he was told. 'At least he listens on commands already. Good boy.' Scyron thought with an evil smile on his face. 'Perhaps I can use his affection to this girl to make him do something stupid. Haha! Dance my puppet, dance! Nah. I'm not this type of person that Yamato-san was.' His thoughts were interupted by a certain silver-haired werewolf-like person.

"Alright Ais, now tell us that again." He said in a slightly drunken and very arrogant voice.

"What do you mean?" Ais asked in an emotion devoiding tone.

"You know exactly what I mean!" Bete almost yelled at Ais, though it might be more because of his drunken state than actual irritation, but still Scyron didn't like the sound that this guy made at all. "I'm talking about the minotaurs that escaped us on the 17th floor. And you kicked it's ass on the 5th floor. It was about to kill such a weak adventurer, probably a newbie. Then Ais killed that minotaur and that boy got covered in the blood of the monster. That must have recked like shit. But the best part is that he ran through the streets, screaming for his mommy." Bete burst into laughter at this alongside a few other members of the Loki Familia. "Can you believe this? Ais saves his life and he runs away."

Scyron had seen this scene before many times in YGGDRASIL. The basic racism of the human race players was much like this person towards Bell right now. Only that this drunken man apparantly had something against weak people. Scyron wanted to punch this man in the face right now for his stupidity. He looked at the trembling boy with empathy. He had felt the same whenever he was killed only for choosing a demonic race as the race he wanted to play as. Turning his head back to the Loki Familia he noticed that only this green-haired elf woman seemed to try and stop the teen, but she was downright ignored. Scyron himself didn't even notice that he had grabbed the fork in his hand already so tightly that the metal bend like wet clay. Bell meanwhile shook more violently at this.

"That's enough Bete. Because of us the Minotaurs were able to escape from the 17th floor in the first place. That was our fault, not his..." Riveria was cut off by Bete slamming his fist down the table, causing the dishes to clatter.

"Bullshit! When someone is doing so stupid I want them to know that! Weak trash like that should just die." Bete said before he then leaned over the table at this towards Ais. "Now say Ais? Who would you like more to be with you? That coward of Sir Tomato Boy or me? Huh? Come on..." Bete leaned more and more over until...

CLATTER PLING CRACK

The loud almost explosive sounds of broken furniture and metal hitting the ground caused the entire inn to look over to the scource of the noise. Scyron had sensed Bell's misery and now he had officially enough of this wannabe werewolf's attitude. His bs-meter was full. He had squezzed the fork in his hand so hard, that it had broken apart in his hand, causing the metal shards to fall on the ground. He also had squezzed the wooden counter so hard that it had simply shattered under the gauntlets. However the devil didn't care for the damage he had done right now. He didn't care for the fact that he might have hurt Bell in the process with the wooden splinters that had seperated from the board. He didn't even care for the fact that his Shadow Demon quivered in fear within the bar counter's shadow. He only saw this boy and his overgrown ego. It was hard to not go into his full demon form and crush this guy's pathetic existence with nothing, but his presence.

'Good. Good. Let the hate flow through you. Embrace the dark side of the force.' The voice in the back of his head whispered in his head as he was actually agreeing with it once. Apparantly there was indeed a first time for everything.

Standing up from his chair, which was suprisingly not broken (yet), Scyron walked calmly towards the werewolf. None of the people could understand it, but the exponentially increasing feeling of dread in their head kept everyone in the room from moving or talking. Scyron finally stopped in front of Bete as he glared down the sitting, drunk teenager.

"So weak trash is supposed to just die and rot away, huh?" Scyron said as he grabbed Bete by the collar of his shirt and lifted him up to his eye level. "Perhaps you have forgotten this, because now you are strong, but as far as I know all living things begins weak and small. And you are no exception. So how about the two of us get outside and I show you who the real weakling is. Some boy, who ran in fright when he barely escaped death, or a barking dog without any bite?" The devil dropped Bete, who fell on the ground at this, however he got up rather quick.

"Huh you want som-"

BOOM

Bete was cut of by a stomp of the white armored knight, making him jump backwards and almost falling on the ground again. The wood under Scyron's boot groaned and cracked in protest at this much power as a spiderweb of cracks tore through it.

"Outside. Now!" Scyron said in a commanding tone. Bete scoofed as he walked outside. The devil didn't even looked at the Loki Familia as he got outside. Everyone in the inn shook out their stupor as they tried to piece together what had happened.

"What was that?" Tiona asked.

BOOOOM

An even louder explosion accompanied with the slight shaking of the ground made people jump up from their chairs as the Loki Familia rushed outside. They were greeted with an unusual sight. Bete laid facedown on the ground with Scyron having his right hand still clenched into a fist, towering over the werewolf. No that wasn't right. Bete was INSIDE the road as he apparantly had been smashed into the cobblestone road with enough force to render him in this state. Bete only twitched slightly at this Point as he was rendered unconscious.

"This should be enough." Scyron said to himself to calm down, before he turned around to the other members of the Loki Familia. He raised his arm for a greeting. "Yo. Has been a while, hasn't it?" He said in a deadpan voice much like a certain bald superhero. Loki actually sighed at this as her familia was more focused on the werewolf in the ground.

"Did he just-"

"Punch Bete into the ground?"

"Looks like it." Finn said for the two amazoness confirmation, sighing at this scene. Scyron meanwhile picked up the now unconscious Bete and threw him in front of his familia, who landed rather ungrazeful in a heap. Riveria checked on the teen immediately as she only found a large pump on the back of his head.

'Only one hit and powerful enough to knock this thickheaded idiot out? Just who is this person? And what level is he?' Riveria asked herself as Loki talked to the white armored demon.

"Hey Scyron-san. Would you do me the favor and stop hitting Bete-kun here whenever you meet him? He's still part of my familia you know?" The slightly drunk goddess said with a wink while putting her hands together in front of her in a (slightly mocking sounding) apology. The devil in disguise only crossed his arms.

"Only if he knocks that attitude off." Scyron said. "I don't hold any kind of grudge against your familia or anything, but there are things I do not tolerate. And talking like that is such a thing." He really had to control himself to not rip that guy's spine out. 'He's just like those players... I should crush him, mangle his corpse and put it on a stake to let the whole town see it as it is eaten by the ravens.' The demonic side thought as he remembered the human players that had destroyed the Infernal League. They too had gloated like that. Unconsciously he grit his teeth almost hard enough to make them break.

"Why's that? Is the guy he talked about your boyfriend or something?" Loki asked. Scyron remained stoic at this as he was slightly getting used to her attitude now.

"No. Last time I checked I was straight. But to come back to your question, I don't like people who believe in some kind of hierachy system like that. I don't know under what conditions Bete grew up nor do I care. However saying something like that about someone who has just begun to be an adventurer is just digusting and stupid. A lot of adventurers are already dead and to say something like that in a city such as this one is just an insult of any kind of honor." Scyron replied. He wanted to leave the Scene now, however Loki put a foot in his way, causing him to stop. He looked down at her as her ruby colored eyes and her smile made her look slightly a snake in Scyron's opinion. It was a rather creppy expression on her face.

"Say Scyron-san, how about joining our familia?" She asked in her ususal cheerful tone, but the smile on her face was quite a dark one. The majority of her familia looked at her like she had grown a second head, while Riveria and Finn only sighed and Ais was standing their with her mouth slightly agape. Loki meanwhile put an arm around Scyron's shoulder, pulling him closer to her. If she had a just slightly bigger chest he would probably be staring down at hers now. "Think about it. Good food, a nice place to live, having lots of supplies and being able to go down deep into the dungeon. You really could become strong quick with those abilities of yours." Loki said drawing circles with her finger on Scyron's breastplate. The devil had to control himself to not slap or shove her away as she obviously tried to seduce him.

He mentally sighed as took her hand and removed Loki's arm from his shoulder as the goddess looked at him.

"Sorry about that, but I don't fare well with groups. Also I have the bad habit to attract trouble, so it would be better to not join your familia. It's better for me and you when I fight alone." Scyron said as he let go of Loki's hand and reentered the Hostess of Fertility. 'Seriously what's with her? I've beaten her mutt twice already and now she's acting like some...I don't even know how to calll this kind of behaviour! Whore? No she didn't ask for money. Some rich brat? Yeah that is quite fitting.' Scyron thought as he forced down the blush under his helmet and looked at the destruction he had caused. Sighing he put a large pouch of valis on the counter where Mama Mia stood, looking at him with a Stern gaze, though her risen eyebrows showed some shock as well. "Sorry for that. This is for the reparations. Keep the rest." He said as he noticed something. He turned to Syr who stood not far from where he was. "Syr, where is Bell?"

"Uh...I don't know. He suddenly dashed off." The gray haired girl said. Scyron could feel the fear that she emitted. Mentally cursing himself for scaring everyone he had gotten somewhat close to he sighed in frustration.

"That idiot." He muttered before he turned to the two women. "I'll be staying out this night. Don't wait for me to come back." Scyron said before walking out the inn as Loki and the others brought Bete back inside. Scyron looked for the white-haired boy left and right, but he couldn't find the familiar mop of hair. 'How can someone like him get lost anyway? His hair is like a big 'Look at me! I'm here! sign!' He thought as he started running in one direction. He had simply used [Life Essence] to locate the boy so he could tell where Bell was. Or rather in which direction he was running. Scyron had to give the boy that much. He maybe wasn't strong or smart, but fast in running away he was for sure.

After about 10 minutes of chasing the boy he arrived in a quarter of Orario that looked like it was made of ruins. However Scyron wasn't here to wonder about the architecture of the foreign and destroyed buildings. After a while he finally heard quite sobs and ragged breaths. The demon knew exactly who this someone was as he came arund a corner and found the boy on the ground on hands and knees, crying.

"Dammit! Dammit! Why am I so useless?" The boy cried. "Someone like me could never stand next Ais." Bell was so absorbed in his self-pity that he had not noticed the demon who stood behind him.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Scyron asked, making the boy jump up and turn around only to receive a punch in the face and fall into the pond. Bell resurfaced coughing from the water and rubbed the water out of his eyes as he looked up at the white armored demon, who had his arms crossed in front of his chest. "Well? Did you snap out of it already?"

"H-How much did you-"

"Enough." The devil said, cutting Bell off. He walked up to the boy and grabbed him by the back of his shirt, before placing him on the tiled floor again. "Now listen closely Bell. I want to know something from you and you better answer me honestly. Now, what is it that you want?" He asked as Bell looked at him owlish.

"I-I don't understand..." Bell said in a small voice.

"What do you mean with you don't understand? When we met for the first time you said that you want to become a hero. And now you are here crying your eyes out because some punk talked shit about you? Because of something that you know that you are not at fault at and can't change anymore? You know as much as I do that your Chance encounter with the minotaur almost costed you your life. If it wasn't for Ais and me you would be dead now." Scyron said in a stern voice. "I saved your life so that yours would not end just like this. And now you are behaving like you lost your will to fight all together."

"B-but what he said was not wrong. I-I am-"

"Then fuck what this prick said and prove him wrong! Prove everyone wrong!" Scyron yelled at Bell making he boy look at him confused. "I'll not lie to you. The mortality rate for adventurers is high and many adventurers have died before. Probably even before they reached level 2 or 3. And that guy, who is now unconscious in that inn, started like you as well. As a weak small lifeform that had not more significance than a bacteria. The difference between you two is simply that he has more experience than you, but that is something that you can make up." Scyron said, before lower himself on his knees so he was on Bell's eye level.

"You can become a good adventurer. You can become strong and most importantly you can become a hero, however you will have to work hard for it. You'll face many odds on your way and it will never be easy, but if you just give up by the slightest obstacle in your way you'll never know what it is like to be a hero." Scyron said as he lifted the boy up to his feet. "I won't ask you to remain an adventurer if you don't want to. I won't scowld you for giving up if you do. All that I'm telling you is to not just give up and to work hard on yourself without even giving it a chance. Work hard on yourself Bell. If you deem the goal you wish to achieve worth the trouble then fight for it."

Bell now looked with wide eyes at the devil as it looked like life had been breathed back into his soul. His red eyes looked like they were about to burst with tears as the Boy finally smiled again.

"I see. T-thanks Scyron-sa-ACHOOO!" The boy suddenly sneezed as Scyron remembered that he had thrown the boy into the pond earlier. Bell's clothes stuck on him like wet paper and water still dripped down from his snow-white hair.

"Oh right. Sorry about that. Okay boy where do you live? You need to get in somewhere before you get sick." Scyron said.

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Later

Bell sat on the couch of the hidden room of the church ruin in a black shirt and pants as his other clothes were put near a fireplace to dry while Scyron sat on the ground. He had to confess that the idea of a hidden room was quite interesting. In YGGDRASIL it was possible to hide entrances in owned guild bases, but that was both very expensive and complicated. Still the small place that Bell and Hestia called their own was still quite nicely made for being basically nothing but a cellar of the church. It made the devil ask himself why a church needed a cellar anyway if it wasn't a krypt. Standing up from the ground the devil went over and folded Bell's clothes neatly before bringing them to the Boy.

"So here you go." He said. "Sorry again for that. I guess I went overboard there."

"No no! I-it's fine. Really." Bell said. Scyron noticed that Bell was starting to dress up in his usual clothes for the dungeon.

"You are going back into the dungeon at this hour?" Scyron asked.

"Y-Yeah, I need to get stronger." Bell said, but he didn't looked at the demon.

Scyron sighed at this. 'This guy is hopeless. Perhaps I should give him at least something to so he won't die immediately after entering the dungeon.' He though as he grabbed an item from his inventory. "I see. In that case I'll no longer bother you." Scyron said. "But before I go..." Bell turned around to catch a small horn with his hands. Confused the boy looked at Scyron. "That's for you. A little item that should help you if you get into trouble. Only use it when you think that you really have to." The demon said with a slight bow.

"Wait!" Bell called out making the demon turn around to face the boy. "W-would it be alright i-if I c-could ask you for help some time? T-that's only if you wouldn't mind." Bell said as his face flushed red with embarrassment.

"Fine by me. You know where you can find me anyway as long as I'm in Orario. Take care Bell-shaped and goodnight."

"Thanks alot S-Scyron-san." Bell said as the devil left the destroyed church. "Then Bell looked at the item in his hand. "I wonder what he meant with that."

"Children these days..." Scyron thought loud as he walked through the ruins of the district. "He's a nice kid, but I'm afraid that he will die early if he doesn't finds a party soon enough or if Hestia keeps him so close to herself without recruiting other members. I wonder why she didn't ask me, but then again I cannot do that. I'm after all a guildmaster myself." He said quitely to himself.

In RPGs like YGGDRASIL teamwork was an essencial part of the game as it was simply impossible for a player even on the highest level to defeat every boss monster, making it necesarry for players to band together into parties and guilds on order to level up faster and obtain special items like rare monster drops or awards of dungeon raids. However because the players had also the urge to not become too dependend on their allies most players of YGGDRASIL did concentrate their class build on high attack power and buffing their own stats. Supporting classes or simple roleplay classes such as craftsman and bard were rare among the players and good coordination of the players among each other was quite difficult most of the times.

Now this world was no game, but it followed similiar rules. And from what Scyron had seen so far Bell had been a bloody rookie until now. Scyron wanted to help this Boy that reminded him so much of himself when he was still an imp. Stopping in the ruins for a second Scyron cast [Gate] to teleport to his room. His shadow demon which had seperated from the demon after his outburst was in the room as well as it apparantly had thought already that he would get back here.

"Well tomorrow the world will look different again." Scyron though slipping beneath the blanket and fell asleep.

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At the next morning

Mama Mia walked outside her room as she had finished dressing as she made her way downstairs. The events of the last night were still echoing through her mind. Well she did see angry adventurers before and as an owner of a bar within Orario you get used to see this, however as a former member of the Freya Familia herself she was not someone to mess with. So she made one very important rule in her inn.

No bar fights.

She sighed as she recalled the damage, that the adventurer she housed had caused, because of his slight outrage. She had not seen something like this in her career before. Shaking her head she was about to look at the damage that Scyron had caused to estimate the costs for the repairs, though said aadventurer had given her quite a big sum for that, as she stopped by Arnya looking at the spot were the Counter had been broken.

"Mm? Morning Arnya. Is something the matter?" Mama Mia said. The cat person whipped her head to her employer as she looked wide-eyed at her. Mia's adventurer instincts immediately kicked in. Something was not right.

"Mama Mia, the hole..." Arnya said. The owner of the inn walked over to her waitress as she looked at the spot Scyron had sat last night. Taking a sharp breath in her eyes widened slightly. The hole was gone. No that was not correct. The wooden Counter looked like the incident last night didn't even happen. The polished surface of the Counter was perfectly smooth wishout any Kind of hills or Valleys. It was as if it was cleaned just recently. There was also the dishes he had broken yesterday, perfectly fine and without any cracks. Looking at the spot where the white armored knight had almost tore a hole into the ground she also found no traces at all.

"What the-" Mama Mia stopped as suddenly a sweet smell invaded her nostrils. A warm almost coozy aroma was floating out the kitchen into the inn as Arnya began to drool. Looking at the kitchen door both women stepped in and found something rather unusual.

Scyron stood there wearing a black shirt and blue pants while also wearing a black Apron looking into a frying pan where something round and gold brown was being cooked. Next to him stood paper bags and empty bottles of milk, while egg shells were put into the bin next to him. Putting the now cooked pancake on a plate and covering it with a top, the demon in disguise simply took a last dipper of dough that was in a pot next to him and put it into the pan. The dough quickly formed a thin layer over the pan as the whole tool was filled.

Mama Mia and Arnya didn't even know what to make of it as the over maids had joined them, watching or making notes. Scyron meanwhile didn't look at them as he flipped the pancake over and continued his work. After a few minutes he put the fire of the oven out, got the last pancake covered and began to wash the dishes as Mama Mia coughed.

"Morning ladies." Scyron said looking over his shoulders with a smile, but not stopping washing the pan and the pot for the dough in the sink. The Girls were slightly drooling as their superior was looking at the demon with a Stern look, crossing her arms.

"Morning. Mind telling us what you are doing here? Or what happened to that?" She said gesturing at the inn. Syron sighed as he stopped the water and put the cleaned tools next to it before drying them with a towel.

"I felt bad for yesterday so I decided to repair what I've broken and make you breakfast as an apology." He said.

"And how could you do that without waking us or cleaning the room in the middle of the night?" The owner of the inn said sternly.

"Magic." Was Scyron's reply. The staff of the Hostess of Fertility looked at him confused. "What? Did you thought I'd never try and learn magic? In the dungeon you cannot always just trust a sword and shield, but since you all are former adventurers yourself, except for Syr-"

"Hey!"

"you probably know that already." Scyron added, ignoring the outcry of a certain grey-haired girl.

"I've never heard of a spell that repairs things. Healing wounds is something completely different than putting something back into pieces." Ryuu said stoic as ever.

"Well the world is a larger place than you might think. I've seen more different kinds of people than in this city and killed more monsters than some of these level 3 adventurers so I did pick up some tricks on my way here." Scyron said. "But that is a story for another time. Now let's start eating before it gets cold." Scyron said taking the covered plates with him.

The reason why he knew how to make pancakes was simply that he had read a book about it once and his friend Mako simply would talk about it all day long. Apparantly Mako came from a rich family making things for him a bit easier, but he still had to earn his own money and worked quite hard for it. He had tried several dishes himself a few times at special occasions such as christmas, when most employers simply didn't care for the holidays and just let the people work like the slaves, that they technically were. It was still good to eat at this days something that ususally didn't land on the plate. However while Mako could talk about such things, Scyron and others could only look at him getting hungry and slightly envious. The little pink demon even had offered them to come to his place and eat together, but that never happened.

15 minutes later

The demon left the Hostess of Fertility after the ruckus of the breakfast was over. He swore that giving them something with sugar in the morning only made them more energetic. And somewhat persistent.

'It was like a bird trying to feed it's young...And I already made for everyone the same amount...Dammit Mako-san, why must it have to be that good?' He thought sweatdropping as recovered from a rather chaotic breakfast. He was sure that he had no chef job class, so why was such a simple thing such as pancakes such a big deal in this world, when he clearly wasn't that good? He sighed at this. 'Note to self: Never cook again for anyone but yourself.' He thought, mentally thanking Mama Mia to step in before the girls would have tried to rip him into pieces. Chloe even tried to force him to get the recipe from the demon using her own abilities as a former adventurer, however Scyron refused adamant to tell her, even when she made suggestions of the kind, that already were at the borderline to sexual harrassment. Apparantly she knew a spell that was similiar, but weaker than the [Shadow Clone] ability of YGGDRASIL ninjas.

Scyron mentally cursed the aspect of lust that his demonic side developed. That shotacon Chloe was sometimes worse than a nekomata. The only things that were missing were being a demon and having two tails. And the fact that he had been surrounded by three Chloes at once only intensified that. He swore he felt like one of those perverted players, which used the game's feature to create Custom NPCs of dungeons only as eye candy and to shape their dream of a sexual partner that they could never realize on Earth. Mentally exhausted he made his way to the adventurer's guild exhausted through the alleys once again as it was the faster way there.

And of course there were thugs again, which tried to rub time they used a spell that shot multiple magic projectiles at the opponent, which would explode on a small scale on the enemy. It maybe wasn't of the intensity of a hand grenade or a stick of dynamite, but Scyron could get behind the purpose. However, almost like in a bad anime or cartoon Scyron used [Magic Deflection] to send the projectiles straight back to their owners. With a loud boom the thugs were thrown out the alley into the street, while Scyron just walked out the smoke like nothing happened, ignorng the concerned men and women that looked at the scene.

The only thing that Scyron did really acknowledged about these people was the fact that magic of this world needs a long casting time in form of a incarnation and the concentration of mana. Also it had a name that Scyron didn't recall to have heard in YGGDRASIL, but he had already forgotten it. Shaking it out of his head he looked at the shadow beneath his body that housed his Shadow Demon. Seeing his suumon basically starring back at him, Scyron remembered that he had a little spy in the Twilight Manor as well.

'I better check this out later.' He thought as one of his spells blocked out his stalker again. He smiled under his helmet. 'Well that won't work anymore. I deactivated the spell that keeps damaging the onlooker so you are now as blind as a mole. It is like you aren't looking at someone at all. Kukuku! I wonder how you like that stalker.' He thought.

Meanwhile Freya threw a tantrum on top of Babel like a child that had been denied it's favorite toy, ignoring the fact that Ottar and the cat person Allen Fromel were in the room, looking at the current situation with a deadpan look (Ottar) or jealousy (Allen).

Scyron released a sigh as he walked into the adventurer's guild. Immediately he walked over to the blackboard and looked for some suitable jobs. It was basically like in some RPGs. Quests in YGGDRASIL were mostly given by NPCs within the towns and villages of YGGDRASIL, while in other games there were big buildings with blackboards like this to put the quests there. It was easier, but also less climatic than looking around the worlds of YGGDRASIL and finding a quest giver. Scyron had some amusing memories about that.

"Well are we looking for a quest?" Said a voice behind him. Turning around he came face to face with Misha Flott, a colleague of Eina. She had pink eyes and hair, which was really odd since the demon couldn't recall humans having that as a natural coloration of either eyes or hair. According to what Eina told him, she was a bit of a slacker and a bit of a tease.

"Hello to you too Misha." Scyron said. "You assume right, however there is nothing interesting on this list." The demon glanced over the diferent jobs as he tried to find somehing more entertaining, however he really had no interest in going down in the dungeon to get bloodsaurus eggs or the like. 'Why the hell does these monsters lay eggs in the first place?' He thought as he recalled his first encounter with the large carnivorous dinosaur like monsters, however a Hellsaurus, one of Scyron's middle tier summons, was able to trash the whole pack of bloodsaurus. The difference in power between both kinds of monsters was simply too prominent, but then again Hellsaurus were strong middle tier demons many were used to take hits, deal damage and distract the enemy from oneself.

"Well why don't you go and help Eina a little. I think she wouldn't mind." Misha said in a cooing voice. Scyron said he could tell that she was trying to get a reaction from him. Instead he just sighed.

"You do that you should try and get a boyfriend yourself before you try and give others tips about how to get in someone else's pants?" He said Misha's face lit up like a chrsitams tree as her pink hair only made the blush look more intensify. Scyron chuckled at this. "What's this? You don't like to get teased back?" Misha began to furiously wave her arms around to hide her blush.

"I-It's not l-like that! I-I do Have a boyfriend. Y-Yeah that's right!" Misha said as she put her hands on her hips and puffed her chest out. However the lie was so obvious it was almost painful to watch.

"Liar." Scyron said. This word felt like an icicle stabbing Misha in the heart. "If really you have a boyfriend, then tell me what his name is." The player said.

"W-Well uh..."

"How old is he?" Scyron began a bombardement of questions pushing the girl slowly to the edge of confessing the truth. It went one and on like this for a few minutes until Misha finally caved in.

"ARGH! Okay fine! I don't have a lover yet. Happy now?" She said irritated at the demon, who only looked down at her.

"Very much." He said to receive a punch into his breastplate, causing him to chuckle alongside most other members of the guild's staff at this scene. In that moment Misha realized again that they were not alone in the entrance and her face began to glow in a pinkish blush.

However the rather peaceful situation was interrupted when suddenly a single person slammed the door open with a loud bang and ran into the building. It was a human man in the late 30s with short brown hair and a mustache, wearing a grey jacket and brown pants as he almost stumbled into the room. His sprint looked like someone who was followed by the devil himself. The man basically threw himself on the counter as his legs finally gave in without anymore power to stand. He sweated like crazy and his eyes were wide open with a mad look. The veins in his eyeballs were clearly visible. It was as shocking as any jump scare and Eina who was unlucky enough to be at that counter almost screamed at this.

"Quick! I need to speak with the guildmaster!" The man panted.

"What happened?" Asked Eina as she calmed down slightly.

"The entire adventurer party, that was sent to take care of the monsters outside the village, had been wipped out!" The man yelled before collapsing on the ground unconscious. The entire guild began to move like a massive bee hive under attack as some of the staff checked on the courier and others rushed deeper into the building to relay the message to the others.

Meanwhile the demonic player watched with interest at the developments in front of him.

'Well I did ask for a job.' He thought. Unknown to him another pair of eyes was looking at him.

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And that's it for now folks. Thanks for reading and I hope you have enjoyed this chapter of Chthonian Infernalis. Things are going more and more complicated for our demon player as he forms new bonds, aren't they? Like always leave your opinions and questions in the reviews.

Now to answer some the unspoken questions.

Why doesn't the Loki Familia see through Scyron's disguise?

Scyron is a shape shifter among other things. When he can do something, it is blending in his surroundings. Eliminating his demonic aura and only releasing killing intent basically make him look for other people like a very angry person.

Why won't Loki talk about her meeting with Scyron's demon persona?

Little is known about Heaven in Danmachi except it being boring. When there is a heaven then I guess that there is a hell as well and that beings, which are related to attributes like holy or divine, such as angels and deities are not in very good terms with their counterparts. Now Loki might look on the outside like an fool (to me at least when I watched the first season), however it is clear that she has to have at least some intelligence above average people since she had to do the job of administrations up to some point, until Finn took over that part (It appears like that). Also Loki is anything, but stupid. And a girl in her age should realise that not heeding the 'advice' of a powerful demon like for example Scyron or Ulbert might not turn out well for her or anyone she would ask for help.

Why can Freya no longer locate Scyron?

Freya tried to use the painful rejection of Scyron's magic to locate him since she couldn't see into his soul (She sounds a bit like Darkness from Konosuba here (Excalibur Face)) and wasn't able to even look at him without the rejection. By deactivating that spell Freya takes no more damage, but still cannot see her target. It would be like you trying to see something in the darkest new moon night without any scource of light.

Why the Hancock reference?

Because of Scyron's childhood memories of superhero stories and the comedy of the movie.

How long did it took to write all of this?

Too long. I admit that and I'm sorry for that.

What happens next time?

You'll find out.

Now I wish all of you a merry Christmas and a happy new year. I hope to see you in the next year once again at the next time a chapter of this story comes out. Merry Christmas.