7th Demon Prince Jilbagias’ Chronicle of Demon Kingdom Toppling

Chapter 89.1 - Price of Sin

89.1 Price of Sin

This room, which is located deep underground, was really girly.

Though I really couldn't say anything since I was the furthest away from this kind of world Maybe this is what they mean by girly

Though the room was lacking the so-called life itself, it was chock full of something called fluffy or, should I say it an arrangement with white as its' base color

P-PINK!

Ante muttered inside me with a terrified voice.

Ehehe This is a newly made one since we had no parlor room before.

Said Enma, while turning around and smiling sweetly. There was a hint of life in her current appearance despite being an undead, even her cheeks could blush.

W-What do you think? I've tried to ask my subordinate's opinion on this but As expected, this looks too effeminate for the demon race's taste, right?

Asked Enma, peeking anxiously at me with an upturned gaze while playing with her finger.

THIS LOOK SO DAMN EFFIMINATE! While flipping the table. That was supposed to be the correct reaction seeing her being so curious in the wrong place alas, I couldn't afford to damage my relationship with Enma.

N-Not bad It's a novel experience.

Thus I decided to give her my honest impression mixed with bewilderment.

Demon Race did tend to look down on ornaments alas, my father himself viewed that as a problem. It seems he thinks that as a strong country, the Demon Kingdom must be cultural.

Hee I see.

Enma replied like a curious yes-man.

In my case, I do think that we shouldn't stay like a savage tribe forever. And I agree with my father regarding the ornaments. Though I have to say that I'm really surprised to see this room Personally, I think it's cute.

That's a relief. Now the future of the Demon Kingdom looks bright.

Seeing Enma laughing after she spoke. My honest impression was "Yup, this woman is as shady as hell".

Well then, Your Highness, please take a seat.

Enma took out a small bell as we walked to the seat in the center of the room.

Bring us tea, please.

Enma loaded magical power in her voice while ringing the bell in her hand. The moment Enma spoke, I felt that she opened a pinhole size of the Gate To The Spiritual World before her.

Did you just?

As sharp as ever, Jil-kun.

Enma laughed mischievously As she sat in her own chair, and dragged it to my side Instead of sitting across from me.

I've got a way to communicate with my undead. When compared to the material world, the concept of time and space is rather vague in the spiritual world. This distance is as good as zero in the Spiritual World. I'm calling it Spiritual World Transmission.

By the way, that seems to be a highly difficult technique. It was the combination of techniques that transmit one's own thoughts, techniques to avoid interference from the other souls, and techniques to receive the transmitted thought. She could use it with a flip of her hand since undead souls had already been separated from their mortal bodies.

A living creature needs a lot of training to be able to use it.

I see. I'm more surprised to see you opening the Gate without any incantation.

Well, I've been opening the gate like trillions of times ever since I became a necromancer. It's only natural that I became more proficient as time passed and now have no problem with opening the gate without any incantation.

Said Enma while she puffed her chest out pridefully.

Yeah, this fella was really troublesome indeed. I tried learning necromancy myself and fully understood that this system of magic didn't have the same quick effect as the other system.

That was the reason why it was pretty much impossible to create an army of undead like there was no tomorrow. The sequence of opening the gate, summoning the soul, negotiating with them or subduing them by force, placing them under control, making them possess the corpse, and finally giving them the necessary command Those are long and tedious processes.

It became common sense that creating such an army would take a lot of time.

And yet, Enma.

The thing that Enma did might be really opening the Gate without incantation, or she had another means to skip that process, one of those two options.

Naturally, it was theoretically possible but it would take a really long time until I could pull the same feat. Alas, mastering that would allow me to send hordes of powerful undead like the sentry stationed at the gate. The problem was whether she could unleash the Second Wave of the undead army of the same quality once the first one got destroyed.

As expected, the surefire method was to kill her real body in one swift attack.

If I were Enma, I would definitely hide my real body somewhere Alas, because she came closer, it was hard for me to feel the magical power linking to her real body.

What's the matter? I'll get embarrassed if you keep staring at me like that you know.

Enma touched her cheek coquettishly before me.

Woops, my bad.

I averted my gaze when she noticed my gaze on her.

It's not a big deal really. I've made sure to prop my appearance properly for today!

Said Enma as she spread her arms. Which one is it?

But still, it's a splendid base.

I told her so as I leaned on the backrest of the chair while looking around the room. I mean, I had never expected that the day when I could relax in the den of the undead would come in such an unexpected way

Though I had no problem with the painting that decorated this room, wouldn't it be kinda ironic for an undead to decorate her room with paintings of people sunbathing on the field? Could it be that this was the representation of her strong obsession to conquer the sun?

I had a really hard time coming up with the design you know.

Said Enma as she leaned on the backrest of her chair too. We looked at the painting on the wall together.

As you already know, we undead can't move properly without a supply of magical power from the outside.

Indeed.

Though powerful undead with egos like Enma could outsource her power from her own soul power to some extent, the soul of low-rank undead who almost lost their ego would have their plate full just by maintaining their ego, they couldn't spare more effort to move themselves.

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