Rebirth of the Strongest Dungeon Master

"O Demon Lords, my name is Asriel, the host of the auction."

Isaac smiled.

Asriel, that name still rang clearly in Isaac's head. He remembered the angel very well, or more accurately, the man was called the prospective fallen angel.

'I can't wait to see it a second time.'

Asriel continued with his words.

"The main event is about to begin. Please prepare yourselves."

Dozens of other angels appeared from the gate. They approached the demons. Those angels were tasked with accompanying the demon to the dressing room. During the auction process, the demons were required to cover their faces with masks in order to protect their identity.

In a way, the auction balances the game so that demons who bought high-class items or monsters were not being targeted. This was very helpful, especially for the demons among the Barons.

Even so, there were still demons whose identities had been exposed. It was because most of them used it right away or carelessly showed off the things they had bought openly. They wanted to show how intimidating they were to others.

The reason was none other than that, so that they got recognition from other demons.

A beautiful female angel approached Isaac. She had golden hair and blue eyes.

"Lord Isaac Constantine, my name is Abigail. From now on, I will accompany you every time there is an event that takes place. Come with me."

"Go ahead, Abigail," Isaac replied with a smile.

Abigail led Isaac into the gate along with the others. Some of the demons looked displeased, and some even gave insults. The companion angels remained silent. They didn't show any expression at all. It was no secret that demons hated angels.

They walked down a large corridor with many doors. The demons and their companion angels entered their respective rooms.

Inside was a small room with a mirror and two doors. One door led him into the corridor, while the other door led him into the auction hall.

After Isaac entered his dressing room, Abigail gave him a black robe, a number plate that read 99, and a mask. He accepted it except for the mask.

"You just keep it. I have prepared my own mask."

"Yes, Lord." Abigail lowered her head.

Isaac took off his glasses and kept them in his pocket, then he put on the 'Demon Masquerade' and 'Mortal Ring.' Instantly, his hair turned into black flames. Only then did he wear the black robe.

He wanted to make sure his identity was completely unrecognizable. Because today, Isaac would buy a lot of items and monsters.

Before he entered the auction hall, Isaac whispered something to Abigail.

"You understand?" Isaac asked with a smiling face behind the mask.

Abigail's eyes opened wide. She couldn't believe what she had just heard.

"But, Lord—"

"Sssssttt!"

Isaac quickly silenced the angel's mouth by touching his index finger in front of her lips.

"Don't ask too many questions; do as I say."

Those words were enough to make Abigail gulp. She quickly nodded and then left the room.

'Good…'

Isaac smiled. Then, he entered the auction hall.

The auction hall looked like a theatre stage. Hundred and eight soft seats were lined up neatly, facing a stage covered by a crimson curtain.

The demons seemed to have occupied their seats with their black robes and unique masks. The effect of the masks they wore changed the appearance of their facial skin or hair.

Neither one recognized each other. Except for one demon, of course he was Isaac.

Isaac had fought until the end of the game, so he knew every demon hiding behind the mask.

'Where are you sitting?'

His eyes trailed. He looked around the room, looking for someone fitting the image in his head. His pupils shrank when he saw the figure of a demon wearing a red mask that covered half of her face. She had striking blue hair and chubby cheeks.

Isaac quickly approached the demon, and he sat next to her.

"Are you aiming for certain items or monsters?"

"It's none of your business," the demon replied curtly.

Isaac smiled, he leaned closer to the demon's ear, "I'm sorry, Lady Alyna."

As soon as the demon turned her head, she looked at Isaac with cold eyes. The shock and threat were evident on her face. Her physique had completely changed, but there were still demons who recognized her.

"I don't know what kind of skill you have that makes you recognize me. Trust me, you're looking for the wrong person," Alyna threatened in a cold tone.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to be your enemy."

Alyna clicked her tongue. "If you're not my enemy, show me your identity."

She suddenly grabbed Isaac's hand, then gripped it tightly. Instantly, his hand screamed a pain, every knuckle of his finger seemed to be crushed. Thanks to the 'Mortal Ring' effect, making his physical defense weak.

Isaac remained calm, showing no reaction. Even if his hands were crushed, he wouldn't scream. To him, this pain was a small fee to face the Duke's head-on without any backing.

He knew very well the character of the female demon.

"Oh, you seem pretty tough. The other demons must have begged for mercy."

"Believe me, this is nothing after what I've been through."

Isaac could see a confusion in Alyna's eyes. Instantly, the demon released her grip. While Isaac quickly withdrew his hand.

"You're not afraid of me? I am one of the eight Dukes. I commend your courage."

"No fear remains from me," Isaac replied in a relaxed tone.

Suddenly, Alya chuckled.

"A fearless demon will lose it all, buddy." Alyna stared fixedly into Isaac's eyes. "Fear helps the demons to choose their battle. That way, they will last until the end. You don't have it, meaning you don't know who you're up against. I don't understand. Are you brave or just a stupid, arrogant demon who doesn't know his place?"

In the past, he would definitely be intimidated by her. But now, he was different. He had seen it all. Without Gavin, without soldiers, not even a dungeon, he wouldn't be afraid.

Isaac brought his face closer to Alyna. He returned her gaze. The female demon looked slightly surprised.

"I don't choose my battles. In the end, I will face them all. I will not run. Never. The game is not over and the war is still on. They will fall, Lady Alyna. It will end after their defeat."

The demon's eyes widened even more. Then, she burst out laughing, attracting all the attention of the demons. The Dukes were no exception who were hiding behind their robes and masks. The whispers began to resound like flies. Meanwhile, Isaac remained silent.

After her stomach felt hurt, Lady Alyna stopped laughing.

"You're so funny, buddy. I've never met a demon this confident before. You got my acknowledgement. What do you want?"

Isaac smiled. His plan worked.

In his eyes, Duchess Alyna Agares was like a bored child. Since being born into the Nether Realm, she had never once met a demon who dared to oppose her. The Agares Family forged her into the best fighting knight. On the battlefield, she was like a killing machine.

Even Isaac needed to sacrifice thousands of Gavin's monster troops to weaken the demon before he could defeat her.

Provoking her was a dangerous way. However, since during the event auction, violence was not allowed, Isaac was sure the demon wouldn't dare to do anything like that.

Moreover, Isaac daring to provoke Alyna was not without any preparation.

"I want to build an alliance. I mean a real alliance. We are in an equal position, unlike other demons."

Alyna chuckled. "What do you have?" The curious look in her eyes was visible.

Just as Isaac was about to reply, the curtain on the stage suddenly opened wide. Asrieal's figure seemed to be standing on the stage. All the attention of the demons was on the angel.

Asriel said, "Ladies and gentlemen, let's start the auction."

Instantly, the mood of the auction hall changed.

Isaac smirked. He glanced at Alyna.

"You want to know what I have, don't you? Then, I'll show you."

Instantly, a curiosity began to surround the female demon.

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