The capital of hell, the palace of all demons.

"Mamen."

With a soft call, Mamen, who was sitting on the throne, opened his eyes and looked at the demon standing in front of him.

It was a sloppy demon with an extremely sharp tail, a pair of horns growing beside the head, and a thick beard on its chin. I don’t know how long it has not been trimmed. It has the palms and soles of the bear, but its body looks a little thin.

It is called Belfinger, the lazy demon. Because it and Mamen are both "moderate" among the demons, their relationship is pretty good.

"Belfinger." Mamen sat in the seat, supporting his chin with one hand, and narrowed his eyes helplessly.

"Do you have to be so sloppy every time you come? This makes me feel that you have defiled the palace I built."

The palace of all demons is the extremely luxurious palace built by Mamen for all demon kings. As the capital of hell, the palace built by Mamen symbolizes money has a magnificence that no one can imagine.

Belfinger, one of the demon kings, naturally lives here, but Mamen has complained countless times that it does not look as good as its palace.

"In contrast, I prefer the appearance you use to confuse humans." Mammon said weakly.

At least he was a young and beautiful woman.

"I heard that you were just summoned to a human world and came back, so I'll see you."

Belfinger did not respond to Mamen's complaints, nor did he bother to answer, he just explained his purpose in that slow tone.

"Oh, then should I thank you for walking out of your palace for me?"

Marmen rolled his eyes at Belfinger, his tone softened, and pointed to a seat next to the hall, indicating that Belfinger could sit down.

"What did you give birth?"

Belfinger sat down, still ignored Mammon's words, and asked his own question concisely, as if he would exhaust it if he said one more word.

Listening to Belfinger's question, the expression on Mamon's face became a little complicated. He was gloomy first and then said as if he was expecting something.

"I met an interesting guy."

"You suffered a loss in its hands?" Belfinger said without giving Mamen any face.

"Hmph." Speaking of this, Mamen snorted coldly, but then it secretly looked at Belfinger.

"Help me keep this secret, I'll make you a new bed with the most expensive and comfortable materials."

Belfinger was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Trade, tell me who did you meet."

Mamen retracted his gaze and closed his eyes. It took him a long time to open his eyes and said.

"Sunday."

"The messenger of the will left by God?" Belfinger seemed to be in deep thought. After a while, it raised its eyebrows and said.

"I like this name."

"Yes, of course you like Sunday, even God's holiday."

Mamman glanced at Belfinger with contempt. This guy probably only had vacations in his eyes.

"When I was an angel, my favorite day was this."

Belfinger naturally spread his hands and then asked slowly.

“How does it feel to you?”

Mamen once again supported his head with his hands and sat casually, and his index finger beat the handrail rhythmically.

"I can't explain it clearly. She gives me a feeling that is very similar to us, but not like us. She is more like a tool specially created, or a container."

"So, maybe one day she will fall into our hell." Belfinger lowered his eyes and seemed to have lost interest.

Because since it is a container, there will always be a full day, and when it is full, it will fall.

"Who knows, if she really comes, I will build another palace for her."

Mamen said lightly, Hell hasn't been here for a long time.

"She will definitely come as you said." Belfinger said firmly.

"No one who works for God has ever achieved any good results, even God Himself."

It is either death or depravity.

After a faint sigh, both Mamen and Belfinger fell into silence.

They have all fulfilled their duties for God, so they all understand this deeply.

When God died, Hell held a banquet in the palace of thousands of demons to celebrate, and that banquet lasted for several years.

For those years, Lucifer stood alone on the tallest building in the Demon Palace without talking or contacting any demons, just as arrogant as ever.

In its palace, Belfinger slept from the banquet to the end of the banquet.

Mamen sat on countless gold coins and was immersed in its greed.

No one really celebrates them, they are just, as always, executing their great sins.

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What if the fallen people are not willing to fall into depravity? What if it is just because someone in this world must bear the blame.

——"The Questions of Believers"

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In the 137th year of the Kingdom, she first came to this 6th century. She followed Mann to many places and traveled countless trade routes.

They once crossed the desert and sailed towards the ocean. They had searched for the treasures of pirates and explored ancient ruins. They drank the wine of the Tersling dwarfs, tasted the rivers of Berol elves, and saw mountain giants driving away stone cows from the mountains.

How to say, these ten years may have lived a wonderful life, and for Mann, this may be a memory that will never be forgotten in his life. Unfortunately, for the first time, ten years are not a long time, or can only be said to be a very short time, after all, her life theoretically has no end.

One tenth of a person's life is just a short trip for her.

On the way of traveling, Mann's persistence in money seemed to become deeper and deeper, and he became more and more like a businessman. He also realized this, but she didn't say anything, because she would always take away Mann's sins. All she had to do was fulfill Mann's wishes and become the richest person in the world.

In ten years, Mann gradually had his own caravans, merchant groups, and even chambers of commerce. He spread the trades of the chamber of commerce to every corner of the Great Six. At this point, he was indeed talented. In his hands, the Mann Chamber of commerce gradually became the largest business group on the Great Six, and even replaced the Merchant Union.

Two years ago, he established a city of merchants, which connects all trade routes, where you can get all the supplies and buy all the goods on the Big 6, which makes the city quickly become one of the most prosperous cities on the Big 6.

Mann is twenty-two years old this year. According to the customs of the kingdom, this year's birthday will be his coming-of-age ceremony.

On the eve of his birthday, he invited the entire Daliu. Everyone could come to the Merchant City to attend his banquet, where the world's best wine, the best food, the most beautiful and prosperous scenes will be included.

He wanted to let the whole piece of Big 6 celebrate him and to raise his glasses.

So, countless people responded to his invitation and came to the Merchant City to celebrate the richest boy's birthday.
Chapter completed!