I had already discussed my identity with Reed. Although it was something that had already been agreed upon, Reed only narrowed his eyes as if he was reluctant.

I stepped forward before the watchful demons began to have strange delusions.

“I am the maid who serves Lord Reed.”

Since the Mongma was a race preferred as servants in the Demon World, it was an easy disguise. As expected, there were no suspicious glances.

However, there was a watchful gaze. The sleeping horses lined up were looking at me as if they were evaluating me and whispering among themselves.

“That kind of low-level dreamcatcher?”

“It’s quite attractive, but.......”

“Your sense of dress is too conservative.”

“Isn’t it too low a level to serve the evil of chaos......?”

Unfriendly attention stings my whole body.

A situation where you are the subject of envy and jealousy just for being by Reed's side. It's like the genre is...

[The 'balance-tuning cynic' suddenly feels sad seeing you filming a harem drama.]

[The 'Trial Skyscraper Architect' encourages you to get motivated and win the battle for the heroine.]

['The Scales of Justice' cries out that this is why it needs a genre change!]

Libran's words seem right. A genre change is urgent.

“How rude.”

As Reed slightly raised his °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° voice, the surroundings became quiet. Feeling the creepiness, the sleepers hurriedly lowered their gazes to the floor. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

[The 'Architect of the Skyscraper of Trials' comforts you by saying that you are still the heroine.]

[The 'Inspector General of the Weather Forecast' counters that, strictly speaking, the current official heroine is Muriel Philippe.]

[The 'balance-tuning cynic' pretends to feel sorry for you, saying that you are now second to Muriel, but you laugh.]

Wow, that's where the name comes from?

This is a bit strong. It is certain that the gods have decided to collectively promote the long-distance ticket today.

If I had just 10 billion cash, I feel like I would have bought the genre change ticket right now.

[The 'eye that watches over the chaos of all creation' is actively promoting the GL genre while you are tired of harem stuff.]

[The 'Scales that Judge Souls' wickedly whispers that it would be better to choose a 19+ reverse harem to heal the wounds in your heart.]

[The 'World-Building Words' are so crazy that they banish the gods.]

If there was a leader in the demon world, there was a messenger in the divine world. Thanks to that, I was barely able to suppress my impulse buying desires.

Reed warned softly.

“Inferinos.”

“Yes, Chaos Evil.”

“You shouldn’t treat her rudely.”

“I guess you are quite a cute little girl.”

“More than that. Because you are the only one who can destroy me.”

“......What is that.”

The demons were rumbling in confusion as if some kind of groundbreaking revelation had come down. I quickly sorted it out, as it was a high evaluation that did not help my disguised identity.

“I think that’s the way you express your affection.”

The malice and murderous intent created by the devils' jealousy grew even worse, but there was nothing that could be done.

“I guess you like cheeky things.”

With those words, Inferinos withdrew his attention from me. There was nothing more important to her than serving customers right now.

“Would you like to get rid of the poison first?”

“There is no such thing as aftereffects.”

“Then I would like to invite you to the banquet hall right away.”

"banquet hall?"

An ambitious smile spread across the Great Demon's face.

“I, Infernos, have prepared the greatest banquet in the Demon World to accommodate all the chaos and evil. I will offer you pleasure and joy throughout your stay, so please enjoy it.”

From the very first greeting to the most gruesome manners, it is impossible to predict how bizarrely extravagant the hospitality will be.

“The banquet hall is set up in the central garden, the pride of my Demon King’s castle. Since it is midsummer, the flowers in full bloom under the moonlight will add to the charm.”

“Give me guidance.”

Inferinos led the way as Reed commanded, as if trying to get along.

The two walked side by side, and I followed at a slight distance. I had to blend in with the Mongma servants according to my disguise.

As I came out of the Demon King's Castle, I realized that this was really the Demon World.

In the cloud-filled night sky, her iconic crescent blue moon shed a dim light.

The Demon King's central garden, revealed under the eerie moonlight, boasted a grotesque appearance.

<Isn't this a cemetery?>

The interior is so amazing that no one would call it the Demon King's Castle.

A garden decorated with a black iron fence and variously shaped tombstones. Flowers bloomed here in a plentiful and wild manner, creating a dazzling display of natural colors.

There is no order at all, and everyone is just busy showing off their flashiness to the point where it hurts your eyes.

The types of flowers were those commonly seen in royalty, such as roses, tulips, and lisianthus.

But the size was unfamiliar. The flower buds were so crazy big that I felt like I had become a dwarf for a moment.

Moreover, the flowers moved in a way that was not typical of plants. The stems squirmed as if they were sucking something in, and the petals opened and closed as if they were breathing, revealing a hidden human face instead of a stamen.

<Ugh, what kind of flower is this creepy?>

“You probably already know about the famous cannibal flower... Those roses and lisianthus look like human-faced flowers. Tulips are cannibalistic flowers, so we have to be careful.”

<It really is like a garden in the demon world.>

In accordance with the strict hierarchy of the Demon World, I was following at the very end of the line of sleepwalking servants.

Although it was sad, it was a small advantage that I was able to have small conversations with Agnes.

At some point, strange dissonances and distorted harmonies began to gently bother my ears.

We arrived at the banquet hall just as we realized that the musicians and singers of the Demon World were offering music in praise of Chaos Evil.

Tables placed everywhere were filled with tempting food that would make one commit the sin of gluttony, and instead of water, the fountains flowed with alcohol.

While the waiting demons paid their respects to Reed, Inferinos guided Reed to the center of the banquet hall.

There was a seat there that seemed to be prepared for the protagonist, a couch that was more like a bed than a chair, and above it was a canopy of a strange color.

“O Chaos Evil, this banquet will continue without end. No one will be allowed to sleep until you are satisfied and go to sleep.......”

As soon as Reed took his seat, the banquet began.

Eating and drinking were the norm, and gambling and speculation were rampant. It was the beginning of unwholesome pleasures. Reed simply watched the banquet with bored and indifferent eyes.

<But Eyelet. What on earth is Reed doing here?>

well.

Unfortunately, Reed didn't share the details of his plan. He just cryptically blurted out this statement right after deciding to go to the Demon King's territory.

-I want to establish rules that will govern the entire Demon World, but to do that, I need the power of a rule maker.

Besides that, I haven't heard anything about what he plans to do, when, or how.

I thought it would be a good idea to ask him about his specific strategy right now. So I was about to approach the center of the banquet hall where he was imitating a stone statue.

“Wait a minute, where are you going?”

The servants blocked my way. Their faces were so fierce that I couldn't even remember the aggression they had shown towards Reed just a moment ago.

“Someone like you isn’t allowed in the VIP area.”

“Right. Where are you going in that outfit?”

“On the subject of low-level sleepwalking. Just stay quiet and stay in the corner.”

“Be thankful that you can even set foot in the banquet hall!”

It wasn't just the sleepwalkers' territoriality that turned their eyes towards Reed.

There was a crack in the floor, and as I tried to step over it, I felt an invisible barrier pushing me back.

What is the standard? I was curious, so I asked the sleepwalkers standing inside the gold.

“Excuse me, Mongma siblings, what is the ranking?”

“Can’t you see? They’re high-ranking demons ranked in the top 1,000.”

“Yes, we are like this because we are all descendants of the Succubus Queen and the Incubus King!”

"I see."

He answered dryly and turned around.

Alone in a corner of the banquet hall, I called up the 'Demon World Ranking System'. My ranking was displayed nicely at the very top.

[Your current Demon World Rank: 8,891]

If it's 8,891st, isn't it a C-class? This is serious.

'I defeated Moriel, who was ranked 166th, single-handedly! I can easily push him up to rank 300 without using Divine Descent!'

It's unfair.

[<Help> Since you are disguised as a demon by borrowing the power of an item, you have been given a large penalty in the ranking conversion formula. If you want to check the exact ranking, become corrupted!]

'No, you keep encouraging corruption. Is this okay?'

The developer of the system appeared.

[The 'balance-tuning cynic' sees Reed going back and forth between success and failure and encourages corruption by saying that he can do it too.]

That could be true... ... No, you can’t pass it up.

'This must be a test from God!'

How sad the Lord will be if I fall. Let's come to our senses.

But as soon as I made the promise, I felt like I just lost consciousness. This was because a sight that was difficult to look at with a clear mind was unfolding before my eyes.