My Goblin System : Levelling up with my SSS Class Devouring skill-Chapter 289

"If we can find Richard before he returns to Chronus," Loki said, his expression mirroring Satou’s intensity, "we can test whether the information is true."

"And if it is," Seraphina added, her smile predatory and eager, "we eliminate two threats at once. Richard dies, Chronus becomes permanently weakened."

"Plus," Satou said quietly, his voice carrying cold determination, "I get my revenge on Chronus for sending Merc Assault to kill me. The Time Lord thought he could eliminate me quietly through hired assassins. Time to show him the cost of that mistake."

He paused, then added something that made both demon lords go very still. "And there’s something else. Another thing Merc Assault told me before he died."

Loki’s golden eyes sharpened. "What else?"

Satou’s expression darkened. "Chronus has been selling information to the humans. Specifically, he sold out demon lord locations to human heroes. That’s how Vegeta knew exactly where to strike, exactly when defenses would be weakest."

The temperature in the room dropped several degrees.

"What," Seraphina said, her voice barely above a whisper but carrying lethal intensity.

"Merc Assault told me he’d discovered it during one of his infiltrations," Satou continued. "Chronus has been playing both sides for decades. He gives the humans information about demon lords he wants eliminated, they send heroes to kill them, and Chronus benefits from the resulting power vacuum. He’s been orchestrating demon lord deaths for his own political gain."

Loki stood so abruptly his chair scraped against the floor. His usual playful demeanor was completely gone, replaced by cold fury. "That traitorous bastard. He’s been selling out his own kind to the humans?

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"For centuries, probably," Satou confirmed. "Merc Assault said he had documented at least three cases where demon lords died under suspicious circumstances—heroes attacked at exactly the right moment, knew exactly where to strike, had perfect intelligence about defenses and capabilities."

Seraphina’s wings had spread fully, trembling with barely contained rage. Her crimson eyes blazed with an intensity that made the air around her shimmer. "He’s been betraying the demon lord council. Betraying all of us. While we thought we were fighting a war against humanity, one of our own was feeding them targets."

"That’s why I want him dead," Satou said quietly. "Not just for sending Merc Assault after me. But because he’s a traitor to his own kind. He’ll sacrifice anyone—demon lord, provisional candidate, entire settlements—if it serves his schemes."

Loki’s hands clenched into fists. "Do you have proof? Because if we’re going to accuse a seated demon lord of treason..."

"Merc Assault said he kept records," Satou said carefully. "Documentation. Evidence. He was an information broker—he knew the value of proof. He told me about names, dates, locations. demon lord dead because Chronus sold them out. But he died before he could tell me where he hid the evidence."

He met their eyes. "But even without physical proof right now, we know the pattern. And once we deal with Richard and cripple Chronus, we can search for Merc Assault’s records. A centuries-old assassin doesn’t keep information like that in his head—he’d have backups, hidden caches."

Seraphina’s hand found Satou’s again, squeezing with fierce approval. Her crimson eyes were bright with something that might have been pride mixed with savage satisfaction. "I love it when you’re ruthless," she murmured, just loud enough for him to hear. Then louder: "And I want that bastard’s head on a pike for what he’s done."

"You’re not alone in that," Loki said, his voice carrying centuries of barely restrained hatred. "Chronus and I have been enemies for three hundred years. But selling out demon lords to humans? That’s beyond our rivalry. That’s treason against our entire kind."

He resumed pacing, but now it was purposeful, calculating. "This changes everything. If we can find Merc Assault’s evidence and prove Chronus orchestrated demon lord deaths through human collaboration, we can bring charges before the council. Combined with killing Richard and crippling his power... we wouldn’t just be eliminating an enemy. We’d be executing a traitor."

"But we need Richard first," Seraphina said, her tactical mind cutting through the emotion. "Kill Richard, cripple Chronus, then search for the evidence and present his betrayals while he’s weakened and unable to defend himself properly."

"Personal stakes just became political necessity," Loki observed. His golden eyes gleamed with dark anticipation. "This isn’t just revenge anymore. It’s justice."

"Justice and revenge can be the same thing," Satou said quietly. "Especially when the target deserves both."

Seraphina’s hand moved from his to rest on his thigh under the table, a gesture of intimate support. "Then we make sure we don’t waste this opportunity. Chronus has been scheming for centuries. Time to show him what happens when all those schemes collapse at once."

Loki watched this exchange with amusement before refocusing. "Personal stakes are good. Political necessity is better. But there’s still a problem—we don’t know where Richard went. He could be anywhere in the demon realm."

"Which is why we mobilize all available intelligence resources," Loki continued, his tone shifting to command mode. "My spy network spans the entire realm. I can have agents checking every major city, every territory, every location where someone of Richard’s power might be noticed."

He turned to Seraphina. "Your information network is different from mine but equally extensive. Can you deploy your agents as well?"

"Already planning it," Seraphina confirmed. "Between our networks, we should be able to track Richard. A being of his power level can’t move through the demon realm without leaving traces."

"How long?" Satou asked. "How long until you can locate him?"

Both demon lords exchanged glances.

"With both networks working together?" Loki said. "Initial reports in maybe three days. Narrow down his location in a week. Two weeks maximum to pinpoint exactly where he is."

"That’s too long," Satou said, frustration clear. "Every day that passes is another day Richard might return to Chronus."

Seraphina stood and moved behind Satou’s chair, her hands settling on his shoulders in a gesture that was both comforting and possessive. "We’ll prioritize it," she promised, leaning down so her lips were close to his ear. "This is too important to treat casually. Finding Richard takes precedence over everything else."

Jessica and Lyra watched this display, their expressions complex—acceptance mixed with subtle territorial awareness.

"Please," Satou said, looking at both demon lords. "Please be fast about this. We can’t afford to miss this chance. Richard leaving Chronus’s protection might never happen again."

"We understand," Loki said simply. "Trust us, Satou. We want Chronus eliminated as much as you do. We won’t let this slip away."

Seraphina’s hands squeezed Satou’s shoulders. "I promise you," she said quietly, her voice carrying absolute certainty. "We will find Richard Clay. And we will make Chronus pay for every scheme, every manipulation, every betrayal. Especially for selling out our own kind to the humans."

There was something in her voice—a deeper current of emotion that suggested this was intensely personal for her too. Had she lost someone to Chronus’s betrayals? Someone she cared about who’d been sold out to human heroes?