didn’t call you to tell you anything special.
It’s Galad.
I called the priest because I wanted to hear from the witness how he died.
If you don’t mind, could you tell me more about Galad’s death? I’ll give you a reward.”

That wasn’t a big deal, so I could do it.
Furthermore, he said he’d give me a reward, so why not? I told the demon in detail about how Galad died.
After hearing the story, the demon clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“Tsk, tsk.
What a tragedy.
I can’t believe my only brother went like that.
I’ve told him several times to quit mercenary work because it’s dangerous.
Oh, I meant this body’s brother.”

I looked around carefully.
The frugality of this lord was obvious, given the room had no special decorations.
So, a frugal demon lord who regretted the death of his ill-fated half-brother.
It was fun.

I settled into a slightly more comfortable position.

“By the way, is the original owner of your body the contractor?”

When I asked, the demon answered as if he had been waiting.

“Hahaha! You must be curious about my story! I can tell you as much as you want! Isn’t a story more interesting if there’s someone to listen to it?”

The story of how the demon started out wasn’t so complicated.
The demon contractor was Thredon’s father, the former lord, and he desperately wanted a woman he met in Guise.
But the woman he loved already had a fiancée, and the former lord longed for not only her body but also her heart.
In the end, he summoned the demon and spewed out his desires.

‘Give her heart to me! I’ll give you everything!’

The demon spoke to the former lord in a gentle voice with the utmost kindness.

‘You don’t have to give me everything.
All you have to do is give me what I want.’

‘What do you want?’

The demon, slowly spreading out the fingers of his hands, laughed.

‘To ruin one life, you need another.
Your fifteen-year-old son, if you give me his life, I will give you the life of that woman.’

Devoured by his desire, the former lord sold his son to the demon without hesitation.
The demon gave him what he promised.
Thus, the woman became the former lord’s mistress.

The demon said that the son born between the mistress and the lord was Galad.

“What a pity.
Galad was like a child I created, so I always tried to take good care of him.
But this brother wasn’t happy with his birthplace, so he left our home to work as a mercenary.
This winter, my brother was in trouble because he had no work.
I didn’t expect that trying to give him a job in secret would lead to his death.
Life is really hard.”

The demon grinned, filled with satisfaction.

“That’s why it makes my heart beat even faster! By the way, it’s time for me to start working as a lord.
I’d like to say more about myself, but I’ll put it off again! Oh, you’re welcome to come by anytime.
It’s always nice to have a visit from a close friend you can talk with!”

Before I knew it, I became the demon’s friend.
The friendly demon lord handed me a bag as a reward, which was very much to my liking.

“I’m ashamed I didn’t put much in it, but it’ll help you.
Now, go back in peace!”

I left the lord’s mansion and carefully opened the bag.
Inside were two shiny golden coins, each worth a hundred silver.



“Oh, Mother.
He is a lord.
What do you mean the lord is trying to seduce me with money? This gold is purely a display of courtesy.”

The Mother of Corruption expressed her deep jealousy towards the demon lord, perhaps because she couldn’t bestow gold on her son herself.


“A priest who covets money?! That’s too much.
But you know what? Gold coins don’t rot.”


“Mother, don’t be angry and listen to me till the end.
More words are supposed to come after that.”

I cleared my throat.

One thing never rots and lasts as long as a gold coin.
Do you know what it is?”


“That’s my love for Mother.”


She was so touched she couldn’t snap out of her reverie.

“My Mother always comes first.
So don’t worry too much.”

I patted the hand and headed for the mercenary guild with two gold coins in tow.

The first sight to greet me was shiny white armor that reflected sunlight, a huge hammer attached to its bearer’s back, and a black cloak engraved with patterning of pure white scales.
They also had a sword strapped to their waist in case of emergency.

Three priests of the Reformation Church, ready to slaughter at the drop of a hat, were talking to Erin inside the mercenary guild.
Erin smiled brightly and waved to me once she noticed my appearance.

“Oh, you’re here? Priest Marnak! Say hello to the Reformation Priests here!”

A friendly greeting was welcome, but I didn’t want to meet those fanatical friends.
I hid my innermost thoughts, smiled reverently, and bowed to the priests of the Reformation Church.

I’m Marnak, a priest serving the goddess of maintenance who protects daily life.”

The moment I made eye contact with one of the priests of the Reformation Church.


Mother informed me that one of them held one of the twelve remaining holy relics.

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