The Player Hides His Past

Chapter 603 – Outbreak (2) #Part2

The Demonic World.

Consciousness of the Ten Thrones.

Beneath a dark veil.

The Sixth Throne Demon King, Valefor, appealed.

“Isn’t that why I begged you to reverse the decision that freed Amon from his bonds… and that you attended the Consciousness of the Ten Thrones to instigate us and achieve your desired outcome!”

Evil Eye of the Ten Thrones had been showing the situation on the Arcana Continent in real time.

Thanks to it, I was able to understand.

The composition of the Holy War Alliance was more than adequate against Amon.

Valefor spoke with conviction.

“They are no longer ordinary humans. Some have already entered the same realm as us, and not only that. They have a wisdom that comes from experience that cannot be easily gained. If it were us, we could neutralize even their schemes. We could have capitalized on their experience, which is shallow compared to our own. But this is Amon. Amon is blinded by violence……!!!”

No one interrupted Valefor.

“It means that we must admit our mistake and make amends even now. Will you understand the reason why he liberated Amon if I tell you from my own mouth? He used Amon as a sacrifice for their growth! He sacrificed the Ten Thrones!”

Then a voice rang out.

“Do not raise your voice, Valefor.”

“..!”

“We have been deceived by him!”

The voice was shrouded in a veil.

But as I said, I could guess the identity by the tone of voice.

There can be only one owner of the voice who has not lost his cool under these circumstances.

“I am in agony right now.”

Agares, the Demon King of the Second Throne.

“I apologize if I have disturbed you, Lord Agares.”

Bael the Fool.

With the exception of the First Throne Demon King, who cannot be called a Throne, Agares was the de facto head of the Ten Thrones. Agares’s voice had
had power. Not just a tone.

‘Such pressure from beyond the veil……!’

Beneath the veil of consciousness.

Enough to nullify numerous defenses and force Valefor to grab his heart.

For a moment, Valefor realized the power of Agares.

‘Is this 【Master of Language】……?’

Agares spoke as if the title were an exaggeration.

“I do not wish to admit it, but I will accept your opinion, Valefor. I know my friend Amon will resent me, but I will use my power to bring him back to the Demon World. Even if it means earning Amon’s hatred, I do not wish to see him sacrificed to the humans.”

“…Thank you!”

Valefor bowed his head from beneath his veil.

Now that Paimon had fallen to Hell, Agares was the only one who could rule the Ten Thrones. It was a good thing. It was a good thing that Agares was a saint who listened to others.

“I command you, Amon.”

A voice that resonates in consciousness.

Including Valefor.

The Ten Thrones at the Consciousness suppressed their senses.

It’s not enough to close their ears. Even a rampaging Amon could be swayed by the power of Agares, a power that could be reversed by mere eavesdropping.

It was that fault.

“……?”

At this moment, Agares was the only one watching the situation on the Arcana continent through Evil Eye. He was the only one who had witnessed Amon being torn to shreds by Bael.

Agares swallowed hard.

‘What is your purpose, Bael?’

Agares, he was different from the other Ten Thrones.

Where the others treated Bael as unfathomable and stupid, Agares sought to understand him, and rightly so. Bael was the only being he could look up to.

But.

“Why.”

What was there to be gained by tearing Amon apart at this moment, and why destroy Behemoth’s maw, the only passage to the Arcana continent?

‘I doesn’t understand.’

No matter how much he tries to think.

Bael’s will was beyond his grasp.

But.

Agares’ eyes were still glowing red.

As stated, he was the actual ruler of the Demon World.

He possessed more malice than any of the Ten.

Agares looked at the Thrones, who still blocked his senses.

They did not know what fate had befallen Amon.

Perhaps we could use that to our advantage?

A cunning malice began to stir within Agares.

‘They are different, and that is why they are the Ten Thrones.’

If so, then the negative emotions they emit must also be different.

Yes, Agares was planning to instill negative emotions in the fellow deacons.

The idea was to instill a ‘manipulated fear’ that only those who knew the truth could be freed from.

“Look.”

Some would ask if such a thing was possible.

Only Bael can be thought of as capable of tearing Amon apart in an instant. If we were to tell the story as it is, the negative emotion would be directed at Bael.

However, it was only a matter of cleverly changing the target. If you sell the name of ‘him’ who, like Bael, has the power to tear Amon to pieces, but cannot absorb negative emotions because he is not a demon.

Negative emotions with nowhere to go, why not turn to me, Agares?

“My close friend, Amon, has been mercilessly hunted.”

Agares smiled from beneath his veil.

“By the Tenth Throne, Grandfell Claudi Arpheus Romeo.”

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