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nTranslator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

n“Blackie, do you know how to fix the fuse?”

nThe night was still somewhat hot and stuffy. Blackie would occasionally leave the basement, only to go back again later.

nChen Zhao could not fall asleep. If he had known it earlier, he would have stayed in Ethan’s motel that night.

nNonetheless, Chen Zhao was quite tired from all that had happened that day.

nChen Zhao did not go back to his room as it was even hotter. Instead, he lay on the sofa and fell asleep dizzily. However, in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt some coldness in the air.

nWoof, woof!

nChen Zhao heard Beelzebub’s barks. Opening his eyes, he saw a snow-white fox standing on his body.

nThe moonlight shone through the windows onto the fox, giving it a particularly eye-catching appearance, as if its body was covered by a layer of frost.

n“What is it? A demon?”

n“Bastard human, you’ve summoned another demon without my permission! And it’s a subordinate of the King of Frost. All these inferior demon king subordinates which do not belong to the seven sins are second-class. You’re humiliating my identity!” Beelzebub barked wildly to express his frustration.

n“Subordinate of the King of Frost, leave here and scram back to Hell! This is my territory; everything here belongs to me!”

nBoth Beelzebub’s and Raymond’s reactions were very intense. Anyhow, Chen Zhao realized that he had summoned another demon unintentionally.

nTo Beelzebub and Raymond, the King of Frost must be an inferior demon king.

nTo them, all demon classes apart from the seven sins were inferior.

nOf course, they also disliked each other.

nTheir both had strong possessive desires. For example, Beelzebub had been very unhappy about Raymond’s arrival in the beginning.

nThe same thing happened for Blackie, and now the subordinate of the King of Frost.

nChen Zhao was still unsure how he had managed to summon these subordinates at the moment.

nBeelzebub, Raymond, and this subordinate of the King of Frost.

nIt should be related to his thoughts, but he did not know exactly what he should do.

nSummoning these subordinate demons was different from summoning inferior demons with demonic ritual implements. Inferior demons were like consumables. Chen Zhao would only summon them when needed, and there would be a time limit after which they would return to Hell.

nHowever, when he summoned inferior demons, he would usually summon their true forms. In particular, they would possess most of their original abilities.

nFor example, when he summoned Raz and Bloody Hunter in the past, both of them appeared in their true forms, that is, in their original appearances.

nOn the other hand, whenever he summoned a subordinate demon, a form of contract would form between the two of them.

nChen Zhao had already found out from Beelzebub that the basis of this contract was that the two parties could not harm each other.

nBeelzebub and Raymond both called themselves demon servants. They could not defy Chen Zhao’s orders, whether it was in the human world or in Hell.

nSecondly, they could both use Chen Zhao’s token, together with a huge price, to summon him to Hell.

n“Master, can I kill them? They’re so noisy.” The white fox swung its two slender and soft tails as it stared at Beelzebub and Raymond from above with an arrogant look.

nMaster? It calls me master?

nGod, that feels so amazing. This was the first demon servant that Chen Zhao had summoned which called him master.

nIndeed, obedient demons were much better.

nChen Zhao glanced at Beelzebub and Raymond. These two bastards still called him human all the time.

nThe more he looked at them, the more he disliked them.

n“Can you beat them?”

n“The more inferior a demon is, the less restriction it receives in the human world. I’m Carrie Phantom, subordinate of the King of Frost, a second-class demon king. Hence the suppression I receive from the rules in the human world is much weaker than them. Moreover, my true form is no weaker than them, so I can easily freeze them into ice pops.”

nChen Zhao more or less understood what Carrie had just said. Firstly, the fox Carrie was a subordinate of the King of Frost, a second-class demon king, or a small demon king.

nThe first-class demon kings were the Seven Great Demon Kings which precisely represented the seven sins.

nThe Seven Great Demon Kings must be the most powerful ones in Hell.

nHowever, their subordinates need not be stronger than subordinates of other small demon kings.

nSecondly, the more powerful a demon’s master was, the more its power would be restricted in the human world, and vice versa.

nTo put it simply, Carrie’s true form was no weaker than Beelzebub and Raymond in Hell, so her projection in the human world was stronger than them. Their original powers were similar but different ratios were carried to the human world, resulting in the difference.

n“Just teach them a lesson. Don’t kill them.”

n“As you wish.” Carrie waved her two tails and the coldness in the air surged.

nA shroud of smoke appeared above the living room…

nTo be precise, it was actually a layer of clouds.

nThen, Chen Zhao saw many fist-sized hailstones raining down from the clouds.

n“Stop, quickly stop… It’s my house…”

nBut it was too late. The originally newly furnished hall was soon covered in a mess.

nChen Zhao wanted to cry but had no tears. Why?!

n“Master, you should blame them. If they can stand still and let me hit them, I would not have destroyed your house. All their fault.”

nChen Zhao finally realized that the obedient-looking Carrie was also what she seemed to be.

nWhat a shame that I thought she’s the most understanding demon among the three!

nIt was all but an illusion.

n“From now on, I don’t allow any of you to fight in my house. If you break anything, you pay me the original price. Do you understand?”

n“You’re the one who asked me to hit them,” Carrie muttered.

n“And, whatever I say is the truth. No talking back.”

n“Even Lord Satan dares not say that his word is the truth.”

n“Exactly.”

n“…”

nSuddenly, Blackie’s head flew out from the wall.

nAt the instant Carrie saw Blackie, she entered the battle state. “Attack!”

nThen, Chen Zhao saw countless ice bolts shoot onto the wall which immediately collapsed.

nChen Zhao slapped his forehand. Were there no demons that were normal?

nI only want a clever, obedient, and non-violent demon. Is it that difficult?

n“Carrie, the wall costs $2000, and $3000 for the furniture and floor. So you owe me $5000 now. Cash or card?”

nJust then, Chen Zhao heard a series of police siren outside the house.

nAfter that, someone knocked on the door.

nChen Zhao glanced at Carrie. “Without my permission, don’t use your ability before other humans. Do you get it?”

nChen Zhao opened the door and saw an unfamiliar police outside. “Are you the new resident here?”

n“Yes. What is it?”

n“Your neighbour complained about loud noises in your house.” The police had already seen the messy living room through the gap in the door. “Can you tell me what happened?”

nThe police had already put his hand on the gun around his waist. If he noticed anything wrong, he would probably draw his gun at once.

n“In fact, I also have no idea what happened. I was sleeping in my room and suddenly heard loud noises. Then, I discovered that my living room looks like it has almost experienced a windstorm. I suspect a thief has broken in.”

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