Frondier mendekati Baal yang tak menunjukkan tanda-tanda akan bangun. Elysia menjerit kaget ketika Frondier, tanpa ragu-ragu, menendang Baal. Bahkan jika dia tidak sadarkan diri, menendang iblis... Lagipula, dari yang dia dengar, iblis ini seharusnya sangat kuat...? Frondier meraih rambut Baal dan mengangkat kepalanya. Namun, Baal masih tak menunjukkan tanda-tanda akan sadar. 'Untuk tidak bangun bahkan setelah ini, ini bukan sekadar pingsan.' Dia membuka kelopak mata Baal dan memeriksa pupilnya. Tidak ada reaksi. 'Meskipun aku tidak mengisi penuh auraku, itu bukan tendangan ringan.' Dia tidak akan bangun bahkan setelah menerima pukulan sebesar itu. Dalam kondisi ini, mustahil untuk memprediksi berapa lama Baal akan bangun dengan sendirinya. Bisa sehari, dua hari, atau bahkan seminggu. 'Apakah ini pengaruh Pandemonium?' Pandemonium, tempat Frondier pertama kali menyaksikan kekuatan iblisnya sendiri. Namun, Frondier tidak benar-benar mengerti apa itu Pandemonium. Ketua Arald dari Hitchcock hanya memberikan penjelasan singkat dan melanjutkannya. Karena itu, dia tidak tahu apa yang akan terjadi jika dia menang atau kalah, atau apa perbedaan antara sekadar memukul dengan kekuatan iblis dan menggunakan Pandemonium. Dia melakukannya murni karena penasaran dengan kekuatan Baal, kekuatannya sendiri, dan Pandemonium itu sendiri. Sederhananya, rasa penasarannya lah yang membawa Baal ke kondisi ini. 'Jika ini bukan sekadar pingsan tapi pengaruh kekuatanku, sepertinya aku harus bisa membangunkannya.' Jika Baal masih terperangkap dalam kekuatan Frondier, Frondier seharusnya bisa membangunkannya. Bahkan, mungkin tidak ada orang lain yang bisa. 'Haruskah aku mencoba menggunakan kekuatan iblis lagi? Tidak, jika dia mati...' Apakah Baal hidup atau mati tidak terlalu penting bagi Frondier, tapi Baal masih bernilai sebagai sandera. Lagipula, jika dia mati seperti itu, Frondier tetap tidak akan tahu cara membangunkan lawan yang terkena Pandemonium. Rasanya seperti pertunjukan kelas tiga untuk khawatir apakah Raja Neraka, Baal, akan mati atau tidak, tapi dia benar-benar harus khawatir tentang itu. Erangan rendah terdengar. Frondier mengira Baal sudah bangun sesaat, tapi ternyata bukan dia. Sumber suara itu adalah Marco. '...Benar. Dia tidak terkena Pandemonium secara langsung.' Marco dan iblis-iblis yang tersebar di sini bukan target yang dimaksud Frondier. Mereka terjebak dalam pengaruh Pandemonium. Jadi tidak seperti Baal, Marco hanya tidak sadarkan diri. "Itu bagus." Frondier meletakkan Baal dan berdiri. Marco pasti tahu cara menghadapi situasi ini. Merasa optimis melihat kemungkinan solusi, Frondier berjalan menuju Marco sambil tersenyum tipis. Elysia, yang menyaksikan pemandangan itu dari samping, menjadi pucat, tapi itu tidak menarik perhatian Frondier. Namun, meski tidak menarik perhatiannya, Frondier tetap punya sesuatu untuk dilakukan untuk Elysia. Sebuah bangunan besar muncul di tempat Frondier mengulurkan tangannya. Elysia terdiam melihat kemunculan bangunan raksasa yang tiba-tiba itu. "Masuklah. Kamu pasti merasa tidak nyaman dengan Marco di dekatmu." "...Apakah bangunan ini aman?" "Aman untuk mereka yang aku izinkan." Maksudnya aman? Dan apa maksudnya 'mereka yang aku izinkan'? Elysia ingin mengajukan beberapa keberatan atas kata-kata Frondier, tapi dia tidak punya waktu. Dari sudut pandang Elysia, iblis mengerikan itu perlahan-lahan sadar. "K-Kalau begitu, permisi..." Elysia dengan hati-hati melangkah masuk ke dalam workshop, dan pintu tertutup di belakangnya. Tepat setelah itu, Marco bergerak, seolah mencoba untuk sadar. Dia masih belum bisa memahami situasi. Itu wajar, karena dia tidak menyangka akan pingsan. Frondier mendekat, mengangkat tangannya. "Hah!" Marco tersentak kaget secara naluriah. Melihat ekspresi Frondier dan situasi saat ini, Marco akhirnya menyadari bahwa dia telah pingsan. Terlebih lagi, ingatan tentang Pandemonium antara Frondier dan Baal kembali membanjir. Marco berteriak, merangkak berdiri, dan mundur. Ini benar-benar berbeda dari sikapnya sebelumnya. Frondier memiringkan kepala, mengamatinya. Iblis yang terkena kekuatan iblis tidak menjadi setakut ini bahkan setelah sadar. Mereka hanya tunduk padanya. Sepertinya Pandemonium memang agak berbeda dari kekuatan iblis. Marco juga tidak menunjukkan kecenderungan untuk tunduk pada Frondier. 'Yah, akan merepotkan jika dia tunduk sekarang.' Saat ini, Marco adalah bawahan Satan. Dia tidak tahu detailnya, tapi jika orang kedua ini tunduk pada Frondier, Satan akan menjadi lebih merepotkan. Dia pada akhirnya harus melawan Satan, tapi tidak sekarang. Yang lebih penting, Frondier saat ini tidak punya cara untuk bertemu Satan. Meskipun pihak manusia telah mendapatkan keuntungan yang luar biasa dalam pertempuran melawan iblis ini, kenyataannya mereka bahkan belum menyentuh ujung jari Satan. Lagipula, itu bukan yang perlu dia tanyakan pada Marco sekarang. "Tidak perlu lari. Aku tidak berniat bertaruh." Frondier berkata sambil mendekati Marco. Namun, Marco, yang sepertinya tidak mempercayai kata-katanya sama sekali, mundur saat Frondier maju, lalu melebarkan sayapnya, mencoba melarikan diri dengan terbang. Frondier berhenti di sana. Dia mengacungkan ibu jarinya ke arah Baal. "Bagaimana cara membangunkannya?" Marco mengikuti arah jari Frondier dan membelalakkan mata melihat Baal. Beberapa saat kemudian, dia mengangguk seolah mengerti sesuatu. Dia melipat sayapnya lagi dan ekspresinya kembali tenang. Bukan, bukannya tenang, tapi seperti dia sudah pasrah pada sesuatu. "Nomor satu dari 72 Iblis telah dikalahkan."
Bab 675
Frondier approached Baal, who showed no signs of waking up. Elysia shrieked in surprise as Frondier, without hesitation, kicked Baal. Even if he was unconscious, kicking a devil... Moreover, from what she'd heard, this devil was supposed to be incredibly powerful...? Frondier grabbed Baal's hair and lifted his head. However, Baal still showed no signs of regaining consciousness. 'For him to not wake up even after this, it's not just unconsciousness.' He lifted Baal's eyelids and checked his pupils. There was no reaction. 'Even though I didn't fully charge my aura, that wasn't a light kick.' He wouldn't wake up even after taking a hit of that magnitude. In this state, it was impossible to predict how long it would take for Baal to wake up on his own. A day, two days, or even a week could pass. 'Is this the influence of Pandemonium?' Pandemonium, where Frondier first witnessed the power of his own devil. However, Frondier didn't really understand what Pandemonium was. Chairman Arald of Hitchcock had only provided a rough explanation and moved on. Therefore, he didn't know what would happen if he won or lost, or what the difference was between simply hitting with the devil's power and using Pandemonium. He had done it purely out of curiosity about Baal's power, his own power, and Pandemonium itself. Simply put, his curiosity had led Baal to this state. 'If this isn't just unconsciousness but the influence of my power, it seems like I should be able to wake him up.' If Baal was still trapped within Frondier's power, Frondier should be able to wake him up. No, rather, there might be no one else who could. 'Should I try using the devil's power again? No, if he dies...' Whether Baal lived or died didn't matter much to Frondier, but Baal still held value as a hostage. Moreover, if he died like that, Frondier would still be clueless about how to wake up opponents who had been subjected to Pandemonium. It felt like a third-rate play to be worried about whether the King of Hell, Baal, would die or not, but he really had to worry about it. A low groan reached his ears. Frondier thought Baal had woken up for a moment, but it wasn't him. The source of the voice was Marco. '...Right. He wasn't directly hit by Pandemonium.' Marco and the devils scattered around here were not Frondier's intended targets. They were caught in the influence of Pandemonium. So unlike Baal, Marco was simply unconscious. "That works out well." Frondier put Baal down and stood up. Marco would know how to deal with this situation. Feeling optimistic at the sight of a possible solution, Frondier walked towards Marco with a faint smile. Elysia, watching the scene from the side, turned pale, but it didn't catch Frondier's attention. However, even if it didn't catch his attention, Frondier still had something to do for Elysia. A massive building rose at the spot where Frondier stretched out his hand. Elysia was speechless at the sudden appearance of the enormous building. "Go inside. You must be uneasy with Marco around." "...Is this building safe?" "It's safe for those I permit." Does that mean it's safe? And what does he mean by 'those I permit'? Elysia wanted to raise several objections to Frondier's words, but she didn't have the time. From Elysia's perspective, the terrifying devil was slowly waking up. "Th-then, excuse me..." Elysia cautiously stepped into the workshop, and the door closed behind her. Immediately after, Marco stirred, as if trying to regain consciousness. He still couldn't grasp the situation. It was only natural, as he hadn't expected to lose consciousness. Frondier approached, raising his hand. "Gasp!" Marco instinctively gasped. Seeing Frondier's expression and the current situation, Marco finally realized that he had fainted. Furthermore, the memory of the Pandemonium between Frondier and Baal came flooding back. Marco screamed, scrambled to his feet, and retreated. It was a complete departure from his previous demeanor. Frondier tilted his head, observing him. Devils affected by the devil's power didn't become this terrified even after regaining consciousness. They simply submitted to him. It seemed Pandemonium was indeed somewhat different from the devil's power. Marco didn't seem inclined to submit to Frondier either. 'Well, it would be troublesome if he submitted now.' Currently, Marco was Satan's subordinate. He didn't know the details, but if this second-in-command were to submit to Frondier, Satan would become even more of a nuisance. He would have to fight Satan eventually, but not right now. More importantly, Frondier currently had no way to meet Satan. Even though the human side had gained an overwhelming advantage in this battle against the devils, the reality was that they hadn't even touched a finger on Satan. Anyway, that wasn't what he needed to ask Marco right now. "There's no need to run. I have no intention of fighting." Frondier said as he approached Marco. However, Marco, seemingly not believing his words at all, retreated as Frondier advanced, and then spread his wings, attempting to escape by flight. Frondier stopped there. He pointed his thumb towards Baal. "How do I wake him up?" Marco followed Frondier's finger and widened his eyes upon seeing Baal. A moment later, he nodded as if he understood something. He folded his wings again and his expression returned to calmness. No, rather than calmness, it was as if he had resigned himself to something. "The 72 Devils' number one has been defeated."
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