I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

The signature field on the soul contract was still blank.

Currently, the reigning Demon King had not yet conferred titles upon any demons.

If Lee Read agreed, he would be the first demon ennobled by the 24th Demon King.

At this moment, Lee Read naturally recalled Mentor's teachings—that after being questioned by the Demon King, the questioned demon would step into the Quasi-Demon King level and also receive a Demon Name.

But this was a soul contract.

If he were only the King of the Arena, his service to the Demon King would be confined within the rules set by the Demon King's City; but if he accepted the Demon King's bestowed name, he would truly become a slave.

As a demon who always kept a soul contract on hand and signed contracts everywhere, Lee Read certainly knew what this meant.

But "Quasi-Demon King level" was truly tempting…

Only a line away from the Demon King.

Perhaps he could directly enter the Imagined Object stage?

"Heh heh… Perhaps you should be more like Steele Pro, more slick and tactful," the Demon King retracted his killing intent, not swallowing the Brain Spirit.

Even though the Library could not yet be self-sufficient, Damon Kirk… or rather, the Demon King's City, controlled the magic power supply to the Library and the Arena.

Lee Read prepared for battle—rather than become the Demon King's slave here, he would rather die on the spot.

"What to do?" Shadow rubbed against Lee Read's brain grooves, sensing my concerns.

"What kind of era is this… even a Brain Spirit doesn't have its own ideas," the Demon King took a shallow sip of wine, waved his hand, and pushed Lee Read away.

"Then let's open it," Shadow didn't find it difficult to reopen the Arena.

"As long as 30 low-level demons are summoned, the seventh responsibility will be fulfilled, and eight months should be enough."

The next advancement must be perfect.

"At the same time, continue to weaken the Library's defenses," Lee Read controlled his thoughts, using earth to build a small land map in his mind, "One River won't shrink just because you attacked the Arena."

"As for the Arena and the Slaughter Cup… you need to construct a set of 'rules' that can operate automatically, get rid of that work, and don't waste time here…"

"We still have to focus on development," Lee Read couldn't place his hopes on rebuilding the Arena.

Lee Read certainly couldn't be a deadbeat for eight months.

Only in the Demon King's last few words did Shadow perceive a hint of almost "melancholy" emotion.

Lee Read still had no clue how to escape the Demon King's control, but he was more certain than ever that this matter must be put on the agenda.

If things developed according to the Demon King's script, the ending would not escape my "intuition."

"Next… within eight months, we must reopen the Arena," Lee Read's brain grooves contracted, his face full of worry.

He hadn't given up yet.

Could be trampled underfoot?

If the Slaughter Cup were held every day, the Library wouldn't need to develop.

"Quasi-Demon King level" was indeed a great temptation, but Lee Read believed that there was no shortcut to the Brain Spirit's advancement path, and a seemingly easy path was not necessarily good.

Lee Read could only speculate this far, and wouldn't know any more.

He needed to have his own rhythm.

"Also, let Tom continue to collect the Library's 'inexplicable knowledge'… we must find a way to leave the city sooner."

Lee Read pointed to the swamp north of the Demon King's City, feeling that he had to go and see it himself, or listen to the forest's whispers, to determine how far One River's army had advanced.

"Help me advance," Pang Bing waved his brain grooves.

"Well… I am now the King of the Arena…" Pang Bing completely reproduced the conversation between the thrones to Shadow and Egg, without omitting any details.

In the stone room, Shadow and Egg were waiting anxiously, Egg unfolding the radar, searching for the location between the thrones in the Demon King's City.

And… never negotiate terms with demons.

Lee Read racked his brains.

At least he certainly couldn't command the one inside the Abyssal Maw.

"I refuse," Lee Read shook his head.

Shadow listened for a long time, and realized that besides registering as an Arena gladiator, it didn't seem to help much.

"Hehehe, let's merge now!"

Kill Oogie Boogie, become Pang Bindi, understand Oogie Boogie.

Perhaps it was a lack of understanding of the concept of "quality"—building stands with dim earth and iron quality, advertising wildly throughout the city, maintaining Arena order with skeletons…

"So next… a banquet?" Egg still enjoyed having a banquet with all beings in the Library.

Shadow and Egg listened, feeling that it had nothing to do with them—they were only responsible for destruction and killing, construction and operation… let Tong Shao, Tom, and Mini Mini do it.

The difficulty was only in quantity.

Once the Arena could not be rebuilt within eight months, the Library had to flee.

But the eight Sons of the Demon analyzed with all their might, but did not analyze too much extra information.

"What do you think?" Lee Read asked Shadow.

"Just like Oogie Boogie, the major pillars all want to knock the Demon King off the throne, otherwise they wouldn't be so dazzling at the banquet…"

The small flame ignited by the candlelight tended to stabilize, and there was no sign of it going out for the time being.

This time, the malice cast by the Demon King directly exploded.

But the premise was that they could escape.

【He's back…】

Malice +

They could no longer live in the cracks between the Empire and the Demon King.

"Perhaps it was because the Demon King couldn't suppress the ambitions of the major pillars that he proposed this expedition."

The Library still had no way to exist completely detached from magic power.

Because the Demon King had no strength to hold another expedition.

"Then what can we do?"

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Obviously, rather than swallowing the Brain Spirit now, it would be better to let it continue to contribute to the Demon King's City's desire for slaughter.

Lee Read fell from between the thrones back to the stone room beneath the Arena.

Shadow had just watched Lee Read being sucked in by the candlelight, and deduced where I was going.

"It seems there's something else," Pang Bing shook his head, "My term is short, I don't have any true dependents."

The debt owed to Abaddon was one thing, but the debt owed to the vault was another matter.

"Otherwise we will face Damon Kirk's debt collection and interest…" Lee Read finally understood Oogie Boogie's fear of the demon scribe.

Just in time, the body was switched back, and there was no way to use the Shadow Demon's body to easily deconstruct everything, which was quite a delay for advancement…

Becoming the Lord of the Library and the King of the Arena, we must open a small one!

"What? Want to merge?" Shadow opened his arms.

This time it was a real "leaving the city", taking the Brain Spirit and Mini Mini with them.

"But you're not a shadow," Egg fiddled with the particles, trying to separate the brain and the shadow, "Can't deconstruct?"

Especially at this moment, what he was facing was the largest demon.

Along with the candle flame extinguishing and reigniting, Shadow's heart was always hanging.

Before actively agreeing to directly become a "Quasi-Demon King level", Lee Read was more eager for advancement.

These were certainly not a problem.

Just like when he killed Buddy Bog just now.

If he directly advanced to "Quasi-Demon King" here, plus the dual authority and the Staff of Deceit, what Seven Rivers, what Archmage, what Dice of Fate…

【Went to see the Demon King?】

"You agreed to the Demon King, the Demon King is distressed!" Egg's particles moved appropriately at the Demon King's fingertips, seemingly wanting to be flicked by the Demon King himself.