The Absolute Godspeed of Infinite Worlds

Chapter 575 - 575

Ever since losing the Demon King's throne, his ancestor had been relentlessly urging him in his dreams every night. He would claim daily that he was working on a solution, and indeed, he had been constantly causing trouble—just never successfully. As a result, he was often berated mercilessly by his ancestor, to the point where even his powers were gradually being taken back.Now, things had taken a turn—his ancestor had personally stepped in, yet still failed to reclaim the Demon King's throne. Surely, this time, it couldn't be blamed on him anymore, right?

"It's not over yet!"

The Shapeshifter Demon gnashed his teeth. "This incident is nothing more than the beginning at best. There will be plenty of opportunities later!"

The former Demon King shook his head.

Whatever. I'm done trying. Do as you please.

"Um, you two...?"

Just then, an obsequious voice sounded from the side.

A portly middle-aged man entered the basement, dressed in luxurious clothing, his fingers adorned with gold and silver rings. His entire demeanor exuded wealth and greasy opulence.

Rubbing his hands together, he approached the two demons, his back slightly hunched as if he couldn't straighten it, his face plastered with an ingratiating smile.

"Gentlemen, I've already cooperated with you as agreed to carry out this plan. I even sacrificed a divine artifact for it and nearly exposed myself to the royal family..."

"Get to the point!"

The Shapeshifter Demon snapped impatiently.

"Y-yes, of course! I don't dare ask for anything in return, but... surely the two of you won't do anything to me, right?"

He looked at them nervously, his expression full of fear, like a servant begging for mercy—his posture as lowly as a beggar's.

"Don't worry, Lord Aldap. We demons aren't the type to turn on our allies."

The former Demon King smiled reassuringly, his expression utterly serene.

"Even if you begged for death, I wouldn't grant it!"

The Shapeshifter Demon snorted coldly.

"That's a relief, that's a relief!"

Aldap immediately let out a sigh, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his face filled with the look of someone narrowly escaping disaster.

"Oh, Aldap—call out your demon!"

The Shapeshifter Demon suddenly changed his tone, softening his voice.

"Ah? Y-yes, right away!"

Aldap was momentarily stunned, unsure what this high-ranking demon was thinking, but he quickly regained his composure and nodded repeatedly.

"Did you hear that, Max?! You useless waste! These two great ones are summoning you—where's your common sense?! Hurry up and crawl out here!"

The moment he turned around, his demeanor shifted to arrogance, his tone turning sharp as he barked orders into the empty air.

Too busy carrying out the command, Aldap clearly didn't notice the silent, mocking glances exchanged between the two demons behind him.

"I'm here, dear Aldap."

Under Aldap's merciless scolding, a figure materialized from mist into solid form before him.

It was a handsome young man, his appearance indistinguishable from a human's, with no trace of demonic features. Yet, for some reason, his expression was utterly vacant, like a simpleton.

"Gentlemen, I've summoned him as requested. Whatever you need, just give the order!"

Turning back, Aldap once again wore a fawning smile.

"Aldap, have your demon curse someone for me."

However, the Phantom did not give direct orders to the demon Max, but instead had Aldap relay them.

"Have this low-tier demon do it?"

Aldap froze for a moment.

"Just do as you're told."

The Phantom offered no explanation, simply issuing commands.

"A curse is possible, but it requires a price."

The young demon Max nodded earnestly, then looked expectantly at Aldap.

It was clear he wanted Aldap to pay the price for commanding a demon.

"I already paid the price, you idiot!"

But Aldap kicked out, shouting insults as he sent Max sprawling to the ground.

"Did you? I don't remember that."

Max seemed unbothered, standing up from the ground with a puzzled expression.

"That's right, I paid long ago! Your memory's terrible, like a halfwit, so just listen to me!"

"I understand! If dear Aldap says so, then it must be true!"

Max readily agreed.

"To cast a curse, we need the target's name or other information. The more accurate, the better."

"Hey."

The Phantom glanced at the old Demon King.

With a resigned shrug, the old Demon King stepped forward.

"We have very little information. There are even three possible names, so let's try them one by one. First is Kurogane Ikki."

"...No good. That's a fake name—no such person exists."

Max paused for a moment before shaking his head.

"What about Emiya Shirou?"

"Still no."

"Then Nangou Ryou."

Max paused again, then shook his head once more.

"Still not working?"

"It's close, but not enough. I can barely touch the edges."

They only had one name to go on.

And it was a fake one.

With such limited information, the accuracy of the curse would be abysmal.

"Also, his strength is likely on par with mine."

Max explained seriously, "Forget killing him—I might not even be able to interfere with him."

"Tch, a low-tier demon like you has the nerve to say that!"

Aldap's disdain was blatant.

But the old Demon King and the Phantom exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement.

"As expected, it won't work."

"Then forget it."

After a brief discussion, they quickly decided to give up.

It had only been an attempt anyway—they hadn't expected success from the start.

"Useless thing! Can't even manage a simple curse! What good are you?!"

Aldap proceeded to kick and punch Max again.

"Did you at least erase my name from the Body-Swap Necklace incident like I told you?"

"No problem. Everyone involved in the Body-Swap Necklace has forgotten your name. Even records of it are gone—I've already warped reality."

Max remained unbothered by the abuse, still smiling despite being covered in dust and dirt.

"Hmph! Not the brightest, but at least you're decent at cleanup!"

Aldap finally nodded in satisfaction.

Behind him—

"Truly pitiful."

The old Demon King watched Aldap with undisguised schadenfreude.

"Deceiving a demon only makes the price compound like interest!"

The Phantom's tone was full of pity.

"Not to mention, the one he is currently commanding is none other than Lord Maxwell, one of the Seven Demon Dukes of Hell who distorts reality."

The two conversed in hushed tones, ensuring Aldap couldn't hear.

"I'll report this curse matter to Lord Yasuke."

The doppelganger's body gradually dissolved, merging into the shadows as it disappeared into the darkness.

"Yasaka Kyoichi, continue searching for that man's weaknesses. As Lord Yasuke's direct descendant, I trust you won't disappoint him."

The room soon returned to silence.

Need to wake up early tomorrow, so only two updates today.