"Feel it? Feel what?"
As for the basic abilities of a demon, he could use them without any obstacles.
This time going out had also familiarized him with the workflow, so next time, even if he went out alone to carry out tasks, there would be no problem at all.
Woo Manyeo felt somewhat puzzled.
Was there something he was supposed to feel?
"Loss of control."
"Loss of control?"
Woo Manyeo thought for a moment before answering, "There is a little of that. I feel somewhat irritable and I have an urgent desire to complete more transactions. Sir, is that what you mean?"
"Only a little?"
After hearing this, Astarion suddenly let out a cold snort. "Arrogance, jealousy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, lust… all the inferior desires you humans possess will be magnified several times after becoming demons. After transforming into a demon and returning to the human world, they will be amplified countless times as your time there increases. And you only have a little?"
The tone of disdain was so obvious that Woo Manyeo could sense without effort the battered goat-like superior's intense contempt for both humans and demons.
Despite his dissatisfaction, he still answered honestly, "…There is some arrogance and greed, but the others, I have not felt."
"You have not lost your sanity like that demon did?"
"No."
"You did not put on a human shell the entire time?"
"No."
Astarion looked directly at Woo Manyeo.
Woo Manyeo could feel his demonic soul being scanned, examined, and inspected by the other party.
"I permit you to remain in the human world until dawn the next time you go."
Woo Manyeo instinctively felt that this was not a good thing. But at present, he was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed at any moment with no capital to resist.
Even knowing there was risk, he still had to do it.
However, he was not in a hurry.
Since returning to hell, his previously unstable rationality had completely returned.
He had plenty of patience.
The only thing Hell was better than the human world at was that he would not be laid off after 35.
After becoming a demon, what he now had the most of was time.
Sooner or later, even an ant could bite an elephant to death.
"Sir, I saw a shelf labeled witches. Are witches' spells very powerful?"
Astarion let out a disdainful snort. "Just foolish tricks. They have no value and not worth mentioning."
Woo Manyeo: …
Fine. You are an angel. You are lofty. You are remarkable. You look down on all living beings without exception.
One day…
After Astarion left, the demons gathered in small groups.
More demons still lay lazily on the ground, not even sparing Woo Manyeo a glance.
"You. The newly transformed one. Get over here."
Woo Manyeo acted as if he had not heard anything and walked straight toward the gate of Hell.
He then sitting and leaning against the doorframe.
The large-bodied demon namer Valor suddenly appeared beside Woo Manyeo when he saw that he was not showing him any respect.
Valor, with his broad shoulders, thick waist, and a bulging white belly, mocked angrily, "Do you think you are something special? You just went to the human world and got summoned by Lord Astarion for questioning. Newcomers should act like newcomers! Go, go replace Urbane and take over his execution duty."
"If I do not want to."
Valor originally thought this weak little demon would obediently follow his arrangement and go off to work in disgrace, but he did not expect him to dare refuse.
He stood in place and raised his hand in a gesture of strangling someone. "Do you think I cannot kill you?"
Woo Manyeo who is still leaning against the stone doorframe clearly felt a wave of suffocating pressure transmitted to his soul and it was far stronger than anything a human body could experience.
A hand that was physically very far from his neck seemed to grip him tightly through the scorching air of Hell.
Facing the threat of death, Woo Manyeo showed no fear.
Instead, he calmly smiled and said word by word, "Lord Astarion assigned me a special mission. Go ahead and kill me. After killing me, see if you can survive."
Valor tightened his grip once more, trying to prove that he was not afraid, but the force in his hand eventually slowly loosened.
The methods of Lord Astarion were something all the older demons understood very well.
If they truly angered him, their fate would be far worse than death.
"You just wait! When you finish your mission and come back, it will be your death! I am only refraining from ruining the Lord's important plans!"
Valor left in frustration and as he left, he kicked several pieces of rock to vent his anger.
He had a very bad temper and all the demons in Hell knew it.
The stronger demons did not bother with him and he did not dare approach them.
As for the weaker ones, they were the unlucky ones and often being bullied by him.
Now seeing Valor suffer a setback, many demons secretly laughed in their hearts.
A dark-skinned demon with a grin that showed all his teeth approached Woo Manyeo after Valor left. "Hey, newcomer Woo Manyeo, my name is Ignis. What mission did Lord Astarion give you? Is it to find someone?"
"Find someone? Who?"
"No one, no one."
Ignis waved his hand and unwilling to go deeper into the topic. "Then what did the Lord tell you to do?"
"Lord Astarion did not allow me to say it to others."
Of course, he also did not explicitly forbid him from saying it, but there was no need to take that risk and tell this unfamiliar demon.
Woo Manyeo pointed toward Diomedes who was drunk and asleep in a corner of a pile of rocks and asked Ignis, "Is the impact of going to the human world on us demons really that serious?"
The drunk Diomedes had initially been very patient with him as a newcomer.