The Entirety Of Hell Knows That Satan Has A Lover - Chapter 3

 

After being dazzled by numerous choices and challenged by demons, Beelzebub reluctantly went to find Lucifer to learn what type of beauty the king preferred.

He needed to know which type!

When Lucifer learned of his purpose, he asked with interest, "What kind of beauty do I like?"

Having never encountered someone he likes before, Lucifer thought carefully for once and slowly said, "I like a fair-skinned, golden-haired virgin who is not easily subdued and has decent strength."

Beelzebub looked hopeless, as fallen angels did not have golden hair, and it was rare for demons to have it either. Moreover, it was difficult to find someone who was beautiful, a virgin, and strong.

Did he have to capture an angel to bring them over?

If he had known that His Majesty liked golden-haired angels, he would not have fallen from heaven. Being a spy in Heaven would have been good enough.

With a broken heart, Beelzebub left the palace and went to find Samael. The rational Samael looked at his terrible complexion and said calmly, "Does the description of fair skin, golden hair, strength, and pride only make you think of angels?"

Beelzebub said dejectedly, "If not angels, then what? It can't be elves."

Samael bent his finger and tapped his head, saying sympathetically, "You fool, it's His Highness Lucifer! His Majesty subconsciously likes someone like him from his past."

Beelzebub's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

This was even harder than randomly capturing a golden-haired angel!

"An impossible task," Samael concluded, watching Beelzebub leave in a daze.

Taking shortcuts is a common problem among demons, and Beelzebub, as a fallen angel, was no exception. When he saw a demon with dyed golden hair passing by, he suddenly had an idea. If he couldn't find a suitable candidate, he could use hair dye to create golden hair! There are many demons with a proud personality, and many have fair skin!

After roughly listing the conditions, Beelzebub went to the inside of the Gates of Hell to post a notice.

The Gates of Hell were stunned.

Looking at what was written on it, "Golden hair, fair skin? Holy temperament, proud personality?"

After countless years of silence, the Gates of Hell finally couldn't help but speak up, "Lord Beelzebub, are you trying to find yourself a spouse?"

Is it a former archangel who meets the above conditions?

Beelzebub had a serious face, "I am screening candidates for His Majesty's harem. Any demon who meets these standards can come to the ninth level of hell to sign up with me."

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It didn't take long for a hair-dyeing craze to sweep through hell. Previously, demons or fallen angels with black hair were everywhere, but now there were all kinds of colors, especially golden, which were so bright that demons who had just returned to hell almost thought there was an angel invasion.

A demon looked warily at the "angel" in front of him, then realized it was fake and weakly asked, "What are you doing, pretending to be an angel?"

The "angel" took out a mirror and took a narcissistic look. "I'm practicing in advance so that I can pass Lord Beelzebub's assessment."

The demon remained silent.

As expected, there are many idiots in hell since ancient times. They never fail to live up to their reputation.

A demon with the gift of telepathy passed by him and disdainfully said, "Have you not read the notice on the Gates of Hell?"

The newly arrived demon promptly turned back to read the notice.

Then he was stunned.

A very large number of demons were gathered around the notice, including many curious fallen angels. There seemed to be no problem from the outside, but looking at the Gates from the inside, it was densely packed with demons.

The congestion at the entrance lasted for several days. After the conditions for the harem were spread, fewer demons came to see the notice.

At night, the blood moon covered the first layer of the underworld.

Groups of three to five demons occasionally pointed and discussed the notice. Some busybodies speculated about the candidates for hell. "Lord Cain should have no problem if he changes his silver hair to gold. Lord Beelzebub seems not holy enough, a bit demonic. His Majesty probably won't like him..."

His words made the demons around him burst into laughter. "This is the first time I've heard that Lord Beelzebub is a coquettish type. If the Lord finds out, he'll definitely kill you."

The king-level demon who first commented shut his mouth.

On the other side of the Gates of Hell, a slender white figure appeared, silently and without any power fluctuations.

As the angelic style of dress had become popular in hell recently, the color of the figure did not cause much surprise, and the Gates of Hell did not pay attention to him.

The demons blocking the notice were still chattering and laughing. Many low-level demons could not even get close to the edge of high-level demons in their lifetime. However, discussing the existence at the top of the pyramid gave them a feeling of touching the upper class.

Just as they were enjoying themselves, they suddenly heard a cold murmur in their ears, "Harem requirements?"

The speaker clearly did not understand the situation in Hell.

A demon with two horns said, "It's probably just Satan's whim to try something new." As he spoke, he showed the typical lecherous smile of a male demon and lowered his voice, "After all, His Majesty has been celibate for so many years. He should have a lover to warm his bed, tsk tsk."

The horned demon turned his head and was suddenly stunned by the divine style of dress. "I see you're quite prepared, although your silver hair is not quite qualified, but your face..."

The rude voice choked, and the horned demon's pupils dilated, his mind blank.

He couldn't see the other person's face.

But he saw an unprecedented pair of golden pupils.

This one look almost froze his soul, as if exposing all his darkness to the light.

And the other person seemed to be saying, "How filthy."

While the horned demon was stunned, the white-clothed man who had just read the notice had already left. His companion nudged his arm. "What are you staring at? Keep talking."

The horned demon stiffly said, "Didn't you see the demon just now?"

The equally low-level demon impatiently said, "Isn't it just an ordinary demon? What's so surprising about it?"

They were proud of their memory, but they couldn't remember anything about that demon.

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Meanwhile, Lucifer in the ninth layer of Hell opened his eyes. He sat up in bed with his black hair scattered on his shoulders, his eyes gathering strength as he looked towards the first layer of the underworld that gave him a bad feeling. After checking and finding nothing, Lucifer asked the dozing Gates of Hell, "Did anyone enter or leave Hell just now?"

The Gates thought for a moment. "Not many, just ordinary demons. But one of them was wearing white clothes, and the fabric looked pretty good. He probably spent a lot of money on it."

Lucifer pondered for a moment. "Do you remember what he looked like?"

The Gates' voice trailed off.

They didn't remember.

Not only his appearance, but also his voice, breath, and everything related to him were erased from their memory.

It only remembered 'white.'

Lucifer, seeing that the Gates couldn't answer, looked displeased. "Useless, you don't even know when an archangel enters Hell." Although he didn't feel the breath of an old acquaintance, anyone who could shield themselves from the Gates and enter Hell with such pomp and circumstance must be an archangel.

The Gates of Hell's surface turned red with shame like a rock.

"Your Majesty, I remember something!"

"What is it?"

"He went to the mortal world!"

Excitedly, the Gates spoke out their last remembered clue as if taking credit.

Lucifer was surprised, the mortal world?

Why would an angel not immediately return to heaven to report and instead go to the mortal world? Could it be a newly born angel? It was said that after the Holy War defeat, signs of a new archangel appeared in the heavenly reincarnation pool, and even their title was decided in advance - the Angel of Charm.

How many angels in this world can be called "charming"?

Intelligence from Heaven's spies piqued the interest of the Demon King. To have the courage to come to Hell immediately after birth was truly impressive.

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During the day, after a difficult screening process, Beelzebub submitted the list of bed partners. The Seven Deadly Sins who came to join in the fun found that Satan was somewhat lax, and his attitude towards flipping through the list was also casual, without the enthusiasm he had for finding a lover in the past.

Regardless of their facial expressions, they were secretly happy.

Good, he's not interested!

Then a low laugh that made their ears numb interrupted their thoughts, "What kind of lover are you looking for? If you keep looking like this, go catch some angels."

Lucifer glanced over the few demons who looked like angels and lost interest, so he threw the list to Beelzebub. "Don't trouble yourself, expand the scope to fallen angels. You don't need to pick those types of angels that make me nauseous."

Beelzebub gritted his teeth and looked at Samael. "Didn't His Majesty say he likes angels?"

Samael replied calmly, "How would I know you would make such a big deal out of it and create so many 'angels'."

It turns out that the ideal type does not necessarily match real-life choices.

Asmodeus played with his newly dyed golden hair, gazing dreamily at Lucifer's face. His Highness was his ideal type, but His Majesty was his dream lover.

He accidentally blurted out, "Your Majesty, can I sign up?"

He immediately received a glare from Beelzebub.

Lucifer seemed indifferent, but he set a condition and said, "Are you a virgin? Fallen angels who are not virgins are not allowed to sign up."

Asmodeus was disappointed.

With his burden as the Sin of Lust, how could he be abstinent? He had lost his virginity a long time ago.

Ignoring Beelzebub's hopeful gaze as usual, Lucifer stood up, elegantly shook his sleeves, and his black floor-length robe outlined his tall figure. It was the top craftsmanship of Hell that made the dark color look luxurious. "I am tired of these demons in Hell. I will go to the mortal world for a while. Come find me if you need me."

When the other fallen angels remained silent, Samael asked bluntly, "Did Your Majesty find something interesting?"

Lucifer took a step forward and disappeared into thin air.

"Yes. A beauty." 

The voice floating in the palace was inexplicably teasing and dangerous.

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If what he found did not satisfy him, he would destroy the archangel who made him feel "interested".

The place where the archangel was conceived was a small sanctuary where Lucifer had once fervently prayed. It was there that the Holy Grail, filled with the water of faith, was held by him and placed in the small sanctuary of the eighth eternal star. There had never been a precedent for the conception of an archangel in the small sanctuary. If he hasn't miscalculated, the newly born archangel would be greatly connected to him.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence.

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Author's note: 

Small skit:

If Lucifer picked up a copy of "Return to Paradise" and suddenly had a change of heart. (Note: This is another book written by the author) 

#Turns out my true love is Lucifer!#

#I've lost all sense of morality!#

#And I have to die to see Lucifer?!#

"Why does God punish me for the balance of light and darkness?" Lucifer suddenly became deeply interested in the future and no longer focused his gaze on God.

Heaven, the Crystal Sky. 

God: "What's wrong with Lucifer again..."

-"108 Ways Satan Can Commit Suicide."-

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