Chapter 4: Let The World Feel Pain!
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The Demon King is Too Unfathomable! Chapter 4: Let The World Feel Pain!

In a church located in the Demon Capital West District’s Ferocious Ghost Street, a shadow priest wearing black garbs and a man dressed in fineries sat together on a long bench in the chapel.

Worshipers entering and leaving the chapel couldn’t help but glance at the man dressed in fineries. His face, which looked like it had been meticulously sculpted, stood out too much.

Only vampires and succubuses would have such looks in hell.

Considering how the shadow priest despised succubuses, it was not hard to deduce the man’s identity.

“How has he been?”

“So-so… How well can an ‘orphan’ fare? Esteemed Mister Lockser, I’m sure you can imagine it. That’s where demon kings are nurtured.”

“I know it’s strict there—”

“It’s not just that. Most students there are high demons from eminent clans, like you. A ‘pureblooded’ human like him has to tread carefully to avoid becoming the prey of other demons while attending classes.”

Faced with the shadow priest’s criticism, Lockser Clint looked a little uncomfortable. He reflexively tried to find excuses for his irresponsibility.

“I… didn’t think that he would walk this path. It would have been better if he became a clergyman serving His Majesty Demon God like Tiffany…”

Lockser sensed a murderous gaze and shuddered. He instinctively cut his words short.

He struggled to keep his head up before this shadow priest despite being an an eminent vampire duke. It had nothing to do with his strength or standing, but that this old shadow priest was the foster father of his deceased lover.

In other words, his father-in-law.

When his lover was dying of an ailment that couldn’t be treated by magic, he thick-skinnedly pleaded with his father-in-law to take in the crystallization of him and his lover—Roan.

Having an illegitimate child wasn’t honorable in hell either, especially one with a clergyman.

But he had no choice either.

Being born in an eminent clan like the Clints came with great responsibility. His hands were often tied, even when it came to his personal affairs.

The clan patriarch and elder

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