Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

"As you can see, this saint is clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing. He may be a disguised primal demon? Or worse."

"But it's clear that none of you here want to fall into his hands and suffer eternal torment in hell, right?"

Of course not, absolutely not.

Which lord here didn't fight his way out of the bloodbath of the Pride Ring? They've long been accustomed to running rampant in this lawless land.

Atonement? Suffering? Torture? These are things they would never even think about, nor would they ever endure.

The sinners living in hell no longer see it as a place to be punished, but rather as their home.

"If we allow him to continue preaching and spreading his vicious little stones, the entire Pride Ring will probably fall into his hands in less than a year."

Vox's sharp fingers traced across the table as he looked at the lords, sketching a bleak vision of the future for them.

“The power of martyrs is extraordinary,” Zai Sixiu said softly.

"But for the sake of our order, it may be necessary to unite."

"Hahaha, it seems we can reach an agreement. My dear Camilla, what do you say?"

Having dealt with the oldest sinner, Vox looked at Camilla. She might not be the strongest among these lords, but as a weapons merchant of the Pride Ring, she was indispensable to the war.

Camilla glanced at Zaisi, took a deep breath, ignored Vox, and looked directly at Alastor.

"What should we offer him? How can we do this to him, the broadcasting demon?"

"Ha ha ha, Camilla, you're an arms dealer, you know what we need."

Alastor's fingers playfully circled around Vox's wires as he looked at Camilla slyly.

"You've collected a lot of weapons that can kill angels, haven't you? Those angel steels can be used not only to kill angels, but also to slaughter demons."

"We don't know what that martyr really is, but whether it's an angel, a demon, or a sinner, angel steel is a good weapon against them, isn't it?"

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"I understand." Camilla nodded slowly.

"Then we can say that we have achieved a secret and great collaboration!"

Vox interrupted Alastor before he could speak, as if he were the greatest contributor to this alliance, and pulled out a bottle of wine that he had prepared beforehand and placed it on the table.

"To celebrate our impending slaying of that hypocritical saint, let's have a drink! Alastor, you go first—Alastor?"

"He's already left~~~" Valentino tilted his head, half-mockingly.

"He said he had more important things to do with the princess."

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527. Long time no see, Lu!

The next day, the eternal night under the pentagram

Shirley and the inn staff were busy for a while. Nefertie swept the lobby clean and sprayed lemon-scented cleaning agent. The guests were also pulled out by Vicky and lined up in a row. In short, it was the kind of grand reception they would give to Tsurugi.

It was clear that most of the guests were still very nervous. After all, it was easy to lose one's composure when facing Shirley, the unpretentious princess of hell, but it was still difficult not to be nervous when facing the real king of hell.

And then Lucifer suddenly appeared.

Perhaps it was to assert his authority in front of his daughter whom he hadn't seen in a long time, or perhaps he wanted to prove that he was more 'sacred' than that mysterious figure.

Lucifer didn't go through the door; instead, he fell directly from the ceiling accompanied by a beam of light.

Golden light, a golden holy gate, and from it descended a figure that was not very tall.

He wore a pristine white tailcoat with a red and white lining and a black bow tie, and a top hat adorned with a snake and an apple.

He held an apple scepter in one hand, and his face was very similar to Shirley's, both dressed in strange clown-like attire, and he looked shorter than his daughter.

He didn't look like the King of Hell or the Lord of Fallen Angels at all; he looked more like the ringmaster of a clown circus.

But no matter what, as long as the special effects are sufficient to convey the Demon King's majesty, it's still quite easy to portray him!

Now it's time for him to display his demon king's majesty and grandeur!

But all the elaborate plans Lucifer had prepared for his grand entrance, which he had prepared beforehand, vanished the moment he saw his daughter.

"Shirley!!!"

Lucifer almost cheered as he rushed forward and hugged his daughter, who was a head taller than him.

"My dearest little apple, how many years has it been since we last saw each other? Five years? Or seven years? Why haven't you come to see your father?!"

"Hey, Dad... I'm so glad to see you." Shirley showed an embarrassed expression, like a little girl.

Welcome to Hell Inn!

With a popping sound, fireworks exploded, and Shirley introduced Lucifer to her proud career—

Actually, there aren't many people.

Only Hesker, Nevet, Vicky, Shirley, Cherry Bomb, and Angel, who had just returned, were present.

Clearly, Lucifer didn't even bother to glance at these lowly beings, but instead his eyes lit up as he touched the two young dragons that flew over.

"Raz, Daz! Look at you two, you haven't grown at all, still so tiny—have you even taken good care of my daughter? You better be!"

After petting the pet, Lucifer finally turned his attention to his daughter's career.

"Wow, this place... is quite nice." Lucifer tried his best to maintain a perfectly curved smile, but his tone was clearly very polite.

His gaze swept over the remaining people, and Xia Li immediately began to introduce them one by one.

“Daddy, this is Hesker, this is Nephthy, this is Cherry Bomb, this is…”

"Oh, you must be Vicky, right?" Lucifer nodded and moved on from the first few names, but Vicky made him pause for a moment.

"I heard you're Shirley's partner? In charge of hotel security, right? That's reassuring!" Lucifer said with a smile.

“Yes… Your Majesty,” Vicky said stiffly, feeling that Lucifer most likely recognized her.

Everyone could see that Lucifer's attitude was extremely perfunctory.

That was his original intention; his daughter had established a hotel to shelter sinners, hoping to redeem them—a lovely idea, but naive and foolish.

Lucifer did not believe that sinners could be saved, or rather, he had seen too many of them and never gave them a kind look.

"Dad, what do you think? My hotel and plans?" Shirley looked at her father expectantly.

"The hotel is nice," Lucifer commented, then looked at Shirley earnestly and said...

“But—Shirley, listen, I appreciate that you want to see the best of humanity, but I think your expectations of heaven are a bit unrealistic.”

He paused, then sighed.

"Heaven is not as carefree as you imagine, nor is it a pure and just place—although it is certainly better than here, there are many rules there, and they are very harsh on sinners."

“These people are our subjects. Dad, we have to try!” Shirley said earnestly.

“Subjects? Yes, Shirley, that’s how it is.” Lucifer sighed.

In a sense, Shirley did indeed perfectly inherit a part of him and Lilith—from Lilith, the expectation of sinners, and from Lucifer, the innate arrogance.

However, unlike Lucifer, whose arrogance had long since faded in his despair, Shirley remained a girl full of hope and anticipation for the future.

Well, it's not a bad thing to let her stay like this.

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Lucifer's gaze swept over everyone else.

He was about to start a new conversation—but his gaze lingered on Angel, who was huddled in the corner, silent.

"You~~~~" Lucifer's gaze lingered on Angel, he paused for a moment, and then showed a very surprised expression.

"Your soul is actually pure? Like a newborn baby, yet you are a sinner. How did you manage that?"

Angel remained silent, not wanting to say a word—he had been unwilling to speak ever since he returned.

There are many reasons, such as a bad environment, bad interpersonal relationships, a bad reality, and not knowing how to be honest with his friends.

He looked at Xia Li as he spoke, then hugged her tightly, his face filled with surprise and pride.

"Shirley, I'm so proud of you! You've really done something that even I, your dad, couldn't do!"

"You have truly purified the soul of an incurable sinner!!!"

"Uh, Dad? What happened to Angel?" Shirley asked, completely bewildered.

"His soul has been purified!!!" Lucifer exclaimed with great joy.

"This is simply unbelievable! For a sinner to atone for their sins in hell, it requires a very long period of repentance and suffering, or rather, a sacrifice. These conditions are extremely rare!"

He rushed over and hugged Angel, overjoyed.

"You'd only see one like this once in a thousand years, hahaha, such a pure soul!!!"

A pure soul? Who? Angel de la Stein?

The most famous porn star in the Prideful Hell? The most shameless harlot? One of the most depraved demons? Her soul... is pure?

Now everyone present, even Shirley, began to wonder if there was something wrong with Lucifer's eyes!

"Dad? What do you mean by saying Angel's soul has been purified? And there are conditions? Do you know something?" Shirley asked anxiously, grasping the key point.

"Ah, since you did it, Shirley, I'll tell you!" Lucifer hadn't planned to tell her, but seeing that his daughter had actually accomplished such a feat, he said with relief.

"There is only one condition for the souls of Hell to go to Heaven, and only I, the creator of Hell, and God's representative, know this. Even the six-winged angels do not know it."

"If a soul in hell wants to enter heaven, it can only do so by fulfilling two conditions: first, by atoning for its sins in life, and second, by making a sufficient sacrifice to earn the opportunity to go to heaven."

"Both conditions are extremely demanding. In tens of thousands of years, no one has truly met these conditions. Even if a few have occasionally met the former, there has never been anyone who has consistently met the latter."

Lucifer casually revealed the secret of the beginning.

Therefore, he did not actually believe that Angel could go to heaven—even if he atoned for his sins and purified himself, he would find it difficult to find a real opportunity to sacrifice himself.

"Haha, it's my turn, Shirley. Tell Daddy how you managed to atone for her sins?" Lucifer looked at his daughter with great interest.

“My soul wasn’t purified by Shirley.” Angel knew he couldn’t hide it any longer; he pushed Lucifer away, his face full of gloom.

“She’s a good person, and she wants me to do good deeds, but—these things cannot atone for sins, and the sins already committed cannot be offset by doing good deeds now.”

He looked at Shirley, slightly opened his mouth, and whispered...