Crossing a river of scorching white lava, and then passing through a barren obsidian forest.

In the distance, Ronan saw a dark red castle perched atop a mountain.

The surrounding air seemed much fresher because of the castle's presence.

Although there was still a burnt smell.

Barnier, standing beside him, coughed twice, stopped, and introduced:

"The residence of Ulysses is just ahead. His name is the inventor Ulysses."

"Most of the strange and wonderful gadgets in the human world come from him."

"Like armor with strong defense, basically immune to physical and magical attacks, but if you wear it, you'll be attacked by the built-in tentacles."

"Wearing this bracelet grants your wish, but after your wish is granted, you must in return grant three wishes to the other person."

"And then there's the match for starting life anew."

He paused for two seconds, stroked his chin, and spoke with interest.

"I remember this match was his masterpiece, inspired by other worlds, capable of creating parallel universes and returning to a certain moment in the past..."

"In short, his inventions are among the best in hell; if he claims to be second, no one dares to claim to be first."

Upon hearing this, Ronan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

so smart?

Creating parallel universes... Can a magical artifact do that?

Hard to say.

Looking at the list again, it's no wonder it was marked in red. At first, Ronan thought these were disobedient targets who had to be killed.

Now it seems... it was a great stock.

“My lord,” Barnier turned his head, straightened his robes, and continued his introduction.

"Of the six Hell Dukes besides myself, he is the only one who cannot be killed."

“There are countless creatures in hell, and it would be difficult for you to manage them all by yourself. But with his invention, it would be different.”

Ronan nodded, already understanding why it was highlighted in red.

He thought for a moment, then gazed at the distant castle and said:

"So you think I can subdue him by force?"

What are his weaknesses, or vulnerabilities?

After saying that, Ronan started walking and continued in that direction.

At the same time, he pondered that the inventor's weakness is usually the lack of funding for experiments.

exactly……

"cough."

At this time.

Barnier coughed lightly, just about to answer.

Suddenly, accompanied by a loud "BOOM!", a large hole suddenly appeared on the top of the castle not far away.

A creature resembling a human flew out of the large hole, piercing through the yellow volcanic ash cloud, and rushed straight toward the two of them.

"...Wife, I will definitely come back!"

He shouted these words, drawing out the sound, leaving a trail of black flames behind him.

With a whoosh, it fell into a small mound of earth twenty meters away.

boom!

The ground shook, and Barnier swallowed his words back down.

"Ahem, that's it."

He coughed lightly, clenching his fist, and gestured with his eyes that the other party's weakness or vulnerability was neither money nor anything else.

Just my wife.

"..."

Ronan fell silent.

In his eyes, the demon's tail, which produced a black flame, was stuck in the ground, still swaying.

……

Ulysses struggled to pull himself out of the ground.

As a demon duke, his body is almost identical to that of a human, except that he has an extra tail.

So he shook his head, and his mind cleared up.

"Pah, pah."

Spitting out the dirt from his mouth, Ulysses looked up at the castle.

She thought to herself that she had only invented a machine that could lift up a skirt to absorb negative emotions.

Is it worth getting so angry?

popping.

He brushed the dust off his clothes, preparing to return and argue with his wife.

He believed that every demon's preferences deserved to be respected.

However, just as he took a step, a premonition prompted him to turn around.

Barnier's figure came into view, dressed in a tuxedo. He was taken aback at first, but then a hint of undisguised joy flashed in his eyes.

"My dearest friend!"

He took a step forward. It had been fifty years since they last met, since Barnier moved out of Hell, saying he was going to build an underground city.

But then, noticing the humans beside him, he frowned and stopped walking.

"Nemesis!"

What Olympus cared about was not Ronan's human identity, but the faint stench of divinity he sensed.

"interesting."

Ronan raised an eyebrow.

A sidelong glance.

"Barnier, are you sure he's not an evil inventor?"

"Why does the design look so weird?"

In his eyes, Ulysses was a man who looked to be in his early thirties.

His hair, pupils, and the whites of his eyes were all pure black.

Wearing a white lab coat, his hair stood on end like a hedgehog. Calling him a mad scientist wouldn't be out of place at all.

Barnier took two steps forward, his eyes fixed on Ulysses, and gently shook his head:

"Of course not, my lord, have you forgotten? He is a demon."

“It would be abnormal for demons to be exactly like humans.”

"Just like the face beneath our masks."

A hint of curiosity appeared in Ronan's eyes.

Before he could ask what was wrong with Ulysses' face, Barnier stepped forward and approached him.

Ulysses overheard their conversation, and his initial hostility vanished, replaced by deep shock.

My lord? What is Barnier saying?

As the head of the dukes, he actually...

It's a hallucination, it must be a hallucination.

He rubbed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to convince himself that he must still be in the middle of an experiment and hadn't woken up yet.

but.

"It's been a long time, Ulysses."

Barnier's nonchalant tone ruthlessly shattered his illusions.

Ulysses stood there stunned for a long time before finally accepting the fact that the world had changed.

Even a duke, who reigns supreme over all demons, has a day when he has to submit.

He lowered his head and sighed deeply.

You have fallen.

Barnier.

……

……

"Well, that's how it is. This guy is henpecked, but he always comes up with those lewd inventions, so he often gets beaten up."

"It is said that the 'life restart match' was invented by him in order to escape this tragic fate."

On the vast, boundless wilderness of hell, Barnier chuckled as he introduced the situation, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed as their identities were revealed.

Ulysses stood beside him, his face flushed, and defended himself:

"Who, who's henpecked! I just love her deeply, that's why I won't fight back. I'm the Demon Duke!"

"Yes, the devilish duke who has been married for three hundred years and has not dared to take in a single concubine."

Barnier, still half-jokingly, pointed out that even though demons are immortal, they still have basic desires.

Ulysses was furious. How dare they... how dare they say such things in front of others.

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