Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 225 "Chat" - S01E06

As if to confirm his threat, the Eastern sinner pressed his index finger against the other person's throat.

Before he could react, she grabbed Colvin by the neck and suddenly tossed him aside; in the terrifying feeling of weightlessness, the male demon initially thought she was going to throw him off the high wall—

But his back bumped directly into something hard, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan in pain.

Due to the pain and emotional breakdown, the already frail Corvin was unable to see his surroundings clearly, only noticing that he seemed to be sitting on a chair like a throne.

...But this chair inexplicably gave him a strange, perverse sense of pleasure.

Just like a mousetrap deliberately makes a mousetrap in the shape of cheese, arrogance tinged with a hint of contempt.

"How can you be so weak, a devil from hell?"

"So it's not so heartbreaking that all my efforts have just been used as a joke by others, is it?"

Perhaps because she saw that he was in such a bad state, the female demon who was walking over sighed like this.

In Corvén's blurry vision, only ■■■'s face was the brightest thing in the whole world—

Although she remained as gentle, beautiful, and composed as ever... at this moment, Colvin felt a deep fear and a chilling, terrifying coldness.

Like the witch's strange, pale, and cold clothes, just like snow.

I wasn't in a good mood today.

"...But because you helped me, I'm not so angry anymore, so... is today your lucky day?"

As the sinner from the East approached him, he squinted and spoke slowly to him.

She seemed to have a lot to say to him.

"So, let's have one last chat?" As she said this, there was a faint hint of excitement in her usually emotionless voice.

"Hey, listen, I don't have that kind of time... well, you know?"

"Come on! I mean, look! This is hell!"

"What I mean is you can start crying now... well, it doesn't really matter anyway."

The sinner from the East sat somewhat nervously on the armrest of the throne beside him, asking and answering himself, as if he were someone who had been suppressing his feelings for a long time.

"There are just too many idiots in hell, okay?"

"If I killed everyone who offended me, then the entire hell would have been wiped out by me by now!"

“I mean, I could indeed wipe out the entire hell, whether it be sinner lords, nobles or ring lords… but what then?”

"Want to play rock-paper-scissors in the empty hell with the King of Hell and the demons of my dwelling?"

Seemingly oblivious to his own words, he said this while shrugging and rolling his eyes.

"Besides, I don't really want to disappoint the Princess of Hell. As someone born with the blessing of war, killing is just a thankless and boring game for me before the number of people reaches tens of thousands... It's meaningless!"

"Life should have some fun, after all, interesting things are one less to be had once they're gone—"

At this point, the dragon girl seemed to be taking a break and listlessly lowered her head to look at her sharp claws covered with black scales, while her long tail swung haphazardly in the air.

"Uh, who am I explaining this to?"

"That's incredibly stupid..."

She turned her back to Colvin, seemingly unconcerned, and muttered this in a nonchalant tone.

"What I mean is, oh, the joy of killing so many sinners so legitimately, after so long, seems to have made my logic a little flawed."

"Please forgive me..."

"But that doesn't stop me from complaining and chatting with you, does it?"

She turned her head and deliberately glanced at the male demon behind her who couldn't do anything, her tone unusually questioning.

"Does your mother complain to you after get off work about the jerks she encountered outside? Does she? No?... Oh, okay."

Because his vocal cords were damaged, Colvin had no chance to answer: "..."

“I think it’s stupid to always show my emotions. Besides, I can’t get angry at stupid people because it makes me look cheap.”

"And the number of sinners I killed last year is already enough. They can't be resurrected or reincarnated. Do you understand what I mean? This is a blood feud—but never mind, I don't think you would understand."

As he said this, he casually gestured a couple of times in the air with his other hand, as if he had been infected by the broadcasting demon.

"The important thing is that I am now a working person, I have people to take care of, and I have my own life."

"I'm not the kind of demon who struts around the streets all day and then slaughters the entire street when someone angers me."

She leaned back in her chair, completely unconcerned, and languidly half-reclined against Colvin, her tone rambling.

“You people always seem to think that killing is evil... but in reality, there aren’t enough demons in all of hell for me to kill.”

"Even if I slaughtered every single creature in the entire hell, I could only forge a decent-quality Demon Banner, right?"

"Because the souls of some creatures in Hell are not as complex as human souls, I can't even make a decent Human Emperor Banner...! Besides, I don't want to waste time fighting the Ring Lord."

■■■Completely unaware of the seriousness of what she had just said, she merely waved her hand impatiently to the side.

After doing so, the Eastern sinner, unaware that he seemed to be increasingly resembling the broadcasting demon, put his arm around Colvin's shoulder, and with a wicked grin, leaned close to the other's ear and whispered:

"But hey, the princess of hell treats me like her own son, the fearsome broadcasting demon works for me, and the remarkable being behind you even presents you, this self-proclaimed 'sinful lord,' as a little gift to me..."

"Ah... haha, please forgive me, I'm not the kind of person who particularly likes to take the initiative."

She said this in a light and cheerful voice.

"But my life is now good enough that I would have pity on anyone who tries to provoke me."

“I’ve actually been looking for a role that I can make an example of, rather than relying on quantity to earn respect from others. I want to achieve something once and for all… but I haven’t found the right one yet.”

"Killing an unknown nobody won't achieve the effect I want, but directly killing a sinful lord could easily trigger a chain reaction that's difficult to handle..."

The female demon's calm and cold voice drifted away from Colvin's ears.

She looked relaxed and happy. She lifted the male demon's chin with her cold black claws, and her golden eyes had somehow curved into two new moons.

“But now, congratulate me,” she announced cheerfully. “Perhaps I should still thank your master for the gift, my dear.”

"Perhaps I owe 'that person' a favor? Hmph..."

A hint of disdain and arrogance flashed in the Dragon Girl's golden, scimitar-like eyes.

"You are the lamb I fattened with my own hands."

“I couldn’t bear to kill you before, and you weren’t plump enough.”

"...However, the time for fun is over."

"All the things I did were just to play along with those who wanted to test me."

After saying this, ■■■ let out a smug hum, as if deliberately being defiant.

"I have to say, this is really interesting..."

"do you think so?"