Chapter 12
Chapter 12: Miss Interrogator Is Quite Mysterious
While Lolth was on her way back to the Interrogation Department, Shelldor, who was much faster than her, had already arrived at the Demon Tower.
Pushing open the huge and heavy wooden door at the end of the corridor, Shelldor went straight to the tenth floor of the Demon Tower.
This was where the Demon King usually met with her trusted subordinates – the “Abyssal Hall”.
Although it was called the “Demon Tower”, it was only because the tower was incredibly tall, measuring up to a kilometer in height.
Due to its height, it looked like a tall tower, but in reality…
The area of a single floor of the Demon Tower was larger than any palace hall of any race on the main plane!
Moreover, since it was only divided into thirteen floors, the height of each floor was terrifyingly high.
Walking through the wooden doors into the Demon Tower on the tenth floor feels like entering a wide open space, with almost no ceiling in sight.
Surrounding the circular bottom of the Abyssal Hall on the tenth floor, there are many such wooden doors, but they are all tightly closed at the moment.
The floor is covered with blood-red carpet, and the lighting comes from nine huge candelabras hanging upside down on the high ceiling, each burning over ten thick candles emitting a cold white flame.
The cold white light shines on the walls, revealing oil-painting-like portraits depicting different demon races in the abyss, including the most powerful beings among them.
Muscular trolls, Barbarian Demons, lava-controlling Balrogs, elusive shadow demons, and the sky-darkening demon dragons…
Sixty-six portraits, each looking very fierce, cruel, and terrifying…
The only exception is the succubus portrait, showing a busty figure almost naked, with a pink yin tattoo on her belly and twisted Charm patterns on her face, drawn in a rich style with bright colors, resembling anime-style illustrations.
However, regardless of the artistic style, all the portraits guard one direction.
The walls there are not painted with any pictures.
But there sat a tall throne, made of expensive deep abyss black crystals, with a black, semi-transparent texture that matched its huge size reaching the domed ceiling. Even though the style of the throne was plain with no extra decorations, it still exuded endless dignity.
Shelldor knelt down in front of the empty throne, like a sugar bean falling in front of a three-tiered cake at a party.
“Demon King.”
She spoke respectfully in a low voice, her voice echoing throughout the entire Abyssal Hall.
When she looked up again, a dark blue-black suit of armor had appeared on the throne!
It appeared silently, without any spatial or magical fluctuations!
The armor was airtight, outlining a sturdy, giant figure with a matte metal texture and no gaps between the large pieces of armor.
On the helmet of the armor, there were even two huge horn-like decorations.
“Shelldor, you have arrived.”
A deep and colossal voice sounded, like the voices of tens of thousands of people mixed together, indiscernible in tone.
This is the master of the Demon King Castle and the Demon Army, the current Abyssal Demon King!
Even the most rebellious Abyssal Sovereign like Shelldor, showed great respect in front of it!
She lifted her head, still kneeling on one knee.
“Demon King, may I ask why you have summoned me back from the front line?”
The huge armor in front did not respond.
Instead, a surreal image appeared in front of Shelldor.
It showed two towering mountain ranges and a long high wall connecting the tails of the two mountains.
Shelldor paused for a moment, then quickly understood.
“Are you talking about the western front?”
“Yes, Shelldor, I am appointing you as the commander of the new Demon Army’s Third, Seventh, and Ninth Legions. Take your Second Legion and head to the western front,” the terrifying and deep voice sounded again, “Ten days from now, destroy the high walls of the western front and conquer all the resistors!”
“Yes, Demon King!”
Without hesitation, Shelldor agreed, her voice showing no emotion.
Then, she couldn’t help but mutter, “I actually got it right with Interrogator Miss!”
Although she subconsciously lowered her voice, in the Abyssal Hall with only her and the Demon King, lowering her voice was meaningless.
“Hmm? Lolth?”
The Demon King’s voice sounded again, with a hint of doubt.
“Ah, yes, I met Interrogator Miss Lolth on my way here, she told me you might be appointing me to the western front,” Shelldor didn’t hide it, and said directly, “Oh, by the way, Demon King, she also asked me to deliver a piece of information obtained from interrogating the Elf Princess…”
Speaking, Shelldor took out the parchment paper and presented it respectfully with both hands.
“As the new leader of the Western Front, you don’t need to show it to me, just make good use of this information yourself.”
Hearing the Demon King’s words, Shelldor smoothly put it away.
She folded the parchment paper stack and squeezed it into the limited space of her breastplate.
Seeing Shelldor’s action, the Demon King seemed to recall something and deliberately added one sentence.
“Remember to read it.”
Shelldor scratched her head and said somewhat nervously, “I will definitely read it, Demon King, don’t worry!”
As a member of the Demon Army, she indeed, like the other leaders, did not have the habit of “using information effectively.”
But she did belong to the more cautious faction!
Especially since the demon king reminded Shelldor, she also decided to try and take a look then.
And…
Shelldor also noticed that this interrogator seemed a bit magical.
Previously, she always felt that this reclusive and somewhat peculiar person was very mysterious, like a prophet that only humans and elves would have in legends.
Just now, she revealed the demon king’s true intentions!
The information she provided might actually have a great impact.
The most important thing is that, as an Abyssal Red Dragon, Shelldor strongly believes in the principle of “survival of the fittest.”
Although the interrogator is just a peripheral position, Lolth’s power seems to be at the “Elite Level.”
But as a legendary Abyssal Sovereign, Shelldor can sense that there is an even more terrifying aura emanating from her!
She was not going to lose to herself, in fact, she might be even stronger!
With such strength, even though the Demon King appointed her as the interrogator, Shelldor could only think of one possibility.
That is, the opponent’s ability might be similar to that of a human Pope, where she couldn’t fully utilize her strengths in direct combat.
Considering the opponent’s race is a succubus, it makes perfect sense!
A legendary succubus of a different level would surely make that Elf Princess even reveal her mother’s favorite underwear color!