Devil’s Music

Chapter 368: The Power of Music

On the Brooklyn Bridge.

Two men stood looking down at the bustling traffic below. Pyemon, a blond youth in a suit, asked Gamagin, who was consistently dressed in a black suit and sunglasses, a question.

"Is it okay? Humans who are meant to die might not die. Is it okay to disturb the order?"

Hidden behind sunglasses, Gamagin’s expression was unreadable as he casually put his hands in his pants pockets and replied.

"It's not that the humans who should die are not dying; their time is just delayed a bit. The song created by the child doesn't cure physical ailments. It merely clears their minds, helps them forget bad memories, and brings up happy ones."

Pyemon pondered for a moment and then pursed his lips.

"The reapers waiting to take souls are getting anxious. Few people are currently researching it, but it's going to spread soon because humans who should die by a certain date aren't dying, and both Heaven and Hell are keeping an eye on this."

"It's okay, they are not immortal. It's just living a couple of months more, and it's not really disturbing the order, so they'll adapt soon enough. And if it were a problem at the level of disturbing the order, Michael would not have allowed it in the first place."

"Hmm... I see."

Pyemon chuckled and said,

"He’s panicking, haha."

Gamagin turned his head towards Pyemon.

"Because Heaven is not moving?"

"Yes, neither Heaven nor Hell is moving, so it must be frustrating when a human crosses the limit, but neither side is doing anything."

"Keep watching. If there's any movement, let me know immediately."

"Yes, sir."

Hell.

The eerie castle, drenched in purple, resembled the shape of a bat from the outside. The ornate reception room visible through the bat's eye-like windows was filled with antique purple sofas where Gushion sat slamming his hand on the table.

Bang!!

"What on earth is happening!"

The servants lined up flinched at Gushion's rage. Sweating, they watched their master's face helplessly, shivering without making any other movement. As Gushion stood up abruptly from the bat's eyes, he decided he needed to see Baal.

Gushion's body disappeared in a puff of purple smoke, arriving instantly at Baal's realm. The three-headed lions guarding the river made of blood growled at him.

Gushion glared at them, and his eyes flared with purple fire.

Screech, screech!!!

The lion-like creatures cowered and ran to the corner as Gushion clicked his tongue.

"Where do these pathetic beings show their teeth? If they weren't under Baal's command, I would have annihilated them."

Gushion waited by the riverbank for a moment, and soon a skeletal ferryman rowed a boat out of the fog. Gushion flicked an unidentifiable coin to the ferryman as the boat docked at the riverbank.

Having boarded, Gushion crossed the blood river engulfed in fog into Baal's realm. The distant view of Baal's castle differed from the other demons' castles.

Baal's castle, revered as a god of abundance in ancient Egyptian times, was built in a distinctive Egyptian style with elaborate sculptures decorating its exterior walls and plentiful food scattered all around.

Elephant-like beasts and desert fox-like creatures roamed freely, and Baal's servants lounged around eating.

"This place never feels quite right. How can this be a demon's castle?"

Gushion grumbled as he walked up to the castle entrance, where a pale-faced chief servant with a robust upper body approached him.

The servant bowed slightly as he silently opened the massive castle doors, revealing the gold-laden interior.

From the walls to the furniture, everything was made of gold. In the center of this grand space, a middle-aged man, baring his upper body and wearing golden armor on his lower half, lifted his head. The black man with short hair spoke as he adjusted his hair.

"Gushion? What brings you here all of a sudden?"

Gushion walked towards the center and knelt down, paying his respects.

"O harbinger of demons, I have come to see Baal."

Baal waved his hand as he lay against a woman's white thigh.

"That's enough. What brings you?"

Gushion dared not look directly at him and bowed his head as he spoke.

"There is a human who has surpassed their limits, it seems you are unaware, so I have come."

Baal frowned, and seeing his expression, the women quickly moved away, and Baal's normally abundant castle instantly felt as cold as ice.

Baal's demeanor changed, and Gushion felt the golden floor begin to freeze.

"You come because you think I don't know? Do you think I'm unaware of what you know?

Are you disrespecting me, Gushion?"

Gushion was shocked and pressed his forehead to the floor.

"No, that's not it!!"

"Get out."

"Excuse me?"

"I said, get out."

"Ah... Yes, understood."

Gushion, unable to face Baal directly, backed away from the castle while Baal watched him till the end. Baal's expression relaxed, and he gestured to the frightened women standing nearby.

"Come here."

The women crowded around Baal, fanning him and feeding him, and Baal's content expression returned.

As he placed a grape in his mouth and savored the bursting juice, Baal raised his hand, and a muscular servant hurried over and knelt down. After looking down at him for a moment, Baal spoke.

"Tell Gamagin that Gushion has visited, so he must keep his promise."

The servant bowed deeply, touching his forehead to the floor, then disappeared as Baal fondled a woman's thigh and murmured softly.

"Half of Gamagin's power. That's enough to turn a blind eye."

Meanwhile, Gushion, still trembling, searched his pockets and handed another coin to the skeletal ferryman as he boarded the boat launched on the riverbank.

"Something's going on, Baal would not have just let it be. Are Agares and the others the same? Damn, I don't know what's going on."

Having reached the other side of the river, Gushion instantly turned into purple smoke and disappeared, not wanting to stay in Baal's realm for even a second longer.

Soon after, Gushion appeared in his own castle's reception room and sat down, staring at the dark sky of Hell.

"It's possible to prevent their ceremonies with deals among high-ranking demons like Gamagin. But why isn't Heaven moving? Unless Michael has lost his mind, he wouldn't overlook such a situation."

Muttering to himself, Gushion stared at the sky, a cloud-filled space bridging the underworld of Hell with the human world and reaching endlessly into the sky and cosmos. Caliel, sitting on a cloud above, flipped his long blond hair back and laughed.

"Ho-ho, Gushion must be confused."

Next to Caliel, a beautiful young girl looked puzzled.

"Can you see Hell, Lord Caliel?"

Caliel glanced at her and smiled.

"Ho-ho, not clearly, just vaguely. You'll be able to see it soon, Nanael."

Nanael, the dream angel, pouted and crossed her arms.

"I don't know when I'll gain such power, but even if I do, I wouldn't want to look at Hell."

"Ha-ha, it's not a pleasant place."

A worried look crossed Nanael's face.

"Um, Lord Caliel. All angels are just watching the child by Michael's command, but is this really okay?"

Caliel whistled and looked at Nanael.

"Oh, are you doubting Lord Michael? Our Nanael has grown up, hasn't she?"

Nanael flustered, waved her hands.

"No!! That's not what I meant! I'm just worried."

"Ha-ha, it's just a joke, don't be so flustered."

Caliel's words made Nanael feel the sweat on her back as she teased her for a moment before looking down at the clouds again.

"Michael will handle it, Uriel and Remiel are also down there. Don't worry. If you're really concerned, you can go down too."

Nanael thought of Gamagin and Pyemon, who were trying to break the barrier in Jamaica, and shivered.

"I, I don't want to! I might handle Amdusias, but Gamagin and Pyemon are truly terrifying!"

"Ha-ha, then just keep watching."

The two angels looked down at the clouds above Downtown New York Hospital in the early afternoon.

As summer began, the hot sunlight illuminated the area where Geon was walking alone, spotting Nurse Mijin sitting on a bench.

It had been a while since he saw Mijin, who was still not smiling but was now able to have brief conversations with the nurse.

Geon hesitated, wondering if it was okay to approach, when Lisa quietly approached him from afar and spoke.

"I've heard about your situation with Miss Mijin."

Startled by her sudden approach, Geon turned around and said,

"Ah! Hello, Lisa."

"Hello, Kay. I'm so happy to see you so often these days. It's also joyful to see the sick improving thanks to you."

"Ha-ha, all I did was make music; the credit goes to the medical staff who directly help the sick."

Lisa smiled at Geon's modesty then glanced at Mijin sitting in the distance.

"Go talk to her."

Ge

on looked hesitant and asked,

"Is that okay?"

"It might be difficult to have a deep conversation, but she's capable of simple communication."

"Really?"

"Yes, she even greeted me first this morning."

"Oh... I see."

Lisa pushed Geon's back, urging him,

"Come on, you've been waiting for a long time. Go and at least say hello, go on."

As Lisa pushed him forward, Geon approached Mijin, and the nurse who was sitting next to her stood up behind Mijin.

Sitting on the bench, Mijin lifted her head and met Geon's eyes. After a moment of looking at her, Geon awkwardly said,

"Hello, Miss Mijin."

Mijin's expression was impassive as she examined Geon's face. After staring intently at his face for a while, a barely noticeable smile spread across Mijin's face.

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