"Mephisto, are you sure you know what you're talking about?"

In the Supreme Temple, Unlanga frowned as he watched Mephisto casually entering and leaving his temple.

"Of course, respected Supreme God Unlanga, I paid a great price to help you mediate with humans."

"As long as you don't create too much of a crisis in this courtyard, I can guarantee that the human royal power will not target you again."

"So, it's reasonable for me to charge an extra 10% for our future transactions."

"Or, you can refuse."

Mephisto, the third kingship, is a demon merchant mixed in with the human kingship sequence, and a member of the devil clan who is always chasing after Lilith.

Almost at the same time when Amos found Mu Hua and Abigail, Mephisto appeared in front of Unlanga.

Compared to Amos's mediation, Mephisto seemed to come to reassure Unlanga.

Bridges's matter is over, even if it has not been completely concluded, but as long as the Ukuru pantheon does not get involved, the high-end combat power of mankind will not cause trouble for Unlanga again.

It is hard to say whether Mephistopheles contributed anything in this matter. In short, he said that he ran around and worked hard for Unlanga, and eliminated the hostility of the human royal power towards him.

At the same time, he also asked for benefits from Unlanga, that the price of things that Unlanga bought from him would increase by 10% in the future.

"I once thought that by designating you as an exclusive merchant, you should protect us from being targeted, at least from the royal authorities." Looking coldly at the seemingly respectful Mephisto, Unlanga said.

"Of course, you have never been targeted by the royal authorities, right?" Mephisto said with a smile.

"What about those two guys outside!? If they don't have the support of the royal power behind them, would they dare to act so recklessly here?" Wu Enlanga asked.

"No, no, no, respected God..." Mephisto shook his head. Although he was very respectful to Unlanga, even Unlanga probably knew that it was just the professional quality of a devil businessman.

Anyone who truly wants to enjoy the respect of the devil merchant had better first check how much "money" he has in his pocket.

"Although they came to this courtyard because of the human monarchy, they were targeting Bridges and the Naden Group, not you," said Mephisto.

"What about now? They even massacred the blood clan's army. Are we using the hellfire here to frame them?" In the hall, Goddess Henawi rebuked dissatisfiedly.

"If you look carefully, you will find out." Mephisto bowed slightly to Henawi and took two steps away so that he could face Unlanga and the three goddesses in the hall at the same time.

Anyone who could gather in the temple of Unlanga at this time must be either a confidant or a mistress. Mephisto did not ignore the three goddesses.

"After you parted ways with Bridges, Abigail basically stopped acting independently."

"What happened afterwards should be that the boy named Mu Hua promised her some benefits and massacred the vampires, including the Flame of Gehenna here. Abigail was at most an assistant. Those were all the boy's private actions." Mephisto said.

"..." Several gods in the hall frowned and remained silent.

Speaking of which, Unlanga didn't pay much attention to Mephisto's so-called price increase. Demon merchants are profit-driven, so it's not uncommon for them to seize such opportunities.

And Mephisto’s value to Unlanga is not simply that of a demon businessman, and in these turbulent times, this increase is not unacceptable.

"You can't control him?" asked Unlanga.

"Can't control him? Haha, God, why should you care? He's just a kid who doesn't know his place. Do you think you would care about your believers? It's a loss of face to have anything to do with them, right?" Mephisto was stunned for a moment, then he sneered and shook his head.

"He is very strong and still young," Unlanga retorted.

"A young ghost god with some talent, but as you said, he is very young. The young eagle must survive the winter before it is worthy of attention."

"In the eyes of the kings, young ghosts and gods represent more trouble." Mephisto laughed.

"Then... can I kill them?" After a brief silence, Unlanga stared into Mephisto's eyes and asked.

Mephisto was stunned for a moment, waving his hands and pacing for a while, and Unlanga frowned.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk~, God, I must remind you that Abigail has her own courtyard that she has developed for many years, and the mediator sent by the Sixth Kingship is her son."

"If you want to kill her, well... well, I don't know how to carry out this transaction. You need to handle the follow-up yourself." Mephisto seemed to think about it, and finally shook his head and said. "But she attacked us!" A goddess said angrily.

"Aren't you going to stop now?" Mephisto shrugged.

"..." The goddess who was speaking was choked with anger, and the wings behind her trembled unconsciously.

"If she continues to help Mu Hua, it will be fine as long as her life is not harmed, right? What about Mu Hua?" Unlanga asked, raising his hand to stop the goddess who wanted to refute.

"The misunderstanding has been resolved. Can't it just end here? Besides, his personal combat power is quite strong." Mephisto advised, but his attitude was somewhat indifferent.

"You must be aware of the adverse effects of his blasphemous behavior, including the civil war that Bridges started among humans, which was also an insult to the majesty of God in their name," said Unlanga.

"I just want to know what troubles will arise if I kill him!" Unlanga asked Mephisto in a questioning tone.

"If I didn't kill him, does it count if he killed me in return?"

"Huh?" Unlanga frowned.

"Well, there is always some probability in everything. I'm kidding." Mephisto spread his hands.

"Mu Hua has only been around for a short time, and apart from a few followers, he doesn't have any established power. But I think you should also know that his fighting power is indeed not weak."

"I have collected some detailed information about him. If you can increase my commission by another half percent in future transactions..." Mephisto put on a mercenary smile.

"Impossible! Mephistopheles, if you continue to be greedy, we will no longer buy supplies from you unless it is necessary." Unlanga refused sternly.

"Okay, okay, for the sake of our many years of cooperation, I apologize." Mephisto bowed, and Unlanga's expression eased slightly.

"If possible, I want to keep him. Tell me, Mephistopheles, will you kings care about his life or death?" asked Unlanga.

"Do we need to care about him?" Mephisto asked back.

"Do you want the gods to attack, or send your followers?"

"I must remind you that if your proactive attack causes too many human deaths, the responsibility should not be attributed to him. If the Magic Empire asks the royal authority for assistance, I can do nothing about it." Mephisto said.

"Hmph! We can still afford the cost of repatriation to hell." Henawi snorted.

The so-called repatriation to hell means that the real body appears outside the maze area, and then consumes resources to return to hell through a special method. Hearing what Henavi said, Mephisto had a playful smile on his face.

"Okay, but I must remind you that one or two people probably can't deal with him, and you might even be in a worse situation. In fact, it would be better to use those resources to buy something more valuable from me." Mephisto said.

"Mephisto, tell me some valuable information. Our cooperation still has a long way to go." Unlanga said seriously.

“…Hmm…” Mephisto paced and muttered, as if he was thinking about the pros and cons, or as if he was summarizing his speech.

"First of all, he has the Petrifying Eye, and a lot of summoned beasts, including magic dragons, evil dragons, great demons, behemoths, lion scorpions, etc. Ilife will probably send those summoned beasts to contain him."

"Furthermore, he is proficient in space magic and has several powerful followers. While limiting his range of movement, we also need someone to disrupt space in case he calls for support from his followers in times of crisis."

"As for anything else, I think you all know it, so I don't need to say more."

"Are you sure you want to attack him?"

"If you're sure, I think I need to meet him first. It would be best if I could make him owe me some debt. I'm quite interested in his soul." Mephisto said, asking Unlanga with his eyes whether he could leave.

"You're not going to inform him?" Unlanga said coldly.

"Notify him and let him leave first? Although I think that would be good for you, but if I say yes, do you believe it? Don't worry, even if he wants to run away, I will even help you delay his departure." Mephisto said with a smile.

“…” Unlanga was silent. Indeed, that kind of behavior was not very devilish.

As Unlan nodded in agreement, Mephisto stepped out of the temple. When he stepped out of the temple porch, he was completely gone from the kingdom of God. (End of this chapter)