GBP Chapter 296 "The Radio Demon" - S01E08
Chapter 296 "The Radio Demon" - S01E08
"I'm giving you this scale for no other reason than this." You look at the sinner lord in front of you, whose expression is now genuinely turning to surprise, and say with a serious expression, "I've already heard about the battle arrangements from Vicky."
“Logically speaking, Adam should have been faced by me or Shirley, but Shirley is not good at fighting, and Adam has a strong advantage over me... So it seems that you, the sinner lord, are the most suitable to deal with the leader of the exorcising angels.”
"But we must all understand one thing... Adam was the first male in Europe and America, and the leader of the exorcising angels."
"No matter how much of a scoundrel or frivolous he may seem, he has still commanded countless battles and carried out countless killings. In addition, he must also have the exorcising abilities of an angel."
“It’s not that I don’t trust your fighting ability. In fact, I would do the same no matter who it is, even if the Ring Lord were to deal with Adam.”
“I made a promise with Shirley that I would guarantee the safety of every demon in the inn.”
"Because of you, because you didn't leave the inn due to the broadcast demon, and you've already agreed to deal with the most dangerous character tomorrow, so... it's only natural that I give you this scale."
"Because this is part of my soul contract with Shirley."
"I must do everything in my power to protect every demon in the inn, no matter who that demon is or what grudges they may have against me."
"...Even if that demon is you."
"The Broadcast Demon."
"You have no choice in this matter. You must accept this scale. It is our duty and our responsibility to each other."
……
In Alastor's memory, ■■■'s expression had never seemed so serious before.
The announcer maintained his original posture and expression, without making any statement.
He seemed to be assessing something, or thinking about something, or... just spacing out?
Alastor felt he could hardly describe how he felt at that moment.
Should he be happy?
Looking at the significant black scale in the dragon girl's hand, the demon's smile twitched unnaturally.
The dragon girl's words did not actually make him feel valued; he only felt as if he was being swept away by a sense of annoyance.
But should he be unhappy?
This isn't what he's always wanted... the best tool to prove his position?
But Alastor felt that things shouldn't be this way at all.
like-
'He needs this.'
'But certainly not in this way.'
...He has been in hell for far too long.
As a sinner lord who rose to his current position through cruel means, Alastor has seen far too many devils.
Foolish, ambitious, clever, all show and no substance, cunning...
But he had to admit that he had seen so many souls in this paradise of sinners.
Some people become cunning or cowardly in order to survive, while others overestimate their abilities and challenge him, only to be added to his "collection".
He made countless arrogant devils bow down at his feet.
Seven years have passed, and most of the demons in the Pride Ring still fear him; some of them may worship him or be infatuated with him, but very few of them can speak or chat with him.
The most intelligent souls are always lonely.
Sometimes it was because of his eccentricity, and sometimes it was because of his spontaneous detachment, because he looked down on everyone, all souls were fools to him, and no one was special except himself.
The broadcast demon would never deny that, in his eyes, he mostly looked down on anyone, whether they were weaker than him, equal to him, or stronger than him.
Aside from mortal demons who have no effect on him, those weaker than him cannot see what he can see; and those equal to him are either rivals or utterly boring.
As for the powerful...
Alastor neither liked nor disliked demons stronger than himself.
Because demons more powerful than him usually possess the most resources, and often suffer greatly for looking down on him—
Although he often took the initiative seven years ago, his channel was never short of arrogant fools.
……
However, perhaps he thinks so much just because he wants to convince himself that ■■■ isn't that important.
It's never a good thing when someone invades your life.
In the past, broadcast demons could often decide a demon's life or death in their minds within seconds, no matter how powerful the opponent was.
He can simply kill those weaker than him, and he can either avoid contact with those stronger than him or eliminate them later...
But after being treated so rudely, after so long—
He still couldn't bring himself to make a judgment on someone other than himself.
Just as he had always thought.
How long will it take him to find another "devil" like ■■■?
Alastor had been thinking about this question, as if he were searching for a way out or an escape route for himself.
But how exactly can he find another guy like that?
Without those complicated, ridiculous, and troublesome love-hate entanglements, their relationship was so "pure" that he didn't know how to define it.
Such impeccable politeness, because he had spoken, so she fulfilled her duty, pushing the food cart to serve him food, soothing his stomach, which had not enjoyed such comforts for a century.
She was neither afraid nor flirtatious; she was simply quiet and pleasing, like a beautiful plaster statue.
Alastor couldn't feel the so-called boring feelings that could arise between two close people.
When this thing is on someone else, it always puts on a good show for them; sometimes he finds it quite interesting in its performative meaning or unexpected power, but most of the time he feels that this feeling is more like a curse.
However, because he couldn't feel the "curse," he thought it was fine.
……
However, he could feel the strength of companionship and need.
...like the terrible difficulty of going from luxury to frugality.
The radio demon comes from the 1930s.
For those restless young demons, that seems like a very, very long time ago.
But in this tragic world of the mobile phone age, as a relic who hates new technology, Alastor finds it difficult to find a pure "playmate" who is willing to listen to him.
Although he doesn't really need a completely equal partner.
For example... how can he tell if the other person really wants to listen to him?
Is the other person simply trying to please him, or is it out of a disgusting infatuation that he can't reciprocate?
A century later, Alastor has almost become accustomed to engaging in superficial conversations with others, or simply standing on high ground watching a group of pitiful souls struggling in hell, unable to save themselves.
……
...However, this little guy, who is said to be the perfect chef at the inn and is called "Mom"...and even a bit funny, will be writing something in a dark red velvet notebook while he is speaking, extracting and recording the information in his words.
Her behavior left him incredulous.
Alastor thought that perhaps he needed some time to process or think about the reasons behind all of this.
His topics originated in 1930...
Whether it's the "stock market crash and economic depression"—those "elites" who were pontificating on Wall Street yesterday but are now fighting tooth and nail for a piece of bread today; or the bloody yet exciting scenes of criminal activities carried out by the rise of gangs…
In front of ■■■, this radio star from the United States in the 1930s was able to talk about everything from the failed Prohibition era to jazz, swing dance and Southern culture.
While he vividly recounted early sound films and Hollywood scandals, ■■■ always listened quietly, occasionally catching the sound of pen nib scratching on paper.
As he recounted these secrets of an era that no one in hell cared about, ■■■ didn't just listen; she seemed to know quite a bit about that time.
Even though she's only a 27-year-old girl, she can tell him about a salacious secret of a film director from the 1930s, and explain the biggest reason why the United States experienced an economic collapse in the 1930s. She can also discuss the history of that era with him in a spicy and interesting way...
■■■They often watched movies together, and Alastor guessed that she did indeed have connections in the human world.
Hell is full of stupid remakes of human films, but with [unclear], he can see a clear, high-quality 1959 black-and-white film, *The Tingler*, and 1973's *The Wicker Man*...
……
...And these are just the tip of the iceberg of my interactions with ■■■.
Without a doubt, Alastor enjoyed being with ■■■; because ■■■ was unlike any of the demons he had seen in life or death.
She always tells amazing jokes with her calm and composed face.
She respected him and often addressed him with "you" or "sir".
She's smart enough that she can come up with an irrefutable business plan even for him.
She was so competent that she elevated the seemingly miserable profession of chef to a level that even he was willing to praise to others.
For Alastor, ■■■ is like the “pure” safety itself, and also like the embodiment of the word “pleasure”.
……
...No one dislikes "good" things.
Alastor is the "performer".
He is the radio devil.
But he was a radio host and producer during his lifetime.
He needs to be seen; he "needs" to be seen.
He needs a stage, he needs to create, he needs an audience—
Even the audience members who don't cheer.