Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 109 Trading

"As for why she can harm sinners... have you all forgotten that you were once human beings?"

Lucifer, supporting himself with his cane, swayed back and forth as if playing around. "Although my memory isn't entirely complete or clear anymore, it seems they also had something like ironclad laws—"

“‘They were created by faith, therefore they belong to faith, and can only be harmed by the source of faith…that is, humanity.’”

The petite Fallen Angel uttered these words slowly in a chanting-like tone.

"...So...this sentence means that the essence of ■■■ was created by humans, so only humans can truly harm ■■■?"

Vicky, who seemed to understand this aspect faster and more deeply than anyone else in Shanghai, showed a surprised expression.

"If that's the case, then ■■■ can kill sinners because sinners were once human, not because her identity, abilities, and the weapons wielded by angels are similar?"

"Ah, that is indeed the correct answer, darling."

Lucifer nodded approvingly to the white-haired witch standing next to Shirley.

"...If her abilities are different from the weapons of the Angels of Death...then why is she also able to kill the native creatures of hell?"

Xia Li asked with a slight frown.

"Oh... I don't know that, my dear. I think I can only answer the real reason why the sinners killed by this Miss [name] cannot be resurrected, but actually I don't know why her abilities can also harm the native creatures of hell... Uh... Heh, maybe the effects of her power are indeed equivalent to angel weapons and angel-blessed weapons?"

Lucifer's voice also carried a hint of uncertainty.

The petite fallen angel, who looks a bit childish, is clearly the type of person who only looks at the illustrated parts.

Although I read the book, I only picked out the parts that interested me, so my answers to the questions were only vague.

"Wow—that sounds complicated..."

"Niffledi, who was being held in Pantheon's arms, muttered this in an exaggerated tone."

"It's not that hard to understand. ■■■ herself is stronger than the demons in this godforsaken place... But now we at least understand why she is so strong."

Hesker frowned beside him.

"However, even though humans can harm her, she's already so strong that she's not afraid of humans at all, right?"

The big cat sinner casually uttered this sentence with a sullen face.

"Unfortunately, I'm not an expert in this area... After all, these things aren't fun, and I didn't remember much of it back then. But considering that ■■■'s soul was constructed from the beliefs of others, she wouldn't easily die from physical injury, especially since the book says it's a rule set by the neighbors..."

The petite fallen angel gave a slightly disgusted look, then raised her head high and announced as if to say:

"But there's always something that can restrain her—! Her current state is that she hasn't been able to control her power, but there are indeed many strange things about Miss ■■■, such as the chains on her body..."

At this point, the King of Hell suddenly stopped.

Feeling he had answered enough questions today, Lucifer silently lowered his head and then rested his hand on his chin.

He looked like he was thinking about something.

"...These words are truly unbelievable and superfluous."

Standing beside Shirley and having listened to the whole thing, Alastor gave this nonchalant and merciless assessment after Lucifer got stuck.

They showed no respect whatsoever to the other party.

"What did you say……!?"

"But wait... Daddy, ■■■ is human? Her soul is the kind of soul only humans can possess...!"

Perhaps because Lucifer's attitude towards [unclear] was a bit strange, Shirley couldn't help but interrupt her father, who was once again provoked by a certain sinful lord.

She had long known that ■■■'s identity was not so simple, and Lucifer's statement only confirmed her guess.

——■■■ is not a sinner at all.

Although his/her identity is unknown and it is only a guess, ■■■'s current situation may be more similar to his/her father's, but not exactly the same.

There are still many unsolved mysteries surrounding her, the strangest of which is the chain that binds her and prevents her from leaving, and even attacks her.

...But now that her father is also saying that the chains binding ■■■ are strange, then this power may not come from hell at all.

Of course, the chains binding ■■■ could also be some ancient force that dares to expose itself to everyone yet is not afraid of being recognized.

"..."

"What? How is that possible, Shirley~ Humans can't do that... um, like this."

The petite six-winged angel, who seemed rather unserious and not particularly concerned about the life or death of ■■■, immediately widened her eyes upon hearing this.

He gestured with his hand to describe the magnificent dragon that looked like a mountain range, while giving a strange look that seemed to say, "My dear daughter, what are you talking about?"

"...But I...!"

Looking both frustrated and anxious, Shirley pressed her hand to her forehead, helplessly clenching and unclenching her fist.

Alastor, who had been observing the scene before him from beginning to end, first glanced at Shirley, who looked uneasy, and then glanced at ■■■, whose body was covered in frost, before widening his smile.

"Xia~Li~ If you keep hiding important things from us, there's no magic in this entire hell to help you, and no magic to help our inn's chef either, right?"

A radio broadcast, its tone as melodious as an opera, appeared as a shadow behind the blonde woman.

Wendigo used its sharp claws to hold the female demon's right shoulder, and then, in a strange and persuasive manner, brought its head close to her face.

"I know, I know~ Your promise with the chef is important, but the current situation is not a good time to hide it—"

The sinner lord narrowed his eyes.

As he spoke these words with intonation, a faint, strange rustling sound slowly crept out from deep within his lungs.

"Ah~ I mean, darling, you wouldn't want to see the best chef in all of hell perish like this, would you?"

"...Stay away from her, you freak!"

Before being struck by Lucifer's threatening attack, the elegant Scarlet Wendigo appeared as a shadow beside Hesker and Neilford, looking rather listless.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his smile unchanged, looking as if nothing had happened.

"I……"

The broadcast demon's words made Shirley hesitate for a moment.

The blonde demoness raised her head and glanced at the inn's guests, whose expressions varied, and then at ■■■'s battered and bruised body.

Perhaps because it was clear that [name omitted]'s life was more important at the moment, Xia Li's usually positive and optimistic face was now filled with wavering and hesitation.

"..."

“…Shirley?”

Now realizing that Shirley was probably hiding something, Vicky stood to the side and called out her lover's name in a somewhat uncertain tone.

But the blonde witch did not respond to her lover. Instead, after making up her mind, she suddenly turned and looked at her father with a determined gaze.

Although Lucifer drove Alastor away, Shirley knew she couldn't hide it from her father...

Lucifer didn't mention her affair with ■■■ simply because he didn't mind her concealment, nor did he care about the life or death of ■■■, which was none of his business.

“I think Alastor is right, there’s no point in hiding it under these circumstances.”

"..."

"Actually, ■■■ and I..."

"I once made a soul deal."

……

……

"Zizi-"

"……What did you say??"

Just as the air fell into a shocking, absolute silence, Lucifer's shocked voice and a sudden, extremely abrupt, distorted broadcast suddenly rang out among the demons.