“Simple, this King will flow time as it should, and let you die because of those people.”

What he meant people were Special Agents targeting Damien.

"Okay! Okay! I accept your offer!” Damien who was scared to death quickly answered. [Being a Demon Lord is fine after all.]

“Now brat, tell me what I want before we transmigrate to the Underworld? This King will grant as long as it is not excessive.”

"What do you mean by excess?"

“Like taking over the world, or destroying the world, and such.”

[Who would want to do that.] Damien said in thought before speaking. "If possible I want your highness to eliminate the effects of drug addiction experienced by the residents of this city."

"Are you sorry for what you did to the people of this town?" Amon said, indicating that he knew what Damien's job was.

"You know my past?"

"Of course. After all there's no way this King would choose a disciple without looking at his background.”

"I've never regretted anything I did." Damien answered Amon's question. "But I'm always sad about my situation."

If Damien stops selling drugs, then what job is there for him? The answer is only one, beggar. He didn't have any good acquaintances who could afford to hire him, nor did he have the educational background to find a job.

Because of this situation that makes him sad.

He actually wanted a job without having to harm others. But he couldn't make his wish come true. And he also doesn't want to be a beggar who lives on pity and luck.

"Then what does your situation have to do with the drug addicts in this town?"

"You have adopted me as your disciple, which means that my situation has changed. Because of that, I want those people, people who are addicted to the drugs that I sell, also change their situation.”

"All right, will this King grant it. It's a trivial thing after all.” Amon accepted his request. Then he activated the named magic. “Pcyrifi.”

From Amon's chubby right hand, a wisp of white light shot out before it shot over the city. When the light was above the city, the light beam exploded and created billions of light particles. The particles immediately rained down on the entire city as well as its suburbs, before hitting the drug addicts.

"It is beautiful." Praised Damien after seeing Amon's magic. "What magic is that?"

“Magic capable of clearing the mind.”

“Ohh…”

“Also, from now on you must address me as Master! Because you are now my disciple.”

"All right, Master." Damien said happily.

"Very nice." Amon nodded in satisfaction at Damien's behavior. "What else do you want?"

“May I take this thing with me to the Underworld?” Damien said while showing his Revolver.

"As long as it's not too big, I can take things from this world with me."

"That's good. Then let me take a few tens of bullets.” After that Damien took the supply of bullets he had stored away.

In just a few minutes he was back.

"Are you ready?" Amon asked his disciple.

"Wait a minute, Master. I want master to make the two people who made me suffer have a miserable life.”

"You mean your parents?" Amon knew immediately the two people Damien was referring to.

"Right. People who have made children, but do not want to take care of the child is a person who deserves to be miserable." Damien said with a dark face and tone.

"I agree with you. But sadly your parents are dead.”

“What !!? Dead?!!" Damien's face was full of reluctance and loathing. “It's so good that they just die, while I have to take a path full of danger to survive. How did they die, Master?”

“Due to sex addiction, the men die of AIDS. While the women died being eaten by a bear while trying to summon a demon in the forest.”

“It was a beautiful death for trash like them.” Damien said with a face full of satisfaction and relief. “But what do you mean by summoning a demon? Is that doable?”

“You come from a demon-worshipping family, so of course you guys could do something like that in the past. That's why, maybe that woman read an ancient document from your family as a clue for demon summoning.”

"Is it now not possible?"

"Yeah, now you can't. Because in Underword now there is a law that prevents demon summoning from happening. And that's why your family is now left with only trash people, because they have now lost their weapon: demon summoning.”

“Is this the effect of them relying on demon too much?”

“Yeah, once depended on the demon. Then it will be difficult for you to get away. Even if you loose you will only be trash. Because the side effect of contracting with the demon is that you will be filled with negative and evil thoughts, in fact this effect will continue for generations of generations, and also spread to those who are close to them.”

“So that's the reason why those two are trash.”

“Then, are you ready to go to the Underworld?”

"I'm ready."

"Then let's go. Movlace.”

A black vortex appeared beneath their feet, before swallowing them up. After they were absorbed by the vortex, the vortex disappeared as if people had never existed.

“What ?! How could he suddenly disappear?!” Said the surprised Special Agent who shot Damien.

“How could someone suddenly disappear? You must be hallucinating." Rebuke coworkers.

"That's not possible. That kid really disappeared.”

"Enough. Come on get out of the car and get rid of that kid!”

"Okay…"

Meanwhile, the old woman who is Damien's neighbour, is holding the money with tears in her eyes.

"Here's money for you to buy drugs." Said Woman two sadly as she handed the money to her grandson.

The old woman knew what she was doing was wrong, but she couldn't bear to see and hear her granddaughter screaming and pleading with her.

“Grandma, drugs are dangerous. Why did grandma ask me to buy that stuff?”

“Hah!!” The old woman was dazed by the answer her grandson gave her, usually her grandson would immediately run after receiving the money. But this time her grandson seemed to want to stay away from the dangerous drug as if he had lost his addiction.

"Grandma!" The boy shouted while kneeling and banging his head in front of his grandmother. "I'm really sorry for what I did to grandma all this time."

After being healed by Amon's magic, he immediately realized what he had done. The result is only regret in his heart when he remembers what he did all this time to his grandmother.

All he could do now was kneel down with tears to apologize to his grandmother who had suffered because of him.

Seeing that her grandson was conscious, Grandma immediately hugged her grandson with tears of joy dripping from her eyes. "It's okay, son. As long as you come to your senses, grandma will forgive you.”

“Thank you… thank you, grandma…”

“It must be because of the will of a god that made you sober up in an instant. You should definitely thank the gods.”

"Yes grandma ... yes .."

Things like that happen to lots of people, and lots of families. Everyone thanked the god, without knowing the one who healed them and their family was the Demon King.