Unrivaled Demon's Odyssey

"Seriously, don't go kissing me while I am asleep," Nero fixed his clothes and looked out of the window.

"I was just considering it," Sophia shrugged her shoulders.

"You looked pretty serious, though," Nero turned to Sophia and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Sophi, you know you can't become a fallen angel. If you become a fallen angel, then I wouldn't be able to forgive myself."

Sophia nodded and smiled at Nero.

"I know it better than anyone how much you love yourself as an angel, and I don't want you to hate yourself by becoming a fallen angel."

"Besides," Nero moved his hand from Sophia's shoulders to her breasts and squeezed them, then said, "I have been charmed by you ever since I laid my eyes on you for the first time."

Sophia shrugged Nero's hand and turned around, "I remember you calling me a 'Shota-con'. I didn't understand it until you told me what it meant."

Nero followed Sophia to the door as he remarked, "You were one, though."

Sophia changed her form and opened the door before saying, "Not anymore, right?"

When Sophia opened the door, there was a 'thud' sound— as though it had hit someone's head. They stepped out of the room to see Emilia sitting on the ground and rubbing her head.

"Don't tell me you were sitting here the entire night?" Nero looked at Emilia in disbelief.

"No," Emilia stood up as she patted her hips to take out the dust. "It's only been a few moments."

Sophia deliberately hugged Nero's arm and squeezed it between her breasts, "You were so awesome last night. I can still feel your rod inside me."

Emilia grunted as her face twitched. While Sophia smirked, thinking she had won this round against Emilia.

"I could hear moans," Emilia commented.

Sophia's face turned red as she let go of Nero's arm and ran downstairs.

Emilia and Nero stared at each other for a while before Emilia frowned her face, "What?"

Nero walked past Emilia after patting her on the head, "Don't fight too much."

Nero went downstairs, and Emilia followed him while hopping on the stairs.

When Nero reached the ground floor, his gaze fell on Laira— whose face flushed and tried to avoid her gaze from Nero.

Nero turned to Sophia, who was standing next to him, then pointed his finger at Laira, "I thought you apologized to her."

"I did," she sat on the chair and added, "By telling her about your relationship with Emilia."

"And that is?" Nero sat on the chair beside Sophia, and Emilia sat beside Nero.

"I just told the truth— that she is your slave that satisfies your sexual desires."

"No wonder she gave me that look," Nero sighed.

After eating breakfast, Nero asked Laira to take them to the guild.

"Why are we going to the guild?" Sophia asked.

"Apparently, one must need a guild card to enter a town. And none of us have that."

Nero was carrying the bag and walked alongside Sophia. While Laira and Emilia were a little behind them.

Sophia glanced back and let out a small chuckle, "She gets friendly with anyone."

"Would it be okay for you to go to the guild?" Sophia questioned.

"Hmm?"

"There must be a process to get the guild card, right? What if it gives away our identity as demon and angel."

"As long as there is no crystal, we are okay."

When they reached the guild, the first thing they saw was a big crystal— about the size of one meter height— on the counter.

Sophia looked at Nero, and Nero looked at Emilia, who looked at Laira.

"What?" Laira asked.

The guild was bigger than the church, and the adventures inside were more than the total humans they had seen in the town.

Nero walked to the counter and placed the bag in front of the receptionist. "I want to exchange for this."

The woman at the counter looked at Nero, then turned her gaze to Sophia and Emilia. After looking at them, she checked the bag and said, "Show your guild pass, please."

"Don't have it."

"Is there any proof that this belongs to you?" she asked with a straight face.

"You can ask my companion," Nero pointed his gaze at Emilia.

Laira walked to the counter and whispered something to the receptionist. The receptionist nodded and started checking the quality of the skins and furs.

After waiting for about 15 minutes, the woman at the counter called Nero— who was busy looking at the quest board.

"Sir!"

Nero turned around and excitedly walked to the counter. "I expect at least 20 gold coins."

The woman stared at Nero and threw the pouch on the counter, "30 gold coins."

"Oh?" Nero picked up the pouch and counted the coins, "More than I expected."

"The quality is great, and they look fresh."

Nero threw the pouch at Emilia and told her to pay Laira, but Laira kept denying it and didn't take any payments.

Nero glanced at the crystal and asked, "What does this do?"

"It's to measure your powers and decide your rank."

That was the only thing Nero was trying to avoid.

"Is this necessary to get a guild card?"

"How else would you get a rank card?"

Nero pondered for a while, then looked at the crystal, "Let me guess, that rank card in the guild card decides what quest the adventure can take?"

"Yes," she nodded and continued, "Since we don't want them to die."

Nero sighed and shook his head, "I have been saying this since long ago, that just being strong or weak doesn't decide the outcome of any fight."

"Are you trying to say that a weak can defeat the strong?"

"Why not? I myself have seen the weakest defeating the mightiest. But of course, if the opposite person has a tremendous amount of power, then the weak would be one-shotted in a moment."

Nero turned around and looked at all the adventures, then uttered, "There is only 'it depends' in life, but never 'the possibility' itself."

"Interesting!" A female knight entered the guild and stopped in front of Nero. "Would you mind telling me more about your 'it depends'?"