I Became the Demon King of Lust

After sitting in the room for a while, there were two men that came in.

Just their appearance alone made it clear what they were here to do.

They were clearly here to question me.

But at the same time, I could see which one was supposed to be the good cop and the bad cop.

That was usually how things were done in these cases.

The one that was the bad cop slapped his hand on the table and said, "You better tell us everything that we want to know, or else!"

Then the good cop said, "There's no need for that, we just want to have a talk with you."

I couldn't help shaking my head with a bitter smile on my face before saying, "You've never said what you were looking for, so what am I supposed to say?"

The two of them looked at each other with awkward looks before the bad cop slapped the table again to say, "Stop playing the fool! We want that information now!"

The good cop once again said, "Just talk to us and we'll be able to do something for you. But if you don't say anything, then there really isn't anything that we can do."

Though he was supposed to be the good cop, the words that he said really sounded like what a bad cop would say. It seemed that when I didn't react at all to his words, he started to buckle and revert to his original personality.

I really didn't know who got the two of them to do this, but it was clear that they weren't qualified for this.

It was clear that these two had no idea what they were doing and were just creating a bigger mess by trying to interrogate me.

Was this really the best that those large guilds had?

That was what I thought until the door opened and another group came in.

This was a group of five that looked much more professional than these two.

The one who was leading them was a blonde haired young man who seemed like a proper interrogator.

To my surprise, when the two that were currently interrogating me saw this group, they showed shocked looks like they weren't expecting them. Then they suddenly looked like they were kids that had been caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

It was like they had just been caught doing something bad.

The blonde haired young man narrowed his eyes to look at the two of them before asking, "What are you doing here? Why aren't you properly guarding the door like you're supposed to?"

The two of them revealed even more awkward looks when they heard this, but they didn't say anything.

After he said this, I was slowly figuring out what had happened.

These two that had come in with the good cop bad cop routine…it seemed that they weren't supposed to be here. If I had to guess what they were, they were most likely the ones that should have been guarding the door to this room.

As for why they were in here, I already had a guess.

After a long silence, the bad cop finally said, "We thought that we would be able to make him talk."

The good cop backed him up by saying, "Yes, we thought that as long as we put some pressure on him, we would be able to make him talk. If you just give us a bit more time, then…"

"Stop." The blonde haired young man cut him off when he heard this and said, "Leave now and collect your severance cheques. There's no need for idiot guards in this place."

As expected, the two of them had been guards that were supposed to be guarding the door.

But for some reason, they had left their post and had come in on their own to try interrogating me. If they had good techniques, then I might have called them smart, but with the techniques that they had tried to use…I could only call them idiots.

Then again, only idiots would have thought that they could interrogate better than those that were trained for it.

Only idiots like them would think that they could do something like this and would be rewarded for it.

The two of them looked like they wanted to say something, but they weren't able to say a thing in the end as they were hit with the pressure of the blonde haired young man. They had no choice but to lower their heads and walk out in shame.

Though as they were walking out, I could hear them muttering a few things.

"I told you that this was a bad idea. Now we even lost our jobs."

"You'll never be able to rise up in the world as long as you don't take risks. That's why I'm telling you that this was our chance."

"But it wasn't, we got fired in the end."

"Not all things work out in the end."

Yep, they were idiots.

I had thought that there might be the chance that this wasn't the case, but they were complete idiots.

When those two left, the five of them came forward to where I was sitting.

It was only the blonde haired young man who sat down, the rest of them all stood around the table where we were sitting.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

They weren't standing too close, but they also weren't standing far away. It was as if they would be able to react as soon as anything happened.

So it was very likely that they were here to make sure that nothing happened while the blonde haired young man was in this room. It didn't seem like they were here to stop me at all.

That made me even more curious as to who this blonde haired young man was.

With a smile, he said, "I'm sorry about that just now. It seems like we really hired some fools."