☾𝙰𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜'𝚜 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚕☽

💫Chapter 8💫

꧁𝔸𝕟 𝔼𝕟𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 ℙ𝕠𝕡 ℚ𝕦𝕚𝕫꧂

At the Assembly Hall...

"All right, everyone! The wait is over! Time for the Devil's Trivia Showdown, the quiz that pits a demon against a human!" Asmodeus cheered as the small crowd of the bothers, Barbatos, and Lord Diavolo clapped.

Mammon leaned on his chair with an unamused look on his face. But he was tapping his foot in anticipation. For sure, this plan was going to work. Asmodeus continued to speak.

"Today, our competitors will be testing their knowledge regarding a super-famous, super-popular, fantasy series. One that's known by young and old alike, The Tale of the Seven Lords!" The caramel-pink-haired demon announced, "now it's time to meet our two competitors! First, we have a demon who claims to be the biggest TSL nerd ever! Meet Leviathan!"

Leviathan cockily placed his hands on his hips. "I am the G.O.A.T.! Nobody can oppose me!" Leviathan said. "And his challenger has only been recently introduced to TSL after binge-watching the DVDs. Say hello to Asumi!" Asmodeus clapped his hands.

"Hey, everyone!" Asumi shyly waved. "You know, I don't even care about this whole competition thing, honestly. I already know who's going to win. I'm only doing it because it gives me a chance to show off my encyclopedic knowledge of TSL to everyone," Leviathan stated, scoffing at Asumi.

Asumi could only lift the corners of her lips. "What was that? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention," she said slyly, causing Leviathan's eyes to widen. "Play nicely, will you?" Asumi whispered in a soft sarcastic tone.

She looked at the crowd and her eyes wandered immediately to Lucifer who was looking at her with a smirk. It was as if Lucifer was telling him to hit him where it hurts, and she was not objecting that idea any time soon. She glared at him with the same expression before turning back to the rest of the audience.

"Serving as today's judge for today's competition will be none other than our very own Demon Lord himself, Diavolo!" Asmodeus said. "Hello there, everyone. Nice to see you," Lord Diavolo smiled. In fact, the demon lord seemed a bit too relaxed for this...

"Color commentary will be provided by Satan, Avatar of Wrath. But a good commentator needs to keep a cool head. I wonder, is he up to the task?" Asmodeus frowned in concern, but nevertheless, he was really getting into the role of an announcer.

"I don't think that's going to be a problem. So, I'm doing the commentary? That's a lot of responsibility," Satan smiled with his usual polite expression as he sat close to Asmodeus.

"Now, say hello to our guest demon, the always-famished Beelzebub! For his appearance fee, he requested to be compensated with cheeseburgers. How very Beel of him..." Asmodeus muttered.

"Nothing beats one of Hell's Kitchen's special cheeseburgers. They age the cheese 4000 years for maximum flavour," Beelzebub nodded as he took another bite from his cheeseburger. "And your host for the day is none other than yours truly, Asmodeus! The demon who can make you swoon simply by whispering in your ear. You all know me, you all love me," Asmodeus smiled flirtatiously.

"All right, enough. This is gettin' ridiculous. Let's get this show on the road!" Mammon shouted with irritation lingering in his voice. He was calling out to his younger brother who was still talking about himself. Asumi was surprised Mammon even bothered to show up to this nonsense. Lucifer was amused she he looked at his younger brother with wonder in his eyes.

"I thought you hated wasting time on events like this, Mammon. Yet, here you are. Truly, wonders never cease," Lucifer mentioned with unreadable eyes. "Shut up, Lucifer. I've got some free time, that's all," Mammon crossed his arms and looked away, his face slightly heating up in embarrassment.