Chapter 1236 - 556: Unlucky Demon

Chapter 1236: Chapter 556: Unlucky Demon

Moreover, the most magical thing is that Kreti’s luck not only affects herself but also seems to vaguely influence others related to her.

And now, is the lucky Miss Devil going to demonstrate her ability again?

"No, hey, hey, don’t look at me so expectantly!"

Kreti felt herself being watched and turned around to find Herbert gazing at her with eyes filled with anticipation, which made her a bit embarrassed.

She pursed her lips and turned back, mumbling softly, "Let me clarify first, I just have a vague idea, so I’m not guaranteeing it’ll actually work!"

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, carrying a typical guilty conscience.

It would have been better if she hadn’t said anything, but after she finished speaking, Herbert became even more enthusiastic, feeling that everything was stable, nodding and saying, "Yes, yes, I believe you can definitely luckily think of the correct answer!"

"Even if you really don’t know, you can definitely give me some accurate guidance."

Alright, this is stable.

"Tsk... forget it, suit yourself, I don’t care anymore!"

Kreti’s lips twitched slightly. Although she felt a lot of pressure from being trusted so much by Herbert, being believed in by someone was also a unique experience for her.

In Hell, trust is a luxury and also a deadly poison.

For demons, deceit and betrayal are normal routines; mutual hostility is the basic operation, and stabbing allies in the back is just an ordinary daily occurrence.

Someone like Herbert, who knew from the start that she was a demon but chose to overlook this identity barrier and trust her... she’s never seen anything like it.

This almost pure trust made her feel a faint, secret warmth in addition to her discomfort, something she had never experienced before.

Though she wasn’t sure if she had put a filter on Herbert in her mind, what did it matter?

Kreti was feigning displeasure on the surface, but deep down, she was quite happy.

"Cough, cough, if it’s about demons that bring misfortune to others, I don’t really have any impression."

"Not because such demons don’t exist; on the contrary, it’s because this ability is indeed too common."

She tried to make her voice sound calm and objective, as if she were stating a fact unrelated to herself.

"What counts as misfortune? Or to what extent is considered bringing misfortune?"

"Ordinary curses can bring pain and death to the cursed, so does that count as misfortune for them?"

If this "misfortune" doesn’t have a standard measure, then anything from death to stumbling could count.

"But the situation you’re talking about is clearly not this ordinary demon; it’s capable of entangling even an Epic Grand Mage with misfortune..."

Kreti slightly frowned, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes, her entire demeanor glowing with wisdom.

While Herbert watched her serious expression, a piece of trivia popped into his mind.

Although Kreti often got beaten up by Flora, she wasn’t actually a stupid person... really.

As a conspirator who fights by maneuvering behind the scenes rather than engaging in direct combat, Kreti has quite a decent amount of wisdom.

She might even be able to compete for the top three among the Monster Girls at the Disciplinary Hall!

—although, well, the whole Disciplinary Hall’s Monster Girls don’t have a high level of education, not many can be used, but top three sounds pretty good anyway.

So the question arises, why does such a smart demon get beaten up regularly?

Because she can’t win.

When a scholar meets a soldier, reasoning is useless.

The prison is only so big, and losing is losing, there’s no reason for it.

As for why she’s beaten... don’t ask.

Let’s just say every beating she received was deserved; she brought them on herself.

While Herbert was secretly joking to himself, Miss Devil also finished her pondering and slowly nodded.

"Hmm, I’ve thought it over again, and I guess it should meet your requirements."

"If it’s simply related to ’misfortune,’ I did think of a guy."

She recalled rumors she heard hundreds of years ago, speaking with a hint of uncertainty, as if reminiscing an absurd legend.

"If I remember correctly, there was a demon very famous for misfortune back then, famous throughout Hell."

Kreti’s slender fingertips gently tapped her chin as she delved deeper into her memories, "That guy, I remember they called her... ’Calamity Star,’ or ’Walking Misfortune,’ and another name..."

Whoa!

Upon hearing this title, Herbert narrowed his eyes; it’s been a long time since he heard such a formidable title.

Calamity Star!

Walking Misfortune!

With such a big name, her strength must not be weak.

As he was considering whether to flexibly change his revenge plan, Kreti suddenly widened her eyes, finally recalling the title she almost forgot.

"Oh! I remember now! It’s ’Unlucky Sammi’!" ℴℴ𝘮

...Hmm?

Something seems off?

Thinking this, Herbert’s fingertip unconsciously halted, making Kreti realize he might have misunderstood something.

She turned her head, looked at his dazed expression, chuckled and blinked, "Hmm? Didn’t I explain clearly?"

"That demon named Sammi, she’s not famous for spreading misfortune."

"Quite the opposite, she herself is the most cherished pet of misfortune, or... the eternal victim."

"Sammi has been shrouded in misfortune since her birth."

"Can you believe it? She’s a Legendary Demon, but she trips on flat ground while walking, bites her tongue while talking, and even inhales Hell’s sulfur dust while breathing."