I am a duke, so I needed to be civilized.

"Should I hire this busty goat onii-chan?..." I ask myself.

Picking a suitable maid servant was really hard to a great duke like me... Neither this cute Nine-tail White Fox loli or this boing-boing busty goat-horn onii-chan will really be a good servant, reflecting my great benevolance.

Two choice with different pros and cons that will benefits me, fulfilling my weeb desire dream.

I did not seen this event to occur fast. Being a fully pledge duke demon of hell.

I never thought that my unworthy noticeable contract will gradually benefited me a lots of sin's.

Can you believe it!...

My wisher simple wish escalated in grand scale war that will bring apocalype in their homeworld!

One of my contract was a little girl that wished to have a wild rabbit.

Heck!... Out of nowhere, a sci-fi crap story will be untold! The little girl dad was a mad scientist and experimented the rabbit. Succesfully. Thus, the rabbit became a killing machine.

But, not only that! Sailor transformation x power ranger bullsh*t power system will be the rabbit requirements to function it's true might!

Therefore, the little-girl become the chosen one to wield it's power. With more bullcrap event, the little girl dominate the world and became it ruler.

Sadly, someone accidently(with pleasure) impregnate the woman... Talking about hurriedly sh*tty fast pace ending that I always read in manga.

The rabbit killed the girl as it was design to protect her. Because of another life inside the little-girl stomach, the rabbit killed it along side with it's host.

Yada, yada. Some bullsh*t drama!

The real antogonist showed up.

And guest who's that motherf*cker!

It's her daddy!...

See, you see!... Bravo! What a sh*tty mystery plot and ending it was.

It's just like a good manga cover with nonsense price, enticing us to buy it, because of the sign of limited book only, and only that day it'll be on sale.

But good thing was, I am the one gaining benefits to this disgusful sight of writing.

Previlege of a demon of course.

The other wisher came with the same conclusion too, ending their homeworld to ruined.

Thus, my sin's stock pile reach the requirements to evolve.

I'd became the 77th duke in hell. Beating the record of the most fastest evolution of being a duke demon. My record was twenty-five year's while the old record is one-hundred fifty-four year's.

Even wherever I go, sea, sky, land, or hell, my nature of being a rare genuis is undeniable to dispute.

And it's all thank's to my wonderful wisher. Although I am a demon, I have right's to pray to the god.

So...

I wish all of my contacter have good life in any given moment right now, and led them away in suffering.

ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ, ᵐᶦˢᵗᵉʳ ᵈᵉᵐᵒⁿᵎᵎᵎ (In distance)

And,

I wish that whoever I hear may find peace and tranquility.

Amen... (Insert ear foam) (• ˘ ³˘)

...

(MC POV)

"What do you think, Enrill?" I ask the man in my side.

"Great."

With his well fit tuck in white long sleeve polo, along with it's partner of grayish waistcoat and black trouser. Black-haired with few string of white, sharp red eye's and milky-skin. Making him a cold lone wolf that woman dreams. He spoke coldly.

Enrill is man of a few word. And I do understood that clearly as his traits flow in our family.

You see, if you will have a servant in hell, you need to let them taste your blood. So his/her aura will be the same as your, indicate that it is your servant or familiar.

"Great, Rir, this will be my suit in upcoming duke meeting." I pass the red eye contact to the little white fox girl in my side, and take my seat slowly.

A goat-horned maid approach me with tray, and I took the cup of coffee above it, take a sip and inhale a fresh air.

This two maid is Rir, and the goat-horned maid was Sharron. I don't know why i'd even attempted to question myself who will I hired in the first place, even though in the end my decision will be the two of them.

In hell, european name was trending among demon, or cool incoherent baddas name.

Because of the trend, I had decided to name myself a new one.

And that name was,

Kiroz Izzethoz.

What a great name it was, a masterpiece for whoever will hear my name. Perfect fit to my overbearing cool look's an aura.

I took a sip again and put down the glass cup in the table in my side. I spoke. "What's our current territory?"

Enrill answer fast, he said in an unhurriedly slow pace. "Great, my lord. It only took us three years of your presence in this devastating place to become prosperous again, and in this upcoming "Empress of Evernight" the archdemon year celebration will indicate your 4th year's great leadership in this territory."

I nod. "Good." And take a sip again.

Being a duke of hell have privilege to have vast territory region. Except for the hell level.

Hell level was ruled by personal pick of an archdemon itself. With their immense power, even the top duke's in hell continent will eat dust under their foot, even though we all have the same title, their strength was too strong compared to that normal duke, counted me.

With the immense gap between a personal hand-picked by archdemon and normal demon, they have a nickname of "True Duke" of hell.

And Tatamon(Demon B) is one of those dukes.

When I had first heard about it. My own self felt a little relief because of the frustration of not having enough strength to struggle away to him.

...

(Still MC POV)

Time past.

The duke gathering will start in thirty minutes from now on.

Which Enrill and Sharron notified me, waking me up on my comfortable couch.

I stand up and face the big mirror on the wall.

With my cleaned greyish-white skin and dark-ink fur in my lowest part, pure dark-ink hair and wings. And my black sclera, white iris and vertical black pupil eye's make my presence icy, reflecting a proud demon.

Rir approach my side and presented my red-eye contact that trend among duke's and demons right now. Symbolizing and mimicking the well known red eye of archdemon Sezeroch Cipher.

I took the contact and put it into my eyes and look into the mirror.

With its the high quality of production, my contact would always gleam in cool possible posts.

If I only the one in this room, I surely already post a baddies position and recite a cool line in anime. Like.

Hey girl, do you want dinner, or me?

Or,

Hey girl, are you panties because if ever you are one, I would definitely wash you and wear you to my head and run aimlessly outside.

The second line quote was weird, but it works perfectly in anime.

That line was a godly spell that only god can cast and entice a woman. Human(Weeb) has still no history of that line working, because no one have guts to say it. So that word will be forever in shrouded sad attempt of the brave people that believe that it was possible.

Should I attempt to say it... I look over to Sharron who was looking at me, deadpan.

Na!, no way. I am a duke, so I need to watch out for any improper weird stuff in my head.

As a ruler of this territory and their lord.

I need to be sophisticated and cover my weird(Not for him) hobby to my subordinate.

So I can be a great model that they always look up to.

I slowly look my neutral face again to the mirror as it I was not thinking something weird thoughts in my mind, and with my deep look, they'll surely not comprehend what is in my mind about right now.

Looking over to my contacts. I gradually remembered my last contract, which was a fat pig.

I still clearly remembered how my great organization fell in ruins and erased in history.

The battle was bloody and brutal.

The three sides take great collateral damage.

Even though we were outnumbered, we fill it with skill and tactic!

My title of being the youngest master is not only for the show! It has still edge and sharp!

I personally teach and train them to be great warriors. Even we have a few numbers, we can fight equally to them until the bloody end.

The outcomes of the war were undeniable on our side, and only more push needed to achieve success!

Near the end of the war.

The lady clan that idiot pig courting came which I had already suspected to happened, or after the war when the winner is already been clear of which side it was.

With each shameful dialogue of the lady clan proud peacocks, they demanded me to become their loyal dog!

Which infuriate me!

..he, hehe...

With my vast knowledge of back stubbing in my old world, they'll not be caught me off guard without preparation to counterfeit to their shameful plan that was always signature move in my old world.

Compare this world and my old world. The latter was vastly different.

My old world was a place of back stubbing snake.

While this world was,

A place of shameful thick-headed skinned people.

So their five-years of child move were totally readable moves in my deduction.

With a great surprise to caught then off guard along with my subordinate.

I presented a button that if ever I click it a powerful nuclear will exploded in this area.

Everyone froze in their area. Sweating their back and forehead with a hearable rapid heartrate of each one of them.

The plan was perfect to feint the enemy, alongside a little explosion in the distance to make it more real.

It almost perfect, perfect to be called the great feint of the century.

Sadly, this idiot contractor of mine shouted in the distance that my package delivery of nuclear ingredients is just been delivered in front of our hotel. Fresh and untainted.

Therefore, with been wipeout alongside him.

Without idle, I stand up after I woke up in hell, dress in a white princess gown while Tatamon putting a makeup in my face.

I did not greet him as I walk outside to find that dumb mother*beep* pig.

Finding him, I took him out in the sea of flame and throw him in the "Black Lake" after I've restored his flesh.

With his cry for agony, the lake slowly engulf him.

Which was full of the leech, along with anything slow hurtless torturous animals that only lives in the imagination of creation.

Even though my head is already hot that will erupt at any moment I still remembered a famous quote.

One of god famous quotes was, "When a person hit you with a stone, hit them with bread." which I was doing right now.

I restored his body and put him to slower hurtless punishment.

I didn't let my scorching anger to my head and process this problem of mine in modern thinking.

After all, I am a duke and needed to be civilized.

*Shrill cry of the fat kid*