Bribe

“Pay the rest yourself! Didn’t I reward you with a huge amount of wealth before already?” Baalzephon placed his hands behind his back and left, seemingly interested in the flesh being sold on the market with unknown origins.

All sorts of spices with the smell of roasted meat wafted through the market. Baalzephon began to hum devil’s nursery rhymes contentedly and looked around to pa.s.s the time.

‘Not giving subordinates wealth is akin to not giving them strength&h.e.l.lip; Not giving them chances, is akin to not letting them be promoted&h.e.l.lip; If your subordinates have wealth and the chance to advance, then your head will become a decoration in their rooms&h.e.l.lip;

‘Seems like superiors controlling their subordinates is a huge trend here&h.e.l.lip;’ Leylin glanced at the pitifully tiny soul gem in his hands and snickered.

Unfortunately, all that he’d said had been a lie.

While the devils that guarded the Iron Tower were Beelzebub’s trusted beings, but their loyalty was not much to look at, especially when the superior was in a weakened state.