The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

"You...!"

Baal gritted his teeth at Frondier's insult.

Why is this human unharmed? Why doesn't he succumb to my power? Does he not feel pain? Is he not afraid of hell?

While Baal couldn't believe the reality before his eyes, Frondier continued to think calmly.

'I thought I'd get a chance to see hell since he's the King of Hell, but it was a failure.'

Frondier had heard that Osprey had gone beyond the world to 'Nastrond', and seeing Baal, the King of Hell, he recalled that place. He thought it wouldn't hurt to see it for himself, even if it was just an illusion, as he might go there someday.

This was the first reason he had engaged in a devil's power confrontation with Baal, but it had missed the mark spectacularly.

'...Well, it's greedy to expect my guesses to always be right, and I've just been lucky so far.'

But instead, he learned something.