Girl Classmate: Ma...Master Mastema, I’ve stolen the exam paper for you…
Mastema: This isn't the only task I've asked of you, right?
Girl Classmate: Belial hasn't been around recently, so I haven't heard any news of him…
Mastema: He hasn’t been around or you haven't been keeping your tasks in mind?
Girl Classmate: Master Mastema! That’s not what I meant…
Mastema: Nevermind. The teacher will become suspicious if an exam paper is missing.
Mastema: Turn yourself in tomorrow and never approach me again.
Mastema’s orders were undefiable. She was a descendant from a line of nobles. Her father had a good reputation in the college, so everyone was afraid of her. Some of the classmates flattered her while others avoided her. Mastema got used to ordering her classmates around while her classmates were used to Mastema acting this way…
Everyone except for Belial. Knowing that Belial was also a noble descendant, Mastema had feelings for Belial. She ordered her classmates to gather information on Belial and asked him on dates, but Belial rejected them all. Therefore, Mastema decided to confess her feelings to him…
Mastema: Be my date for the ball next week.
Belial: Not interested.
Belial bluntly rejected her. Matema, who was blushing and speechless, could do nothing but watch him walk away. Since that day, Mastema hated Belial and spread rumor about him, trying to make everyone hate him as revenge.
Girl Classmate: He enjoys acting like royalty, doesn’t he?
Boy Classmate: He is a member of the royal family, but he's just the royal family's dog.
The classmates put a thorn crown on Belial’s head, made him wear a gaudy costume on his shoulders as well as accessories…
Mastema: ‘Belial, this is the price you pay for insulting me!’
Mastema: Why don't you rest at home if you can't come to class.
Belial: There's a terrible odor here. I don’t talk to smelly bugs.
With these words said, Belial left. Mastema furiously fixated her eyes on his back as he left…
Mastema: Belial, you will suffer the next time I see you!
For half a year, Belial did not return to college. Mastema continued to bully her classmates as usual, but she couldn’t stop thinking about Belial. Day and night, she imagined Belial kneeling down in front of her and begging her to forgive him. She even sent her followers to find Belial, but he was no where to be found.
Maid: My lady, I haven't found Belial yet, but I recently heard of a new project called “Pioneers”.
Mastema: ‘Pioneers’? What is it about?
Maid: The royal family is recruiting ‘pioneers’, who will be representatives exploring different worlds.
Maid: Only the best people will be selected.
Mastema: ‘Only the best people will be selected...Sounds like a good way to boost my status in a short amount of time.’
Mastema knew that the only reason she wanted to be a ‘pioneer’ was to get a higher status than Belial. However, when she realized that some candidates were servants in the royal family including guards, maids and cooks, she didn't want to participate in the project if she had to interact with people of lower status. She then contacted a “pioneer” judge who was one of her father's connections…
Judge: Lady Mastema is beautiful and smart. You will be be an excellent ‘pioneer’ .
Mastema: Thank you. I am interested in being a ‘ pioneer’, but I don't want it to waste my time.
Judge: I understand, but you have to go through the selection to get a seat. I can put in a good word for you…
Mastema: That’s not enough. I want to be a pioneer directly.
Judge: Well, in that case, Lady Mastema, you will have to pay your ‘price’.
Mastema: ...Remember tonight.
Mastema: ‘It hurts...but if I'm a pioneer, I can insult him as much as I want!’
Mastema: ‘Belial, we’ll see...’
That night was tainted with blood. Mastema sacrificed her virginity for a direct seat in “pioneers”. Upon meeting her team leader, she was surprised to see…
Mastema: ‘How come...He, he is here...’
Belial: Hey, here comes our honored ladyship! The five of us are waiting for you.
Mastema: How...No...I’m sorry.
Belial: You will have to do what I say once we leave and no one will treat you like royalty.
The man Mastema thought about day and night was now taunting her. All she wanted was for him to immediately disappear…
Upon arriving at the Realm, Mastema followed Belial’s every order on the surface, but she unwillingly worked and carelessly finished all her tasks. Belial was always suspicious of Mastema and often severely punished her. Belial arranged Mastema to research the enhancement of Demonic power, but this task was just meant to hold her back.
However, during her research, Mastema learned that she could extract her Demonic power, infuse it into Humans and transform them into Demons. Since that day, she distributed her Demonic power to the Humans who followed her orders.
Female Demon: Master Mastema, Master Belial will be visiting Enochian tower alone.
Female Demon: We've also found a cursed sickle in the village nearby.
Mastema: This sickle...You can keep it. Gather with the other four people. We will go to Enochian Tower tonight.
Female Demon: Understood.
When night fell, darkness engulfed the grassland and river, a sky high tower emitted dim light, which contrasted the darkness of the night. Mastema sat still on a tree, waiting for Belial to arrive…
Female Demon: Master Mastema, target detected.
Mastema: Kill him!
Female Demon: You killed my comrade...I will get my revenge!
Mastema: ‘Azazel? Darn...’
Azazel: She left her weapon and ran away...
When Mastema's assassins tried to execute Belial, waves from the lake suddenly engulfed and drowned four of them. The female Demon was the only one who survived. She took the sickle and dashed at Azazel, who immediately reached out his hand and manipulated the grass. Vines instantly grew from under the female demon’s feet and whirled her sickle away…The female demon immediately ran away…
Female Demon: Master Mastema...The enemy was too powerful, we…
Mastema: Loser, you deserve to die.
Female Demon: Master...Mas..te...ma…
Mastema: ‘My Demonic power wasn’t even strong enough to defeat Azazel the guard!’
Mastema: ‘I have to strengthen my powers so that my followers can be more powerful, then we can deal with Belial...’
Mastema’s assassination was unsuccessful, but she was far from finished. Mastema continued to report to Belial on a regular basis and Belial’ s attitude towards Mastema was the same as usual, but the two of them were becoming further apart.
Mastema: ‘I can’t defeat him on my own, so I have to find a helper before strengthening my Demonic power.’
Mastema: ‘Who is the right candidate...’
Mastema had two options in mind: one, to train the other Demons who are loyal to Belial but secretly make them follow her orders. This option was too time-consuming and risky; or two, to gather up Belial's followers, but all of Belial's followers were royal, so there was no way they would betray him...However, one day, Mastema saw Abadon leave the airship’s communication lab…
Mastema: Abadon, why are you here? Master Belial gave you tasks?
Abadon: I need more information.
Mastema: Master Belial has given you everything you need. What else do you want?