Questioning his stories right now was moot. There was no way to confirm any of that shit happened. What could I do!? Go out and interview those demons about it? I did not even know this ice devil's name. His exploits certainly sounded really impressive. Especially for a small king like him. "I stand corrected then. You are a veteran in the war." was what I had to say. He simply took off his pants. "If you now understand this, come here." he commanded me. Rolling my eyes, I said "Fine! I'll go. What's your name!? I don't like sucking dicks of people I don't know." He was still in the mood to boast. "No wonder you don't know of me. My name is Irolod. I spent 5 years fighting tougher devils than you could ever imagine in the Duelist's Chasm: 10 victories in a row." I said. Stygia was the fifth level of the Hells. It was an icy hell scape. What he said gave me pause. "Wait a moment. 5 years and you got only 10 victories over there? I don't get it. How come the win count is so low?" I asked. He looked flustered for a second. "Shut up! The waiting period is long. There are legions of fighters."
Really suspicious reaction aside, there was no way I was going to risk fighting this ice devil. On spawn, he would be level 56. If he was some sort of gladiator and veteran in the war, it could be even higher than that. I would not be able to win at only level 44. At this point, it was time to just submit to him. Standing in front of him, I got on my knees. Overconfident, he was beaming down at me. Throwing out a normal charm, I was actually surprised when it worked. That made things even easier. I jerked him off until he came and then sent him on his way. "Okay Irolod. You had your fun here. Go back to where ever your home is. My club is not yours. It belongs to me." The ice devil gave me a very dopey smile and nodded his head. "Okay Wraxix." he said. I made sure to empty his pockets before he left my office. I stood at the doorway as he walked out the club through the throngs of people. Black, stinking cum was shot out in several thick ropes onto the floor. I was going to have to get someone to clean up all of it. It was not going to be me. The major perks of being their big owner.
