The Daily Life of the Demon King

Chapter 172 - 172: A Plan to Change the Entire World

After Beelzebub's departure and yet another attempt by the robo-dog to chase after the demon to 'purify' him, Alex, Brunhilde, and Göll made their way to the lounge. They needed to prepare and discuss plans for the next battle. While Alex tugged G.I.R. along on a leash, the robo-dog kept stubbornly pulling forward, as if his programming wouldn't allow him to retreat.

At the same time, Alex sank into deep thought. He began to suspect that the issue wasn't just Beelzebub's demonic nature but something hidden within him. Alex sensed that the demon's soul seemed split into two parts: one—Beelzebub's original self, and the other—a fragment corrupted by Chaos energy.

This realization led Alex to a theory: perhaps Beelzebub hadn't found a crystal imbued with an Outer God's power but was born with it. If Beelzebub was one of the first demons, he might have emerged from negative emotions, with the Chaos crystal merging with his body during his formation, slowly influencing him over time.

However, this was just a hypothesis. Demons in this universe were born by obscure rules, and the interference of Outer Gods only added more variables to the equation.

Brunhilde stole glances at Alex, noticing how he repeatedly got lost in his thoughts, ignoring everything happening around him. Even G.I.R., trying to cut through the leash, failed to catch his attention. For the first time, the Valkyrie considered the possibility of Völundr—a soul bond—that would allow her to see what was going on in Alex's mind. Yet her intuition warned her that such a step would change her life forever.

Despite this, Brunhilde felt a strange connection to this man. Maybe it was because he had helped her cope with the pain of loss, stood by her in difficult moments, or simply because she felt calm and protected around him—a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time.

Göll was still reeling from the sight of G.I.R., the cute and clumsy robo-dog, transforming into a merciless fanatic shouting about heresy. It was a shock to her. Learning about G.I.R.'s combat mode only deepened her confusion. The story Alex had told about the mysterious Emperor of Mankind only added to her bewilderment.

Even Brunhilde couldn't recall such a figure in human history, deciding it might have occurred during «dark times» that were erased from memory. Nevertheless, she found the story suspicious.

Finally, they arrived at the lounge. G.I.R. was still struggling, and Alex could feel the leash straining. What worried him most was the thought that if G.I.R., M.I.M.I., and Stitch ever launched a «crusade,» the consequences would be catastrophic. He already suspected that the two robo-dogs might have brainwashed the space-dog. Sighing, Alex pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The scene before him was familiar: several Valkyries sat in front of a screen, engrossed in a show, with Alvida lounging comfortably next to Hlökk. Rebecca, as usual, was engrossed in her tablet while snacking and working on her project.

Buddha was sprawled in a chair as if it belonged to him, a bag of snacks resting on his chest as he lazily transferred them to his mouth without even opening his eyes. Meanwhile, M.I.M.I., Stitch, and Zerofuku were fast asleep after yet another round of desserts.

Alex couldn't help but think the lounge was starting to feel more like a basement full of lazy teenagers.

«Rebecca, how's it going?» he asked as he entered and closed the door behind him.

Rebecca lowered her tablet, gave Alex a lazy glance, and wordlessly held it out to him, as if to say, «See for yourself.»

Noticing her sluggish demeanor, Alex immediately understood—this lazy gremlin only acted this way when something was wrong. Carefully releasing Brunhilde's hand, he approached Rebecca and took the tablet. As he began reviewing her notes, his suspicions were confirmed.

On the screen were rune diagrams—Rebecca was

Brunhilde watched Alex closely, but she found it hard to agree with his position. She knew that among the gods, there were those who didn't abuse their power, but they were too few to significantly change the situation.

«Is there any way to avoid war among the gods while limiting their influence on the world of mortals?» unexpectedly asked Göll, who had overheard the conversation.

The young Valkyrie considered any war a terrible thing and didn't want to allow more bloodshed, even if it only concerned the gods. Alex looked at her and sighed heavily. There were few options, but each one had its drawbacks.

The first option was to sever the connection between all three worlds entirely. However, in this case, the inhabitants of Helheim and Valhalla would still begin a war over territories. Perhaps not immediately, but in a thousand or even tens of thousands of years, conflict would be inevitable. The second option was to create separate worlds for each pantheon, a sort of cage for the gods. However, this would also lead to wars, but now civil wars.

«Göll, you're putting me in a bind with your question,» Alex admitted wearily, looking at her.

«But you do have options, don't you?» Buddha interjected, adjusting his glasses.

Alex sighed again, thinking about how best to answer. Brunhilde gently took his hand, giving him time to think. Rebecca looked at Alex seriously, waiting for his response. For her, it didn't matter who was fighting, as long as none of her loved ones were harmed. And in this world, she had no friends or loved ones, except for the group of Valkyries sitting nearby and watching a series.

Buddha also understood perfectly well that avoiding war would be nearly impossible. Knowing the gods, he had no doubt that sooner or later they would turn their weapons on each other.

«No matter how hard you try, all options eventually lead to war,» Alex admitted wearily.

«Well then, share your thoughts with everyone. What have you come up with?» Buddha asked calmly.

Alex paused, thinking about how to explain his conclusions more simply:

«If we separate Midgard from Helheim and Valhalla, Valhalla and Helheim will start fighting over power and resources. If we sever the connection between all three dimensions, the pantheons within Valhalla and Helheim will fight each other. If we create separate worlds for each pantheon, it will lead to civil wars within each of them. No matter how hard I try to find the perfect solution, all options lead to conflict.»

Brunhilde listened carefully and understood that Alex's reasoning was logical. The gods, by nature, always found reasons for war, and this happened over and over again until they were forced to make peace.

Buddha thoughtfully stroked his chin, realizing that Alex was right: a war among the gods was inevitable, whether within one pantheon or between different ones.

Alex, lost in thought, recalled the system that existed in Runeterra. Before the summoners arrived, that world was consumed by wars. However, the summoners created a system to resolve conflicts through battles in arenas, which helped avoid large-scale destruction.

«Although there is one option... but it's difficult to implement,» Alex finally said with a thoughtful expression.

Brunhilde decided to postpone thoughts about preventing future conflicts. It was premature to think about the next step until the Ragnarok problem was resolved. However, Alex's words intrigued her: in such a short time, he had come up with a plan, even if it was complex to execute.

Buddha looked at Alex with interest, waiting for him to continue. Göll, sitting nearby, believed that her older brother could always find a way out of any situation. Even Rebecca, though not intervening in the discussion, moved closer to hear better.

«What if conflicts were resolved not through wars, but through battles? On equal terms, where it's not strength that matters, but skill,» Alex proposed, putting forward his idea.

«But fighters will still die, won't they?» Brunhilde interrupted, looking at Alex skeptically.

«Let me finish,» Alex said with a smile. «Imagine a space where battles take place without real deaths. Fighters 'die' only temporarily, then return to the fight. Something like a team duel with castle capture. The defeated recover, and the victors settle the conflict.»

Brunhilde nodded, thinking over his proposal. The plan was indeed difficult to implement, but in her opinion, it could significantly reduce bloodshed. Everything would depend on skill and strategy, not raw power.

Buddha thoughtfully stroked his chin, processing Alex's words.

«Interesting idea,» he admitted. «You're suggesting giving everyone a chance to 'blow off steam' without killing each other, while also resolving conflicts. But how do you plan to organize all of this?»

Alex understood that there were still many problems ahead. A system needed to be created that would not only allow these battles but also regulate them to avoid chaos. Rules, observers, arenas, and even a council would be necessary to control the process.

«Yes, it's complicated, but I think it's possible. Though right now, we need to focus on Ragnarok. After that, there will be time to deal with future problems,» Alex replied, deciding to put the plan on hold.

Buddha nodded, returning to his sweets, as though the question was temporarily resolved. Brunhilde, though wanting to ask more, also decided to leave the questions for later.

Alex looked at the arena repair broadcast and realized that he would soon have to leave. He called G.I.R., deciding to take the robo-dog with him so he wouldn't be left in the company of the troublemakers. Before leaving, he kissed Rebecca, asking her to keep an eye on Mimi and Stitch to prevent them from causing chaos again.

Taking Brunhilde's hand, Alex held G.I.R. with the other, not forgetting to call Göll, who had clearly already joined the group of troublemakers.

But even as he left, he couldn't shake the thoughts about how to implement his idea. Creating an arena similar to the Summoners' Rift, where conflicts would be resolved through competitions rather than war, seemed to him not just a good idea but a brilliant one.

To be continued...