I Translated the Necronomicon

14. I will lend you the planet for free.

“I am – the leader of Manma War Company! Demon Lord Jang!”

The woman with external horns who entered with the girl corrected the girl’s disheveled hair and corrected her mispronunciation.

“Demon Lord, Master Jang.”

It was not Demon Lord Jang, but the name was ‘Jang’.

Gabriel, who had only heard rumors about the leader of Manma War Company, doubted that this little one could be the leader, but…

Looking into the eyes, it was clear that what was said was true.

The dazzling magic that didn’t suit her body was fully contained in that small body.

“To doubt this lady~ How audacious~ In the words of the Earth, the leader of Manma War with the intelligence of a fox and the strength of Jeokryeong, the undeniable leader…! Since your management is said to have faced difficulties, I came here to make a deal! Applaud!”

“…The management is facing difficulties, so they came to make a deal.”

The woman took out a business card from her front pocket and handed it to Michaela and Gabriel.

But something seemed to have been said wrong.

Didn’t intelligence and strength get reversed…?

“The Manma War Company, the aide and representative director, Astaloth.”

“Although unnecessary for the perfect demon lady, she has been specially elevated in abilities to serve as the messenger conveying my intentions!”

“In terms of communication, even if the Demon Lord unintentionally says something, please understand.”

Astaloth, who was adding such words of the Demon Lord with an expressionless face, seemed familiar, though Michaela’s head had already started to ache from earlier contact.

Originally, the two factions were busy growling at each other due to the divine rivalry within their respective realms…

But now, there was a solution to the current situation, and it came through a special invitation from Mikaela.

However, Mikaela was not idle enough to entertain such nonsense, as evidenced by her impatient response.

“Let’s quickly get to the point.”

“hehehe, my dear, didn’t the arena completely fall apart? As far as I know, the management office is now in ruins. I believe I can be of help with that! Astaroth!”

“The Demon Magma Arena Company intended to prepare entertainment for demons in its own way after observing the arena created by the management office. Something identical to what the management office produced.”

The universe, vast and filled with demons tired of simple pleasures, had prepared something. On this side, it was a grand arena that gathered beings of various races from across the universe, truly a colossal battleground.

If the management office could do it, there was no reason why the Company couldn’t. They might receive criticism for copying, but if it became a hit, they could throw such opinions into the trash and still come out on top.

As Astaroth flicked her finger, a picture of a planet appeared before their eyes.

“Fundamentally, it possesses the same abilities as the planet forming the basis of the arena. Immortality and even the projection of the opponent. It’s a barrier with top-notch blessings to ensure no impact even in clashes among dozens of demons.”

Gabriel, examining the applied blessings below, furrowed her brow in thought.

It was true.

From a simple barrier perspective, the arena was intricately woven enough to give it a run for its money.

The barrier surrounding the planet was so tightly constructed that even if a planet several times larger than her own body were physically struck, it would turn into dust and disappear. The barrier was akin to a kind of obsession.

Perhaps, it could even block Atalac Nacha’s legs this time.

And the Company presented such a planet to the management office.

“I’ll lend it to you for free.”

“…What’s your ulterior motive?”

While someone offering help out of goodwill is one thing, the Demon Magma Arena was pushing beyond pork and even beyond beef, delivering A5-grade Wagyu steak straight into the mouth of the management office, laden with hidden intentions.

Ah, they’re giving it away for free~ Give it a taste. Take a sip, take a sip.

It was a great story that came at the perfect timing, making the already suspicious offer from the company even more intriguing.

“Even if it’s not completely free, we have no choice but to accept the company’s offer. Considering the current situation, even if the management asks for a stake in the planet, we are in such a difficult position that we have to accept to some extent.”

“But suddenly for free?”

I couldn’t understand it at all.

“Doubting our sincerity is a very ungraceful and petty idea~”

“I understand your concerns very well… but this time, the offer from our company is truly to lend without any compensation. First of all, the reason is…”

Astaroth brought up the planetary maintenance expenses.

“The cost of maintaining the planet is insanely high.”

“….?”

“It’s becoming unbearable even with the company’s income.”

It was obvious that the money to maintain a barrier of my size wasn’t free.

The arena operated by the management was able to start without much burden, as numerous devotees who came to Earth for sightseeing all eagerly invested funds.

Moreover, the arena started with that investment was a tremendous success.

Based on those profits, the planetary maintenance costs were covered, but… unlike the management, the company had to purely squeeze resources out in the middle of space.

Cooperating with other proud devils, who were so proud that they were rare compared to other devotees, was a frustrating game for me.

Rather, it would be more realistic for outsiders to turn into yandere, shouting “Don’t go, don’t go!” as they transform into an obsessive lover.

It was not only difficult to expect such a situation, but also an extremely frustrating game for the devils, unlike the management.

It was an incident that occurred because the majority of them desired a battlefield to rampage in rather than raising followers.

…In short, it’s like saying they misjudged the target audience.

In the end, Company’s plan to emulate the arena utterly fell apart, but even so, the situation of abandoning the planet into which an enormous amount of capital had already been poured was unavoidable.

Due to the exorbitant cost of burial, it ended up in a dragging situation.

If the colossal Manma-jeon Company, comparable to a dilapidated temple management office, wavered in the monthly expenses it incurred, who would believe it?

So, in exchange for lending it for free, they decided to burden the maintenance costs on the management office.

“To be honest, if it weren’t for the collapse incident in the arena this time, despite enduring significant losses, we were planning to propose the disposal of this planet…”

“What prevented that was none other than me – Demon Lord Jang! With my unparalleled foresight, I brought prosperity to Manma-jeon with this ingenious plan – applaud!”

“And, above all, it would be troublesome if the management office failed.”

Astaloth raised her hand and looked at Jang, who was shouting “applaud, applaud!” with eyes full of resentment.

“…Demon Lord, not long ago, Mr. Jang invested heavily in the management office… secretly… without anyone knowing…”

“hehehe, I displayed the heart of a beast~”

“Ah.”

At those words, Gabriel remembered something.

A few days before the start of this arena, there were numerous anonymous divine powers that entered the management office.

Someone had organized a divine power consortium and invested properly. Was that Manma-jeon Company?

“No way, that 15%…?”

“…Yes. That’s correct. Acquired 15%.”

It was like Samsung selling its own shares, buying Apple stocks, and then disclosing major shareholder information.

In other words, a crazy story.

“For Manma-jeon to thrive, our Manma-jeon must also survive.”

No wonder Astaloth’s gaze looked incredibly uneasy. Mikaela and Gabriel both realized it simultaneously.

Clutching the points tightly, Dike endlessly spun his head, refusing to sell until he finally managed to sell one point.

“This crazy guy… he should’ve saved it. At this rate, he’s going to break his back before the next match even comes,” Yoo Dahee sighed.

“Sob… my one point… I’m sorry, my dear… it’s already become four points…!”

As if there was a network connecting the gods, something hazy and eerie began to swirl around Dike remotely, selling points.

That’s probably divine power.

Harnessing the incoming divine power and devouring it like cotton candy, Dike flicked his hand, and a door appeared out of thin air, sliding gracefully towards him.

“…Rent, a week, a lodging for the gods.”

Upon entering the room, a penthouse unfolded before them.

The wood walls with undulating patterns were so impressive that one might think they were fake, but when tapped, they proved to be real wood.

And outside the window lay nothing other than the slowly rotating scenery of the Earth.

A space view. How on earth is this building structured.

“And this costs one point a week?”

“Actually, it’s about 0.7 points… including maintenance, it’s about one point? This is the lodging you can use if you pay that amount of divine power.”

To be honest, Dahee hadn’t hoped for this kind of lodging.

Dahee, who could easily sleep on the ground, using the dirt as a bed and the clouds in the sky as a blanket, was the one who had made such a request.

The crazy truck was strange, but Dahee’s adaptability to sleeping conditions was truly remarkable.

Considering the torment from the extraterrestrials every time he tried to sleep and the dreadful environments he had endured, homelessness was equivalent to a 5-star hotel.

The refrigerator he opened was filled with foods and drinks he had never seen before.

The first drink he tasted was something with a strikingly tangy lime flavor.

After finishing the drink, he threw the bottle out of the window, and as if drawn by gravity, the bottle fell straight down to Earth… displaying a kind of fireworks melting away in the friction heat.

They called it “fire ice.”

Let’s drop a few more bottles of this… it somehow seemed addictive.

Should have used the points right away, instead, went through the trouble of sleeping in a shrimp truck for no reason.

Moreover, Yudahee, tears welling up at the sight of real food after a long time, was enjoying a feast while forgetting the past pain.

Meanwhile, as Yudahee indulged in the pleasures of gastronomy, Dike explored a gallery gathering devotees, a place where various deities on Earth exchanged information… a place to alleviate their own boredom.

It was a hub for exchanging information, and occasionally, genuinely useful information appeared, but most of the content was either nonsense or close to offensive material.

Nevertheless, if one wanted information, there was no place with as much content as this, so Dike endured and continued to browse through various posts today.

As expected, the hot topic was the temporary suspension of the arena, causing repercussions.

[What the hell is the management doing?]

-No, whether the planet exploded or not, it’s not my problem. I invested everything in the theme stocks of the divine power management for retirement planning, and damn, is it true it’s -35% now? At this rate, I might end up homeless from next month;; Damn.

ㄴBarely? 35 percent? 35 percent? High point.jpg

ㄴDamn, this guy got screwed over in a penthouseㅋㅋㅋㅋ

ㄴ-77%? What the hell is this ㅋㅋㅋ Even if you give the buy-sell buttons to Chimera, it won’t be this screwed up.

ㄴI’m in the middle of value investing, please take down this post.

ㄴDid I tell you to invest in sh*t value?

[I’m sure now. If you invest in management theme stocks, you’re a moron ㅋㅋ]

-Don’t understand the situation? They’re erasing divine power from the management. They’re just freely scooping it up with a shovel and throwing it awayㅋㅋ Even when divine power is being crushed, what are these guys investing in management thinking? What are they living for when divine power is being shattered!

ㄴForcing their divine power!

ㄴFully leveraging the extradimensional credit vault, these bastards are diving into a multiplication bus.

[Reasons for my small investments in the management department…]

-Initially, it was a significant amount, you bastards.

ㄴYou too? Hey, me too!

[Reasons for not investing in stocks, ranking in the top 5%]

-Top 1500 in investment returns.png

ㄴDidn’t buy or sell anything and still ranked 50th, lol.

ㄴGomchi-left… What on earth are you…

[Yeah, experience a crash, you idiot ㅋㅋㅋ]

-Suicide would be the end~

ㄴManagement Department: Yeah, go ahead and commit suicide, you idiot. We’ll post about it ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

[Too late for a rise… Could this lead to, raising a grandmother…?]

-And once again, the management department hits the lower limit. Blue lights flash in the blink of an eye. Close eyelids, open them. My asset status is all in the blue. In the nostalgic proof of past profits, at that moment, Grandma spreads her legs───

ㄴDamn it, G-CAST!

ㄴWhy did I even click on this post…?

[Use [Grandma] and [Grandpa] here. With these two, they can pull it off.]

-The racket is momentarily out… And don’t come back for two hours…

ㄴSeal, seal, seal, seal! Damn it, seal! You bastard! I said it’s a seal!

Amidst all the chaos sweeping through the gallery, Yoo Da-hee was staring intently at the hologram next to Dike, wondering when exactly he arrived.