It went just as Noir had promised.

Eugene wasn’t investigated for his involvement in the fall of the Dragon Demon Castle or the eradication of Karabloom, nor was there any investigation into the identity of Raimira, someone without any apparent relations to the rest of their group. They were able to check out of the hotel and leave for Pandemonium without any problems whatsoever.

They needed to go to Pandemonium to use the international warp-gate that was located in the capital city in order to leave Helmuth. Because they had first entered Helmuth through its border at the Alcarte Parish, this would be Eugene’s first time seeing Pandemonium in this life.

Eugene compared Pandemonium, which he had last seen three hundred years ago, with the current Pandemonium that he was standing in front of now.

“It really has changed a lot,” Eugene observed.

Even within this concrete jungle, the ninety-nine-storied building stood out. A towering Demon King’s Castle that seemed like it could even touch the sky, this was Babel. Eugene clicked his tongue as he compared the current Babel with the Babel from his previous life.

There had once been a red plain in front of the castle, which had somewhat served as the front courtyard of Babel. The horrors of the black fog that had once shrouded this land finally ended only after the ground had been layered with the corpses of humans, demonfolks, and demonic beasts.

Now, countless high-rises had been erected here, and at the center of it all stood a memorial park dedicated in remembrance to all those who had died during the war.

‘Where did the Centipede Mountains go?’ Eugene wondered.

Three hundred years ago, the Centipede Mountains had once surrounded the borders of this fief, but now those disgusting, hideous, and capable-of-crawling mountains were nowhere to be seen. Had they really cleared away the entire mountain range while they were building the city?

‘Or perhaps they just stuffed them away somewhere,’ speculated Eugene.

The notorious Centipede Mountains from his previous life had been closer to gigantic demonic beasts than to any normal terrain. Those giant centipedes might even still be buried beneath those neatly paved roads.

As his thoughts continued in this direction, Eugene let out a bemused snort at his own bewilderment. The changes he had witnessed throughout Helmuth were remarkable, but the changes that had occurred here in Pandemonium...