A certain pushover slave

The final giant who once burned down an age of mythology.

The greatest archdevil who ruled over fire.

He was of another level above ordinary devils, the master of the giants, the lord of Musphelheim that even the gods feared.

That existence was I, archdevil Surtr.

And such a personage. Was.

"Bored."

It's boring. Too boring!

Just how long do I have to sit on this throne for?

My waist is starting to hurt from how long I've been sitting here for.

I'm actually training daily to create a strong first impression as an archdevil, but so what?

No one ever calls for me.

Well, I do understand. History is made when I move.

From what I heard from the kids under me, a couple of years ago something called the great war happened and the humans fought furiously tooth and nail and all, the moment I step forward I could turn even the great war into a children's scrap.

Because the one who once set an entire world ablaze, one of the highest among top-class devils, is me.

And because of that, I always ponder.

As I am such an existence, could a human summon me?

I've been spreading and scattering the method to summon me since what the humans called the Dark Ages, but humans, especially the ones who believe in gods, diligently collect them up and burn them.

They say to protect the world from devils that would threaten the world, you should stop the summoning from happening to begin with or something like that?

Thanks to that, it's about as hard as plucking the stars from the sky for devils like me to go out to the human world.

Of the ones humans call archdevils, how many of them are currently contracted out again?

Only two come to the top of my head. Even if I include any potential contracts by devils that I don't know of, I could probably count them on one hand.

What kind of contract rate is this pathetic? Isn't this way unreasonable!

At this rate being a high-class devil is probably better.

Because while we make a single contract, they make fifty.

Because they're somewhat strong and yet also somewhat weak, they're easily contracted.

What kind of injustice is this situation?

At least before Ragnarok I did my job as the gatekeeper of Muspelheim, but I was free after that!

And because of that it's been 5000 years since I last went down to the human world.

Sure, you say 5000 years, but since I don't know when I have to make a contract, I spend most of the day sitting on this throne!

You try sitting on a chair for the majority of 5000 years, it's boring as hell!

"If it's now I could give them a great bargain with a contact for only half their soul…"

A grand service that not even high devils won't do! And this Lord Surtr is offering this bargain sale!

Why are there no customers to make a contract!

I'm bored enough that if another 1000 years go by like this, I could even give them a free contract!

"Eh?"

Was my fervent wish answered?

An unfamiliar ripple formed in the air around the throne.

It's, it's a summon!

To think that there was still a human left that knew how to summon me!

I check my body.

Very good. The best condition. I could fight the gods right here right now.

Clear my voice.

Ahem!

Good. Deep and powerful.

I need to leave a strong first impression to make it easier to get a contract.

Even if you say that it's a contract with a human, you can't take it lightly.

The first contract in a whopping 5000 years.

If the human decides to not contract thinking I'm useless then it's only my loss.

So I need to make the best preparations.

I just need to get the contract first.

Once I make the contract, I can take everything from the contractor and burn the land in the best state.

Now, I'm off to the contractor, three seconds remaining.

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Cover my body in white flames to leave an even stronger impression on my contractor.

Two seconds left.

I must not show on the outside that I was looking forward to this contract.

One second.

Finally, taking my signature pose, I lift my hand high.

Zero.

Bang!

"Are you the ones who brought forth Surtr, the master of Muspelheim!"

Appearing in a bright light and slamming the earth! The stone fragments that scattered in the surroundings were very satisfactory.

It was a spectacular summon. The summoner was probably surprised as well.

Because they wouldn't know they'd summon an amazing archdevil like me!

Now, what kind of summoner is the one that called me?!

Although I don't show it on the outside, I gather my excitement and look at my summoner.

Youthful. No, young.

But to my eyes, an archdevil's, I saw overwhelming potential.

This is, what they call a genius.

Human yet far removed from humanity.

Undeniably, a figure that would leave her name in the history books.

Very good. Let's engrave may name with hers.

So that no one will fail to know her name and mine, in the name of fear and despair, I will engrave it in history!

But the contract takes priority!

"The price of your contract is naught but… Eh?"

Eh? What? My hand is hot?

As the giant who ruled over fire, it is very odd for me to feel heat.

My eyes naturally turn downwards.

Looking at the ground, the floor is shining.

While it goes without saying that a summoning circle should shine, the colour is weird.

I infused mana into my vision and looked down, and under the summoning circle, something was shining.

"Yep naught. Zero. Nothing."

As I stared at the ground in confusion, a man's voice came into my ear.

Naught? Zero? What kind of bullshit is this? And words became visible in my field of vision.

[Contract between devil Surtr and [Ria el Nermia] – Geass Roll -]

The master of the burning land Musphelheim, archdevil Surtr recognizes contractor [Ria el Nermia] as his master.

Pledging obedience to her and all of her commands, and not acting independently without word from the contractor, he swears to the world to lend his unlimited strength and talents with No. Compensation. Whatsoever.

Fuck. What the hell is this.