"What do you mean, search for that person... bastard." Asmodeus muttered to himself in a hateful tone. Lucifer ordered him to look for that person, who killed Satan and almost killed him. He was the only one who knew what he looked like.
But this kind of task felt humiliating. He was usually the one who gave his subordinates these kinds of orders. Now, his status had been reduced from King to mere soldier.
'He can fucking teleport. It is impossible to find him.' Asmodeus thought. Since he was assigned to the mere searcher role, he expected never to find that person. He wanted to be on the battlefield to end this war as soon as possible, then have some fun with the goddesses they captured.
Alas... this frustrated him greatly.