"The next piece of news. Yesterday, the fire lizards in the alchemy market died en masse …"
Inside the Hall of Silence, Pluch continued to report some of the news that had happened yesterday. Aside from the teleportation array beneath the cathedral, the rest of the news was insignificant in Josh's eyes.
But it was still worth reporting …
"It will take me a long time to reorganize the Black Pigeon. After all, there is no order in this organization at all."
There were only two "big news" that the Dark Elves could give to Josiah. One of them was the forceful demolition of the teleportation circle in the underground church, and the other was the scene of the death of the Inquisitor.
The photos taken by the Dark Elves were too bloody. The blood was fine, but with the Dark Elves' superb archery, even the gushing brains of the dead Inquisitor could be seen clearly.
And the way the Inquisitor died reminded Josiah of something indescribable. Considering the appetite of the Noland residents in the morning and the younger users in the spellcaster forum, Josiah did not ask Pluck to report it.
"Have you unified the Black Pigeon?"
For the time being, Josiah did not intend to turn the daytime news into a "daily update" program. He would report once every three days. He would wait until the Black Pigeon organization grew under the management of the Dark Elves and he could collect the news of what happened in Noland as soon as possible.
"This will require some difficulty, but give me some time. I will make the Black Pigeons change their way of life."
The Dark Elves had always taken a free-range attitude towards the Black Pigeon organization. The members of the organization all knew her as their leader, but there were rarely any formal meetings within the organization.
"Then I'll have to trouble you. I can provide financial assistance."
Josiah's profession was still a programmer. In terms of personnel management, he was at the beginner level, not to mention reorganizing an entire loose organization. Therefore, it was still the best choice to let the Dark Elves do it.
"You have proven to me that everything you do can change the world and strike a blow to my enemies."
The Dark Elf gave Josiah an etiquette that Josiah could not understand at all, but it looked quite solemn.
Ever since she had returned from the Demon Realm, her attitude towards Josh had undergone a drastic change. From the very beginning, the Dark Elf had thought that everything the demon prince had done was meaningless. It was just like the pranks he had pulled back in the Demon Realm, where he had often blown up buildings into the sky.
But after so much, whether it was the movie "This Demon Is Not Too Cold" by Josiah, the spellcaster forum, or the Voice of Noland, the Dark Elf already believed that Josiah was changing the world in his own way.
The most important point was …
"The game you created also made your sister smile. It's been a long time since she's been sober."
During the days that the Dark Elves accompanied the 4th Princess in the Underworld, they almost never had a good night's sleep. After the 4th Princess, Freya, used the magic net, she immersed herself in the game every day, almost without a moment's rest.
Every day, the Dark Elf was sent to the Fourth Princess's room by the Dark Elf, and she was asked to bring some snacks from time to time.
It must be noted that this was an incredible thing for a creature whose sleeping time was measured in weeks.
"My sister … Fuya …?"
It took Josiah more than a minute to remember his sister's name. The Demon Prince's memory of the Fourth Princess, Fuya, was too little.
Although Josiah knew little about Fuya in reality, the "Fuya" on the spellcaster forum was a super god in the game zone.
He had written several Super Mario guides in a row. He didn't know how many young Mario players had fallen into the pit or been eaten by man-eating flowers.
Now, as long as the users of the forum had entered the game zone, they basically knew this god named Fuya.
"Yes, your sister told me when I left that she hoped you could make more interesting things."
During the time the Dark Elf stayed in the Demon Realm, in addition to taking care of the Fourth Princess's daily life, he also played games with her.
"I'm thinking about making it, and the shooting of the next movie …"
At present, there was only one Super Mario game in the game zone. Even Josiah himself felt that it was a bit shabby. It was not difficult for Josiah to develop a game on FC with his current ability.
"New movie?"
However, the Dark Elf was obviously more concerned about the last sentence of Josiah. Josiah also noticed that her pointy ears had already pricked up.
It seemed that 'This Demon Is Not Too Cold' had completely changed the Dark Elf's view of movies.
"Only the script has been written … It will only be put on the agenda in a week or two."
Josiah motioned the Dark Elf not to be too excited. At the same time, he opened the magic network terminal and began to check the use of the 'leaf'.
Anyone who logged into the magic network terminal through the leaf of the World Tree could be monitored and locked by Josiah immediately.
For example, the leaf that the Dark Elf gave to the Fourth Princess was currently being used to play Super Mario.
The leaf that Josiah gave to the watcher Paster was idle. What really attracted Josiah's attention was the leaf that the World Tree gave to Messiah.
It … had a brand new user.
… …
The Holy City of the Holy Kingdom.
Messiah glanced at the chain that bound her hands. It was engraved with light golden inscriptions. The inscriptions strengthened the chain to the extent that Messiah could not break free with brute force.
This chain was originally used to bind extremely dangerous criminals. Messiah was once responsible for escorting such criminals to the Holy Light Council for trial, but she had become a criminal today.
Messiah glanced at the colorful glass at the side of the corridor and the four judges who escorted her. Her emotions were extremely complicated. She wanted to pray to calm herself down, but in the end, she found that the scripture she usually carried with her had long been taken away along with the armor of the Holy Army.
Now, she was only wearing a thin white dress. She had nothing else on her. She didn't even have the right to pray to the gods.
No … she still had some things.
An interface that only she could see appeared in front of Messiah's eyes. The interface of the magic network …
Before walking to the Holy Light Council, Messiah did one last thing that went against her heart. That was to hide the leaf of the World Tree and the crystal that carried the magic network. Now, she held them in her hands.
Thus, she suddenly found that even in the Holy City thousands of miles away from Noland, she could still log into the magic network and browse the latest news on the spellcaster forum.
There was also a private message in Messiah's spellcaster forum. It was … from Cheryl.
'Messiah! You're in the Holy City now? Damn it … Are you willing to be executed by those old men? '
This question stunned Messiah. She stopped in her tracks, but was hit in the back by the handle of a spear from the Holy Army, urging her to hurry forward.
Messiah staggered and looked back at the Holy Army soldier who attacked her. He was frightened by Messiah's gaze, and his hand froze for a moment.
"Traitor!!" But the Holy Army soldier seemed to want to prove that he wouldn't be frightened by a woman. He used the handle of his spear to stab Messiah again, but an older Holy Army soldier grabbed his arm.
"Stop!"
After the senior Paladin stopped him, he turned his gaze to Misai.
"Please walk forward and accept your judgment, Messiah … I believe Bishop Moenig will forgive you," he said.
Forgive …
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