A crow stood by an open window on one side of the castle. It looked at the scenery inside the castle and tilted its head. Suddenly, a soft piano sound sounded in the castle.
Under the soothing sound of the piano, even the strange lights in the castle became gentle.
The forest around the castle seemed to be infected by the piano sound. The evil spirits inhabiting in the darkness of the forest stopped their commotion. They looked up in confusion and listened to the notes that seemed to soothe their inner resentment. It was so soft and warm that it made people want to fall asleep.
The crow jumped a few times on the windowsill. It intended to flap its wings and leave, but it was also infected by the warm notes like the sun. It closed its eyes and chose to take a short rest on the windowsill.
"Good lullaby."
Josiah sat on the floor of the room where he had just eaten, enjoying the slow version of Canon played by the Venerated Skeleton.
The Venerated Skeleton's efforts in music seemed to be no less than his undead magic. After Josiah wrote the music score of "Canon" for him, he could play it with thousands of different feelings.
This was a slow version used for sleeping. It seemed that the Venerated Skeleton still remembered that Josiah was a creature that needed sleep.
There was a furry carpet on the ground, soft enough to be used as a bed.
In fact, the sorceress, Hiri, had already regarded this carpet as a bed. She leaned on a pillow embroidered with golden patterns and fell asleep next to the fireplace.
The encounters in the past few days made Hiri exhausted. The encounter in the Demon Realm was definitely thrilling and exciting. Even though Hiri knew that she could not expose herself defenseless in front of these demons, under the drive of fatigue, Hiri fell asleep on the pillow in the hall.
Unfortunately, Hiri did not relax her vigilance against Josiah. Josiah glanced at the magic staff in Hiri's hand. As long as there was any movement, she would wake up immediately.
The sorceress's light gray long hair scattered down to her shoulders. Her cheeks looked a little rosy in the firelight.
She looked quite nice when she was quiet.
Josiah always felt that Hiri had a unique temperament, but Josiah couldn't describe it. Wild? It was a little inappropriate. To use a more uncultured description, it was a little fierce.
If Hiri was on Earth, she would probably be the kind of girl who would never put on makeup when she went out. Even if she had a boyfriend, she would never act coquettishly. However, Josiah felt that this kind of girl was the kind of girl who should be pampered the most.
Hiri had already fallen asleep, but Josiah was not sleepy at all.
The Coder Ape was a creature that did not need to sleep while typing code. Working overtime was almost a daily occurrence.
Although Josiah's work was not that hard, Josiah often forgot to sleep when he was coding … As for the reason, Josiah could only say that coding was not as interesting as coding!
"Zenas, don't you need sleep?"
Josiah's fingers kept tapping in the air, trying to convert these inscriptions into a programming language that he was familiar with.
Josiah could see these inscriptions, but it did not mean that Josiah could use them. At present, Josiah only understood about half of the inscriptions, and the rest was still being studied.
However, this half was enough for Josiah to type a few small things that could run without using a system.
Josiah's other hand picked up a glass of hot red wine on the floor. This kind of working state finally allowed Josiah to find the feeling of being on Earth. Of course, there would not be a nearly two-meter tall humanoid lion standing behind Josiah on Earth.
"Your Highness." As Josiah was sitting on the floor, Zenas half-knelt down and hesitated for a moment, as if he did not know whether he should say what he wanted to say next.
"If you have something to say, just say it. I won't mind."
Josiah could see that this Sinful Demon had something on his mind. His heart was far more delicate than his appearance.
"I don't object to you befriending humans, but if you want to find a spouse, His Majesty will never agree to you marrying a human." Zenas also glanced at Hiri who was sleeping soundly by the fireplace.
"Cough, cough, cough …"
Zenas's words made Josiah choke on the red wine he was drinking.
The bloodline of the Chaos Demon was extremely rare in the Demon Realm. In addition to this race's pitifully short lifespan and low reproduction rate, the Chaos Demon race was prohibited from marrying other races in the Demon Realm.
It was impossible for the nobles in the Demon Realm, let alone a human.
"I have three other siblings. Even if my father wants to continue the family line, he will not rely on me. Besides … I already have someone I like."
Josiah put down the glass in his hand, and his other hand gently moved in the air. The inscriptions that Josiah wrote were pulled to the side. Then, Josiah clenched his hand, and the inscriptions suddenly condensed into the shape of a window.
This feeling reminded Josiah of the scene when Tony controlled JARVIS in Iron Man.
"Let's not talk about this, Zenas. Do you have any faith?"
Josiah took out a wooden statue. This statue was the one that Hiri used to preach to Josiah. Josiah dipped his finger in the red wine and used the water stain to write magic inscriptions on the floor next to him, forming a magic formation.
"We Demons believe in the Fire of Sin, which represents the flames of sin and punishment. The more sins the enemy has committed, the more pain they will suffer."
Sparks spurted out from the magma-like cracks on Zenas's body.
Since Josiah wanted to end this topic, Zenas did not dare to ask the question of 'who is the person you already like'. He only focused on the small magic formation that Josiah wrote.
"Then, Zenas, you won't mind learning another magic spell, right?"
The magic used by Demons was not as methodical as that of Humans. Demons focused more on power and firepower. If they could use RPG launchers, they would definitely not use Beretta pistols.
As a result, the demons didn't rely on inscriptions to construct spells with different functions. They just needed to release their magic directly. It was simple and crude.
"If this is Her Highness's order …" Zenas said.
"Then place your hand on this statue."
Even the leader of the Demons, Josiah, believed in God, so of course Zenas had no problem with it. A pale white light flowed into Zenas' body, and this ferocious-looking Demon successfully became a White Mage that represented Order.
"How many of these symbols have appeared in front of you?"
Josiah showed a few simple inscriptions to Zenas.
"One."
It seemed like this brave Demon of Sin didn't have much attainment in magic. The power he had was enough for him to abandon the so-called knowledge.
"Then can you see this thing in my hand?"
Josiah spread out his five fingers. In Zenas' eyes, a white cube was spinning in Josiah's hand.
Zenas nodded to indicate that he could see it.
"Then catch."
Josiah waved his hand and threw the cube to Zenas. The cube easily entered Zenas' body.
This result made Josiah extremely happy. It seemed that no matter how little Inscriptions he understood, he could still accept the program Josiah wrote.
After all, when a user wanted to use a program, they couldn't first learn how to write the program, right?
It seemed like the Gods of this world had given the same definition of Inscriptions.
Suddenly, a white square object appeared in Zenas' vision.
"Your Highness … What is this …" Zenas rubbed his eyes and found that the object was still floating in his field of vision.
"Well, it's a chat window. As for its use."
Josiah's finger tapped in the air.
"Are you ready for the performance the day after tomorrow?"
A line of words suddenly appeared in front of Zenas. He fell into a daze and looked at Josiah.
"Uh … You only have one inscription, and it seems like you can't reply to me. Do I really need to make up an input method?"
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