"Your Highness Josiah, do you plan on raising that Frost Elf like this?"
The Prophet sat in the back of the magic carriage, holding a small box in his hands.
The box was filled with the leaves of the World Tree of the Frost Elf race. Even through the box, the Prophet could feel the huge life force within.
From Josiah's introduction, the Prophet knew that the person who held the leaves of the World Tree had the ability to connect to the Weave no matter where they were in the world.
This ability made the leaves of the World Tree an item that users of the Weave all over the world wished to obtain.
The leaves of the World Tree were also precious alchemy items. The Prophets recited more than ten alchemy potions containing the recipes of the leaves of the World Tree, and the potions they concocted were all incomparably expensive on the market.
"Raise? Prophet, do you have some misunderstanding about my relationship with Taylin? "Josiah asked.
"Is that not the case? Your Highness Josiah, you also provide her with protection and food, and the reward is the World Tree and these leaves. In my opinion, there's no difference between the relationship between a shepherd and a sheep. "The Prophet said.
"Alright, I admit that what you said is very reasonable, but a shepherd wouldn't pay a sheep to buy beautiful clothes, right? And every weekend he would have a two-day holiday or something. " As Josiah spoke, he stepped on the brakes and stopped the magic carriage by the side of the road. "And compared to the relationship between a noble and a servant, I prefer the relationship between a friend."
"Friend … I thought that Her Highness Cecily's attitude towards the commoners was good enough, but I didn't expect that Your Highness Josiah doesn't have the awareness of being a prince at all." The Prophet said.
No awareness of being a prince? Josiah couldn't possibly tell the Prophet that he was a good youth who grew up in that kind of place. The profession of prince was just a part-time job for Josiah. After coming to Noland, Josiah had almost forgotten that he still had the identity of a demon prince.
"Then prophet, do you know how my elder sister, Cersei, wants to change the Demon World?" Josiah asked tentatively.
Josiah calculated the time. It was almost time for the fight for the throne issued by the Lord of the Demon Realm. Josiah had already taken the initiative to withdraw from this cruel fight. At present, the only strong competitors were his elder sister and elder brother.
The victor would obtain the position of the ruler, the power to completely change the Demon World.
Josiah was more inclined to remain neutral at the moment. After all, Josiah's understanding of his elder sister was only at the impression of a 'cold watcher'.
"A world that can understand each other." The prophet carefully recalled what Cersei had told her about 'ideals'. "Her Royal Highness Cersei said that the first step before understanding each other is to let each other recognize themselves. The current Demon Realm is too weak and backward, that's why we appeared in Noland."
"A world of mutual understanding? What if the production level of the Demon Realm catches up with or even surpasses the human world? "
Josiah believed that as long as the prophet brought her 4 apprentices with the knowledge they learned in Noland, the production level of the Demon Realm could catch up with the current progress of Noland after a period of time.
"I don't know."
The prophet shook her head. This was beyond the scope of the task entrusted to her by Cersei.
"At that time, I wanted to develop tourism in the Demon Realm." Josiah looked at the end of the street. Further ahead was the street on the edge of Noland, Squirrel Street.
It used to be the most despised street by the people of Noland, but now it had become a well-known tourist attraction.
"Tourism … industry? You plan to let humans come to the Demon Realm to play! "
The prophet relied on her own knowledge to understand the meaning of Josiah's so-called 'tourism'. The 3rd Prince's idea was really strange and incomprehensible.
"Your Highness Josiah, let me remind you that the Demon Realm is an extremely dangerous place in the impression of humans."
"Squirrel Street used to be the same in the impression of the people of Noland. Humans' impression of the Demon Realm is gradually changing, isn't it? At that time, maybe we can find an empty space in the Demon Realm to build an amusement park or something. "
"Swim … what?"
The prophet suddenly began to miss the days when the spellcaster named Hiri was with Josiah. At least when Josiah said some words that the prophet couldn't understand, she could always give an explanation that the prophet could understand immediately.
"Let's discuss this issue in the future. After all, this is based on the premise that the Demon Realm becomes stronger in a real sense. The kind of premise that makes humans feel fear as a unit, and not wantonly start a war like now."
Josiah stepped on the accelerator of the magic car. While the prophet was chatting, the magic car had already driven to the entrance of the underground city.
… …
The underground of Noland was located in the Frost Axe Clan's mine.
Pester was hanging upside down above the mine in the form of a bat. She looked at the wooden boxes piled up in the mine. The seals of the wooden boxes had the words' Klia Trading Company 'and' Food 'written on them.
This mine had become a large food storage warehouse at some point in time. In order to prevent insects and rats from stealing the food, a barrier was set up around the mine to 'repel weak creatures'.
At the end of the mine, there was a portal emitting a faint green light. Not long after Pester flew into the portal, a group of figures covered in pitch black armor walked out of the portal.
The moment they stepped into the mine, their hands were always on the hilt of their swords. Killing intent began to overflow in the entire mine.
"Watcher, you want us to steal the food stored by the dwarves?"
After making sure there were no other living beings in the cave, the leader of the knights looked up at Paster who was hanging upside down on the ceiling.
"Dwarves? No, General Fesley. The food here belongs to us, or should I say the third prince, Josiah Yanorod. It was him who bought the food in Noland that alleviated the crisis of famine in the capital. "
Under the crimson blood, Pester transformed from a bat to a human. She stood in front of the armored demon and opened her arms to explain.
"Those cunning humans have no reason to sell food to the demons …" The general didn't seem to believe Pester's words, but in the next second, he suddenly pulled out his sword, because he felt a dangerous aura approaching.
"Watcher! Are you sure this isn't a trap set by those cunning humans?! "He shouted at Pester.
"Calm down! The humans here are a little different from what you think. "
Pester tried to persuade the general to stop his actions, but the general named Fesley was unmoved.
"Prepare for battle!"
Gray magical energy gathered on the general's sword. The Knights in black armor behind him also drew their swords and shields and stood in front of the general, forming a formation to defend against the Cavalrymen.
In just a few seconds, they were ready for battle. Even if it was a trap, he had to bring the food back to the Realm of Devils!
Pester looked at their fully armed appearance and sighed slightly. It reminded her of the last time she came to Noland. Her situation was not much better than his.
After all, humans and demons had been enemies for too long. To the demons on the frontline, human cities were like fortresses filled with enemies.
Any creature here had a chance of killing him, which was why this general's mental state was so sensitive and vigilant.
When Pester told them in the Realm of Devils that their destination was the human city of Noland, they actually looked like they were ready to die.
The knights held their breaths as they listened to the sound coming closer. They gripped their swords tighter and tighter, as if the approaching creature was a monster that could swallow them in one bite.
"If it was a trap, you wouldn't be standing there so calmly."
A voice came from the end of the mine. When the general saw the figure slowly walking from the end of the mine, the magic wrapped around his sword instantly dissipated.
He immediately stabbed the sword into the rocks on the ground and half-knelt on the ground.
The knights in front of him instantly realized who the owner of the voice was. They all put down their weapons and did the same action.
"Your Highness Josiah, forgive me … for being rude."
"Don't mind it. Any demon will be a little sensitive when they come to Noland. The watcher beside you, Pester, is the same. She kept shouting things like 'Your Highness, you're in danger'."
Josiah followed the Prophet's guidance to the mine used to store food. Pester, who stood at the side, could only silently listen to Josiah expose his dark history.
"But Your Highness Josiah, you're now in a city full of humans. Those cunning humans are indeed very dangerous!"
Josiah listened to the general's righteous warning and rubbed his eyebrows.
Although Josiah's long time in Noland had changed the humans' impression of the demons to a certain extent, the demons' impression of humans did not change at all.
A part of the Devil Race was hostile to humans, while the other part was fearful.
However, Josiah was not in the mood to educate the general like how he educated Pester and the Prophet's apprentice. It was unlikely that there were good humans.
From the content of his sister's message, they were only here to transport supplies and prepare for the upcoming war. They did not come to Noland for a day trip.
"I don't know. Speaking of which, what's your name?" Josiah pointed at the general.
The general took off his helmet, and his long black hair cascaded down. It was hard to imagine that this fully armored knight would look as feminine as a girl.
"Fisley Yanorod. I belong to the second legion under your brother's command." He briefly introduced himself.
"The supplies you need are here."
Josiah patted the wooden boxes that were piled up like a mountain. The surface of the wooden boxes was engraved with inscriptions to prevent food from spoiling. The food could be stored here for a year or two without any problems.
"Tell me when you're moving, what's with the 'war is about to start'?"
General Fisley quickly commanded her knights to quickly send the wooden boxes to the other side of the portal. She was still half-kneeling on the ground, explaining to Josiah the whole story of the war.
"Every year at this time, the ice and snow outside the fortress will melt, and the human army will attack … In the past few years, we have resisted the attacks of the humans, but this year, due to the large-scale 'ashes' in the demon realm, the supplies of the fortress are close to exhaustion. Her Highness Cersei gave us a suggestion, which was to seek your help." He paused and glanced at the knights behind him who were moving the wooden boxes. Then, he continued.
"When I learned from the watcher Pester that we were going to the human world to get supplies, I was ready to start a war with the humans and plunder their food, but I didn't expect everything to go so smoothly. I'm … curious how did you do it, Your Highness Josiah?"
So this' war 'is a daily occurrence every year? No wonder the Prophet and his elder sister were so calm.
But if the demon realm's border fortress was breached, it would definitely evolve into an all-out war.
"Just raise Noland's reputation to 'friendly'," Josiah said.
"Reputation …?"
General Fisley raised her head in confusion. She noticed the Prophet standing beside Josiah. The Prophet who had been serving the second princess was a famous sage in the demon realm.
She hoped that the Prophet could slightly explain this sentence of Josiah's, but the Prophet could only shake her head, indicating that she didn't understand either.
"This is not important. Come … Take these and pass them to my elder brother Nogus. There is a letter inside, he will understand after reading it." Josiah handed two wooden boxes to the general. Inside were 100 raw crystals that carried the magic net core and 100 leaves of the world tree.
Ever since Taylin's world tree grew up, she collected more than 10 leaves every day. Josiah considered opening a 'mobile wifi shop' or something.
"Your Highness Josiah." General Fisley received the box with a solemn expression. She then looked up at Josiah and asked, "Is this the relic you entrusted to me?"
"Relic?"
Josiah was wondering why the atmosphere suddenly became a little tragic.
"You chose to stay in the extremely dangerous city of Noland for the people of the demon realm. Your elder brother was originally disappointed because you gave up the throne, but he actually did it for such a tragic …"
"Stop your imagination!"
Josiah had a feeling that he would be placed in a coffin sprinkled with flowers and then carried back to the demon realm for a proper burial.
"Listen up, Fisley! As long as we demons don't commit any crimes in Noland, we won't be viewed as enemies by the humans! Now the demons can walk freely on the streets of Noland! "
"I don't understand what you mean, Your Highness Josiah."
Ever since this Chaos Devil was born, he grew up fighting against humans. Perhaps in his eyes, humans were an extremely cruel race.
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