Chapter 385
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In the castle deep in the Demon Realm's Haze Forest.
The Venerated Skeleton's slender fingers quickly tapped on the keys. In front of her was a thick piano score, which recorded the piano music Josiah wrote for her.
Behind the Venerated Skeleton, instruments such as violins and cellos floated in the air.
Since Josiah gave a new music score for the Venerated Skeleton every once in a while, the once quiet castle became lively again.
This was especially true for those spirits who had their own consciousness. It was their daily job to patrol the vicinity of the castle.
Now, they had to join the Venerated Skeleton's orchestra almost every day. Even if these ghosts were a group of boorish men who didn't understand music before their death, they had become master-level performers after so many years.
The music played by the Venerated Skeleton today had a very fast rhythm. Shortly after the Venerated Skeleton entered the third chapter of the music, one of the ghosts in the accompaniment group made a mistake.
The Venerated Skeleton, who was playing, keenly felt the uncoordinated noise in the orchestra.
The sound echoing throughout the castle came to an abrupt halt.
At this moment, the more than twenty ghosts playing in the hall tightened their nerves. All of them showed their true appearance from a transparent state.
If they still had a physical body now, their clothes would have been soaked with overflowing cold sweat.
The Venerated Skeleton turned his head to look at the group of ghosts. The pulsating soul fire slowly locked on one of them.
More than twenty ghosts scattered to the left and right. The ghost that was targeted by the Venerated Skeleton was instantly exposed to the terrifying Lich Lord's sight.
This ghost was a middle-aged aristocrat with a chubby figure. His face was already full of the emotion called 'fear.' He began to rejoice that he didn't need to do such a troublesome thing like breathing after his death!
"You still have three days to practice this piece of music."
The Venerated Skeleton suddenly stood up from the piano. After leaving this sentence, he walked out the door without saying a word.
Only a group of ghosts in the performance hall were left wiping their 'non-existent sweat.'
"I survived?!" The chubby aristocrat ghost asked his companions around him in disbelief.
"Shut up, Fokker! You've been dead for hundreds of years! "said another thin and small ghost.
"I know Fokker, but the ghost who made a mistake two years ago was fed to the dogs by the Venerated Skeleton. I don't want to become Little Chuck's food."
`Little Richard doesn't eat fat; have you forgotten Fogg? '
The ghost named Hua Luo reminded his forgetful companion weakly. He looked in the direction where the Venerated Skeleton left.
"But after His Royal Highness the Third Prince came to visit the Duchess, she really changed a lot."
"It's the music scores that His Royal Highness gave His Excellency the Duke that changed him." Phileas Fogg picked up the violin and played a tune. "These musical scores are classics that will be handed down from generation to generation."
"Cut the crap. Hurry up and practice. This' Moonlight Sonata 'is much more difficult than before."
"Is it as difficult as' Will-O '-wisp' written by the composer named Liszt?"
The ghosts began to discuss after the Venerated Skeleton left. Among all the ghosts, the youngest and shortest one, who was called the butler by all the ghosts, sighed softly.
In the past, even if the Venerated Skeleton left the performance hall, these ghosts did not dare to talk wantonly here. But now, the Venerated Skeleton was indeed much more 'gentle' than before.
The butler didn't know whether this change was good or bad, but at least since the Third Prince sent the piano music to the castle, the Venerated Skeleton regained his sense of touch with the music.
For any undead, this was something that they yearned for even in their dreams.
The butler passed through the door of the performance hall and saw the Venerated Skeleton standing at the castle gate.
"Those humans have come to the Demon Realm. I will go and greet them," said the Venerated Skeleton. "I will leave the matters in the castle to you for the time being."
"Yes." After the butler nodded, the Venerated Skeleton turned into a dark shadow and disappeared at the gate.
… …
In the end, the worst situation that Mrs. Caesar had expected still happened.
That was the demons in the Demon Realm who had extreme hatred for humans and opposed the appearance of humans in the Demon Realm.
Mrs. Sizer didn't think that all demons were like Josiah, who could accept everything in the human world and easily integrate into humans.
The war between humans and demons had lasted for thousands of years. Even if this war and hatred could be further attributed to the Kingdom of Saint.
There were also many devils among the demons who had unforgivable hatred for humans.
It was just like in the eyes of the Sacred Army of the Kingdom of Saint, all devils were evil existences.
Whether the existence of humans was good or bad, almost all of them would be regarded as enemies.
"Josiah, do you know how many demons' lives have been taken by humans?"
Nogus … Mrs. Sizer learned from eavesdropping that the black-haired young man sitting in front of Josiah turned out to be the prince of the Chaos Demon Royal Family.
"I know, but in order to prevent more unnecessary sacrifices in the future, peace is the best solution."
Josiah didn't have the time to tell Nogus his plan and thoughts.
The hatred accumulated over the years made Nogus unable to easily accept Josiah's idea.
"There's no such thing as peace."
The glass in Noggs's hand suddenly shattered into pieces, which shocked all the actresses around him.
Josiah could hear the anger in Nogus' tone.
Prince Nogus wasn't a noble general. Protecting the borders of the Demon Realm from human invasion was indeed his duty, but what drove him to do so was not some glorious honor like 'protecting the country'.
It was pure hatred. Humans killed his comrades and his teacher, so Nogus couldn't forgive what those guys had done.
Hatred supported Nogus to fight against humans.
Josiah didn't plan to rely on his' eloquence 'to convince his elder brother to put down the butcher's knife. After all, the success rate of persuasion in this situation was basically zero.
Now, Josiah only wanted to shift a wave of hatred, which was to shift Nogus' hatred to the culprit, the Nephilic Judge, instead of all humans.
"Return to the capital with me now, Josiah." Nogus' body was already overflowing with grey magic. At the same time, a crack in time and space appeared behind Nogus. This crack led to the capital, and at the same time, it led to the border fortress.
Josiah realized that he was still a little too impatient. His elder brother's rage increased a little after seeing the humans. Josiah had to calm him down first.
"Unfortunately, Elder Brother, I refuse." Josiah shook his head and softly rejected his elder brother.
But rejection was rejection. Josiah wasn't his elder brother's opponent. Even the second princess wasn't Nogus's opponent.
So in this situation, Josiah could only summon a substitute to attack.
Nogus, who was at the side, walked forward. Before he could say anything, a black torrent of magic suddenly overflowed from behind Josiah. The aura of death and suffocating pressure wrapped around Nogus.
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