Herland sat in the Hearthstone Tavern and read an employment contract.
This employment contract wasn't a one-sided hiring by the Noland's National Reserve Bank. Instead, Herland was invited by the Noland's National Reserve Bank as a member of Josiah's Guild.
It sounded a bit tongue-twisting, but Herland's relationship with the National Reserve Bank was that of a subordinate and superior, while the latter was that of an honored guest.
Of course, the remuneration was paid by the National Reserve Bank, and the working hours were very flexible.
"Programmers are so rare in this world, it's natural for them to be treated like this. The rarer something is, the more precious it is, isn't it?"
Herland remembered that this was Josiah's original words.
If she found this job herself, she probably wouldn't be able to find it even after she entered the Philosopher's Tower and became a disciple of one of the Sages.
Thinking about it this way, she could be considered a successful Noland Spellcaster.
She finally broke away from her identity as an Alchemist's Apprentice at the bottom.
"Sister?"
As Herland's thoughts ran wild, she heard her sister's voice behind her.
"Hiri, that thing on your shoulder is …"
Herland was about to greet her sister when she noticed a miniature Black Dragon standing on Hiri's shoulder.
"This is an illusion I created." Ciri touched the black dragon with her hand, and it disappeared on Ciri's shoulder like a shattered mirror. "This can be considered a homework assignment from my tutor," Ciri said with a smile.
"Teacher …"
Herland instantly remembered that her sister was an apprentice of the Purple-Cloaked Sages, and she might even inherit the Sage's position in the future!
Thinking of this, Herland felt a little disappointed, but more than that, she felt gratified.
"Sister, what's with that 'that useless little sister of yours has finally grown up' expression?"
Hiri instantly guessed her sister's thoughts.
"Isn't that so? You've forgotten how much trouble you caused when you were young, "Herland said with a smile.
When the past was brought up, Hiri was at a loss for words.
When Hiri was young, she had beaten up many teachers and students in the academy, which was why Herland and her mother had to deal with the aftermath.
Herland wasn't used to his sister's sudden silence. If it were in the past, Hiri would have immediately accused the tutors of all sorts of evil deeds.
Had he grown up?
Herland looked at his sister from head to toe before finally looking left and right. He then pulled Hiri to a secluded seat in the Hearthstone Tavern.
"Hiri."
Herland put away his joking look and stared at his sister with a serious expression.
"Can you tell me … how far have you progressed with Mr. Josiah?"
"What?"
Hiri was stunned for a moment when she heard her elder sister's question.
"Have you completed the ritual?" Herland's cheeks flushed as he asked Hiri in a more reserved manner.
"Sister, you can't just throw a straight ball at me. Shouldn't you ask something else?" Hiri didn't know how to answer.
"It's time for a serious family meeting. Be serious, Hiri," Herland said.
"A serious family meeting at the Hearthstone Tavern? There are two dwarves forging Hearthstones at the side! "
Hiri tried to hide the panic in her heart by complaining.
"You just need to shake your head or nod," Herland said.
Ciri looked at her elder sister's serious and serious expression, and could only nod stiffly.
"Has their relationship developed to this stage?" Herland muttered to himself. Then, he suddenly grabbed Hiri's hand and said in a serious tone, "Although I heard that Chaos Demons aren't allowed to marry other demons or humans, Hiri, you have to do your best!"
Big sister, where did you get the information about not marrying each other? And where do you have to do your best?
Hiri had a lot of things she wanted to tell Herland, but when she saw her elder sister's hopeful gaze, Hiri could only nod again.
… … …
Demon Realm.
Cersei stood at the edge of the city. This was the highest bird's eye view in the city apart from the palace in the center. She could easily overlook the city's streets from here.
"Josiah, is he doing well?" Cersei looked at the Prophet beside her.
"His Highness Josiah is currently planning to intervene in the human country of Noland's economy. If he succeeds, His Highness Josiah's influence in Noland will increase once again."
The Prophet pushed up his wood-framed glasses. After telling Cersei the good news, he paused for a moment and told her the bad news.
"But His Highness Josiah is still very close to that human girl." The Prophet quickly noticed the subtle change in expression on Cersei's face and added, "That girl is the only apprentice of the Seven Sages of Noland. She is likely to inherit the position of the Purple Cloak in the future. Your Highness Cersei, I think this relationship will only be beneficial to the Demon Realm. Are you worried about the rules of our race?"
"Father might not be happy when he hears this news." Cersei's gaze was fixed on the ruler's palace in the center. "But father hasn't shown up for almost a month. This makes me worry if there's something wrong with the guardian's altar."
"This is not a problem we can handle, Your Highness Cersei." The Prophet stood on her tiptoes and scanned the city below.
Compared to the last time she left the Demon Realm's capital, there were many more pedestrians on the city's streets.
"Ever since the Falosi made an alliance with us, more and more human merchants have poured into the Demon Realm to 'make money'. I don't think this is a good thing," the Prophet said.
"I've controlled the number of human merchants and asked the watchers to increase the supervision in the city."
Cersei's voice sounded tired.
The internal affairs of the entire Demon Realm's capital were currently run by Cersei and her watchers. Only the Blood Duke, one of the four dukes of the Demon Realm, was involved.
During this time, Cersei had not slept for almost a week to deal with the internal affairs.
"An alchemy factory has begun to be built on the west side of the city, and the reclamation of the water elemental lord's land is almost complete."
The Prophet stared at the area west of the city, where some alchemy factories had begun to be built with the assistance of the Klia Chamber of Commerce. The Prophet soon saw a convoy on the street.
Judging from the emblem on the carriage, this convoy came from the Falosi.
"This time, they should be here to discuss the export of minerals. There should be some human girls who want to go to the Abyss of Sin," Cersei said in a low voice. "In the past, even I couldn't believe that those human girls would come from the human world to the Demon Realm just to come into contact with those sinful demons."
"Your Highness Cersei, please allow me to go to the Abyss of Sin," the Prophet said, staring at the convoy of carriages.
The Prophet also knew that Cersei let these humans come into contact with the sinful demons to eliminate the humans' fear of them, although … this method did not have any substantial effect at all.
"I need someone to help me monitor the movements of those humans. This task is entrusted to you, Prophet."
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