Chapter 685
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Cersei stood on the castle wall and looked down at the long line of people.
The Grey Fog did not only reduce the amount of food, but the most fatal thing was that many civilians were affected by the Grey Fog, especially the chaos demons. Many people got indirect headaches.
Cersei had heard her subordinates complain several times about the stabbing pain in the brain that would appear from time to time.
The golden potions that Josiah gave her could also cure this disease, but the number of potions was too little.
This time, the high elves that Josiah brought had the ability to cure this disease.
The branches that they summoned could clean up the dormant Grey Fog in the bodies of more than 20 civilians at once.
After these civilians received treatment from the high elven priests, they immediately bowed respectfully to Cersei, who was standing on the city wall.
In the hearts of the civilians of the Demon Realm's capital, the second princess had long become a protector-like existence. They took it for granted that the arrival of these foreign healers was due to Cersei.
"These honors should have belonged to you."
Cersei monitored the crowd below, but her attention was on Josiah, who was sitting on the battlement behind her.
"But elder sister, you are more suitable for these honors than I am, and you need them more."
Josiah kept yawning. Since completing the construction of Assequero's server, Josiah had not slept for almost four days, so it was natural that he would be sleepy.
"…"
Cersei turned her head and looked at Josiah for a long time.
Her younger brother's face did not change at all, but in a disaster two years ago, Cersei's memory was that he had been sucked into a magical turbulence because of an experiment. When the magical turbulence subsided, he had stopped breathing.
But in the end, Josiah still appeared in his room unscathed.
Cersei had long noticed something unusual, but she did not say it … Because Cersei had always believed that her brother survived in the end.
But ever since Josiah took the initiative to leave the Demon Realm for the human world, every time Josiah returned to the Demon Realm, Cersei felt that the person in front of her would become a little stranger, or a lot stranger.
More and more holes began to appear in Cersei's belief that she survived in the end.
But even now, Cersei still believed in it, even though she knew that it was a lie to deceive herself.
"Thank you."
Cersei turned her head and continued to look below. After Josiah went to the human world, it was a fact that life in the Demon Realm was getting better.
Josiah didn't try to find a topic to talk to Cersei. Josiah understood that the less time he had to talk to the second princess, the better.
"I should be the one thanking you. Elder Sister, please come to Noland again when you have time."
After Josiah said this, he walked down the city wall. Cersei looked at Josiah's back as he left, and the cold expression on her face was subconsciously replaced by a smile.
The Demon Realm didn't have any sense of belonging to Josiah. The castle in the capital city was not even as much like a home as Noland's Hearthstone Tavern.
The reason why Josiah would help the demons was entirely because of the issue of position. As Cersei said, this was Josiah's last support. Even if there was a big mess in the human world, the Demon Realm could still provide shelter for Josiah.
… …
"I think Josiah, you're just afraid of trouble."
Hiri held a sweet potato, a specialty of the Demon Realm, and followed beside Josiah. She heard the slightly awkward conversation between Josiah and Cersei just now.
"There are no government-related skills in my skills."
The resources Josiah had at hand could reshuffle the forces of the entire Demon Realm, but Josiah had no interest in intervening in the political struggles of any country.
A dark green gate suddenly appeared at the entrance of the castle, and a sin demon walked out of it. The next moment, the Blood Duke appeared at the gate with his minions.
This scene made the chaos demons receiving treatment outside the city instantly nervous. Most of them were monitors under Cersei's command.
The fact that the Blood Duke had appeared at the castle gates without notice and brought so many spawns with him was already considered an act of 'rebellion'.
At this moment, Cersei jumped down from the city wall and landed between Josiah and the Blood Duke.
"Your Grace, what is the purpose of your visit this time?"
Cersei looked cautiously at the Blood Duke and the minions behind him. Cersei guessed that the Blood Duke had failed in his negotiation with Josiah, so he planned to take Fuya away by force.
"Forgive my haste, Your Highness Cersei." The Blood Duke noticed that the monitors behind him had quietly surrounded them, and immediately apologized to Cersei in a sincere tone. "I was only ordered by His Highness Josiah to bring all the minions who have used the Weave to see him."
"Josiah's order?"
Cersei remembered that Josiah had told the Blood Duke that he was preparing to form a professional team in Holy Spirit. She knew very little about the Weave, and did not understand what a professional team meant.
"The formation of the team is a little complicated. Let's talk inside?"
Josiah remembered that in the Iron Nation, such professional teams were called "knights" or "legions", but here, Josiah was more used to calling them teams.
This suggestion temporarily eased the tense atmosphere at the castle gate. Cersei brought the Blood Duke and her minions all the way to the central hall of the castle.
Green flames burned in the hall's furnace, and a map of the entire Realm of Demons hung on the wall. The decorations made Josiah feel like he was back in Assequero.
"Your Highness Josiah, I've underestimated your abilities."
The Blood Duke stared at the map hanging on the wall. This map was drawn with mana, and could accurately reflect the changes in the Realm of Demons.
A small part of the map had already turned grey.
"You've already played Holy Spirit?" Josiah asked.
"I've tried that … magical game."
The Fresh Blood Duke thought for a moment, and in the end, he chose to describe "Holy Spirit" as miraculous. In less than an hour, the Fresh Blood Duke had probably experienced more emotions than he had accumulated in a century.
"And I've already seen the works that Fuya posted on the Weave. You've already gathered tens of thousands of followers for Fuya. All you need to do is make Fuya's appearance and voice appear on the Weave!"
"I've already made this public. Open the Weave and take a look."
Josiah found a rather soft chair in the central hall and sat down. He then opened the interface of the Weave and opened the Weave.
The Blood Duke opened the Weave, and in the most conspicuous place was the title "Fuya is broadcasting."
Broadcasting … What was this?
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