Josiah spent half an hour writing a "program" that could add and subtract within ten, which proved that his idea was right.
Josiah's fingertips clicked on the pale white light in front of him, which reminded him of the time when he first came into contact with computers. It was still the era when he used the DOS command to boot.
In the small program Josiah wrote, he entered the formula "1 + 2," and soon the pale white inscription showed "3."
If this went on, it would only take a few months for Josiah to edit a simple operating system with these inscriptions.
Using the brain as the host, compatible with the functions of the CPU, hard disk, and memory, while the eyes were responsible for the function of the display, and then using the hands to replace the mouse and keyboard.
It worked!
Implanting a computer into the brain and replacing the calculation of the human brain with a program, which might take about a hundred years on Earth, Josiah found that in this world, with the power of magic, it was within reach.
But to really realize it, Josiah's knowledge was not enough. His understanding of these inscriptions was too little.
Although Josiah's knowledge made all these inscriptions appear in front of Josiah, Josiah had only been a "mage" for less than half a day.
Even so, it was not a problem for Josiah to use his newly acquired magic to fuse the images of the protocrystals together. One protocrystal recorded a scene, and then all the crystals were transferred into one protocrystal.
Although this method was a little troublesome, in this era where there was not even a light bulb, the third prince's invention was several centuries ahead.
"Miss Hiri, I suggest you don't go too far away from me. The thing on your neck will automatically detonate if you are more than 20 meters away from me."
After finishing the study of inscriptions, Josiah picked up a pen and paper, ready to continue writing the script of "Beauty and the Demon."
But before writing, Josiah felt that it was necessary to tell the sorceress not to run around in someone else's room.
"… I … I didn't."
Hiri withdrew her hand from the doorknob and looked at the demon facing the desk.
When Josiah learned the Inscription of the God of Order, he sat in front of his desk and focused on studying it. He had no intention of paying attention to her at all.
This also gave Hiri the illusion that 'maybe I can take this opportunity to escape.'
It took Hiri a long time to reach the door slowly like a cat. Before she could open the door, she had no choice but to return to her original position because of Josiah's words.
Hiri didn't wish to die in such a miserable way as having her head separated. No … if the crystal on her neck exploded, her death would be even more miserable than having her head chopped off.
"…"
Hiri stood still and waited for another ten minutes, but Josiah didn't give her any new instructions.
Feeling bored, she stared at Josiah's back. Finally, she couldn't hold back her curiosity and walked a few steps to Josiah's desk.
Humans usually feared demons because of their ferocious appearance. When Hiri calmed down, she realized that Josiah's appearance was no different from a human's.
This slightly eased Hiri's anxiety. Then, Hiri's eyes were attracted by the script that Josiah was writing.
When the plot developed to the female protagonist Belle being imprisoned by the demon in order to save her father, Hiri suddenly realized that her experience seemed to be very similar to the female protagonist in the script, except that she was captured.
Hiri could already imagine how inhumane the demon would treat Belle, just like she could imagine her own fate.
However, the following development was far beyond Hiri's expectations. The plot changed from the moment the demon saved Belle from a pack of wolves. Belle's first dinner with the demon, the ball in the castle that only belonged to the two of them … No matter which scene it was, after Josiah's description, it was enough to awaken any woman's yearning for romance.
"It's just a story, right?"
Hiri looked at Josiah's description. Curiosity once again overcame her fear, and finally, she took the initiative to ask Josiah.
"Of course, there's still a big difference between the story and reality. For example, the female protagonist Belle's figure is much better than yours, Miss Hiri."
Of course, Josiah knew what this female magician was thinking. Her experience was indeed very similar to Belle's in the script.
If it wasn't for the fact that she might faint when she saw a demon of Zenas's level, Josiah might have let her try to be the female protagonist.
Hiri immediately understood what Josiah was referring to. She covered her chest and took a few steps back. Her face was flushed. Before she could organize her words to refute, there was a knock on the door, and Hiri swallowed the words she wanted to say.
"Find a place to hide."
Josiah pointed to the only bookshelf in his room. There was barely enough space for one person to hide there.
The other demons in the Devil Realm more or less had some prejudice against humans. It would be fine if it was their servant, but the person waiting outside the door was not Josiah's servant.
When it came to the issue of her life, Hiri obediently ran behind the bookshelf and hid.
Josiah also quickly walked to the door and opened the door of his room.
"I remember that there shouldn't be any experiments worthy of your supervision recently, sister."
Standing at the door of Josiah's room was the second princess, Cersei Yanorod.
Unlike his elder brother who lived at the border all year round, Josiah's sister, Cersei, served as a monitor in the capital of the Devil Realm, managing the order of the capital.
In the Third Prince's impression, this second sister's character was so upright that she was not like a demon. At the age of fifteen, she began to take on the role of a monitor. She dealt with all the big and small cases in the capital in a swift and decisive manner. She was completely the image of a good and commendable police officer.
"I just sensed a human's magical wave from you."
Cersei's hair color and pupils were different from Josiah's crimson. They were the color of flames. Under the gaze of these pupils, anyone who tried to lie in front of her would feel a tremble from the bottom of their heart.
This was a kind of silent oppression.
"Some small experiments I did using human magic."
An inscription made of pale white light appeared on Josiah's hand. The inscription lasted for a second or two before disappearing. The inscription was gradually corroded by Josiah's gray magic representing Chaos. Then Josiah looked at Cersei.
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