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Chapter 93

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Under the guidance of the middle-aged butler, Josiah, Hiri, and Herland successfully entered the Crystal Palace.

Mrs. Sizer wanted to invite Josiah to join the conversation of the nobles. It was obvious that she wanted to tell the nobles of other countries that Josiah was something she had her eyes on.

However, Josiah tactfully rejected Mrs. Sizer's invitation.

While waiting for the World's Expo to officially begin, Josiah and Hiri found two small stools and played Hearthstone in Falosi's exhibition hall.

Herland watched quietly from the side as a spectator.

"When I was drawing the concept art for this card, I already felt that … this card's effect is a little too strong, isn't it?"

Hiri was fighting against Josiah. Hiri chose the Sorcerer Jaina, while Josiah chose the Paladin Uther.

Josiah successfully used the Paladin's strongest Orange Carfordin, causing Hiri to completely collapse. She couldn't retreat or advance, and could only be beaten to death by Fordin.

"I think you used Polymorph too early, Hiri."

Herland, who had been watching from the side, whispered to Hiri.

Herland had never played Hearthstone before, and didn't even have an account. However, the rules of the game were very simple. Herland only needed to watch one or two rounds to understand the general rules.

She didn't expect the magic machinery she created to be able to create such an interesting card game.

Just as Herland was about to enter the game himself, a figure filled with hostility stepped into Falosi's exhibition hall.

"Big Sister, do you think the Polymorph spell can really turn a Paladin into a sheep?"

Ciri picked up the magic staff leaning against the side and immediately stood up. At the same time, she asked her sister beside her.

In this world, Spellcasters had also mastered the Shapeshifting Spell that could turn humans into animals, but compared to the spells used by normal Mages, it was more of a voodoo Curse Spell.

That was why there were very few spellcasters in the academy that Herland studied who had mastered such vicious magic.

"I don't think so. I heard from Professor Dunske that this kind of transformation is only effective on the stupid and weak."

Herland looked at the paladin who walked into Falosi's exhibition hall. Judging from her aggressive manner, she didn't look like she was here for an art exhibition or a statue.

Judging from her heavy armor and oppressive aura, she didn't seem to be a weak or stupid person.

Herland imitated Hiri and picked up his short staff. Herland already knew that Josiah's true identity was definitely related to the demons.

The Sacred Army's style had always been to not let any of the demons go. Just like fire and water, they would never coexist.

"Calm down, Hiri. No matter which of the paintings you break, they might be worth a year's worth of your salary."

Josiah used this method to remind Hiri that this was not a place to fight. The paintings here were all from famous Falosi artists, and Mrs. Sizer had even sent someone to guard the place.

"Why are you here?"

Messiah walked to a place not far from Josiah and stopped. She didn't dare to take another step closer.

She didn't have her sword with her, so her combat ability was reduced by more than half. Moreover, Josiah was a terrifying chaos demon.

If Josiah was going to fight, Messiah had to leave enough room for retreat.

"Why are you here? To participate in the World's Fair, of course. "

Josiah gave her a very simple answer, and it was also the truth from the bottom of his heart. Unfortunately, the female knight's years of experience with demons prevented her from believing what Josiah said.

"No matter what you're planning, the Sacred Army will be here soon."

A golden mark appeared on Messiah's hand. This mark was how the Sacred Army communicated with each other on the battlefield. There was only one meaning that the Sacred Army had discovered a demon.

Josh did not explain further because Falosi's servant, who was in charge of guarding the exhibition hall, had already walked over to him.

"I'm sorry, Miss. Please don't use magic here. It's disrespectful to the Falosi artists."

The servant didn't care if Messiah was wearing the armor of the Sacred Army or something else.

This exhibition hall was equivalent to Falosi's territory, and all offensive magic was prohibited. Anyone who dared to violate this was undoubtedly a public provocation to the Falosi.

Messiah opened her mouth to explain that this magic was not offensive, but the other servants guarding the exhibition hall slowly walked towards her, forcing Messiah to withdraw her magic.

"You … Don't you know that he's a demon?"

Messiah pointed at Josiah, hoping that the servant would hand over Josiah after knowing who Josiah was.

Here, Josiah didn't have the protection of those troublesome Dwarves …

"Demon?"

The servant looked back at Josiah, then shook his head at Messiah with a regretful expression.

"I've never heard of such a thing. Mr. Josiah is an important guest of the Duchess. Miss, if you continue to be so hostile towards our guest, we will have to use violent methods to get you out."

The servant's words were very polite, but he was going to use his actions to prove that politeness was only limited to words.

Since when did this demon get to know a Duchess of the Falosi?!

At this moment, Messiah deeply realized that her authority was too small. As a senior Paladin of the Sacred Army, she had no right to provoke the Duchess of other countries.

If she had the status of the Sacred Army's leader, she could easily force Josiah out of this exhibition hall.

"If Miss Messiah doesn't trust me, you can stay here and watch my every move like you did in the Hearthstone Tavern. How about we play a round of hearthstone together?"

Once again, Josh sent a devilish invitation to the Holy Knight, and at the same time, he told the attendants guarding the exhibition hall to calm down.

"This …"

At this moment, Messiah actually hesitated. As a noble Paladin, she shouldn't listen to any advice from a demon.

The female Paladin took a few steps back and walked out of the exhibition hall. The golden inscription in her hand lit up again. She used this method to inform the others in the Crystal Palace of the enemy's appearance, then stepped back into the exhibition hall.

"I won't let you run away, demon." Messiah said with a firm tone.

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