“You’re only going to push her further into the opposition against the Demon Clan.”
Cicilia immediately voiced her objection to Lucifiel.
“Don’t worry, Demon Lord,” Lucifiel said confidently. “From hypnosis to magic and other methods, I have at least nine ways to ensure she serves the Demon Clan forever.”
That sounded extremely ominous…
“There’s no need for that. I’ve already arranged a different plan for her.”
Cicilia shook her head.
She, of course, knew all the methods Lucifiel mentioned. She had experienced them countless times in the game.
Under no circumstances could she let Lucifiel get to the hero—herself!
“There’s something else I’m concerned about.”
Cicilia shifted the topic. “What do you think about the rampant monster outbreaks near Steinburg?”
Monsters were an endless scourge.
No matter how much they tried to control them, during certain seasons or special circumstances, the Demon Clan’s creatures would always appear out of nowhere in endless waves.
But the extent of the monster outbreak around Steinburg was utterly absurd.
From low-level monsters to mid-tier creatures like the den-dwelling tree spirits, all were moving in ways contrary to their usual behavior, as if drawn by some unseen force toward Steinburg.
Cicilia suspected that this outbreak was not natural but caused by some person or entity.
The source was inside Steinburg itself!
This was a matter that concerned the safety of the hero—herself—and had to be dealt with before the situation worsened.
At least they needed to prepare in advance.
“The spies I’ve planted in Steinburg mentioned this,” Lucifiel pondered. “Apparently, the lord of the city brought a sacred relic from the Engria Holy City.”
“A sacred relic? Those things are supposed to drive monsters away,” Cicilia thought of the highest-quality relics in the game.
The hero’s sacred sword.
Although a sword, it came with extremely high casting efficiency.
The sacred sword was currently in the Engria Holy City, and its invisible aura kept monsters away for miles around.
“In theory, yes. But this relic is somewhat special.”
“What is it?”
“Divine blood.” A hint of longing flashed in Lucifiel’s eyes. “A drop of blood from the Goddess of Night and Life.”
From the Old Era to the New Era, over this long stretch of time, gods had never appeared in the world in their true forms.
Nor could they be wounded or bleed.
That drop of blood was a past blessing from the Goddess of Night.
Forget monsters—be they humans, demons, or elves—who wouldn’t want to possess divine blood?
Just a single drop drunk would transform one from the inside out!
Keep in mind, the symbol of the Goddess of Night also carried “Life.”
An ordinary person drinking this blood could gain a lifespan lasting thousands of years!
“I tried having a spy steal the divine blood, but unfortunately, it is kept under the joint custody of the Four Great Nobles. Protected by a barrier, it’s impossible to get close,” Lucifiel sighed lightly.
Otherwise, that drop of divine blood would be the perfect gift to celebrate the Demon Lord’s awakening!
“Divine blood…” Cicilia frowned.
In the game’s storyline, Steinburg also experienced monster outbreaks, but there was no mention of anything related to divine blood.
Another unpredictable variable—what a headache.
“Demon Lord, if you plan to seize that drop of divine blood, I will do everything I can to help you!” Lucifiel shouted.
After failing to satisfy the Demon Lord through massages and ear-licking, she had to do something successful, something to truly please him!
“You’d better focus your attention on the Saint.” Cicilia was somewhat interested in the divine blood, but only mildly.
With that damned protective barrier, how could a few demons break into Steinburg and take the divine blood?
It was nearly impossible.
Better to think about the Saint they would face in seven days.
That big shot residing in the Holy City—why would she suddenly want to lead an army to sneak into the Demon Clan’s magic crystal mine?
She must be bored out of her mind.
The mine was located not far from the border between the Demon Clan’s territory and Steinburg. It was one of the few places on the Demon Clan’s barren land that produced a large amount of mineral resources.
And these were magic crystals—a highly valuable resource worldwide.
Magic crystals, as the name implies, were ores rich in magical energy, commonly used to craft magic tools and wands. Even the scraps could be used to enchant weapons, and the powder could be used to brew potions.
They were like gold in hard currency.
There were very few magic crystal mines worldwide. Every country longed to possess one.
Except for the Demon Clan.
Since the discovery of the magic crystal mine hundreds of years ago, the ores inside had long been completely mined out.
If human soldiers snuck inside now, all they’d see would be collapsed pillars and rusted railways.
Hmph, regardless of what the Saint wanted, if she dared to bring an army into the Demon Clan’s territory, she had to be taught a lesson.
“Lucifiel, how long do you need to prepare that large-scale monster control magic?” Cicilia’s wicked thoughts kept surfacing one after another.
“Three days… no, two days will be enough, Demon Lord. Are you planning to use that spell against the Saint?”
“Low-level monsters can’t affect the Saint. Those are for entertaining her army,” Cicilia’s lips curled. “As for the Saint herself, I’ll prepare a special little surprise.”
Xiali opened her eyes. Outside the window, it was already pitch dark.
“Ugh~ How long have I been talking with Lucifiel?”
She stretched lazily and glanced at the clock hands.
Half past midnight.
Had they really been chatting for several hours without realizing it?
Phew, after a good sleep, her whole body felt much better.
Apparently, switching between the two bodies didn’t affect her sleep quality.
“Gurgle~”
As she stood up, her stomach growled loudly.
Only then did Xiali realize she hadn’t eaten anything since finishing two pieces of white bread the nun had given her at noon.
“Hope the tavern is still open this late… wait, I have no money on me!”
She checked her empty pockets.
Before her commission rewards came in, she didn’t have money to buy food.
She could only try borrowing some from Enis.
Rubbing her stomach, Xiali pushed open her door and glanced at Enis’s room next door. The door was tightly shut, and there was no sound inside.
Asleep?
Well, it was quite late.
She wondered if there was anything edible in the kitchen.
Such a large villa should have some bread or biscuits stored somewhere, right?
“Yes, my lord…”
A voice came from outside on the balcony in the main hall.
Xiali tiptoed over and looked outside.
In Filia’s hands floated a translucent crystal ball, inside which faint, blurry human shapes appeared. It was the communication magic in effect.
Before Xiali could make out anything, Filia sensed her presence, quickly wiped away the crystal ball, and turned to question, “What are you doing?”
“I’m hungry and looking for something to eat… Ahem, what about you?”
“Can’t sleep, came out for some fresh air.” Filia leaned against the railing.
She wore a thin white dress that looked like a veil under the bright moonlight. The hem fluttered slightly in the gentle night breeze.
“…Why is your dress semi-transparent?” Xiali couldn’t help but say.
“Tch! Mind your own business!”
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