Chapter 42 Victory is imminent [VIP]

The room was completely silent, and the curse words made up of magic elements lingered in the air for a long time.

Being called a beast by a pet, Karen remained silent for a while.

Considering that the other party had a backer, he took off the ruby ​​from his sleeve and placed it in front of the ferret.

Karen has excellent observation skills, just like her bright fur. Ferrets love shiny things.

"Holy...I'll send someone to register for your pre-sale quota."

Satisfied with the answer, the Snow Ferret left a strangely shaped message stone to pay for the book, and then disappeared into the sky with the gem as a stream of light.

Karen breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure from the ferret's waving of its claws was almost as great as that of a great magician.

He lowered his head and glanced at the communication stone, his face lit up with joy.

Even if this communication stone cannot contact the saint, it can still contact the ferret. Its value can be imagined.

I just didn’t expect that the saint could be so gossipy that he would send his pet out to buy books.

Seeing that the others present also looked as if they had discovered some important secret, Karen immediately realized that everyone was thinking the same thing.

He coughed lightly: "Don't say what you shouldn't say."

The first day was mainly a warm-up, and Lillian had already prepared the promotional headlines. A picture of a traffic jam caused by tens of thousands of people rushing to buy in the Holy City was printed in various cities in advance.

The new section adds an author introduction column, with the proposed title "Hellfire Boy, the Flame of Revenge is About to Burn".

The author's special identity, the novel's explicit content, and the fact that it's currently sold out everywhere are all mixed in. Who could refuse?

Despite the best expectations, the popularity of the event in less than forty-eight hours had exceeded the Rhine Chamber of Commerce's imagination.

In some small counties, once pre-sale spots become available, they will be taken up immediately.

This trend even spread to other ethnic groups. They went to see it out of curiosity, but found that they couldn't get a seat.

With their status, they can’t even get a pre-sale spot?

Is this appropriate!

Buy, must buy.

Demon Realm, not long ago, Alec persuaded the two crown princes to transfer the wealth from the hunting trip back. He thought he had won the battle, but early in the morning he received the news that Luke's wealth value had soared.

He was so frightened and angry that he almost broke his teeth.

"What on earth is he selling? Whatever it is, it won't be hard to sabotage it."

Food and medicine can be poisoned, and for movies, it is even easier to tamper with the master tapes. Books can be made even easier by publicizing that the content is ugly, and then taking out a master-level magic book to compare prices, making people feel that it is not worth buying.

The spy reported carefully: "Sell, sell the quota."

"?"

Unable to explain it in a few words, the spy simply took out the newspaper.

Among the many superficial and exaggerated words, Alec finally saw the word "pre-sale". For a moment he stood there like a statue.

The spies below have a lot of grievances to report.

Why destroy anything when there is no physical object?

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[Is it the extinction of humanity or the decline of morality?]

At this moment, Luke is still writing his new book.

The feather pen was leaning on one side, his eyebrows raised, and he scanned the contents on the manuscript paper.

It basically describes how the Saint and the Holy See have disagreements on some issues, and she begins to ponder the boundaries of human nature and morality.

Luke wrote about the devil and the saint in two extreme styles. When describing the saint, he directly portrayed her as someone who is untainted by the mud.

"You really know how to put people on the grill."

It would be fine if the saint was truly noble and pure.

But she is two-faced. When the darkness within the Holy Court is revealed in the future, only the Saint will continue to be noble. It would be strange if the others who are exposed don't have any objections.

Suddenly there was a loud laugh from outside.

The door was not closed, and the voice of the Lord of Red Banyan City came from far away, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Even I have heard about your sales miracle among the human race." The Lord of Red Banyan City laughed: "There are still vendors in the border areas who are doing purchasing business privately."

Luke was naturally happy that he could go upstream.

The prediction of fate was indeed very accurate. This person was here specifically to defeat Alex.

Luke had been absorbed in writing these past two days. He heard that the pre-sales were good, but he didn't know the specific results, so he stopped to ask.

"That's the number I heard about." The City Lord of Hongrong held up two fingers and solemnly stated the unit: "100 million."

Luke subconsciously said: "A small goal?"

The Lord of Hongrong City couldn't help but look up to him. Two hundred million was actually just a small goal, and it was something that could lead to great things.

"Unless Alec convinces all the other crown princes, maybe..."

You might be the final winner.

The last sentence was so shocking that even the Lord of Red Banyan City didn't say it out loud.

In addition to sales, today's newspaper also published news about the Dragon Clan, saying that they are helping Moko City build tourism.

There has never been a precedent of failure in the industrial development carried out by the dragon clan themselves. All of this stems from the friendship with Iliad. It goes without saying who the demons there will vote for.

Not to mention that the Lord of Red Banyan City secretly conducted a survey and found that everyone was randomly throwing themselves into Iliad.

Luke was still immersed in the joy of two hundred million.

The goods have not yet been put into production, so there is no need to deduct additional costs, and the final statistical results will be extremely favorable to him.

"Finally."

Luke breathed a sigh of relief. Over the past month, from the duel to the movie release, and then to the first speech, the last link of pre-sale has been completed.

The Lord of Red Banyan City had no idea of ​​the hardships he had gone through along the way and only thought that the other party was immersed in the joy of impending victory.

The feather pen witnessed Luke's growth and could understand this feeling to some extent.

The weak boy has already broken free from his cocoon skin and is ready to spread his wings and fly high.

This is the real "Spring Breaking".

The Lord of Red Banyan City left without even drinking a cup of tea.

He came to tell Luke the good news, but more importantly, to remind him not to let his guard down.

Last time, Princess Mary and the Fifth Prince were able to use the teleportation array to do something, who knows if the other princes will use any secret tricks in the last few days.

He didn't want the Crown Prince to get into trouble in Hongrong City again.

Of course, Luke is also aware of this, and he knows even more clearly that the strength of an individual is the real strength. So after the Lord of Hongrong City left, he took the time to practice.

Since yesterday, the power of faith in my body has become even purer and more surging.

“Who can resist the story of not despising the poor young man?”

Even in the Holy Demon Continent, which looks down on the weak, everyone still longs to break free from the existing class, and their series of actions to challenge the authority of the Demon King and other crown princes, to some extent, hit a hidden pleasure point in their hearts.

The sales success further expanded his fame.

In other words, now there are demons and humans who really like Luke.

Only the real ones!

Quill supervised his practice.

"You are not very skilled in the shrinking spell." If you want to better emit the truth, it is far from enough now.

"Huh?" Luke, who was still practicing until smoke came out of his head, suddenly opened his eyes, showing a look of complete surprise.

Quill thought something had gone wrong with his training, and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

Luke was puzzled: "There is a strange light spot in my body."

It is only the size of a water drop, but the energy it contains is even greater than the light spot of the dragon clan in the past.

I hadn't noticed it before because its color wasn't as bright as the other light spots, but rather a bit gray.

Quill stepped closer, "Let me sense it, don't resist."

It was easy to sense each other under the blood pact. When Luke did not move, the feather pen easily saw countless golden avenues outside his broken soul.

At the end of the road are countless spots of light, floating around the golden man like fluttering butterflies.

Quill was pleased with Luke's rate of progress, as the little man's head to neck were already lit up.

Next, he checked inch by inch, and after some effort, he finally found a slightly dim light spot.

Just as Luke said, the gray is just its protective color, and the energy contained in it is almost overloaded.

It is impossible for the dragon clan to have such strange light spots of color, but apart from the dragon clan, who else would have such strong feelings for Luka?

Quill sneered at the blip.

He doesn't take the initiative to get close to me, but silently occupies the position close to my heart. At first glance, he is a mentally twisted and dangerous person.

Find him and execute him.

For this purpose, the feather pen spent some of its energy and blood to trace back the origin of the dark light spot and try to find the source.

“Hmm…”

The blood in his body began to coagulate and Luke felt a little uncomfortable, but he endured it for a while.

However, this feeling of shackles continued to deepen, and just as Luke was about to ask, the uncomfortable feeling suddenly disappeared.

Almost at the same time, a strong wave appeared in front of him, and the feather pen took a few steps back as if it had been electrocuted.

Luke was stunned by such a big reaction.

"What's the problem?"

Quill stood in the shadows with a very strange expression. After a long while, he said, "No. I just used up too much energy."

Luke narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

Quill said slowly: "The color of the light spot is wrong. It is related to the race. Some special races have special souls, such as... for example, high dark elves."

I see.

Luke remembered that when the movie was released, Grover specially invited a high-level dark elf to watch the premiere together.

Could it be that this group of people have a masochistic constitution and turned from haters to fans after watching this?

"You continue to practice." Quill never looked at him directly again, "I'll go check if there are any spies nearby."

Before he finished speaking, the figure disappeared from the room.

Lujia was puzzled. If he wanted to check, was it necessary to use space movement?

The weather outside is nice and the temperature has risen a little after a long time.

I don’t know if it was because of the hot sun that made him irritable, but after Quill Pen came out, he walked faster and faster. When he finally stopped, his face was as gloomy as water.

How is that possible?

The source of that dim light... was actually on me.

So the abnormal mood during this period and the excessive attention to Luke were not due to the blood covenant at all?

There was a sound of a door opening in front.

The feather pen restrained all emotions in an instant and found that it had arrived at the dragon clan's temporary residence without knowing when.

Currently, all other dragons have gone to Moko City to work on infrastructure construction, and only Berlani stayed behind to prevent the crown prince from sending demon generals to assassinate him.

The way he looked at Quill was not as gentle as when he looked at Luke, but rather there was something meaningful in it.

When the assassination attempt occurred that day, the means displayed by the feather pen were not what the Holy See would use.

The truth was not exposed, but it was because Luke and Quill looked very familiar with each other, and even seemed to be actively covering for each other.

In the cold and silent atmosphere, the feather pen suddenly spoke:

"If an individual suddenly experiences abnormal mood changes, with joy and anxiety coexisting, and worry and expectation coexisting, what does this mean?"

Dragons are a wise race. He tried to get an authoritative answer from the other party, but he might already have the answer in his heart.

Berlani said indifferently: "It means he has a child."

“…”

Quill's eyelids twitched slightly.

He recalled the first time Lujia practiced and sensed the magical elements, she said three words: I'm pregnant.

Then his eyelids twitched again. Why did you think of Luke again?

"I told you so." Berlani, who had given an outrageous answer earlier, suddenly raised his eyelids and stared at the quill: "He is still a child."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Obviously, Blaney had already heard the true meaning of Quill's words.

Less than a quarter of an hour had passed since the gray light was discovered, and there were many things that even the feather pen itself had not figured out.

Completely ignoring the threat, he said something incomprehensible: "What if you don't like it?"

I don't know whether I'm asking Blaney or myself.

The fledgling effect, the unknown drawbacks of the blood pact, the suspension bridge effect, he tried to dig out various possible explanations.

Berlani's eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Are you blind?"

So good, why not like it?

Feather pen: “…”

The Dragons always speak directly to the point.

"Everything should remain as it is. I am not interested in your background or anything about you."

As long as he protected Luke without hesitation, risking exposure, like on the day of the attack, he could turn a blind eye.

After showing his attitude, Berlani sighed, is this what it feels like to be a parent?

I have so much worries every day.

He suddenly remembered that he and Luke had no blood relationship.

It doesn't matter.

Just treat the Demon King and the Saint as if they are dead and entrust your child to him.

It doesn't look like this couple can outlive a dragon.

Blaney was immersed in the joy of inheriting someone else's child. Seeing this, Feather Pen didn't even say hello and went back to the house in deep thought.

Luke was practicing spells. When it came to spells, he always preferred quality over quantity.

Seeing the quill, Pause said, "You're being weird today."

With his observation skills, he would definitely find clues if he continued to guess.

Quill naturally changed the subject, "Drink the soul supplement. When I sensed it before, there were still many cracks in your soul."

"There are cracks in everything," Luke said calmly, "That's light..."

Quill looked at him coolly.

Luke stopped the second half of the sentence and said with a wry smile: "Drink it now."

In fact, he never felt that there was anything wrong with his soul.

"The soul determines the upper limit," Quill reminded, "When the soul is strong, your strength will increase further."

Luke's eyes suddenly lit up: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

The strength party should do it first as a sign of respect!

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

I was just about to remind him that it would be very stimulating if he drank it in one gulp, but it was too late. Quill frowned.

It smells very fresh, but feels very spicy as it flows down your throat.

"Yes, a little bit high."

Luka forced himself to swallow, suppressing the discomfort. When the last bite entered his stomach, it was as if something exploded in his mind, like the buzzing of millions of mosquitoes.

The drunken feeling paralyzed his mind. Luke squatted down uncomfortably and covered his ears tightly.

Someone supported him. It was Quill. He seemed to be saying something, over and over again, but Luke couldn't hear it at all. He just wanted the severe tinnitus to disappear, even if he had to faint.

The bottle fell to the ground and rolled around. The next second, Lujia’s eyes went dark and he passed out.

…

Dark and silent, it was like being in a vacuum, and the body exploded into particles.

The floating feeling became stronger and stronger, and Luke couldn't tell whether he had fainted or his soul had left his body.

His head hurt, but also felt comfortable. The feeling of ice and fire was truly intoxicating. When the two forces finally balanced out, he could finally see something.

This is a room with densely packed books around it.

Just like playing an early web horror game, Luke felt like he was looking at the scenes through the screen, which was very unreal.

squeak.

The door suddenly opened.

A child walked in, and as the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed, Luke trembled all over.

A very familiar face, very similar to him when he was a child.

The only two differences were that the child had waist-length hair, looked like he had rarely been exposed to the sun, and had excessively pale skin, making him look like an exquisite doll.

It seemed that there was no other person in the room, and the child stopped beside the bookshelf near the inside.

Luke took a vague look and saw that the place was full of forbidden magic books.

The book below seemed to have been read before, and the child stood on tiptoe to reach the book above, stretching his arms out with great effort the whole time.

After the initial panic passed, Luke just felt a little sad and funny. He had seen so much magic, but in the end he couldn't even pick up a book.

Bang.

After struggling for a while, the child finally touched the edge of one of the books, and the book fell out during the rummaging.

The book was not thick and it only left a red mark on the corner of his forehead.

The child is not tall enough, but his IQ is high enough.

Even though the text is very old and has changed from what is currently circulated, it can still be barely recognized.

"Diary..." The child tried hard to identify the words and read them out softly one by one: "Alex's diary."

Luke's eyes widened slightly.

At this moment, he even forgot about his physical discomfort and floated over.

Just as he was about to approach the child and the diary, a huge suction force came from above his head, and everything in front of him turned into blurry black dots in an instant.

Luke tried hard to open his eyes wide, wanting to see it clearly again, even just once!

Amid the painful pulling sensation, the suction became stronger and stronger, as if sucking people into a whirlpool.

The picture was torn apart in an instant, and Luke woke up suddenly.

The light hurt his eyes, and he moved his fingers, and found himself lying on the bed, holding his other hand tightly, his whole body twitching slightly.

His eyes followed the clenched fingers upwards, and the quill was staring at him intently.

The author has something to say:

Excerpt from Luke's diary:

Berlani: There are many kinds of emotional feedback. Why not consider friends first?

Alex: ...

Berlani: See, your blind spot has already given you the answer.

Alex was silent.

A dim flame flashed by.

That day, Luke: Hey, why is there a page missing from my diary? !

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I'll be able to get the results tomorrow, and successfully finish it at the weekend, ahahaha~