Chapter 34 Speech [VIP]
With the diary as the carrier, greedy souls as the nourishment, and sacrifice as the channel, perhaps this former continental legend has never died out.
If it were an ordinary person, he would never dare to think in this direction. After all, it has been too long since the era when Alex lived.
But the devil was almost certain.
"Iliad..."
A thin figure appeared in his mind.
The Demon King no longer paid any attention to his only child since he learned that the child could not sense elemental forces.
When Iliad was young, he voluntarily gave up the fiefdom under the jurisdiction of the crown prince, and his only request was to let the low-level magic servants collect various books for him.
As time goes by, the child who was abandoned at the beginning has the strength to challenge Alec to a duel.
The only explanation is the diary.
The other party had obtained "Alex's Diary" and made a deal with it.
But there is a big flaw in this assumption.
The magician who blew himself up earlier had a cold aura, which is a common characteristic of those who sell their souls. But when they met in the Holy City, Iliad did not have the same aura.
The devil's unfathomable blood-red eyes gradually revealed some terrifying calculations.
Does this mean that the child has a much greater opportunity than a diary?
With something in mind, he immediately set out to return to the Demon Realm.
The Demon King's spatial speed was excellent, and he reached the border of the Demon Realm in less than half a day.
Below, a drunk merchant was surrounded by guards and swore:
"Iliad definitely deliberately wanted to take revenge on the continent. In the end, the protagonist offered his soul and made a deal with the devil. He deliberately stopped there!"
If he wasn't in a hurry to deliver the goods to the border, he would have hired a few thugs to throw rotten eggs at the other party's residence.
Soul, transaction.
Due to his previous speculation, the Demon King suddenly became interested.
Maybe I should go see that movie.
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Dark City has been in a fractious mood lately.
Hate lasts longer than love.
A beautiful story can bring a moment of warmth, but a story with a poisonous ending is guaranteed to be remembered ten years later.
For the demon clan who was exposed to crematorium literature for the first time and happened to stop at the point where the crematorium was about to begin, they wanted to rip the author's skull off.
There is something even more embarrassing.
Just like human city-states, statues of the Demon King can be seen everywhere in the demon city. However, recently they dare not take a closer look, because they can't help but identify with him once they see him.
A fact that had been forgotten for a long time was whispered again.
"In fact, the Dark City has always been inherited by the heir of the Demon King. After Iliad gave it up, it fell into the hands of the... the Grand Prince."
The title "Your Highness" is a bit hot to pronounce.
It doesn’t seem big.
Pretty stupid.
It should obviously be the Second Prince.
No one found it strange before, because the Demon Realm could not tolerate a waste who was content with his position, but ever since Luke and Alec stood on the same duel field, this premise was overturned.
After the release of The True and False Young Master, the dusty past entered the minds of the audience in a despicable way.
As the instigator of everything, he is still expressing his views on the diary.
"No wonder there are always legends about you on the continent!"
What is it that even after thousands of years of death, its influence still lingers, and what is it that even today, we dare not mention its full name.
With people flocking to do the business every few years, how could it not become a long-lasting legend?
The quill remained indifferent and said, "They are afraid of my great reputation."
Luke: “Hehe.”
“…”
After satisfying his curiosity, Luke took a deep breath and stopped thinking about the diary for the time being.
He still had a lot of things to deal with and had to resolve the current predicament first.
Now that Alec has freed up his hands, there is a chorus of curses outside, "We need to leave the Dark City as soon as possible."
Anyway, Heihong’s popularity has been raised, so he just needs to prepare for the next speech step by step.
"Tayas Island, Tirebog, Klee Watchtower..." A large map was spread out on the table, and slender white fingertips were moving across several key points one by one.
“It’s a bit difficult.”
The dragon clan once brought him images of speeches by other crown princes. Beneath the gorgeous speeches, the essence was a distribution of interests and promises to the subjects.
During this period, we must avoid areas where other crown princes have greater say to prevent assassination.
Feather Pen was leaning on the edge of the bed at this time, and his wide sleeves covered half of his claw. When there were no outsiders around, he was too lazy to take care of his arm.
"Other crown princes have armies, wealth, and support from relevant interest groups. What can you offer?"
Luke remained silent.
The quill suddenly revealed a strange and cruel smile: "Why not give them diaries?"
"Puff..." Lujia almost choked after taking a sip of scented tea.
I am still too kind to this world, and the sin of releasing the movie can be written off.
From this perspective, Alex serves as a spiritual comfort dog.
Luke couldn't help but quickly touch the other person's head twice.
"What are you doing?" Feather Pen looked puzzled.
Luke said guiltily, "My hair is sticking up."
If Quill knew he was being compared to a canine, he would probably make a scene.
With a light cough, Lujia quickly changed the subject and said, "I have an appointment with the Dragon Clan in a while, so you'd better pay attention to your image."
The feather pen snorted when he heard this, and slowly forged a skin for the hand bones.
Boom boom boom.
Almost at the same time, there was a knock on the door.
Luke went to open the door, and it was Berlani and the green crystal dragon who came in. Grover was still comforting a few old friends who were in a bad mood after watching the movie, and another giant dragon ran to the black market.
Luke asked them to sit down and poured them tea first.
His movements were not smooth, but the porcelain color and slender wrists together were pleasing to the eye.
Seeing the map on the table that had not been put away yet, Berlani intuitively realized that Luke's participation in the hunt was more than just empty talk.
The Green Crystal Dragon pointed out his intention directly and openly: "You want to get our help."
Lujia put down the teapot, but mentioned other things first: "Once Huishou wins, we will become the biggest beneficiary of the Demon King's pilgrimage resource allocation. After taking over, the fiefdom will pay a tribute of one million gold coins to the Demon King every year."
Simply put, the devil didn't have time to take care of too many things, so he handed them over to the crown prince and became the rent collector himself.
"The key areas such as Dark City and Krolet City will also face a change of ownership by then."
"Once I become the winner, I will expel some of the existing princes' vassals in these cities, and at the same time give 20% of the annual profit to the dragon clan."
The dragon clan is not short of money, but that doesn't mean they don't value income. No big clan will sit back and enjoy all the wealth.
Of course, Luke’s money was not given for free.
After calculating the approximate number, the Green Crystal Dragon restrained its previous indifference and looked at Berlani.
Berlani was the most educated dragon in the dragon clan, well-read. For the first time, he did not respond to Luke's words immediately. He thought about it for two seconds from a purely business perspective and asked, "Are you willing to give it up?"
Luke nodded without hesitation.
The Quill that Watches Everything: ...
How can I not be willing to do so?
It’s not in his interest anyway, at least not now.
For example, the Dark City still belongs to Alec, and there is no trace of other fiefdoms.
But look how seriously they are discussing this.
Quill looked straight at Luke.
Several princes restrained the Demon King, so the Demon King adopted the sons of seven of the princes, and then expelled Luke when he came of age, telling the entire Demon Realm with his actions that the future Demon King will be born from these crown princes.
In order to support their younger generations, these princes would fight each other from time to time even though they knew it was a conspiracy.
The devil is using the illusory throne of the future to seduce these princes.
Luke is even worse.
Directly use the interests of other crown princes.
Cunning, strong, rogue, and a little bit... cute.
The quill seemed to see a young demon king who had already begun to show his potential.
At about the same time, a smile flashed across Berlani's naturally cold eyes: "What do you want to buy with your 20%?"
Even princes cannot interfere with the will of voters or intervene in voting. In the demon clan, this is a capital crime, and as an outsider, it is even more impossible to interfere.
"Purchase the dragon's deterrent power." Lujia slowly closed the map and changed the subject: "Tomorrow I will give my first speech at the Klee Watchtower."
The demons who had taken root there must have heard a lot of rumors about him and were extremely curious about him.
Berlani raised an eyebrow.
The Klee Watchtower is barren, but the demon warriors there are very powerful.
Moreover, this is a very rebellious place, as the ancestors have launched two assassination attempts on the Demon King.
Therefore, crown princes of all generations would skip over this barbaric place when preaching.
Luke has collected a lot of information about the Klee Watchtower in the past two days. Next, he plans to write a speech based on the situation, and then he will sneak out to purchase some supplies.
He looked at Berlani and asked if he had any other requests or questions.
Originally, it was nothing, but when Berlani looked at this childish face, he couldn't help but put his big hand on his head and said, "Drink more animal milk and grow taller."
“…”
That night, taking advantage of the darkness and high winds, Luke made a series of preparations and wrapped himself in a cloak, ready to migrate.
The innkeeper saw him but did not stop him.
There have been too many angry spectators throwing vegetable leaves and fish bones through the window in the past two days, and his window is almost becoming a garbage dump.
Luke wrapped himself tightly in a skull mask and a cape. He said softly as he passed by the counter, "I will be giving a speech at the Keli Watchtower the day after tomorrow. If you sell the news to the newspaper, it will be your compensation."
The shop owner didn't react until Luke left.
Fearing that the news would leak out first, he immediately rushed to the newspaper office and came out with a bag of gold coins.
The innkeeper was delighted when he received the money.
One vote doesn't hurt.
This year, his vote will go to Eliade.
A streak of light flashed in the distant sky. It was the giant dragon carrying Luke away.
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There are a total of one thousand and one cities and seventy-two tribes in the Demon Realm, which are divided according to their combat power, and there are a total of ninety-eight large cities.
Klee Watchtower is known as the Barbarian Culture. It is the only city with top combat power but extremely backward economy.
Because it is troublesome to win votes in this place, the crown princes of all generations prefer to spend more time in the developed Eastern Demon Realm.
It was sunrise when Luke left the Dark City and arrived at the Klee Watchtower.
The air between heaven and earth is very dry, and it feels a bit choking when you breathe it in your lungs.
He looked towards the door in front of him.
Compared with the Dark City, this place seems to be still in the Stone Age. The buildings have no aesthetic appeal, they are like square iron cages, anyone living inside would feel suffocated.
The local demons often go out to take on high-commission assassination orders, so the Klee Watchtower is also called the Blood Tower.
Luke said to Brani and the others, "Wait a moment. I will ask a soldier to deliver a message."
He walked quickly forward and spoke a few words to the soldier. Soon, the soldier hurried towards a towering watchtower in the distance.
Soldiers patrol the watchtower non-stop every day.
It is more like guarding against local people rather than foreigners.
Which legitimate demon clan could have two ancestors who were able to assassinate the Demon King?
Unfortunately, the demons of the Klee Sentry Tower are a formidable fighting force during wartime and cannot be completely wiped out.
The guard came to ask for instructions: "His Highness Iliad has sent a message that a hunting competition speech will be held in the square at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."
The captain was unusually tall and said indifferently, "Let him be."
The other party was able to enter the city safely thanks to Long Wei. But this can only guarantee safety at most, but it will not make any bored demons willing to listen to his preaching.
How stupid does one have to be to think of coming to Klisao Tower to canvass for votes?
In less than twenty-four hours, this sentence underwent an extreme reversal.
Looking from the watchtower, the distance was pitch black, and even the wind blowing from afar seemed much noisier.
Captain: "...Go and see what's going on?"
There were so many demons crowding around below that the guards wasted some time. When they came back, the mechanical clock had moved half an hour.
"Report, Cuckoo eggs are being distributed in the square!"
The captain thought he had heard it wrong, and his tone became cold: "What did you say?"
"I asked, anyone who goes to listen to the lecture today can get ten cuckoo eggs for free."
"?"
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The square is full of magic mountains and seas.
The feather pen was doubting the pen's origin. Why would a group of warmongers come to listen to the speech just for a few eggs?
"Who can resist the temptation of distributing eggs?" Luke looked at his audience and was very satisfied.
Magic practice is not like fasting for immortality, any magician needs to eat. Cuckoo eggs are a very nutritious food. They are not expensive, but not cheap either. They are a perfect breakthrough for the extremely economically poor Keli Sentry Tower.
Especially those old demons who have entered the aging period, they will certainly not miss the chance to get eggs for free.
Quill still couldn't understand.
Not to mention him, even the dragon clan couldn't understand it.
There were few crown princes who came here, but there were some.
Once, the crown prince tried to send servants to negotiate, saying that he could give each demon several silver coins, which were more valuable than cuckoo eggs. However, he was kicked out of the city gate.
"Are cuckoo eggs some kind of universal currency?" Blaney began to seriously recall all the books he had read.
There was a mess below, and everyone was asking where to get the cuckoo egg, completely ignoring Luke himself.
Luke shook his head at Berlani and the others, indicating that there was no need to intimidate them. The more they suppressed these rebels, the more rebellious they would become.
Modified loudspeakers were fixed around him. He stood on a makeshift platform and gave his opening remarks slowly and calmly:
"...At the Ten Thousand Dynasties Conference, I witnessed the progress of many races. Today, the Holy Demon Continent is experiencing an era of rapid development, and the Demon Realm also needs a series of new strategies..."
The noise grew louder, not caring what he said.
"When will the cuckoo eggs be delivered?"
"Can you get in line? I got here first."
The newspaper reporters who rushed there during the day were recording the scene with great excitement, wishing it would be more chaotic so that they could write reports.
However, he made a fool of himself in his first speech. I wonder if this young and long-forgotten prince can bear it?
But when he looked over, Luke didn't show any embarrassment.
He continued his speech:
"If I win the hunt, I will abolish the class system in my jurisdiction and allow mixed-bloods to enjoy normal rights..."
The calm tone made the scene suddenly quiet.
The demons have always respected pure blood, and the conflict between half-blood and pure blood is long-standing.
They almost instantly understood what Luke was planning. The number of mixed-bloods was huge and they also had the right to vote, and he wanted to win over this group.
"It's ridiculous." The captain, who was watching the developments in the square from the high tower, had a mocking look in his eyes.
The other guards couldn't help but burst out laughing.
If it were easy to fight for, there would have been a crown prince to do it long ago.
The fact is, it is useless to fight for it. Those at the top of wealth and power are mostly pure-blooded demons, and the interests of the mixed-bloods are not guaranteed at all.
Making such empty promises will only be seen as a joke.
As expected, even the newspaper reporter was speechless. Before him, a mixed-race person had already asked a sarcastic question: "Do you think we are three-year-old children?"
There was a cold murderous intent in his tone.
The atmosphere of the previous vegetable market in the square changed, and the noisy demons instantly revealed sharp murderous intent.
It would have been bad enough to be treated unfairly, but I was actually treated like a fool by a young boy.
Luka continued calmly: "I will establish a safe zone..."
"Safe zone?" The speech was interrupted directly.
"How safe is it? As safe as when you hide under the wings of a dragon?"
The one who spoke was an old demon. Local demons have always been fearless and crazy. He thought that as soon as he said this, the dragon would tear his abdomen with one claw, but nothing happened.
The dragon was still in the same place, with a wing spread out from its back. Luka stood upright under its protection, looking over with a smile.
The old demon's sarcastic expression suddenly froze, and gradually, he seemed to have thought of something unbelievable. The noises around him also stopped, and everyone looked at Luke in shock.
"Yes, I have hired the Dragon Clan as a security consultant." Lujia's smile disappeared in an instant, and he said coldly: "If any noble wants to cause trouble in the safe zone, I will only follow eight words: tooth for tooth, blood for blood."
"Of course, from the bottom of my heart, I advocate peace..."
"Klin Sentry Tower was born to love fighting!"
Luke: “Then you are blessed.”
"?"
"I have seven rivals for the crown prince. The Demon King also wanted to kill me at the Wanchao Conference. Battle royals will be common in the future. My mother doesn't seem to like me either."
Luke was very excited: "I can make you go against the whole world!"
“…”
"Choose me, peace for those who want peace."
Anyone who wants to level the nuclear power can do so.
"In terms of education, I will thoroughly implement nine years of compulsory magic education within two years. Some demons from poor backgrounds can receive systematic magic training for free. Of course, if I can earn more money outside, this time point may be advanced."
"For demons who have entered the aging period, they can receive twenty cuckoo eggs and thirty silver coins for free every month."
“Retired military personnel enjoy more subsidies.”
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On the high tower, the captain took a big bite of the cuckoo egg that his subordinates had stolen.
"Hold."
"It makes my heart move."
The author has something to say:
Excerpt from Luke's diary:
Today is a good day. Everyone who comes to the diary can get a free cuckoo egg.
Alex arrived empty-handed.
The dragons came with baskets of vegetables.
The saint sent an empty box from a distance.
The crown princes came with real guns and swords.
The innkeeper came with his relatives and friends.
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I wanted to see how many people's Luke there were in the diary: @#￥%&*
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