Chapter 44 Winner [VIP]
The city gate, which had been orderly, suddenly became crowded.
The neighing of wild horses continued.
Being stuck there with no way forward or backward was infuriating enough. Inside the car, Alec heard people outside talking about Iliad's prestige, and his face suddenly darkened.
"Okay."
Prince Notting coughed and said, "Don't worry about the gains and losses at the moment. I will make arrangements for the rest."
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Royal capital.
Unlike the Holy City, there are not many active demons on the ground nearby. Huge monsters are pulling goods slowly, and the largest one is a hundred feet long.
Above, the starry sky covers.
That’s right, the daytime starry sky.
The star points are all small cities, and some royal families with high status can occupy a city to themselves. Occasionally, rumbling sounds can be heard underground; that is where the true center of demon power is: the dungeon.
A total of one hundred and eighty intricate magic caves together constitute the outer part of the Demon King's palace.
The puppet in charge of guiding Luke followed the order and jumped down from the abyss into the underground core.
"You are so rich, but you don't pay child support."
Special magic created the changes of the four seasons. Luke looked up and saw that the demons walking on the street were all dressed in their best clothes, without any of the arrogance as stereotyped by the outside world.
However, beneath the etiquette lies extreme indifference and arrogance.
The heavy footsteps of the puppets attracted the surrounding demons to turn around. When they saw the black-haired Luke, they seemed to have thought of something.
No one saluted, and no one stepped forward to ridicule. They just stood there and watched coldly.
Luke sighed softly, "Just like in my memory, all friendly faces."
The royal capital is the place with the most crazy support for pure-bloods, and almost all the indigenous people have ancestors who are great demons.
In order to maintain the purity of their bloodline, they even practiced inbreeding.
Lujia followed the puppet and continued walking forward. An elegant lady on the side of the street crushed the cherry in her hand and held it with her fingertips: "What did the Blood Demon Guard do?"
They actually let the dirty bastard in here.
The voice is soft and without any swear words, and it sounds as beautiful as singing.
“That’s how it happened.”
Luke took out the photo stone and played the scene of himself riding the flaming hell horse.
Even through the image, one can feel the grandeur of the scene. Lujia thought he looked quite photogenic. If he had known earlier, he would have made a selfie stick in advance so that he could hold the camera higher and make his face look smaller.
"Isn't that great?" He raised his eyebrows at Miss Elegant.
The air suddenly became extremely quiet.
This is not just the level of awesomeness. Without the devil, who would ride the Flame Hell Horse as a horse?
That's a flaming hell horse!
While they were shocked, Luke did not stop.
The underground city is large, with layers leading downwards, giving the illusion of leading to the nineteenth level of hell.
He walked forward holding the photo stone.
Before arriving at the destination, Luke did not hear any more ridicule. All passers-by focused their attention on the photo stone and were stunned and shocked.
When they were almost there, Luke still felt a little unsatisfied and sighed with regret:
“There are no more spectators.”
From here on, ordinary people are prohibited from passing, and there are only fully armed guards.
The puppet explained some prohibitions and regulations, but Luke was nonchalant the whole time.
After walking along several winding mountain roads, we saw a huge pale head protruding from the wall, almost coming towards us.
Along the way, Luke had seen similar scenes no less than ten times.
These were all criminals of various races who attempted to assassinate people in the Demon Palace. They were once extremely powerful, but in the end, their limbs were dismembered and nailed together here.
At the end of the road is an unremarkable room.
"We will meet together at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."
Leaving behind these eight bland words, the puppet left with resounding footsteps.
Luke took a few more steps forward, and when he really stood at the door, he suddenly felt complicated.
This should be the place where the original body once lived.
He slowly pushed open the door, and the scene was exactly the same as what he saw when he was unconscious, just an ordinary room filled with bookshelves.
With a casual glance, Luka's vision suddenly became sharp.
Quill: "What's wrong?"
Luka said in a deep voice: "Who has been here recently?"
There was surprisingly little dust on the books on the bookshelf, especially the shelf filled with forbidden magic books, which was exceptionally clean, obviously having been cast with a cleaning spell.
What is there worth checking out in the room of a prince who has fallen from favor?
He swallowed and subconsciously thought of Alex's diary.
grumble.
A tiny voice interrupted his thoughts, and Luke's expression changed.
Quill: "On the head."
A ferret was lying on the ceiling, its little black eyes looking at him.
Inside the holy tower, the saint also has a ferret.
There is no doubt about it. It is hard to find another one in the world that gives you that kind of spiritual feeling.
Luke breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to catch the ferret: "How did you get into the dungeon?"
Unexpectedly, the ferret didn't need anyone to pick it up. It stopped steadily in front of him, dropped a letter and left.
After walking only a few steps, it suddenly turned back, jumped onto Luke's shoulder, touched his head lovingly, and then left again.
Luke: “…”
The feather pen flew out of his sleeve and floated in the air.
"Considering its age, it can indeed be your grandfather."
Luke was still curious about how the ferret got in.
Quill: "Its presence is much weaker than that of ordinary rare beasts, but this comes at a price."
For example, they cannot speak the languages of other races and can only maintain animal form forever.
Lujia opened the envelope and looked at the quill strangely. In the past, he would always ask questions and then the pen would answer, but today, the pen actually jumped out and answered the question proactively.
His attention was quickly drawn to the contents of the envelope.
The letter was sent by Karen. Let me first explain why the ferret was willing to deliver the letter. The last time I helped the saint buy a book, the ferret left a special communication stone as a gift.
The following is the key point:
[Whenever the Chamber of Commerce auctions off an expensive item, it will specially send a great magician to guard near the buyer for a period of time. If they encounter a robber with average strength, they will stop him to protect the buyer's rights and interests and build a relationship with him. If they encounter a robber with outstanding strength, they will turn around and run away. 】
Luke shook his head, what a first-class after-sales service.
[I received news that the buyer who bought Alex's diary at Flint Pavilion a few months ago was killed, and the murderer is suspected to be the Demon King. 】
Luke's breathing suddenly tightened after hearing these simple words.
[The results of the fate observation have been passed on to the human race. The time of the fate observation was almost the same as when the buyer was killed.
I don't know if these two things are related, but considering your deteriorating relationship with the Demon King, I decided to tell you. 】
There were only a few words in the letter, but Luke knew that there must be more reasons why Karen asked Snow Ferret to notify him.
For example, with Karen's cleverness, he might have substituted the situation of a useless prince suddenly being able to use magic into the entire incident and made many-sided speculations.
Even Karen is like this, considering the devil's cunningness, he will definitely think more.
He looked at the moved books, lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly: "You say... Will the Demon King guess your existence?"
After all, there have been some legends about the Land of Exile.
If this is the case, when the hunting results are announced, the other party may take the opportunity to verify it.
The more Luke thought about it, the more it seemed possible.
"Don't follow me when we meet the Demon King tomorrow."
Quill couldn't leave him alone.
But Luke did not give Quill a chance to speak: "Have you ever heard a saying? A villain should not stand under a dangerous wall. It means that those who have done great and bad things should stay away from dangerous places."
The feather pen fell into deep thought and asked suspiciously: "Is there really such a saying?"
It feels a bit weird to read.
"Of course." Luke remained calm, "As for my safety, don't worry."
He also has two scrolls on him, which can save his life at critical moments.
Quill shook his head, wanting to say something else.
Lu Jia didn't give him a chance to speak, and analyzed rationally first: "It's easy for you to go, but staying is my strong support."
A word of support made the feather pen's ears turn red.
At this time, inside the palace.
There were only a handful of Blood Demon Guards on duty in the huge space, and the figures standing on the red carpet below looked particularly small.
This is a handsome and pale man who is coughing softly.
In front of him, the devil's wings were folded and overlapped. Perhaps it was because his posture was too casual, but when he lowered his eyes and looked down, there was a sense of playfulness in his expression.
The devil listened to the grand devil's empty words below.
"After many years, I came to the capital and everything is as prosperous as before. I feel at ease now. My efforts back then were not in vain."
The man speaking is Alec's biological father, Prince Nottingham.
He is a rare royal with real power. Before the war between humans and demons ended, he took the risk to delay the Lord of Boulder City and successfully bought time for the Demon King.
The Demon King was obviously not as casual with him as he was with other princes, and he asked a few questions about his health.
"The younger generation is more outstanding than the last, much stronger than I was back then. I must live a few more years to see with my own eyes the demons once again conquer the continent."
Prince Notting paused for a moment and said, "On my way here, votes were being counted in various places."
The demon king nodded and said, "Tomorrow is the day to announce the results of the hunt."
Prince Notting became more respectful and bent his waist. "As I said before, the younger generation is the hope for the future prosperity of the demon race. I dare to propose that the winner of this time be rewarded with a chance to be baptized in the blood pool."
The whole palace was quiet for a moment.
The Blood Demon Guards were secretly shocked, they could probably determine who would win in the end.
Blood pool baptism has many benefits for purebloods, but for mixed-bloods, they may die suddenly because they cannot withstand the force.
Just as I was thinking about it, the devil had already given a cold answer: "Yes."
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All the crown princes gathered in the royal capital, and many of them had a sleepless night tonight.
Luke thought he would not be able to sleep after returning to the dungeon, but he unexpectedly had a dreamless night.
In the darkness, Quill did not sleep. Its spiritual sense scanned the books on the bookshelf one by one, and at the same time found some parchment, but it was unknown what it was going to do.
The weather was nice the next day.
Although the day and night in the dungeon are fake, the fake sun hanging high in the sky is very real and the temperature is just right.
Unfortunately, there are few windows, and light can only shine in from a few places.
The palace that was empty yesterday was now filled with princes and nobles.
When lighting is the main light source, every place looks more magnificent.
The throne at the top is very far away from the banquet venue. It was forged by the dwarf chief himself when the demon clan was at its peak. The throne has gone through several generations of power changes, but there is still no sign of fading over the years.
The high-level demons were chatting and laughing, and their eyes glanced towards the door several times while they were drinking.
"Here it comes." Someone said softly.
The luxurious lights cut out light and shadows, and the young man who had just arrived was wearing a relatively simple dress.
Of course, this simplicity is only relative to the demons present.
In fact, Luke was wearing black trousers that flattered his leg shape, and a loose silk shirt with a brilliant gem at the collar.
He inherited more of the saint's facial features, except for his eyes, which completely inherited the devil's sharpness. However, because he is young, this sharpness creates the illusion of being fragile and easily abused.
Since entering the venue, Luke has walked to the front and stood in the most conspicuous position.
The surrounding demons: "..."
Being used to Iliad's past status as an unknown person, they were a little confused by this.
Luke was keenly aware of the malicious gazes around him.
According to his current strength, he can already clearly identify the direction of malicious intent, which is - east, south, west and north!
Looking east, there are several crown princes.
To the south, Alec stood with Prince Nottingham.
On the west side, near the royal pillar, was Princess Mary, dressed in an elegant gown. She was holding a delicate fan and did not show off her power in public. Instead, she looked like she was waiting for a good show.
To the north, directly above, after Luke turned his neck half a circle, the Demon King tore through the space and appeared on the throne.
All the dignitaries immediately lowered their glasses, stopped communicating, and stood facing the throne.
The devil looked down at his people from high above, his penetrating gaze first sweeping over Luke.
Luke was startled, and was sure that the Demon King was secretly investigating him.
As expected, the uninvited guest who broke into his room was most likely the devil.
Without a word of nonsense, the Demon King opened the sealed letter in front of him: "The results of the hunt have been counted."
For a moment, thousands of eyes were focused on the letter, some were happy and some were sad.
"The winner of this hunt is——"
Although he had roughly anticipated the result, Alec still held a glimmer of hope in his heart. He stared at the devil's lips, expecting a different answer.
Lujia glanced around calmly. Apart from the nervous crown princes, many photo stones were inlaid on the royal pillars today. The patterns burning like fire around them were actually inscriptions of magic stones and special patterns.
He was familiar with the arrangement: live broadcast.
Just like the year-end assessments of magic academies, the results of the hunt will be synchronized in real time.
Luke subconsciously wanted to bring goods.
Just when he was distracted, he suddenly heard his name echoing in the huge palace.
"Iliad."
The devil spoke each word with ease, without much ups and downs in his voice.
No matter how jealous and unwilling they were in their hearts, at this moment, Iliad officially became the victor of the hunt, and the stakeholders of the crown princes forced themselves to smile.
At the same time, thousands of cities in the Demon Realm solemnly repeated the results.
The people outside the royal capital stared at this scene in amazement.
Really, really won?
Who is voting for a crown prince who has no foundation?
As they stared at each other, many demons turned their eyes away guiltily. Did they just cast the ball randomly, but the result was so shocking? !
My Lord, this is such a joke.
The echo lingered in the palace for a long time, and the silence surrounding the guests in the banquet hall continued.
The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and Alec's mood sank to the bottom.
After a subconscious regret, the other crown princes were actually happy with this result. Compared to Alec who had the advantage in the Demon Realm, it would be better to let Iliad take the limelight.
Anyway, this popularity is destined to be short-lived.
The Demon King glanced down carelessly and spoke again:
"I have discussed with individual princes that in addition to the allocation of resources and a request, there is also an additional reward for this hunting reward."
As he finished speaking, the entire palace suddenly became distorted, and the light and shadows on the ground changed angles.
Luke became alert instantly and was about to take action when he found that the other nobles did not resist at all.
After making sure that he sensed no murderous intent, he remained in place.
Under the strong and rapid feeling of weightlessness, the light around him was dazzling and disordered. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still in the palace, just in a new place.
The nobles around were also there.
Not long ago, they were actually transferred in a collective space.
Although the distance of the space jump is not very large, it still proves the Demon King's unparalleled and terrifying talent in the field of space.
Luke looked around. The fake sunlight could not reach here, and there was a huge shadow in front of him.
A great statue stands in the center of the blood pool. Anyone standing below can only look up and cannot see its true appearance.
Compared with the statues of other races, the Demon Ancestor is more mysterious. He is shrouded in a robe and there seems to be laws running around him.
The water in the blood pool was boiling, more like a sea of blood. The area was even larger than the royal palace, with translucent bubbles bubbling up from it.
The moment they saw the statue, one of the nobles seemed to guess something: "Could the reward be..."
The demon king spoke calmly: "Baptism in the blood pool."
Those few words, written in a casual manner, were like a bombshell, bringing shock far greater than the announcement of the winner.
All the visitors had only one thought in their minds: This is crazy, what's the point of giving the quota to Iliad?
"Baptism in the blood pool." All the crown princes present were moved, and Alicia repeated it in a low voice.
The lucky ones who experience the baptism of the blood pool will see a rapid improvement in strength, and some can even improve their physique.
Why is it that only the winners of this session can enjoy such good treatment?
Once they were notified at the beginning, they would not sit idly by and watch Iliad's victory in the end.
Alec, who already knew all the arrangements, sneered in his heart. The blood pool baptism was very effective, but that also depended on the situation.
The backup plan left by my father came in handy. Those with impure blood would only make a fool of themselves if they went in.
He was baptized under the watchful eyes of countless nobles and dignitaries, and the event was broadcast live simultaneously.
The level of shame and drama will definitely go down in history.
The author has something to say:
Excerpt from Luke's diary:
Blood Pool, is it for hot spring bathing?
Then I can go take a shower and go to bed.
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I was originally going to use the foreshadowing of the Saint's Scroll, but after writing it out I feel like it's not strong enough. I'll come up with a more exciting plot tomorrow. On weekdays, you should watch something cool~
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