[When the heir's trust reaches 100 points, the heir will independently train the next heir. ]
[Master Demon, please change everything on this land. 】
[Tame the people, make them submit, and carve the mark of the Demon King's City on their flesh and blood. ]
【……】
【You will perpetuate hatred.】
…
Su Mingan really didn't expect that this placement game also had a loyalty system. No wonder the despicable guy kept running away in the past few weeks. It turned out that he was the one who made his employees lose their motivation.
He changed his strategy and continued to dispatch while racing against time to have the Despicable One chat with every important follower and forcefully bring up the status of some followers with lower trust levels.
The responses of these followers were different and very personal. Some immediately expressed their loyalty after hearing what the despicable person said, some seemed indifferent, and some even expressed their own feelings.
[Golden Rose: Fate is blind, and I shoulder all of this. I will persist in living and watching everything, so that they can regain their dignity.]
[Black Lover: Don't talk to me about this. I will protect the Golden Rose. Please rest assured, heir.]
[Holy Glory: I will convey all of the Demon King's intentions and will not distort even a single word of his.]
[Moonlight Watcher: Dear successor, I believe that the old will be discarded, the new will continue, the unsuitable will be replaced, and I love all the valuable people in the army. ]
[Frost Ruler: There is no conflict between the two armies. I also hope that one day they can coexist peacefully under the rule of the Demon King. There should be no difference between us.]
[Blue Rose: I don't have any feelings about this. Heir, life is more important than anything else. I just hope that she, whom I care about, will be alive, no matter in what form.]
…
The puppets responded one after another, but Su Mingan could not see what the despicable man said to this group of people.
When the critical moment of the expansion of the Demon King's Castle came, he stared at the sand table.
The golden character icon is still there.
The vile one has no intention of leaving.
The despicable guy finally didn't run away at the appointed time like he did in the previous weeks.
...You, the despicable one, have finally turned over a new leaf.
…
Su Mingan left the night copy with 2,300 remaining resource points.
He drew aside the curtains.
The morning light is breaking. Today is the seventh day that the dungeon has been opened. It is eight o'clock in the morning in Praia time.
…which is also the so-called Christmas in the real world.
He fell asleep immediately.
Calculating the real time and the time of rewinding, he has not slept for nearly three days. This night dungeon has greatly reduced his sleep time, so he must conserve his energy.
…
We went to the royal city to stabilize the barrier. After a day of rest and preparation, the seventh day slowly passed.
Su Mingan already knew that the sea feast would start at twelve o'clock in the morning of the eighth day, which was tonight.
At that time, the Pope will announce the rules to the whole city.
He did not plan to participate in the fourth level of the night dungeon tonight. There were only five levels in total in the night dungeon, and it would be over after completing them. It could be postponed, but twelve o'clock tonight was the critical time for reading the rules, and he must not miss it.
After arriving at the East District, Su Mingan discovered that there were obviously fewer people here.
The surrounding houses were empty, the shops were closed, and even the leaf-like boats on the river disappeared. At this time, Praya seemed to be asleep.
Only in some places, Western music was still playing, and occasionally the sound of players dancing and singing could be heard from the alleys. Even when the most dangerous feast at sea began, the players were still celebrating their festival.
Su Mingan used the Flower Street that had been arranged long ago as his temporary base. There was no one here, and it was blocked by the Soul Hunters in advance. It was also Alcherev's happy hometown, and the alleys were intricate, making it suitable as a temporary base.
While he was looking at the map in the room, the door curtain moved slightly. The young man with snow-white blond hair lifted the door curtain and passed by the burning fireplace in the room.
The flickering firelight reflected on the warm wooden boards and on his slightly red face from the cold.
Su Mingan turned around and threw the rolled-up map to him.
"Are you here? I hope the battle goes well." Su Mingan said.
Noel took it and said with a smile:
"Really, Su Ming'an, I've never seen anyone more stable than you - don't worry, you have the leadership of both sides, what problems can there be?"
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