203 Chapter 203 - Receiving
“Next news. Yesterday, all of the Flame Lizards in the Alchemy Market died…”
Pluk continued to report what happened yesterday in the Noiseless Room. To Joshua, apart from the news about the teleportation formation under the chapel, the remaining news were all insignificant trifle matters.
Nevertheless, they were still valuable enough to be reported as news…
“It will take a long time for me to reorganize the Black Dove. After all, there’s not much order to be said about that organization.”
Currently, the dark elf was only able to provide Joshua with two ‘major news.’ The first one was the teleportation formation in the basement of the Holy Church’s chapel was forcibly demolished. As for the other one, it was the scene of the inquisitor’s death.
But, as the photos the dark elf took of the latter was simply too gorey. It wasn’t that there was too much blood. Instead, the outstanding archery the dark elf had left a hole through the inquisitor’s head and made his brain matters gush out.
On top of that, there was also the appearance of that inquisitor during his death. Joshua couldn’t help but associate it with those indescribable things. Taking into consider Pluk’s news broadcast happens early in the morning and that there were young users among the users of the Mage Forum, Joshua did not have Pluk report the news.
Her attitude toward Joshua had changed completely upon her return from the Demon Realm. At the beginning, the dark elf thought what Joshua was doing was completely meaningless. She believed the things he was doing in Norland were no different from the time when he was in the Demon Realm where he would frequently explode buildings, completely meaningless pranks.
But, after experiencing all these things, whether it be the movie ‘Léon: The Demon,’ the Mage Forum or the Voice of Norland, they’ve all shown to her that Joshua was using his own methods to change this world.
Most importantly…
“The game you made has allowed your younger sister to reveal a rare smile. It’s been a long time since she has remained awake for so long.”
During the time the dark elf was in the demon realm accompanying the Fourth Princess, she had practically not enjoyed a night of proper sleep. After the Fourth Princess Faye started using the magic network, she would be spending her entire day in games and practically never take a rest to sleep.
The dark elf would be the one to bring food to her every day. Furthermore, Faye would, from time to time, request for snacks too.
To a creature that would use ‘week’ as the unit of measure for sleep, that was something unimaginable.
“My younger sister… Faye?”
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It took Joshua over a minute to recall the name of his younger sister. The Demon Realm’s Third Prince’s memories of his younger sister were truly too lacking.
“I’ve only finished writing the script… the scheduling will only be decided in a week or two.”
Joshua hinted for the dark elf to not become too excited too quickly. At the same time, he opened up the magic network interface and examined the usage of the ‘leaves.’
Joshua was able to monitor the activities of all the people that entered the magic network using the leaves. Take for example, the leaf the dark elf brought to the Fourth Princess was currently being utilized to play Super Mario.
The leaf Joshua gave to the sentinel Pest was currently idle.
But, what Joshua was actually interested in was… the leaf the World Tree handed to Messai out of its own accord.
It… had an all-new user.
………
Nation of the Holy Church. Holy City.
She was only wearing a long and thin white dress. She had nothing, not even the qualification to pray to God.
No… she still has some things with her.
An interface that only she could see appeared before her eyes. It was the magic network…
Before proceeding to be tried, Messai did one last thing against her conscience – she hid the leaf of the World Tree and the originium crystal that contains the ability to enter the magic network. Currently, she was holding the two of them in either hands.
Because of that, she made a sudden discovery… Even though she was in the Holy City and thousands of miles away from Norland, she was still able to log into the magic network and skim over the latest contents on the forum.
Furthermore, there was a private message on her Mage Forum interface. It was sent by Cheryl.
‘Messai! Are you in the Holy City?! Damn it! Are you really willing to resign yourself to be executed by those old farts?!’
Messai was startled by those questions. She stopped her footsteps. But, the moment she did that, the templar behind her immediately struck her back using the shaft of his spear to urge her to continue moving.
Messai staggered upon being struck. She turned around and took a glance at the templar that hit her back. Stared at by Messai’s eyes, that templar stepped back in fear. The movements of his hand stiffened.
“Traitor!!” As if to prove that he was not someone scared of a woman, he once again raised the shaft of his spear to stab at Messai. But, his arm was grabbed by a templar who appeared to be his senior.
“Stop!”
After that veteran templar stopped him, he turned to Messai.
“Please proceed onward to accept your trial, Messai… I believe Lord Monica will forgive you,” said the templar.
Forgive…
Messai didn’t say anything. In silence, she arrived at the entrance of the Holy Light Parliament. As she saw the sculpture of god above the entrance, a sense of loss filled her heart.
Pluk continued to report what happened yesterday in the Noiseless Room. To Joshua, apart from the news about the teleportation formation under the chapel, the remaining news were all insignificant trifle matters.
Nevertheless, they were still valuable enough to be reported as news…
“It will take a long time for me to reorganize the Black Dove. After all, there’s not much order to be said about that organization.”
Currently, the dark elf was only able to provide Joshua with two ‘major news.’ The first one was the teleportation formation in the basement of the Holy Church’s chapel was forcibly demolished. As for the other one, it was the scene of the inquisitor’s death.
But, as the photos the dark elf took of the latter was simply too gorey. It wasn’t that there was too much blood. Instead, the outstanding archery the dark elf had left a hole through the inquisitor’s head and made his brain matters gush out.
On top of that, there was also the appearance of that inquisitor during his death. Joshua couldn’t help but associate it with those indescribable things. Taking into consider Pluk’s news broadcast happens early in the morning and that there were young users among the users of the Mage Forum, Joshua did not have Pluk report the news.
Her attitude toward Joshua had changed completely upon her return from the Demon Realm. At the beginning, the dark elf thought what Joshua was doing was completely meaningless. She believed the things he was doing in Norland were no different from the time when he was in the Demon Realm where he would frequently explode buildings, completely meaningless pranks.
But, after experiencing all these things, whether it be the movie ‘Léon: The Demon,’ the Mage Forum or the Voice of Norland, they’ve all shown to her that Joshua was using his own methods to change this world.
Most importantly…
“The game you made has allowed your younger sister to reveal a rare smile. It’s been a long time since she has remained awake for so long.”
During the time the dark elf was in the demon realm accompanying the Fourth Princess, she had practically not enjoyed a night of proper sleep. After the Fourth Princess Faye started using the magic network, she would be spending her entire day in games and practically never take a rest to sleep.
The dark elf would be the one to bring food to her every day. Furthermore, Faye would, from time to time, request for snacks too.
To a creature that would use ‘week’ as the unit of measure for sleep, that was something unimaginable.
“My younger sister… Faye?”
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It took Joshua over a minute to recall the name of his younger sister. The Demon Realm’s Third Prince’s memories of his younger sister were truly too lacking.
“I’ve only finished writing the script… the scheduling will only be decided in a week or two.”
Joshua hinted for the dark elf to not become too excited too quickly. At the same time, he opened up the magic network interface and examined the usage of the ‘leaves.’
Joshua was able to monitor the activities of all the people that entered the magic network using the leaves. Take for example, the leaf the dark elf brought to the Fourth Princess was currently being utilized to play Super Mario.
The leaf Joshua gave to the sentinel Pest was currently idle.
But, what Joshua was actually interested in was… the leaf the World Tree handed to Messai out of its own accord.
It… had an all-new user.
………
Nation of the Holy Church. Holy City.
She was only wearing a long and thin white dress. She had nothing, not even the qualification to pray to God.
No… she still has some things with her.
An interface that only she could see appeared before her eyes. It was the magic network…
Before proceeding to be tried, Messai did one last thing against her conscience – she hid the leaf of the World Tree and the originium crystal that contains the ability to enter the magic network. Currently, she was holding the two of them in either hands.
Because of that, she made a sudden discovery… Even though she was in the Holy City and thousands of miles away from Norland, she was still able to log into the magic network and skim over the latest contents on the forum.
Furthermore, there was a private message on her Mage Forum interface. It was sent by Cheryl.
‘Messai! Are you in the Holy City?! Damn it! Are you really willing to resign yourself to be executed by those old farts?!’
Messai was startled by those questions. She stopped her footsteps. But, the moment she did that, the templar behind her immediately struck her back using the shaft of his spear to urge her to continue moving.
Messai staggered upon being struck. She turned around and took a glance at the templar that hit her back. Stared at by Messai’s eyes, that templar stepped back in fear. The movements of his hand stiffened.
“Traitor!!” As if to prove that he was not someone scared of a woman, he once again raised the shaft of his spear to stab at Messai. But, his arm was grabbed by a templar who appeared to be his senior.
“Stop!”
After that veteran templar stopped him, he turned to Messai.
“Please proceed onward to accept your trial, Messai… I believe Lord Monica will forgive you,” said the templar.
Forgive…
Messai didn’t say anything. In silence, she arrived at the entrance of the Holy Light Parliament. As she saw the sculpture of god above the entrance, a sense of loss filled her heart.