In a medieval city, red-tiled, gray-walled houses filled the winding streets, singing a distant melody alongside the distant snow-capped mountains.
On the bustling square, the clamor drowned out the ordinary afternoon; yet, a tender voice stood out, completely out of place—
“Sir! Interested in joining the Demon Race Legion?”
“This gentleman! The Demon God's Child has descended upon the human world! Come learn about the Demon Race Vanguard briefing!”
“Miss Elf, please wait! The Demon Race Legion is recruiting! And you even get a cute Goblin assigned to you!”
In the square, a young girl held a stack of brownish straw paper flyers, diligently promoting them indiscriminately to every passerby…
However, this was not the Demon King’s City, but the Holy City, where the towering Pope's Hall in the distance cast its shadow over the market as the sun set.
Every person who passed by flinched in surprise at the girl’s flyer, eager to avoid her.
The girl, appearing to be just over 14 years old, wore a black cloak, seemingly trying to conceal her identity, but it was somewhat like burying her head in the sand.
“What is that girl doing?”
“An abstract bard?”
“Is this a new trend?”
As three Holy Knights approached, their greaved footsteps growing louder, the people’s laughter abruptly ceased…
Their silver-white holy armor, thick and robust, was covered in intricate and delicate patterns; they walked directly towards the girl, stopping in front of her, looking down at her, silhouetted against the sun.
With two-meter-long war hammers propped on the ground, the atmosphere in the market became much heavier; at least, everyone who witnessed this scene had a hint of fear on their faces.
However, the innocent girl directly handed a flyer to the knight walking towards her:
“Holy Knight Sir! May I ask if you are interested in joining the Demon Race Legion?”
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, and even the thrill-seekers watching felt their hearts skip a beat.
The Holy Knight’s gaze seemed to fall upon the girl, and a deep voice emerged from within his heavy helmet:
“Miss, what did you just call me?”
“Holy Knight Sir!”
“…Then do you think I would join the Demon Race?”
“You can learn more first! A monthly salary of 20,000 Thaler, only eight hours of work per day, halved during training, 60 days of annual leave, double weekends, three bonuses per year, three meals provided daily, two cans of milk, fruit buffet, commission for external missions, salary increase every four months, and after three years, a one-on-one assignment of a lovely succubus lady…”
“Stop, stop, stop! Don’t say any more, this topic is too adult…”
The leading Holy Knight shuddered, quickly interrupting the girl’s demonic chant, cleared his throat, and resumed his serious and noble demeanor:
“Ahem, sorry, take her away!”
With that, under everyone’s gaze, a group of Holy Knights led the girl away.
Walking into a deserted alleyway nearby, and ensuring no one was around, the leading Holy Knight turned to the girl and asked:
“Do you know your identity?”
The girl pulled down her hood, lowering her head, but the Holy Knight mercilessly flicked open her hood with a plate-armored finger;
With beautiful golden hair and golden eyes that seemed to hold starlight, the pure, elegant, and radiant girl was known by everyone in the Holy City.
“Holy Maiden, stop messing around.”
“I’m sorry, Uncle William…”
The Holy Maiden lowered her head somewhat shamefully, fidgeting with her fingers, and the Holy Knight sighed helplessly, asking as if he had expected it:
“Lady Alice, if you weren’t the Holy Maiden, we would already be preparing the stake for burning. Let me guess, is this another one of Mil that scou… that fellow’s bad habits?”
“Please don’t talk about Brother Mil like that, he’ll be sad!”
“If you talk like that, I’ll be sad too!”
Even through the heavy helmet, one could hear the Holy Knight’s anger and helplessness.
But Saint Alice lowered her gaze, crossed her arms, and said teasingly:
“Uncle William, lately in the Holy City… Cultists are running rampant, Demon Race spies are everywhere, and the Tribunal Bishop’s head is aching. Are you guys even capable of handling this?”
The Holy City has been restless lately, with Cultists becoming increasingly active, and Demon Race spies even killing the Pope’s horse, placing the horse’s head and a threatening letter by the Pope’s pillow…
They also spread Black Magic in the Holy City, leading to a series of young girls falling into comas over the past three months, with the number of victims exceeding six thousand.
And what worried the Church most was that the seal on the “chaos holy stone” was gradually loosening.
William straightened up and swallowed:
“What does this have to do with you distributing Demon Race flyers?”
“Brother Mil said that the Demon Race is currently leaderless and scattered. If we want to catch all these Cultists and spies in one fell swoop, we just need to find a reason to gather them…”
As the Holy Maiden spoke, her eyes gradually turned fierce, revealing a cunning smile, and she raised her hand, slowly closing her fingers as if to crush something…
The Holy Knight listened to her in silence, then snatched the flyer from Alice’s hand, and questioned her with a hint of anger:
“So, Mil told you to come to the square and hand out this stuff?”
“No! Alice volunteered to help my brother! He said he was going to wait until night to secretly search for targets in taverns… But Alice felt that would be too inefficient, so she helped Brother Mil copy a few flyers and brought them out to distribute.”
The Holy Knights shook their heads, lamenting their innocence and ignorance, and pointing to the contents of the flyer, they retorted:
“The Demon God's Child has descended? A Demon Race Legion briefing? Holy Maiden Sir, do you think those heretical Cults and Demon Race spies will believe this?”
“Brother Mil said that methods are devised by people. Can’t you even figure this out? Can simply waiting for death solve the problem?”
Everyone was speechless for a moment, but then they reconsidered, carefully analyzing the current situation and the actual circumstances of the Holy City, and suddenly felt that…
If handled properly, it might not be so naive after all?
The Church is currently overwhelmed. If they could truly catch them all in one fell swoop, the Credit…
It was almost unimaginable!
William reread the flyer carefully. On the sixth of next month, a Demon Race briefing would be held at the abandoned church on Lake Borsena’s island.
William knew the place; though secluded, with a little ambush, no one would escape!
Anyway, Mil’s final briefing would require the Knights to ambush and capture people, so why not quietly get involved now…
Then, just before the briefing, they could notify Adjudicator Kramer of the Tribunal a step ahead. At that time, it would be hard to say who would get the main credit.
The three Holy Knights exchanged glances. Beneath their cold armor, their long-dormant hearts began to boil…
“Lady Alice, you shouldn’t be like this. You… should pull your hood down lower, and tie up your hair, yes, just like that! And you shouldn’t distribute them here, others won’t believe it, you should do it like this…”
…
Passing through the Triumphal Arch, at the center of the Holy City, was the solemn and majestic Holy See District.
Gothic churches and castles, arranged in a scattered yet orderly fashion, clustered towards the city center, forming a mountain symbolizing divine authority.
“The Demon God's Child has descended? A Demon Race Legion briefing? Do you think I’m stupid, or do you think those Demon Race spies are stupid? Who else would believe this nonsense plan besides you?”
“Teacher Klama, please trust me, even if you don’t agree, I will continue to execute this plan.”
“Get out! Don’t say you’re my student!”
At the entrance of the Pope's Hall, the priest Mil was scolded by Adjudicator Klama and directly kicked out;
But instead of getting angry, Mil showed a knowing smile and turned to leave.
Transmigration… or rather, the awakening of memories, had happened a week ago.
Upon comparison, this world was completely identical to a game called “Dark Soul Era II.”
Mil’s first identity was an adopted son of the Lyata Family, sent to the Church to become a priest;
His second identity was the Demon God's Child chosen by the “chaos holy stone,” the future supreme monarch of the Demon Race.
But the problem was, the “chaos holy stone” was still sealed in the Church. Without breaking the seal, Mil was not much stronger than a mortal.
And as a Demon Race monarch with intelligence, strategy, and courage, Mil had already planned his next actions—
To unite the evil forces lurking in the Holy City, to understand the current situation of the various Demon Race factions, to find Demon Race lords willing to pledge allegiance to him, and to accumulate strength;
For this, Mil prepared to secretly hold a briefing.
However, doing such a thing in the Holy City was like hatching chicks in a tiger’s mouth…
To prevent himself from being captured by the Tribunal, Mil had already packaged this plan as a scheme to “catch all Demon Race spies in one fell swoop,” and told his adopted sister Alice, and his teacher, Adjudicator Klama.
Thus, the scene just now unfolded…
Fortunately, Adjudicator Klama didn't believe him. If he had, Mil might have had a headache.
This was a feigned act to achieve a hidden goal!
In fact, from the moment he became the Demon God's Child, Mil had no way out…
Three years later, “sibyl's golden prophecy” would reveal Mil’s identity as the Demon God's Child to the public.
At that time, it would truly be like Cao Cao checking out of an inn—it couldn’t be kept secret anymore.
By then, the two major factions, the Church and the Elves, would fight him to the death;
If he didn’t quickly increase his strength, those Demon Race lords would also covet Mil’s identity, trying every possible way to refine his soul and seize his power.
In the if-line of the game’s chronicle, Mil had over a hundred ways to die, including being trampled by iron cavalry while in seclusion, being executed by elves while in exile, and being possessed by vampires during civil war…
The only way to survive was to unseal the “chaos holy stone” within three years, enter the main storyline, and grow stronger!
By then, succubus ladies would be on his left and right, the Elf Queen would be captured and released seven times, and the Dragon Princess would party every night…
Fortunately, “Dark Soul Era II” was a real-time strategy game, with no fated protagonist, and no distinction between good and evil;
The official’s first expansion pack, “Heart of the Abyss,” was a CG about the seal of the “chaos holy stone” being broken, the rise of the Demon Race, and the fall of the Holy City.
Mil had no fear regarding this.
Having entered the game, his very existence was a form of evil.
