The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 928 - 289: Heart Spear Shot Toward the Sky!

Ticky grinned and chuckled.

"That will probably be quite costly."

With sincere devotion, he pressed his right hand to his chest, and Lumier said calmly.

"He has his methods."

Ticky neither agreed nor disagreed with his statement.

After all, even in the Holy City, it is impossible to build so many churches.

However, at this moment, he noticed something else unusual about Lumier and subconsciously spoke up.

"Has your soul ascended?"

Lumier nodded.

"Yes."

"... Damn it, I knew it, that's definitely the reason," Ticky sighed, suddenly realizing the change in Lumier, and couldn't help but show envy in his eyes.

He remembered that this guy showcased Black Iron Level strength not long after the Demon King Army arrived and was then sent on a forest mission.

So, this guy should now have Bronze Level strength!

For the nobles, this level might not be impressive, but it's basically the peak for most ordinary people, a rank that would attract the "attention" of the Divine, meaning it's a level with structure.

Unless an unfortunate accident befalls them in a maze or they end up lost at sea like himself, there's a high chance they can re-enter the cycle of reincarnation with a good setup for their next life.

Such as being born into a wealthy family, becoming the illegitimate child of a great noble, or a "planned outside child" of a country baron, or even getting the chance to inherit a title and territory. And even if none of these fortunate events happen, becoming an adventurer is still a path to success.

This guy has made it!

Seeing Ticky's envious face, Lumier knew what he was thinking and couldn't help but pull a playful smile on his serious face.

"Lord Demon King never shortchanges his subordinates. Offer him your loyalty, contribute to the Great Graveyard... and you will receive his promotion."

"Even me?"

"Even you."

Ticky swallowed hard. Though he didn't fully trust this enticing promise, the light of expectation still shone in his eyes.

What should I do?

He asked Lumier with a glance, trying to find clues on that pious face, hoping to learn how to please the Demon King.

Seeing through his interest, Lumier continued speaking.

"You needn't worry. Lord Demon King will arrange new work for you... Someone like you, with ability, even if you wanted to idle on the beach, he wouldn't allow it."

"Fantastic..." Ticky grinned widely, his eyes gleaming, "I've been idling so much on this beach that I nearly lost myself... Go ahead, tell me what that esteemed one needs me to do."

Enduring disgrace in this godforsaken place, posing as a tavern owner but really gathering scraps, wasn't it all for this moment?

Now the Demon King has finally noticed his worth!

He's eager to show what he can do!

As long as it's not going to Hell, he's willing to do anything!

Seeing Ticky's eagerness, Lumier gave a slight smile and spoke.

"Mission to the Imperial."

"...?"

The air became subtly silent for a moment, with only the sound of the sea breeze blowing through the planks and an occasional long cry from a seagull.

Seeing Lumier seriously utter those words, Ticky was completely stunned, speechless for a while.

Mission to the Imperial?

"Mission to the Imperial? Me?! Are you serious?!"

"And me."

"That makes it even worse!" Ticky, in distress, held his head as if the noose was already around his neck, "We'll be hanging together at the port!"

Watching the captain in despair, Lumier calmly asked.

"Why?"

"Why? Do you really need to ask? Think about whose men you are!" Seeing this oblivious fellow, Ticky couldn't help but start doubting whether this guy's brain was messed up by the Demon King.

"The Demon King, but no one knows, right?" Seeing the despairing and complaining Ticky, Lumier surprisingly calm, calmly continued, "I previously went to Seldo Port, drank with the guards there, and bought prisoners of war from them with coins printed with the Emperor of the Imperial and the Holy Siss Emblem... but now I'm still here talking with you, and no one discovered me."

"You're comparing the Imperial mainland with the colonies..." Ticky muttered to himself, "Do you know how many clergy are there?"

Though the churches aren't built in every village, Saint Sis's faith absolutely covers every inch of the Imperial's land.

If their identity got exposed, they'd surely die without a burial place!

Lumier smiled faintly and said.

"We're not returning as the Demon King's emissaries, nor sailing that already broken pirate ship of yours, but having you carry the gold and jewels looted from Assam City, sailing triumphantly on a luxury liner produced by the Thunder City Shipyard."

Ticky: "You're oversimplifying it!"

"The words 'Demon King's servant' aren't written on our faces. You place the Imperial too sacredly... Even the Holy City is just a city, and the people living there are just people, not Divine beings."

Seeing the stunned Ticky, Lumier smiled faintly, meaningfully continuing to speak.

"Furthermore, if it truly were as sacred as you imagine, then where did all those traitors, who sold their souls to demons and even Chaos over and over, come from?"

Ticky's brow furrowed, his voice hoarse as he spoke.

"But they were all hanged..."