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Chapter 456: , the gap

Myrcella had been waiting by the side for Cheryl to finish her work.

However, not long after Cheryl had sold the books at hand, several people in different clothes came to the library.

The clothes on the latecomers did not look like spellcasters at all, and it was even more impossible that they were students of this academy.

They had come all the way to this magic academy just to buy the diary written by Cheryl?

“I didn’t expect Miss Skartan to be so… Young.”

“Didn’t you write on the 723rd day of the diary? After Miss Skartan became a judge, her body stopped growing.”

The two readers who looked like businessmen were also very surprised by Cheryl’s young appearance, but it seemed that they were indeed Cheryl’s loyal readers and remembered some of the details in the diary clearly.

When Myrcella heard the two businessmen mention the word ‘judge’, she instantly realized that something was wrong.

Myrcella knew that Cheryl had recorded her diary in the immovable library, but anyone could hide their identity on the magic net.

Cheryl took the initiative to sit here, which meant that she had revealed her identity as a judge to all the users of the magic net.

At that moment, Myrcella gripped the dagger she carried with her and stared at every reader who spoke to Cheryl.

She could not be sure if there were people among these readers who wanted to retaliate against the judge.

“Relax, Female Knight. This is Nolan’s library.”

A familiar voice sounded behind Myrcella. Myrcella turned around and saw the most dangerous person in the library!

“You… Why are you here?”

Myrcella stared at Joshua’s approach. Ever since she had adapted to the environment of the Hearthstone Tavern, her allergy to demons had been effectively alleviated.

At least now that Myrcella had seen Joshua, she would not immediately pull out her short sword to ‘purify’the demon.

But towards this dangerous chaos demon, Myrcella was still vigilant.

She waved her hand to tell her subordinates not to interfere in this matter, while Jose came to Myrcella’s side.

“Because this signing ceremony is organized by me, and one of the nuns is my contestant.”

Jose sized up this young female knight once again.

During these fifteen days, Jose could often see the figure of this female knight in the Hearthstone Tavern, her personality was much more reserved than before.

“A contestant?”

When Myrcella heard this word, her entire body tensed up!

Forming a contract with a demon could be said to be one of the most serious crimes in the land of the sacred religion!

“Mm, the new content called not updating the diary every day will be urged by the readers to update the contract.”

Joshua’s next sentence caused Myrcella to be stunned for a moment.

The gaze of this female knight turned towards Cheryl in the distance.

Unknowingly, there was already a long line in front of the long table. People from all over Nolan had come to visit this library just to buy Cheryl’s diary.

This scene made Myrcella quickly understand what Joshua meant by the contract..

“I heard the conversation between you and Cheryl just now. It seems that you intend to bring her back to the holy city?”Joshua asked.

“Are you going to stop me?”

Although Myrcella was not afraid of Joshua, if Joshua wanted to stop her, the mission would basically be a failure.

“I can’t Stop You. After all, I didn’t restrict the freedom of that nun Lady. It’s not up to me to decide where she wants to stay.”Joshua smiled at the Knight lady beside him and said, “But what reason do you have to let her return to the holy city?”

This question was also what Myrcella was troubled by.

The ‘safe life’promised by Saint Heloria could be easily obtained by Nolan.

The only things left that could attract the judge to return to the holy city were ‘status’and ‘money’.

Myrcella counted her fingers and thought of two factors that could successfully recruit her.

As for status… she raised her head and looked at Cheryl in the distance again.

“Miss skartan, can you take a photo with the readers? This is part of the news.”

“Eh? Can I... Can I be on the daytime news of the voice of Nolan? Of course, no problem.”

Cheryl was talking to a gnome. This gnome was completely different from the gnomes who lived in the sewers and tunnels.

At least, she was dressed very neatly and wore round-framed glasses.

At the Goblin’s suggestion, Cheryl took a photo with several readers who had come from afar.

Myrcella, who had been watching from the side, could tell that Cheryl enjoyed the feeling that her work was praised by the readers, and that the author herself was liked by the readers.

In the holy city, Cheryl could only play the role of an assassin lurking in the shadows.

She could neither be worshipped nor admired by others.

As for money..

“Since when… has it become so much?”Myrcella looked at the wooden box next to Cheryl’s position. That wooden box was specially used to collect the money obtained after selling books.

The Heretic Inquisitor’s diary was sold at the price of one silver coin. At this time, a whole box of silver coins had been piled up in Cheryl’s money box.

By the way, Sister Denisa’s wooden box was completely full.

“According to my estimation, more than 300 copies have been sold. It’s a barely passable result,”Jose said from the side. “But the book signing is not over yet. Moreover, the price for the copyright of this book is 5,000 Nolan Gold.”

If Jose remembered correctly, the currency of the Holy Church and Nolan was in circulation. In fact, Nolan’s currency was common in all countries.

Five Thousand?

When the Messiah heard this terrifying number, he had the guts to confront Cheryl and ask her what happened when she said that she was so poor that she had to eat dirt a few days ago!

When the Messiah was the deputy of the commander of the Sacred Army, he could freely spend around twenty gold coins every month, the few hundred gold coins that he had painstakingly saved over half a year would still be used as a dowry.

‘this won’t do…’

Myrcella could not think of any reason for Cheryl to return to the holy city with her.

“Are you very interested in these things?”Joshua could read Myrcella’s distress from her conflicted expression.

This female Knight tried her best to hide her inner thoughts in front of Joshua. Unfortunately, her skills in this area were too poor. Anyone could see what she was thinking from Myrcella’s face.

“I’m… not interested.”

Myrcella still firmly maintained her position in front of Joshua.

“It’s time for my lecture. Actually, if you’re interested, I might be able to teach you.”

Joshua glanced at the round sphere above the library. It was said that this sphere was one of the relics of the underground ruins. Its specific function was to accurately calculate the time.

The pointer on the sphere had already pointed to the location of three o’clock in the afternoon.

“Lecture?”

This word sounded fine, but from Josh’s mouth, Messiah felt that it was a little terrifying.

What was the content of a Chaos Demon’s lecture?

‘on how humans self-destruct?’

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    Chapter 456: the gap
    Messai stood patiently to the side, allowing Cheryl to conclude her work.

    Soon after the last of the initially present books had been sold, a diverse group of individuals, their attire distinctly unlike that of spellcasters or the academy's students, began to arrive at the library.

    'They've journeyed all the way to this magic academy solely to purchase Cheryl's diary?' Messai mused.

    “I didn’t expect Miss Skartan to be so… young.”

    “Didn’t you read about it on the 723rd day of the diary? After Miss Skartan became a heresy inquisitor, her body stopped growing.”

    The two readers, who appeared to be businessmen, voiced their surprise at Cheryl’s youthful appearance. It was clear they were dedicated readers, their memories sharp enough to recall specific details from the diary.

    The mention of ‘heresy inquisitor’ by the two businessmen immediately triggered a sense of unease in Messai.

    She knew Cheryl had been recording her diary within the anonymity of the roaming library on the magic net. However, by openly conducting a signing ceremony here, Cheryl had effectively revealed her identity as a heresy inquisitor to all magic net users.

    Instinctively, Messai’s hand tightened around the concealed dagger as she scrutinized each reader who approached Cheryl, a silent assessment for any hint of vengeful intent.

    “Relax, Knight. This is Norland’s library.”

    A familiar voice, laced with a hint of amusement, echoed from behind Messai. She spun around to face the most unpredictable individual in the vicinity.

    “You… Why are you here?”

    She watched Joshua’s approach, a subtle shift in her demeanor. The environment of the Hearthstone Tavern had, surprisingly, tempered her inherent hostility towards demons.

    At least now, upon seeing Joshua, Messai didn't immediately reach for her short sword with the intent to ‘purify’ the demon.

    Nevertheless, a cautious vigilance still clung to her when it came to this enigmatic chaos demon.

    With a subtle wave of her hand, Messai signaled her subordinates to remain uninvolved as Joshua came to stand beside her.

    “Because this signing ceremony is my doing, and the nuns are my employees.”

    Joshua’s gaze swept over the young female knight once more.

    During the past fortnight, he had frequently observed her reserved presence within the Hearthstone Tavern. Her demeanor was noticeably more subdued than he remembered.

    “An employee?”

    The word sent a jolt of tension through Messai’s entire being.

    Entering into a contract with a demon was considered one of the gravest offenses within Aetherion.

    “Mm, the new content, specifically the readers’ demands for daily updates, will necessitate an update to the contract.” Joshua’s subsequent remark left her momentarily speechless.

    Messai’s gaze drifted towards Cheryl in the distance.

    Unbeknownst to her, a considerable line had already formed before the long table. People from all corners of Norland had made their way to this library, eager to acquire Cheryl’s diary.

    The scene provided Messai with a swift understanding of Joshua’s reference to a contract.

    “I overheard your conversation with Cheryl just now. It appears you intend to bring her back to the holy city?” Joshua inquired, his tone casual.

    “Are you going to stop me?”

    Though Messai held no personal fear of him, she recognized that any direct intervention from Joshua would likely render her mission futile.

    “I can’t stop you. After all, I haven’t restricted that nun’s freedom. Her choice of residence isn’t mine to dictate.” Joshua offered a knowing smile to the Knight beside him before adding, “But what compelling reason do you have to make her return to the holy city?”

    This very question was the crux of Messai’s dilemma.

    The promise of a ‘safe life’ under Saint Heloria’s protection was easily attainable for Cheryl right here in Norland.

    The only remaining incentives that might lure the former inquisitor back to the holy city were ‘status’ and ‘money’.

    Messai mentally ticked off potential persuasive factors.

    Regarding status… she lifted her gaze and once more observed Cheryl in the distance.

    “Ms. Skartan, would you mind posing for a photo with the readers? It’s for the news.”
    “Eh? Can I... Can I really be on the daytime news of the Voice of Norland? Of course, no problem at all!”

    Cheryl was animatedly conversing with a gnome, an individual bearing no resemblance to the subterranean dwellers Messai had heard about.

    This gnome was impeccably dressed and sported a pair of round-framed glasses.

    At the gnome’s suggestion, Cheryl cheerfully posed for a photograph with several readers who had traveled from afar.

    From her vantage point, Messai could clearly discern Cheryl’s genuine enjoyment in the readers’ appreciation and admiration of her work.

    In the rigid confines of the holy city, Cheryl’s existence would be confined to the shadows, her role that of a clandestine operative.

    She would be denied the very public recognition and esteem she was currently basking in.

    As for money…

    “Since when… has it become so much?” Messai’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of the wooden box beside Cheryl. This container was overflowing with the proceeds from the book sales.

    The Heresy Inquisitor’s diary was priced at a single silver coin. Yet, Cheryl’s money box was already brimming with them.
    Incidentally, Sister Denisa’s wooden box was also completely full.

    “According to my estimation, more than 300 copies have been sold. It’s a barely passable result,” Joshua remarked casually from the side. “But the book signing isn’t over yet. Moreover, the price for the copyright of this book is 5,000 Norland Gold.”

    If his memory served him correctly, the currencies of Aetherion and Norland were interchangeable, with Norland’s currency being widely accepted across all nations.

    'Five thousand?'

    The staggering number sent a jolt through Messai. She felt a sudden, almost comical, urge to confront Cheryl and demand an explanation for her earlier claims of poverty and dirt-eating.

    During her tenure as the deputy commander of the holy Army, her discretionary spending amounted to roughly twenty gold coins per month. The few hundred gold coins she had painstakingly saved over half a year were still earmarked as her future dowry.

    ‘This won’t do…’

    Messai struggled to conceive of any compelling reason for Cheryl to willingly return to the holy city with her.

    “Are you very interested in these things?” Joshua’s perceptive gaze noted her conflicted expression.

    The Knight was attempting to mask her inner turmoil, but her efforts were futile. Her lack of experience in deception was evident in the play of emotions across her face.

    “I’m… not interested,” Messai insisted, maintaining a firm stance.

    “It’s time for my lecture. If you’re interested, I might be able to teach you a thing or two.”

    Joshua glanced at the spherical device suspended above the library. He recalled that this artifact was a relic from the underground ruins, its primary function being the accurate measurement of time.

    The pointer on the sphere had already indicated three o’clock in the afternoon.

    “Lecture?”

    The word itself was innocuous, but emanating from Joshua’s lips, it carried a subtle undercurrent of the unsettling.

    What could possibly be the subject of a Chaos Demon’s lecture?

    ‘On the intricacies of human self-destruction?’
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