Chapter 82 - Ceremony
With complicated emotions, the adjutant arrived at the theater. The ticket provided by the letter he received was a general admission ticket. Fortunately, his seat was close to the stage.
The adjutant found his seat and sat down. After seating, he looked around. Only then did he discover that all the surrounding seats were packed full.
All these people… came here to see two demons?!
The adjutant felt disbelief toward what was happening. He carefully examined the people around him.
From their expressions and conversations, he was able to tell that they were all feeling very excited. The adjutant even heard several women expressing their desire and admiration for that Demon Prince.
Wait… express their desire and admiration for a demon? If this was in the Nation of Holy Church, what they’re saying would be able to put them in the Heresy Tribunal!
But, the adjutant immediately thought otherwise. This was no different from the rumored evil sects established by demons!
What was happening now was a demon worshipping ceremony! This was an unprecedented evil ceremony with three thousand participants!
“Okay. I’ve never heard of it before.”
Ciri had no idea where Joshua obtained all his creativity from. This song being sung by Belle was much more pleasant than all the minstrel and bard songs she had heard.
When Ciri turned her focus back to the stage, a lofty figure appeared on the stage. The moment he appeared, applause and cheers suddenly broke out through the entire theater.
Demon Prince… The Demon Prince that had sacrificed himself for Belle was still alive. Merely that was enough to cause the spectators of the stage play to applaud nonstop.
Ciri was following the crowd and applauding too.
“Do you think a demon and a human can really be together?”
Ciri suddenly asked that question as she watched the lofty Demon Prince holding Belle’s waist to start dancing with her.
“Ciri… let me tell you a secret. To Zenarth, humans are hairless monkeys. That other demon races also thinks like him.”
Joshua wanted to tell Ciri ‘that’s of course not an issue.’ But, the different demon races possess vastly different senses of beauty. With different senses for beauty, how could they possibly fall in love?!
“Then, what about me?” Ciri suddenly turned around to look at Joshua. The female mage’s silver-gray eyes were fixed onto Joshua.
“What do you see me as?”