Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!
Chapter 305

Chapter 305: 305

After the worship was over, the believers gathered in the temple gradually dispersed, leaving only a man clad in a wide red and black gold-edged magic robe.

The man appeared to be in his forties or fifties, with a gaunt face that resembled that of a starving peasant who hadn’t had a proper meal in ages. His cheekbones were extremely prominent, giving him the look of a walnut cracker doll.

He was the bishop of this temple, Bishop Tu Jing.

To demonstrate that everyone was equal before the Demon and that everyone had the chance to fulfill their desires, the bishop would blend into the worshiping crowd during services, acting like an extremely devout ordinary believer.

This "casual" gesture, combined with his distinctive appearance, had won Tu Jing considerable favor among the believers, and many already believed that he was the true spokesperson for the Demon.

The temple grew empty and silent, and Tu Jing let out a creepy "hehehe" laugh,

"Today’s believers, as lifeless as ever, their delightful negative emotions will make the finest nourishment for the Demon Lord. The sacrifices and survivors of the war between Wansheng Country and the Luo Ze Empire will also become the cornerstone for the Demon Lord’s advent.

The only thing that’s less than perfect is..."

The smile disappeared from Tu Jing’s face, replaced by a trace of dissatisfaction,

"All these years have passed, and still, there is no news of that traitor..."

His bony hands plunged into his disheveled white hair as Tu Jing frantically scratched, venting the discontent within,

"Damnable, damnable, damnable, damnable! We’re so close to awakening the Ancient Demon Lord, to granting us Strength, to bringing more Demon Lords, to utterly conquering this boring world, and to magnificently rebell against the goddess.

If it weren’t for that person, everything would have gone smoothly.

If he hadn’t stolen the Treasure Bead, the Demon Lord would have descended into the Mortal World long ago.

After giving him so much, the Demon Lord even fulfilled his wishes, and yet he betrayed the expectations of us all.

Damn it! Damn it! Damnable! Damnable!"

Muttering "Damn it" and "Damnable" over and over, Tu Jing stood in front of dark sculptures, continuing to scratch his head with such frequency that one might wonder if he would go bald if it continued.

But no matter how long it persisted, his hair remained just as thick and lush, allowing him every time the full indulgence of releasing his inner turmoil.

Suddenly, Tu Jing’s scratching ceased abruptly, and the chilling laughter echoed once more through the dark temple,

"I feel so much better now. My negative emotions have been completely vented, and they will surely become a feast for the Demon Lord! Hehehe!"

But the echoing laughter had not lasted long when a swift series of footsteps broke the temple’s eerie silence.

A messenger, also clad in a black long robe, ran into the Dark Temple and respectfully handed a letter to Tu Jing,

"Bishop Tu Jing, this is a secret letter from Archbishop Palas Jilas. Additionally, the Archbishop has instructed me to remind you not to forget the upcoming regular conclave, which is very important."

Gently pinching the beige envelope, Tu Jing gestured to the messenger to retreat, but the messenger stood still, not moving as Tu Jing had directed,

"Is there something else?"

"Bishop Tu Jing, I have something to report to you privately. The ’customer’ from Wansheng Country seems unsatisfied with our Curse and wishes us to reposition the outcast through a Curse and cast a more malicious Curse, a curse killing, on him."

"At this point, can you still say you’re unsatisfied?"

Bishop Tu Jing’s sunken eye sockets revealed a few strands of discontent and scorn,

"It was he who had us develop that Curse, forbidding us to curse kill the exile. If he didn’t deal with it, that’s his problem, what does it have to do with us?

Moreover, we did help him with the positioning before.

If it’s still unresolved, it just proves that it’s an issue with his strength.

Besides, that’s a matter from so many years ago. With that Curse in his body, even if that guy were alive, he’d be living like a wild beast by now. Perhaps he has already become a beast, nothing could torment his body and mind more than that.

Leaving it be poses no danger."

"But..." the messenger hesitated, "that ’customer’ has a premonition, saying the one cursed will certainly return to wreak revenge in the near future. When that happens, it won’t just be him who suffers but possibly also us who stand behind him. Therefore, he wishes for us to locate that person promptly, to proceed with a curse killing..."

Bishop Tu Jing’s face remained expressionless, but the scorn in his eyes didn’t diminish in the slightest,

"To relocate him isn’t as simple as moving your mouth. We would have to pay a significant price on our side.

Tell him, if he really wants to relocate him, then let him come with his sincerity, bring a middleman and negotiate with our Archbishop.

If the Archbishop agrees, I’ll have no complaints. Call me, and I’ll go."

The messenger wanted to say more, but, seeing Bishop Tu Jing’s eerie expression, he stopped mid-sentence and respectfully withdrew.

After the messenger left, a strange pale blue flame sparked to life in Bishop Tu Jing’s hand, tossing the secret letter into the flame. The letter instantly turned to ash and, within the pale blue flame, the black ashes wove together to form word after word.

After carefully reading every word above the pale blue flame, Bishop Tu Jing couldn’t help but let out a chilling laugh,

"Heh heh heh, befitting of the Archbishop indeed. After so much time, we finally have some news.

Turns out that guy still has offspring, and the Archbishop found out his exact identity, what he had been doing before, and confirmed his death.

That guy must have entrusted the Treasure Bead to his offspring before he died.

Moreover, his offspring doesn’t know the true purpose of the Treasure Bead, perhaps merely taking it out briefly for entertainment.

And that brief moment gave us quite a number of clues.

The location sensed by the Archbishop is within the vicinity of Chuanyang City, from the timing we can assume they left Chuanyang City by carriage early in the morning.

The major event that happened on the same day...

There was also the standoff between the Giant Umbrella Chamber of Commerce and the Silver Orchid Commerce, both can be linked together, the Archbishop should also know more detailed information. No wonder he specifically notified me to make sure to attend the next meeting; it was for this matter.

Speaking of which, Silver Orchid Commerce has recently moved to Serti’s territory in a rather dismal state.

With a bit of effort, we should be able to know the contents of the meeting in advance. It’s quite exciting."

The sinister laugh "Heh heh heh" echoed in the temple, and Bishop Tu Jing slowly disappeared into the Darkness, the future they were anticipating wouldn’t be too far off.