"Yhness, the strategic value of the magic you have created... it is beyond ordinary."

  Zenarth could only think of war as a use for the chat window. He had participated in several wars to quell the internal chaos within the Demonic Realm, so he knew how important the speed of information transmission was otlefield.

  "A tool of war? No, no. Zenarth, the world before you will be a brand new world, a world where everyone is equal."

  Joshua's words once again put the Sin Demon into a stupor. With Zenarth's current way of thinking, it was indeed difficult for him to uand how great the I age was.

  "Go a some rest."

  The cube in Joshua's hand disappeared, and he did not tio poke fun at his Lifeward. Even a being as strong as a Sin Demon required rest.

  Plus, Zenarth had opened several portals in a row for the past few days. Creating a portal ed a rge amount of mana, and it was very difficult to recover all of that mana in a short time.

  "Uood."

  Joshua had entered into a ant with the Duke of Bones, and it was fair to say that the castle had bee Joshua's owory too.

  With the Duke of Bones' support, Joshua officially went from a prince who could only tinker with toys to someone who had squeezed right into the same circle as the First Prind Princess Royal.

  That was, of course, if Joshua had any iions of fighting for the throne.

  Joshua looked on as Zenarth left the hall before he focused all of his attention on the mark on his hand.

  The mark roof of the aween Joshua and the Duke of Bones. Since he was now master of part of the duke's life, Joshua had also gaihe right to trol the duke's Legion of the Dead.

  However, trolling ten high-level Death Knights was Joshua's limit. He was still far, far away from being able to and a legion of undead like the Duke of Bones did with Frostmourne in hand.

  That aside, in Joshua's view, the undead possessed more than the ability to take away human lives or devour their souls.

  Joshua ched his marked left hand, and a dark light bsted out of the mark. Following that, two transparent specters slowly flew into the room through the window.

  The two specters had the appearance of young women, and they were wearing torn, shabby long dresses, which had been inscribed with plenty of dark runes.

  They were advanced creatures uhe specter branch, banshees...

  The banshees had no will of their own, and without their master's trol, they would attay and every living creature around them in a frenzy. As they shattered the minds of their victims, they would hear the banshees' sharp and hateful wails.

  Obviously, they also had very important abilities such as floating through walls like ordinary ghosts, pig up objects, and going invisible... Most importantly, they were not afraid of the sun. The sun would only weaken part of their strength, but it would not harm their very essence.

  Joshua opened his suitcase and took out the camera. He then gave the two banshees an order.

  They slowly floated to the camera, and one of the banshees successfully picked up the not-too-heavy camera before she floated to the top of the room.

  Even if Joshua had already known the results, it was still a little surprising to see the banshee float about in the room with the camera in hand.

  With the help of the banshees, Joshua no longer had to worry about the problem of camera angles. Problems like long-angle shots, close-up shots, camera stabilization, support brackets, and the camera cart were basically not there anymore!

  If there were banshees ba Earth, all of the Hollywood directors would have hired them to be the cameramen. Perhaps the directors would not be stingy with the money for the camera equipment as the banshees could provide them three-hundred-and-sixty-degree panoramic shots without any dead zones.

  You guys are just wasted being mere undead. e with me to Hollywood and unch your career sky-high.

  The banshees definitely had the talent for camerawork... Uh... ghastly talent at that!

  It ity that the banshees had no will of their own.

  Joshua released his ched fist, and the two banshees put down the camera, then disappeared into the air. At the same time, Joshua's gaze fell upon Ciri by the firepce. She had already woken up from her sleep.

  "'t sleep?"

  "Tell me how is it possible to sleep with two ghosts staring at you?"

  Ciri looked at the spot where the banshees had disappeared from. She had woken up the moment they ehe room, and even the Duke of Bones' performance of " in D" could not put her back to sleep.

  "tinue sleeping, then. There will be nothing else disturbing you tonight."

  Joshua let out a yawn. He had not been sleeping for the past few days, ae how strong his bloodline was, he could hold on no longer.

  "You're... not sleepioo, are you?"

  Ciri looked around and saw that she had a pillow in her hand. If Joshua decided to look for a room in the castle to sleep, the neent on her neck would pel her to follow him to that room.

  "Are you upset that I'm here?" Joshua asked.

  "Of course, I am. Hmm... first things first, I'm not ied in you, never ever will be!"

  While Ciri did want to live, she was not afraid of death. She never hid whatever dissatisfas she had in her heart; it was just that she had overheard Joshua's versation with Zenarth earlier, and it made her a little fused inside.

  "Sleep early, then. We have work to do tomorrow."

  Joshua totally ignored Ciri's sneers as he pulled out a chair by the table. He leaned directly against the chair and closed his eyes.

  Ciri looked on as Joshua closed his eyes and fell into silence. She did take into sideration that while Joshua had restricted her freedom, her survival in the Demonic Realm was all due to him. In a sense, Joshua was her savior.

  Yet, Joshua's total ajesty made it very difficult for Ciri to properly thank him. Joshua would definitely ugh at her. Ciri was sure of it.

  "Thank you." Ciri hugged and muttered to the pillow with a voice that only she could hear.

  "Ciri, what did you just say?"

  Joshua's hearing was very sharp, though. He mao filter out the serenading " in D" to catch the two words Ciri had just whispered.

  "I... I... Once I'm free, you'll get it from me!" Ciri's face was suddenly flushed. To maintain her forceful disposition, she had to spit such cruel words out.

  "I see."

  Yet, Joshua's response indicated that he did not even take what she said to heart as he tio close his eyes to recuperate for the day's work.

  Ciri gently bit her lower lip as she finally fell asleep, pouting and hugging the pillow with her back fag Joshua.

  Weebkun