Chapter 1941 - 529: The Demon King's Power Far Surpasses That of the Enchanting Demon_5

"Two copper coins? Ha, are you saying I should read blessings in front of the Holy Statue for them for those two copper coins, and then keep their vows until the end of time?"

The apprentice originally wanted to ask if this was not what the servant of the Divine should be doing, but seeing the Master in a bad mood, he reconsidered and held back the words.

Obviously, the Master is not angry because of the newspaper, but because of the profane "Bell Sound" in the Colin Grand Theater.

Or perhaps—

He's simply angry at the Grand Duke.

In fact, the citizens of Thunder City feel the same.

What they may want to break free from is probably not just the shackles of marriage, but marriage, confined by the "Bell Sound," has become an outlet for emotions.

And at the same time, the Grand Duke has gladly utilized this emotion.

He successfully turned his subjects' "religious records" into "household records," taking over the marriage registration work originally managed by the Church as a matter of course.

This is a huge benefit for the Duchy.

And it won't provoke a backlash from the conservative forces among the people.

But these things are not something an apprentice can think of, only the smart Priests can clearly see that an invisible Black Hand is using the shortsightedness of ordinary people to lead the future of Thunder City into the "Abyss" of chaos.

The Priest glanced furiously at the distant City Hall, muttering a curse under his breath.

"Let them ring the Bell themselves in the future, let Horace do it, let Miss Eloise ring it herself! I won't bother with this hassle anymore!"

...

At night, the banquet hall of Andes Manor was shimmering with lights.

Giant crystal chandeliers cast brilliant lights, illuminating the luxurious silk gowns and modest yet graceful smiles.

In the past, it was always the Earls and Barons who came and went here, but now it's the newly risen nobles of the Campbell Duchy.

Their combined titles aren't enough to make an Earl, and many among them aren't even Nobles, not even holding the title of a Sir.

For example, the invited Iris Flower Theater Troupe.

Standing in the center of the crowd, coming from Demon City, Kaylee felt as if the red carpet beneath her feet was a cloud, so soft that it made her feel unsteady.

Her cheeks were burning hot, and her breath was chaotic, as if soaking in a hot spring.

Not because she was struck by the Holy Light—

It was mainly because she'd never seen such an occasion before.

Not every student at Demon King Academy is a Demon Second Generation; except for Temple Orphans like Luo Yan, most students come from ordinary citizens' homes in Demon City.

Even now, Kaylee feels a strong sense of unreality.

She felt she had muddled her way to the Great Graveyard of Thunder County, and in the blink of an eye, stood on the stage of the Human World.

In another blink, her performance unexpectedly took the entire Thunder City by storm, even prompting legislative action by the Parliament. And now, even the Grand Duke of the legendary Hero Family stood before her…

According to the standard script, isn't the next step supposed to be taking out the Light of Praise?

However, the "Execution of Justice" did not arrive.

"What an outstanding performance."

Looking at the 'terrified and humble' Miss Kaylee who lowered her head, the renowned White-haired Duke smiled and extended his right hand, generously offering his praise.

"Even my wife couldn't help but weep for your moving love story, and she's unable to attend tonight due to her swollen eyes."

He was wearing an exquisitely tailored dark blue suit with the Campbell family crest pinned to his chest.

Although the aura of a superior wasn't deliberately released, Kaylee still felt an oppression coming from the depths of her soul.

That was the aura of a Gold Level expert.

And possibly an upper Gold Level one!

The weak Kaylee didn't dare to raise her head to meet the Duke's eyes, but extended her slightly trembling hand, accepting the handshake from this significant personage.

"I apologize, Your Majesty, it was I who disturbed your wife..."

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito, afraid it might give her away. However, her timid appearance was quite like that of a commoner actress, upon meeting a Noble.

"Haha! There's no need to apologize to me."

Edward laughed heartily, speaking humorously.

"Rather, I should thank you for giving me the opportunity to exhibit gentlemanly grace, allowing me to offer my handkerchief at that moment."

He was in an exceedingly good mood!

Earlier, his Intelligence Officer had reported to him that the local Priests were attempting to occupy the vacant niches of the feudal lords.

After all, compared to the Affairs Officers sent by the Duke, the peasants in the local area evidently trusted those Priests more, considering that many matters were alternately handled by Lords and Priests.

Even if those local Priests had no intention of seizing power, they were unwittingly gathering the masterless peasants around them.

They were gathering not just people.

But also the omnipresent feudal jurisprudence, and the originally Lord-recognized personal dependence relationships, the non-secular moral shackles, and more.

The Bell Sound at the Colin Grand Theater was like a timely gust of wind, and the proposals emerging in Parliament immediately afterward were even more opportune.

He was in need of a powerful firearm, and someone handed him a gun and bullets, even helping him load the rifle.

Edward had only one wistful thought—

God bless the Duchy!

It's a pity Prince Colin was busy today and couldn't attend, otherwise, he would have personally shaken the Prince's hand to express gratitude.

The White-haired Duke is even more approachable than legends describe, and Kaylee's tense nerves gradually relaxed.