Chapter 92
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Chapter 92: The Top-Level Brains of the Demon Army Were Not Functioning Well
Under Zakavido’s gaze and Isabella’s nonchalant attitude, Lolth suppressed the messy memories that surged up in her mind, and casually took Isabella’s hand, using her help to mount the horse sitting in front of her.
However, after mounting the horse, Lolth noticed that Isabella was not as calm as she appeared.
At least, her arms wrapped around her waist, hands gently holding the reins of the Skeleton Warhorse, her movements were somewhat stiff.
Although Isabella usually rode a wolf, as a highly trained legendary Grand Knight, her riding skills were excellent.
It’s impossible for suddenly appearing stiff movements.
Plus, Lolth could sense that the other person was breathing noticeably quickly and unnaturally.
Even though they deliberately kept their distance, the two people sitting on the horse together maintained a few inches of space between them, with no direct skin contact.
But this distance was enough for Lolth to feel Isabella’s gradually increasing body temperature.
Isabella rode the Skeleton Warhorse forward, following Zakavido at a steady pace.
The two of them continued to sit in silence, understanding each other without words.
However, the awkwardness intensified a bit more.
Just when Lolth felt she was about to reach the height of awkwardness, Zakavido’s voice rang out again.
"Lord Lolth, this area is where the disease outbreak is most severe!"
They arrived at the center of Port of Vancouver!
This place used to be the most luxurious place besides the Ducal Residence. Wealthy merchants, lower nobles, officials, and some Superoperators originally lived here. Most of them didn’t have time to escape and had to surrender after the Demon Army invaded.
There are standalone courtyard buildings everywhere, with spacious and neatly paved roads lined with flower beds. The exquisite buildings have flags fluttering or carved reliefs on their outer walls, very elegant.
However, nowadays there are hardly any people on the streets.
Occasionally, someone passes by looking pale, unable to go far before vomiting in a corner.
"Master Lolth, the epidemic is most severe in this whole area," Zakavido said seriously, "Most of the human officials, nobles, and merchants living here… except for those with extraordinary powers, have been experiencing frequent nausea and vomiting symptoms."
Lolth glanced at the passerby and then looked around the street, her expression becoming somewhat strange.
She sat on the Skeleton Warhorse, looked at Zakavido, and said seriously, "Zakavido, do you know, if I hadn’t come, the vomiting and nausea symptoms would have become more frequent. And in a week, almost the entire city’s humans would suffer, even the Superoperators below Elite Level might not escape unharmed."
"What?! Lord Lolth, is that true?"
Zakavido said in horror.
"Do I look like I’m joking?"
Lolth looked at him and asked back.
Isabella also silently nodded.
"She… is not lying to you."
Seated on the Skeleton Warhorse, the seemingly imposing and arrogant Evil Spirit Knight immediately panicked, the fire of souls in his eye sockets flickering like a candle in the wind.
"Lord Lolth, please help me! Doyle Candice will be arriving the day after tomorrow. If she sees me turning the human residents of Port of Vancouver into this state, reporting it to the Demon King…the Demon King will dismantle my leg bones and grind them into powder for brushing teeth!"
He said anxiously.
"Don’t worry, the Demon King isn’t that cruel," Lolth waved her hand and said, "When solving a problem, you must first understand where the root of the problem lies…"
"I wish I knew where the problem was, Master Lolth!"
A sad expression similar to a crying face appeared on Zakavido’s skeleton head.
Lolth sighed and pointed to the flowerbed on the side of the road.
Inside, there were many half-open grayish-white flowers, as well as many grayish-white flower buds waiting to bloom.
Although the colors of the petals and leaves were very dull, their shapes were exaggerated, with stacked petals resembling foam and large diamond-shaped leaves. Each flower bud leaf was about the size of a human palm.
"Zakavido, can you tell me how many of these Withered Spirit Roses and other special plants from your ghost territory you have planted in the city?"
"Um, not many," Zakavido scratched his head and remembered, "I planted some in this flowerbed over here… It looks better than the original flowers, and you can even eat it – then I planted some Withered Spirit Roses in the western and southern parts of the city, and I plan to replace the woodland near the western residential area with Deathcaller Trees…"
As he said this, Zakavido suddenly paused.
Because he also realized that something was wrong.
"Wait, why are the places where these things are planted the areas with the highest rate of ‘disease’ occurrence… Is there a connection here?"
Zakavido looked at Lolth, and cautiously asked.
"Of course there’s a darn big connection, Zakavido, you are truly a genius. Who told you that Abyssal plants can be planted in human cities? The smell of the Withered Spirit Rose when it blooms is almost like smelling a poisonous gas bomb! So when the whole city is filled with Withered Spirit Rose, are you planning to suffocate everyone in the city alive," Lolth said with frustration. "They even purposely added a layer of undead power-infused soil in case the Withered Spirit Rose doesn’t survive… That’s not even the worst part, after all, the Withered Spirit Rose only smells bad when it blooms – they are even planning to plant Death Screamer Trees in residential areas. When those things start howling exactly at midnight, do you intend to send the residents away while they’re still asleep?! Will people still be able to get any sleep?!"
Remembering being tormented by the magical creatures in the Abyss’s magical ecosystem, Lolth felt very unfair for the residents here!
Zakavido was scolded thoroughly and was also shocked.
"Th- this… this… Master Lolth! What should I ask the common folk about why they are vomiting, why aren’t they speaking up?"
"No need for you to ask, I can already guess how you would ask," Lolth sighed. "Summon the people to the Lord’s Mansion, intimidate them with your frightening skull head, open your mouth and ask, ‘What is the cause of your vomiting’… Since the Withered Spirit Rose was planted under the direct order of you as an Abyssal Sovereign of legend level, do you still expect these common people to dare point out that their vomiting is your fault? Who knows, they might all think you are intentionally torturing them!"
Hearing this, Zakavido felt ashamed and nervously rubbed his hands together, making a creaking noise.
"So… what should we do now, Master Lolth?"
"Do I still need to teach you this?" sighed Lolth, "Clear out the area and plant snacks for your Second Legion near the cemetery outside the city, the environment there is suitable… As for creating a livable environment for humans, read more books on municipal governance, study hard, select a few trustworthy and reputable human municipal officials to help… Don’t try to figure it out on your own, do you understand?"
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I wonder how her “prisoners” will react as they meet more and more demons. I’d like to believe they’ll come to understand Loth’s kindness but given that this stories humor comes from their lack of understanding that seems unlikely. Don’t get me wrong I love that part about the story and it’s what drew me to it as well, but there’s a part of me that wishes for understanding between Loth and her companions.