Chapter 449: Chapter 444: Demon Devourer Chapter 449: Chapter 444: Demon Devourer “Absurd!” Upon hearing Remilia’s request, Muria stiffened slightly, then stood up and reproached her with a furrowed brow.

“You rejected me again.” Remilia pouted her lips and gazed at Muria discontentedly. “Why not?”

“Because you’re too young.”

“So can I when I’m older?”

“No.” Muria shook her head. “There’s already another person I am fond of. By the time you’re grown up, I should already have entered into a partnership relationship with her. There’s no opportunity for you.”

“I don’t mind. I just need to have a child with you to be the kingdom’s successor.”

“I do mind.” Upon hearing such an infantile remark, Muria’s face darkened. “Remilia, your way of thinking is problematic, always trying to shirk the responsibilities you ought to bear.

You need to understand, your current lavish living conditions and accommodation in such a luxurious palace are due to your Scarlet surname. As royalty, you enjoy the kingdom’s subjects’ devotion, so you are obligated to protect and assist them, rather than evading responsibilities.

This is not the mindset a queen-to-be should have. I was wrong. What you need now is to undergo hardship, rather than mechanically dealing with matters you have no understanding of, in such a comfortable environment.”

“…” Hearing Muria’s reproof, Remilia lowered her head in grievance, keeping silent.

“Due to the Magic Disaster, nearly one-third of the kingdom’s commoners were displaced. They have all gathered in various nearby cities, causing great trouble to local law and order. As the ruler of the kingdom, you need to solve these problems.”

Remilia raised her head in a daze and looked at Muria. She did not have a concrete grasp of everything her Golden Dragon older brother was saying. The numbers of how many demons attacked, how many commoners were wounded, financial losses, etc., on the war reports were just meaningless figures to her rather sheltered self.

Unless she saw things firsthand, she wouldn’t understand what these numbers represented. Remilia, as a ruler now, was undoubtedly highly unqualified. Given her current experience, when dealing with refugee-related affairs, she was likely to utter legendary phrases like “Why not eat meat?”

“Starting tomorrow, you will leave Scarlet and, as the sole heir to the Lockman Kingdom, preside over the post-war city restoration work throughout the kingdom. You need to become a qualified queen, not an evader.”

“I don’t want to leave Scarlet, I don’t want to leave the royal palace, I don’t want to leave you.” Remilia hugged her knees, puffed out her cheeks, and glared at Muria angrily.

“That is not up to you.” Muria kept a straight face, attempting to maintain an impassive serious expression. “You will go whether you want to or not. Tomorrow, I will arrange for a team of Storm Giants to escort you on your journey.”

“Bad brother! I hate you!” Seeing Muria’s stern face that seemed to leave no room for debate, Remilia angrily threw her pen onto the table, spread her giant black wings that were even taller than her own height, and flew off straight away.

“I’m going to play with Yingdila.” Remilia used to follow the rules, sit there, and review official documents just to please Muria and to get him to compliment her. Now that Muria had angered her, she simply ran off, unwilling to deal with him.

“Her mental growth is too slow, almost stagnant.” Looking at Remilia, who stormed off like an impulsive little girl, Muria sighed softly.

Even though it was the Ancestor Blood from which the source power had been gleaned, it still had a transformative, almost all-round impact on humans and indeed affected Remilia’s soul.

For instance, after Remilia advanced to the state of Soul Intent, the Soul Intent Circles she formed exceeded human limits, attaining an astounding ten circles achievement. And what’s more, she hadn’t yet advanced to the Second Tier. Her ten Soul Intent Circles were not her limit; she could become even stronger.

This was already an indication that her soul had changed. Apart from her outward appearance, Remilia now had nothing in common with humans. However, this had its pros and cons. One of them was that Remilia’s mental maturation had nearly come to a halt.

Remember, she was now almost twenty years old, but her mental age was still at ten. This should not be. Muria thought one of the main reasons for this was that he had always kept her within the royal palace. Therefore, he considered making Remilia supervise the national reconstruction project in an attempt to quickly mature her mentally.

…

“Master.” A middle-aged gentleman of elegant bearing knelt at Muria’s feet. This was Mels, who had surpassed the realm of Legend eight years ago and was now Muria’s chief enforcer.

“Have you already sent it over to Yingdila?”

“It’s already been sent.” Speaking of Yingdila, Mels, who had the strength of a Legend, revealed an apprehensive expression. If it wasn’t for Muria’s order, he would definitely not want to get close to that monster who seemed to desire to consume everything.

“Did she finish everything that we sent before?” Muria asked curiously. He always had a mixed feeling of seventy percent affection and thirty percent dread for Yingdila.

“She has finished everything!”

“Does she have a black hole in her stomach?” On hearing this, Muria surprisingly rubbed his brow.

Demons’ corpses are extremely polluting and can cause nearly destructive damage to the surrounding environment. Therefore, dealing with the demon corpses after they’ve been killed is a significant problem.

Before the Magic Disaster, handling demon corpses was manageable as their numbers were small, and they were easily digested by demon warlocks and mages, who couldn’t get enough of them.

But now, it’s impossible to rely on mages’ experimental needs for absorption. The demon corpses killed by the Demon Hunting Team on a daily basis pile up to form mountains. Hence the Lockman Kingdom needed a place to handle these demon corpses in large quantities.

Yingdila’s stomach then became Muria’s only choice. People collect demon corpses from various locations daily and deliver them to Yingdila for her to devour arbitrarily.

The beginning of the Magic Disaster marked the onset of Yingdila’s happy life: she had almost an endless supply of food every day. Of course, Yingdila’s food consisted mostly of low and medium-grade demon corpses.

The corpses of high-grade demons at the Legend and Soul Intent levels were individually collected by Muria. No matter their quantity, these demon corpses always maintained their value and couldn’t be supplied to Yingdila.

Nevertheless, Yingdila, who on average consumed hundreds of thousands of demon corpses daily, underwent a highly terrifying change. Muria could no longer see through her. Her combat power was hard to fathom and the power system of Elasia couldn’t be applied on her.

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