Miss Demon King, Please Endure a Little Longer - Volume 2 Chapter 16

Chapter 16: You’re the Ones Who Should Get Lost

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Aira was thinking to herself, do you even understand propaganda? Propaganda needs to be simple, easy to understand, and down-to-earth. Back when I was giving speeches in demon taverns, you little brat wasn’t even born yet.

But the feeling on her arm was so big and soft that the Demon King couldn’t bring herself to say these things.

So she smiled sweetly: “Lia~, time is too tight, I can’t think of something so perfect…”

“Don’t act cute, speak properly!”

“…”

Damn little brat, I should have dealt with you last night.

That’s right, although she lost again last night, the Demon King felt she hadn’t used her full strength yet. If she brought out her real skills, there was still a chance of winning.

No matter how inelegant the Saintess thought it was, the propaganda had been launched anyway and attracted many people.

“Can I really get money?” A passing uncle came over to inquire, still holding half a piece of bread in his hand. “Just by reciting a few sentences?”

One pearl shell wasn’t much, but it wasn’t little either, and the conditions were extremely simple, it was like picking up money for free. It happened to be morning now, and many people carried breakfast with them, eating while walking.

“Yes.” Lia showed a holy smile on her pretty face. “There’s only one requirement, be sincere.”

As for what prayer to recite, there was a piece of paper posted on the table with everything written on it.

The passerby looked down at it, scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, and pulled over a nearby acquaintance.

“Hey, old Charlie, help me read what’s written here. There are a few words I don’t recognize.”

“Really just a few words you don’t recognize?”

“You… don’t worry about it so much.”

There were many illiterate people around, and many who knew each other, so they all gathered around to listen to old Charlie read the words. It was just a few sentences in total, very simple. After listening a few times, several people on the spot said they had memorized it.

Lia had them close their eyes and recite it once while holding their breakfast.

“O Light, under all heaven and also in my heart, please bestow Your grace, grant us… us… us…”

The first person forgot the words and failed.

“Grant us wine and delicacies, grant us warmth and health, I will praise You forever, day and night without rest…”

The second person said the wrong words and failed.

“I didn’t remember wrong, old Charlie. Did you teach it wrong?”

“Bullshit! I recited it several times, it’s ‘day and night without cease’!”

In the first round, about 10 people participated in total. In the end, 5 people succeeded in the challenge. Lia nodded in confirmation to them, and Aira handed out the pearl shells beside her.

“Here you go, first come, first served~”

Seeing that they could really get money, and it was personally handed out by a cute girl, the area around the missionary platform immediately became lively.

“Let me try, let me try!”

“I’ll give it a shot too.”

“I was listening from the side just now and already memorized it.”

Due to limited space and limited staff — just the Saintess alone, each round could only have a dozen or so people praying together.

Lia didn’t need to really listen; she only needed to sense whether there were changes in the food in their hands. The prayer effects of entry-level believers were very weak, basically equivalent to heating for an extra half minute, providing a bit of warmth retention and sterilization.

But as long as they successfully performed the blessing, they became believers of the Goddess of Light, which was very important.

The people in front were praying, and the people behind were also listening. The success rate gradually increased.

During this time, Aira also saw someone she recognized. Ami, the little apprentice from that workshop. Because he was short, he queued up much later, but that wasn’t without benefits.

“Big sister, I listened to the people in front recite it many times and memorized it all!”

He wasn’t lying. He was indeed very fluent and sincere, successfully becoming Harbor City’s youngest believer.

Seeing more and more people joining, breakfast time had long passed, and it was almost lunchtime, yet people were still rushing over with bread in hand.

The evil little troublemaker’s wicked ideas are quite effective, Lia secretly thought.

She was very happy, but on the other hand, she was a bit worried.

“Hey, Aira, won’t our making such a big commotion attract something bad?”

“Uh, probably not.”

Aira didn’t know, but theoretically speaking, Harbor City’s management personnel were just the Market Administration, and they even glossed over murder cases, so they probably wouldn’t bother with their missionary activities.

She guessed right, the Market Administration people indeed didn’t come to interfere, but neither of them expected that some other things would arrive not long after noon.

“Gua gua! Heretics! Gua gua!”

“He will punish you for such blasphemous behavior, gulu gulu…”

Hearing these words, Lia was so angry her chest heaved up and down. Good heavens, as the Saintess of Light, in over 10 years since birth, she had only ever called others heretics, she never imagined there would be a day when someone would call her that.

The world was turned upside down!

What came was indeed a group of merfolk, with fishmen and frogmen making up over 70%, and the remaining small portion being nagas with human heads and snake bodies. Although they carried no weapons, they all held small divine statues and shrines made by workshops, as if those would give them power.

These guys moved very roughly, and several people in line were knocked down by them.

Lia grabbed Aira’s arm and pulled the girl behind her: “Be careful, hide behind me.”

Little silly girl, should I avoid their momentum?

“Okay~” Aira responded softly and obediently.

The leading fishman approached the missionary platform, slammed the shrine in his hand on the table once, and spoke in a voice that bubbled in his throat: “What are you doing? What do you want to do? Stop your heretical behavior immediately!”

Lia raised her delicate eyebrows, getting a bit angry.

Don’t rush, don’t get angry. As the Saintess of Light, walking outside represents the goddess’s image. You must show the gentle appearance of the Goddess of Light.

“We are not heretics. Everyone knows that in the human kingdom, the Church of Light is…”

“Leave quickly! Leave quickly!”

The merfolk wouldn’t let her speak, stomping their feet and shouting slogans on the spot, acting exactly like a bunch of ruffian hooligans.

Lia tried hard to keep her pretty face tense until a voice came from behind her—

“Shut up!” The pink-haired big-breasted beautiful girl shouted delicately, “This is a human city, you’re the ones who should get lost!”

These words resonated with the crowd. One hot-tempered person couldn’t hold back and punched the fishman in front of him.

“Damn #@¥#@! I queued for half an hour, and now you come over to drive people away. Who’s going to pay me?”

This punch made the situation tense. People and merfolk began pushing and shoving each other, just one last straw away from fighting.

At this moment, Aira stood out again and shouted delicately:

“Fight! Fight without worry! If you get injured, we’ll heal you on the spot! No one will get hurt!”

Bang!

Several people started fighting!

At this moment, Lia felt her heart surge with excitement, as if the self who faced thousands of troops in the royal capital last month had returned.

She first pulled the girl back behind her, then slapped the table:

“Believers of Light! Fight for the goddess! The goddess and I won’t let anyone get hurt!”

After saying this, she immediately held her hands together and began praying. A warm light descended from the sky, falling on everyone present.