A mont later, the voice of Miss Devil ca from inside the cave. She seed to be in a state of bewildered shock and shouted, "Here, this seems to be a ruin!"
"There are many things inside! Uh, but I can’t understand the writings on it..."
Ruin?
Hearing this, the three people present were all stunned.
Especially Herbert, whose eyes suddenly widened.
Herbert: Huh?
No way, buddy?
Did you find a copy?
Wait, is this the Fantasy World version of the legendary chivalric encounter?
Others find the caves of ancient masters after cliff jumping, how co you found ruins after chasing a demon?
Also, isn’t this the protagonist’s treatnt?
How did you get the protagonist’s script!
Herbert’s eyebrows twitched repeatedly, feeling that this Miss Devil’s luck seed to be a lot better than he imagined.
It wasn’t just today; she had always been very lucky before.
She could be said to be the luckiest person Herbert had ever t in his life.
In the past, Kreti always wanted to be a "pure, high-class demon without lowly tastes," the epito of an evil and powerful demon!
As an outcast among her kind, she always wanted to earn the respect of other demons.
To do that, Kreti needed fa.
In Hell, only a fearso notorious could be considered praise.
For this, she did a lot of bad things she thought were despicable, hoping to make a na for herself and build her reputation.
As a result, all the wicked deeds Kreti racked her brain to co up with backfired.
All of them!
Not a single one was spared, they all started with great expectations and ended dismally.
Her intentions were extrely bad, but the outcos were extrely good.
That year, she once incited the princes vying for the throne to kill each other.
In the end, the plan was exposed before it even began, forcing the two princes to engage in a street fight.
Because of this, the Kingdom fell into chaos, the original regi was overthrown opportunistically and the new governnt released tens of thousands of innocent people who were supposed to be executed.
A noble deed.
Another year, she incited a crazy nobleman to slaughter his own offspring in exchange for power.
On that occasion, Kreti’s bewitching did work.
The nobleman indeed did it, killing his own son who was planning to murder him at a banquet.
Not only that, losing his beloved son drove him completely mad, and he went on to hack every other noble present into pieces.
Satisfying, right?
Isn’t this the start of a standard chaos scenario?
According to the usual script, shouldn’t this lead to Kingdom-wide chaos, mass civilian fatalities, and a few riots to make it interesting?
In the end, none of the attendees at the banquet were good people.
They were all notorious evil high-ranking nobles who collectively obstructed the aggressive strategies of the newly crowned King.
Once these people died, all resistance to the strategies disappeared, and after reclaiming the wealth of those nobles, the struggling small country quickly turned its fortunes around, freeing its citizens from taxes for three years.
Again, a noble deed.
There was another ti when Kreti directly controlled a noble’s mind to raise the lord’s tax to an astonishing fifty percent!
Half of the food was barely edible, a full five tis the Church’s tithe!
Five tis!
Shouldn’t these peasants have been driven mad?
Turns out, she didn’t do any early research and didn’t know that greedy noble had already raised the lord’s tax to ninety percent...
The farrs weren’t only forced to give almost all of their harvest to the lords, they also had to pay to use the mill, the oven, and other facilities.
Those farrs who could almost not survive ended up as tenant farrs for the lords, just hoping they wouldn’t be banished outside the city to face those dreadful Demons.
On top of that, there were also head taxes, property taxes, the death duties, market taxes, salt taxes, peasant taxes... all kinds of malicious taxes.
And Kreti’s "malicious tax increase" was essentially a "malicious tax cut"...
Regrettably, yet again a noble deed
There was another ti...
Another...
...
With various kinds of starting scenarios, she always entered with malice and left reaping a bunch of noble deeds.
Every ti, it was the sa.
Damn it!
Every! Single! Ti!
Eventually, Kreti beca numb.
Kreti didn’t know if her moral standards as a demon were too high, or if the moral bottom line of those nobles as humans was too low...
Every ti she suspected these people with the greatest malice, only to find herself shocked each ti by their even more profound Fallen nature.
The ruthless sches she tried her hardest to co up with didn’t even compare to the ruthless edicts issued by a casual Lord.
In the end, she ca to one conclusion.
Those nobles, especially the ones whose families had been hereditary for more than three generations—there was basically not a single decent person among them!
Really, we demons should let you have Hell to live in.
Good nobles weren’t nonexistent, though very rare.
And they were usually persecuted by other nobles, in the end, either going with the flow or being backstabbed six tis behind the scenes and forced into "suicide" retirent.
Those years, Kreti always did good deeds with bad intentions, and despite her efforts, she couldn’t accumulate a shred of bad karma—all she accumulated were noble deeds.
And this was actually the reason Kreti was able to survive under the command of a certain invincible old Deng.
Who could say this wasn’t a form of luck?
Misfortune hides beneath fortune, and fortune rests upon misfortune.
Is this what it’s like to be favored by luck?
Herbert admitted feeling a bit envious.
Darn it!
I wish I could be fed more by luck too!
Goddess of luck, open your eyes and look at !
Herbert called out passionately in his heart, hoping the Goddess would notice his expression—only to be disdained by others.
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