Your Friend Foya Is Online

Cecily stood atop the castle walls, looking down at the long lines of people below.

The ashing of the land had brought more than just reduced food supplies. More critically, many civilians had been affected by the gray mist, and among the Chaos Demons in particular, many had developed intermittent headaches.

Cecily had heard her subordinates complain several times about the stabbing pain that would occasionally flare up in their heads.

The golden potions Joshua had given her could cure this illness as well, but there were simply too few of them.

The High Elves Joshua had brought this time possessed the ability to cure this illness.

The branches they summoned could clear the dormant gray mist from the bodies of more than twenty civilians at once.

After receiving treatment from the High Elf priests, these civilians immediately bowed respectfully toward Cecily, who stood atop the wall.

In the minds of the civilians of The Demonic Realm Royal City, the Second Princess had long become a guardian-like figure. Naturally, they assumed the arrival of these foreign healers was Cecily's doing.

"These honors should have belonged to you."

Cecily watched the crowd below, but her attention was focused on Joshua beside her.

"But you're better suited for these honors than I am, Sister. And you need them more."

Joshua felt his eyelids growing heavy. Since completing the construction of Aserkelo's servers, he had gone nearly four days without sleep. It was only natural that he was tired.

"..."

Cecily turned and looked at Joshua for a long while.

Her younger brother's face had not changed at all. But during a disaster two years ago, Cecily remembered that he had been swept into a surge of magical energy during an experiment. When the surge finally subsided, he had stopped breathing.

Yet in