"No, who are you exactly? Do you think your na is famous throughout the Northern Continent? What I’m asking is whether you’ve heard about the other party."
Talia found Lanci’s reply sowhat amusing.
"Truly, I haven’t."
Lanci shook his head,
"However, a friend from the Northern Continent did tell that it seems a group of unknown Demon Race mbers are indeed concealed there."
Lanci rembered Sigrid ntioning in a letter that the initial panic in the north of the Protoss Empire originated from the ergence of a mysterious Demon Race.
"Could it really be an extrely evil Demon Race who ca over from the other side of Calamity Servitude?"
Talia murmured to herself in confusion.
"The ancient texts in the Demon Race’s royal palace once spoke of a powerful and unnad Demon Race that infiltrated the Demon World. When caught and put on trial, it was discovered they ca from the other side of Calamity Servitude, and that their spells and items were extrely dangerous. Despite that, they were ultimately let go, because they did not want to make enemies."
Talia didn’t know the truth or specifics behind this secret of the Demon royal family, but she conveyed everything she knew to Lanci through telepathy.
Nowadays, perhaps only she and Isatia were aware of this matter.
Taking a step back, Isatia might not even know, since she didn’t like reading.
"So you’re saying that the one spreading the curse in Floral City Pariel could possibly be another, more mysterious Demon Race outside of your establishnt?"
Lanci asked telepathically.
Then, the unrest in the northern part of the Protoss Empire and Duke Morotian’s betrayal would all have a cause and effect.
"I can’t rule out that possibility."
Talia agreed.
"..."
Nigel watched as Lanci and Tata exchanged looks, communicating silently for quite so ti, unsure how they were exchanging information without speaking.
He didn’t feel it was appropriate to ask anything.
"In any case, Nigel, according to Tata’s Identification result, it’s indeed very likely that the other party is a mber of the Demon Race, not human, and not one of the old demons from the holy wars,"
Lanci, noticing Nigel’s eager gaze, finally revealed the conclusion to him.
Talia’s eyes twitched.
She felt that when Lanci ntioned "old demons," he seed to place an indistinct emphasis on the words.
"Understood."
Nigel nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
The race of the Curse Spreader was already crucial information.
He had indeed suspected his ntor, Lord Perlman, could be the Curse Spreader.
Because the Eighth-order Demon Tribes that matched the strength of the Curse Spreader he had deduced over the past two days were Lord Perlman of District 10 and Lord Aitio of District 9.
Hearing what Lanci and Tata had said, the suspicions against his ntor, Lord Perlman, were significantly reduced.
And Aitio, as Migaya’s forr follower, had always been the Demon World Lord closest to humans; it was almost impossible for her to be the one.
Therefore, it was highly likely that the real culprit spreading the curse was a mysterious Demon Race that had infiltrated from outside Poson in recent years.
Their activities could almost be confined to the Demon World of Poson—if they were indeed of the Demon Race, with the Senate’s sudden border control mode of the past few days, it would be highly likely that the Curse Spreader, attempting to disguise as a human and cross the border into Pariel’s district, would be directly apprehended.
The Curse Spreader also didn’t anticipate that Lixancy would be decursed, which led to the Senate’s series of counterasures and chain reactions.
"By the way, Nigel, you ntioned that you are going to attend a Demon Race’s banquet this Sunday evening. Do you want us to accompany you?"
The end of a topic always brings you back to the beginning.
Lanci recalled Nigel’s initial comnt.
It seed that he didn’t want to bother them but also inquired whether they were free.
"I’m quite worried that a curse will occur at my ntor’s banquet because the Curse Spreader is now being rigorously searched by us throughout the Demon World, and they are getting increasingly desperate. The enemy’s plan may be accelerating, and the final battle could erupt at any mont. Moreover, the banquet will gather many notable figures from the Demon World of Poson."
Nigel explained with a bitter expression.
If a Demon goes Berserk due to a curse at the banquet, according to Demon customs of Poson, the Berserker must be slain, otherwise it would attract the scrutiny of the Senate.
With the existing disagreents between the Demon World of Poson and the Senate, they would definitely not give the Senate a chance to suppress them.
If a Berserk event would occur, Nigel wasn’t sure he could persuade the other Demons present to let him take the cursed Demon away.
It could even lead to conflict with other Demons.
Because from the perspective of the other Demons, they do not trust Nigel, the Senate’s lapdog, and letting Nigel take away a Berserk Demon could easily be seen as falling into a trap laid by the Senate.
The confrontation with Astrophel last ti had left Nigel with no easy explanation.
He couldn’t reveal that there was now a cure for the cursed Demons, nor could he expose Lanci’s existence.
Fortunately, Lanci currently had a well-established disguise as Rocky McCarthy, ensuring no harm would co to Lanci on his return journey.
Then, on the day of the banquet, as long as Rocky McCarthy, who could decurse at any mont, was by his side, even if a true Berserk cursed Demon erged, he would be able to subdue them and cure them right away.
"Basically, if the Curse Spreader chooses to cause trouble at that banquet, we might be able to convince the other Demons to help us catch the Spreader on the spot by decursing them on the spot, right?"
Talia crudely summarized Nigel’s conclusion.
The Curse Spreader was highly likely to not miss this opportunity to bait Nigel.
If Nigel tried to save the Demons and provoked them, the Curse Spreader would have the perfect chance to eliminate Nigel without possibly having to appear or act personally.
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