The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing.

Chapter 378 You are next, Bishop of Greed
It is possible for Zun Zun to give a good speech, but it is unlikely for Zun Zun to give a good speech.

After all, the Crimson Demons are a bunch of complete chuunibyou, so how could they not try to be cool at a time like this?
But I hope he doesn't do that.

Now the people of Watergate City were faced with an unexpected situation and followed the guidance to move to the shelter. However, what happened next was too difficult to predict, even for everyone in a high position.

The appearance of the Witch Cult, the occupation of the control tower, rude demands, and a major flood.

The sinister and vicious female curse disgusts the people who are afraid because of the anxiety. The dangerous words are sandwiched in the unbearable curses, which are enough to dominate the city with despair.

Being locked in a dark shelter, he was unable to contact the outside world, and he saw no sign of improvement. He even heard the roar of the floodgates being opened and the city being flooded.

Even though the impact was minimal, it still broke the uneasy and trembling hearts of people.

Anxiety and unhappiness gradually grew.

This atmosphere quickly spread, and the discontent and dissatisfaction that was emanating from everywhere turned into silence and spread madly.

——This was the scene that took place in the city hall before Zun Zun came back.

But when he came back the atmosphere changed.

First, he brought the excitement of the defeat of the Archbishop of Lust, and then he saved Crusch. His extraordinary strength and ultimate effect blew away this unbearable atmosphere in one breath.

And now, Zun Zun wants to use the same method to blow away the haze in the hearts of other people in Shuimen City.

"I can only trust Zun Zun."

"Yes."

Natsuki Subaru's mumbling unexpectedly received an answer. He turned his head to look at the one-armed man beside him, his expression becoming somewhat surprised.

"That really shocked me. Do you think so, Al?"

"I guess so... I thought it was impossible, but I didn't expect it to give me such a big surprise. This unexpected development is really shocking. I... have never seen such a development before."

"Um???"

Al said this meaningfully.

Natsuki Subaru always felt that there was something else behind his words, but it was not malice or jealousy, but genuine surprise and admiration.

Although no one knows what the hidden story is, it seems that Al has a close connection with the Witch Cult.

For someone who had fled before the battle with the Archbishop of Lust, it would be best if he did not fight the Archbishop of Sin. However, he did not say anything now.

"I thought you would dissuade me."

"If you were giving a speech, I'd do that." Al shrugged, then said, "To make you give up your fantasy of being a hero... or something like that?"

Such gentle admonition hit Natsuki Subaru's eardrums directly as his expression gradually became stiff.

A hero must never lose, he must win, shoulder the hope, carry the expectations, and fight for the future. If you are determined, you must do it, no matter what.

After a while, Natsuki Subaru slowly came back to his senses and exhaled deeply.

“…I’ve always thought so.”

He has always been like this.

Losing means losing everything, and that has never changed.

"Really?" Al seemed to notice that Natsuki Subaru was wading through the mud alone, and said with some surprise: "Now I think you should go up and give a speech, brother."

"To be honest, I think so too. I wonder if it's too late for me to go up now?"

"…It's probably too late."

I saw Zun Zun had already picked up the radio microphone and took a deep breath——

before this.

Natsuki Subaru thought of something and asked, "Al, if you don't stop Zun Zun, do you think he can do what you said?"

"I……"

Al opened his mouth and was about to speak when a louder sound drowned out his voice.

"Good morning!"

A loud and energetic voice.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but cover their ears and squatted down with a look of pain on their faces. The roar that almost pierced the eardrums emanated from the radio and spread throughout the entire Watergate City.

Rather than being surprised that Zun Zun had such a strong lung capacity, they were more surprised that the radio could be so loud.

The effect of the loud voice was naturally to shock everyone. Some people in the shelters who were still fighting because of the riot caused by the Bishop of Lust all stopped unconsciously and subconsciously raised their heads to look at the ceiling of the dim shelter.

Before the broadcast, Zun Zun was still giving a speech.

No, can it be called a speech? Rather than a speech, it's more like -

"——Good morning, citizens of Priestela. It's a refreshing morning. Although it's a little late, today's broadcast will still be broadcast as usual..."

Daily broadcast?

What is this doing?
Natsuki Subaru was a little nervous, and he subconsciously wanted to interrupt, "Zun Zun, why are you…"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Natsuki. We're on the air right now."

Anastasia grabbed his arm.

"But does this count as encouragement? If you want to cheer up the people in the city, you should say something more... more passionate, more exciting, right?"

"I see. In your opinion, this is the right way to do it? No, normally speaking, your approach is the right one, right?"

"That--"

"But this alternative approach is also a good method."

Ok? ? ?
Natsuki Subaru was confused.

"It makes everyone feel at ease and calms their inner anxiety and restlessness." Anastasia touched the fox scarf around her neck and sighed, "Rather, this is the sophistication of what Zun Zun did. I really lost to him." "So, what does it mean? Can you stop being a riddler at this time?"

He asked anxiously in a low voice.

"It's easy, bro." Al answered the question, "What do students do every morning after the emergency bell rings?"

"What? A morning meeting, of course... ah!"

Natsuki Subaru suddenly understood.

For the current Watergate City, inspiring motivation is a good method, but Zun Zun's approach of making them feel calm and no different from the past is also useful. It can be said that it is precisely because they listen to the radio every day that they can calm down.

The unchanging and routine broadcasts would make them think that Watergate City had returned to its former tranquility.

Of course, the Archbishop of Sin is still here.

Nor will they think that the danger is over.

But if you think about it, you can understand that re-broadcasting means taking back the city hall, and they will no longer be disturbed in the future, and they will have room to endure. This has given them a lot of courage and confidence.

"… That's all for today's broadcast. I wish all citizens a nice day."

The broadcast was coming to an end.

But it was still far from enough, it was not enough to give them confidence, and they still lacked a shot of adrenaline. So, Zun Zun, who saw through this, injected it at this time.

"Although it is a little late, please allow your new broadcaster, your good friend, to introduce himself at the end of the program."

A friction sound was heard.

It seems that he is arranging his clothes.

"I am Zun Zun. Zun Zun of the Kingdom's candidate, Zun Zun of the Crimson Demon Clan, the only Zun in the world, and also the Zun who just defeated the Archbishop of Lust!"

After that, it fell into silence, as if giving the citizens time to digest the information.

Just one minute later.

There was a faint sound of hustle and bustle in the city.

Although they were in an underground shelter, and clearly far away from the city hall, their voices were still clearly heard by everyone.

The citizens' noise also gave Anastasia and the others the determination to fight the Witch Cult.

Zun Zun spoke slowly into the radio, in front of all the citizens and companions, and even so that the Archbishops of Sin in the city could hear.

"——I will drive all the Archbishops of Sin out of Watergate City! The next one will be you, Archbishop of Greed!"

Next, turn off the radio.

He let out a breath and looked at the people behind him.

"How was my speech? Wasn't it good?"

"Hmm...how should I say it?"

Natsuki Subaru and the others looked at each other, and after confirming their own thoughts, they said, "The middle part is good, but what about the last one? Not only did they make a strange pose, but they also issued a challenge in public. Doesn't this make the other party wary?"

"Sorry, sorry, it was subconscious."

When Zun Zun introduced himself, he couldn't help but put on the Crimson Demon Clan's second-year illness posture. This was an old habit he had developed since he was a child in the Crimson Demon Clan.

Anastasia chuckled, "But overall, the speech was great."

"Is it exciting..."

Each speech has its own theme, as stated in the Crimson Demon Clan's speech manual.

Before the speech, many themes came to Zun Zun's mind, but he finally chose the theme of The Sun Also Rises.

This means that no matter what happens in Minato City, their daily lives will not be taken away by external factors, which invisibly gives them hope and courage to restore their former peace.

The only drawback is that it's not strong enough.

And at the very end, Zun Zun issued a declaration of war to the Archbishop of Greed without paying any attention to anyone else, which could be said to be an act of provocation.

"Is this really a good idea? The Archbishop of Greed might have already lost his temper."

"Ah, just to make him angry."

Zun Zun did it on purpose.

Just like what the Archbishop of Lust said, the Archbishop of Greed is a man with very small thoughts - in other words, he is a narrow-minded and not very smart guy.

This is what it's like after becoming invincible.

Superman: Super wisdom, tell me how to defeat the enemy.

Super Intelligence: Use super powers.

Because he was so invincible, that guy became too lazy to think over time. Maybe he is now smashing cups in the room in anger.

"----Bang!"

A cup was smashed to the ground.

The Archbishop of Greediness pounded the table again as if he was not satisfied, and the table exploded instantly.

The flying debris cut another girl in the room, but she didn't dodge or cry out in pain, and she didn't even frown. Her face was expressionless, as if she was a doll that could only breathe.

"That bastard, he was so proud of himself just because he killed a few slutty girls that he even dared to talk to me like that. This is an infringement of my rights. Doesn't that guy know that..."

Just as he was mumbling, the door of the room was pushed open. A silver-haired half-elf girl appeared outside the door. She turned a blind eye to the mess in the room and spoke:

"——Let's hold the wedding ceremony."

(End of this chapter)