Demon Slayer: My breathing technique went awry after Nezuko pushed me down.

His eyes stung, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

Before working for the Bai family, he was just a down-on-his-luck merchant who was frustrated and unsuccessful.

But now...

All of this is happening before my eyes now...

Now, tens of thousands of people are looking at them with envy...

This is real!

This is not a dream!!!

Beiyuan paused for only a moment, then without hesitation, immediately descended back to the altar.

He lay prone on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the floor.

His voice trembled uncontrollably with excitement.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty."

Shirakawa Yu chuckled softly, shifting her gaze to the already bustling sea of ​​people.

“I don’t like politics, but I am happy that people live in peace and security, therefore, they need help.”

"The position of divine messenger is both an honor and a reward."

These words were spoken.

Below, all was quiet.

But only the words were silent, not the sounds.

The breathing, or rather the panting, became increasingly heavy.

"I have always firmly believed that with dedication... there will be rewards."

"Beiyuan... is just the first one."

"Anyone who contributes to this nation has the potential to become a messenger of God."

"I hope we can all encourage each other."

The crowd erupted in cheers once again.

This time it's denser, hotter, and more unreasonable.

A divine messenger?!

That's a divine messenger!!!

Wealth and glory!

Highly respected!

Immortal... Immortal!

And anyone... has a chance to get these!!?

People were red-eyed, cheering, jumping, and venting their madness and excitement.

At this moment, the way they looked at Shirakawa Yu was no longer the same as the initial respect.

It's fanaticism!

Naked fanaticism!!!

Tamayo stepped forward slowly, her voice low, so low that only Shirakawa Yu could hear her.

"Wouldn't this be too high-profile?"

Bai Chuanyu's lips remained curved in a smile, and his voice was not lowered, as if he were speaking to everyone around him.

"Faith is always the most direct and effective management method."

"If you add the tangible benefits on top of that... hehe."

He turned his head and winked at Tamayo, his voice carrying a hint of mischief.

"Believe it or not, if I told them right now that Heaven is expanding, at least one-tenth of them would dare to slit their own throats immediately."

This man, why does he say all sorts of things?

Tamayo rolled her eyes. "I believe you! I believe whatever you say!"

Shirakawa Yu grinned and chuckled, "What are we having for dinner tonight?"

Looking down at the cheering crowd below, and then at Shirakawa Yu, who was almost back to his usual irreverent self.

Tamayo shook her head helplessly and then curtsied.

"You are His Majesty, you can eat whatever you want."

A mischievous smile appeared in Shirakawa Yu's eyes.

She lowered her head, leaned close to Tamayo's ear, and whispered.

"Then go back and inform them."

"I'm happy today. Tonight... I won't miss a single one."

"Everyone, come to my room... for a get-together!"

(The End)