One Silver Coin For a Pound of Demon

Chapter 25

Draft
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More than half a year after the start of construction, you finally turned the guest bedroom back into a normal bedroom from being a confessional-level demon cage.

The sacred prayers has been permanently inscribed in many places, it's impossible to remove them without the room being levelled and rebuilt. In the past six months or so, you've tried many methods and finally managed to constructed a reverse prayer with an equal and opposite effect. The divine power is like ouroboros, devouring its tail and eventually annihilating itself. In this way, you managed to tidy up Lemuel's bedroom.

You've been careful to do many experiments, like pre-skin testing before treatment. Lemuel's biggest reaction was only a low-grade fever, it lasted for one day, he's still alive and kicking the next. His adaptability is amazing, you don't know if it's because he's been resurrected from the dead using the power of a holy relic, or if hybrid demons (or awakened hybrid demons) have this ability. When Lemuel walked safely inside the guest bedroom, you realized with hindsight what kind of feat you've accomplished— although perhaps it wouldn't really be appropriate to call it a "feat."

Your teachers will call it the act of the devil, the evil deed of the Antichrist. You've successfully used prayers to protect a creature with demonic blood. Since you've successfully taken the first step, in time, you might even help demons take strolls in the sanctuaries.

Lemuel didn't know anything about this, he didn't know much about the clergy's tricks. He walks into the room under your watchful eye and stands in the doorway, looking around. "It's a bit..." he mutters, he didn't say more after that, just thanking you.

After living together for a while, you've learned that Lemuel had quite the patience, and that many times he won't tell you directly what he thinks. It makes you pay closer attention to him and allows you see that he's a little reluctant at this point. What is this? What's wrong with the room? You're a little annoyed that you didn't ask Lemuel before constructing the inverse prayer, maybe he'd prefer a master bedroom rather than a guest bedroom. You want to say he doesn't have to live in it, give it a few more months and you can remove the master bedroom's restrictions, but Lemuel had already walked in.

"It's time to move," he whispers, as if he had made up his mind, you don't know whether he's talking to you or to himself, "I can't stay on the sofa forever."

Lemuel went to the bed, sat down and got up again. The temperature is getting colder, the sun last seen a few days ago but the bedding for autumn and winter has dried, the sheets are laid on the large and newly bought bed, and the quilts and pillows are stacked on the head of the bed. He fell back on the bed and patted the folded quilt.

"It's more neatly folded than 90% of the soldier's works. Every time I see you folding quilts, I feel like I'm still in the military camp." He says, "Is this also required in the Bible?"

"It's just the church's requirement." You add, "Not every priest has such requirements."

Being organized is always a good thing. God created you in such an orderly world, you should emulate it in your daily life. Disciplined monks measure their quilts with rulers to the millimeter, the penalty for mistakes was much worse than not having them for a night, so some of your siblings use water to straighten their quilts and sleep in their clothes for months on end. You've grown accustomed to making your bed this way, even if no one was measuring your quilt when you were on the field.

Lemuel laid on the bed, stretching out, completely messing up the neat sheets within seconds. He almost threw himself onto the spring just now, and the big bed shook. Lemuel bounced a few times on the bed, and your chest felt like the spring; beating at ease like it was weightless. You look at him for a while, then turn to look at the clock, ready to go out and buy something according to your schedule. Today is a day off, and you haven't been out yet.