The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)

Any good deception comes from good preparation. Naturally, a theatric performance would need good props.

So that was what we started with: prop making.

The most important thing in this whole fakery was the item at the center of the rumor: yep, the Sacred Spear. We had to ensure the church’s agents saw the ’sentient spear’ in question.

Naturally, we couldn’t use the real one, so we had to make a substitute. One that would be carved with a lot of formations so a magician could control it from afar, and most importantly, looked like the old, unawakened Sacred Spear.

Yeah, not Avleitya after he synchronized with my druid lineage, but the spear Valmeier used in the war.

The problem was...none of us really remembered it. I had to dig into Valmaier’s memory, but it wasn’t like he spent extensive time staring at the spear. It was embedded inside his arm and had a self-purifying property, so there was no need for him to take it out for maintenance. When he did take it out, it was to fight, so the view was blurry because his eyes were constantly moving to focus on the enemy.

And so, we had to gather some people who had seen the Sacred Spear in the past and pitched our vague memories together. A prop committee, if you must. Natha even asked the Lord of Wrath to send over a demon who had seen or fought me in the past. It was chaotic and...fun?

Yeah, this was unexpectedly fun. Perhaps because I knew this was done to bait the seventh relic’s appearance, it felt more purposeful. I didn’t have to feel guilty about it, because it could be considered progress.

"Hmm... I don’t think this part is that extravagance."

"Should we add some nicks and dirt so it looks old and used?"

"Wait--the blade shouldn’t be that shiny. Make it seem like it had been used for nine years!"