After being betrayed by the Empire, I decided to assist the Demon King

Chapter 19 The Little Pudding Distributed
Goblins are very interesting monsters. They look like palm-sized elves with insect-like wings, but they are real monsters rather than subhumans like orcs.

The ability to work together as a team is so outrageous that it even makes people wonder if there is a spiritual connection between goblins and goblins.

Follow orders, don't lie, do things seriously, have no selfishness, can be extremely selfless if necessary, have very good patience and enthusiasm for taking care of crops and animals.

It is indeed a rare good labor force.

However, the hatred for humans is engraved in the blood of the goblin race, even human children with no bad intentions will always be pranked by the goblins.

Obviously, it was the nobles' fault again.

If humans do ten things that other races hate, then twelve or even eleven of them are related to nobles, and they really don't wrong them...

Although there are indeed good nobles, and even normal nobles account for the majority, there are definitely a lot of nobles with problems in their heads. These nobles can tarnish the impression that people all over the world have of human beings.

However, the goblins have a good attitude towards Ira.

"Lord Ira"

"septic tank already"

"ready to build"

"Poop in the streets"

"Also collected"

"Stinks"

"How long will it be?"

In response to the fairies' questions, Ira, who was flipping through the books in her room, raised her head and said, "I saw it before, then add plant ash, straw, and dead leaves, and stir every day until it becomes dry and not smelly. up to the soil."

The efficiency of the monsters in the Demon King's territory is very good. It has only been one night since yesterday's order, and the feces on the street have been collected to a position further away from the farmland, forming a foul-smelling hill.

Perhaps this is the gold content of those courtiers who are called "slaves" in the Demon King's territory. They almost don't need to be whipped and supervised, and no one does anything sneaky and tricky, and the matter has already been done.

Those so-called "slaves" may be happier and more comfortable than many citizens of the empire.

"Yes!"

"Thank you Ira-sama"

"really thankful"

"Let's go"

"Already working"

For the goblins who were chattering without any obvious gap between words, Ira chuckled and pushed the things on the table to the front, and said, "Wait, eat some snacks before going to work?"

What Yila pushed over were five small, milky white, boxy snacks. There happened to be five goblins here, and one for each person was just enough.

"what is this"

"never seen it"

“good fragrance”

"but we"

"needs work"

For the little goblin who is ready to go to work even though her saliva is about to flow out, Yila picked up a small spoon and stuck it on the QQ bouncing snack, and said, "This is pudding, the first batch of sweets in the world." version of pudding."

"How about helping everyone in Demon King City taste the taste? This is not considered lazy."

Ira said so, when he went to the kitchen to find something to eat last night... yes, he still went to the kitchen, it seems that it makes sense for Xilina to arrange his room here.

Last night, Ira found agar, which is a kind of seaweed extract used to make wine in this world, and agar is the key to the birth of modern pudding in his previous world.

There is pudding in this world, which is a kind of food similar to blood sausage, that is, a sausage made of blood, meat, fat, oats and bread. It is salty and sounds weird, but it tastes pretty good.

"Is that so?"

"So"

"us"

"Try it"

The little elf said so, and flew to the table with great interest, picked up the small spoon they made that looked like a Luoyang shovel, scooped up the milky pudding and tasted it.

"Wow"

“so sweet”

"good to eat"

"good play"

"..."

Seeing these goblin discussions, instead of the goblin who started talking like multiple words as a whole, Ira chuckled and shook her head, continuing to look at the parchment in her hand.

This book is the history of the scarlet dragon, which roughly explains how the ancestors of the scarlet dragon maintained themselves under the corruption of demons, and how they were completely blackened because of the rejection of the dragon clan.

Ira can't guarantee the authenticity of it, but it is true that all the clues of the past can be found in it.

"..."

The elves who finished eating the pudding didn't chatter, but looked at Ira who was quietly reading a book in the sunlight shining from the window... For some reason, they thought the human in front of them was very beautiful.

He is handsome, soft-spoken, kind-hearted, and gentle in his actions.

(Monsters who died on the battlefield: Do you have any misunderstandings about gentleness?!)
"Huh? Finished eating? Then please help me to give these puddings to the leaders? Including Xilina, Lord Demon King, and what I saw before... Well, just give it to everyone at yesterday's meeting."

Ira showed the puddings in small boxes on the side. He watched the five goblins lift up all the puddings and flew them up in one breath. , little goblin, it is said to be a reward from the Demon King."

"Good~"

“good good”

"Thank you, Lord Ira."

"We walked."

"Goodbye."

The goblins looked petite, but their strength was comparable to that of a normal imperial man, so it was easy for each goblin to carry dozens of puddings.

It is normal for the small pudding that is researched to be given to future colleagues to eat, and the subordinates don't need to know who Ira is, so Ira doesn't need to have a good relationship with them.

But Satan Ye needs the respect of his servants. In this way, the servants will have less gossip about it, which is very necessary for a king.

"Brush..."

The wind blows in through the window, turning the heavy parchment that Ira turned half. The wind turned half and Ira turned half, but he is the only one reading the book without the wind. Isn’t this unfair to the wind?

Such sunny weather is relatively rare in winter, although the physical fitness and cold and heat resistance of people in this world don't particularly care about the weather.

However, Ira, who was reading the book, always felt that she had forgotten something.

……

By the way, if it was the goblins, they would probably tell the servants something like "Ira-sama made the pudding, let us give you the extra part, let's say it was given to you by the devil king".

The goblin will definitely mention Ira, because...

"Little fairies, don't you know how to lie?"

Ira, who was muttering like this, fell into a long thought.

(End of this chapter)