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

chapter 82

"That's it. I have asked the bugman to direct the little lemurs to transplant the white cones. You may be needed to release the plant growth technique at that time. Please also, Vera."

"..."

As for Ira who said this, Vera responded with contemptuous eyes, and she complained: "That's why you came to me at night? You know I'm easy to use and you use it all the time, right? It's this legendary spell again. What if you use me up?"

For Vera who kept having a yellow accent, Yila had nothing to do. He shook his head and took out a crystal clear translucent blood-red bead from his pocket, and handed it to Vera.

"I'm the one who's going to be used up, no~ I'll take this as a reward... If you need the mummified body of the white ball monkey and the quota of white ball wine, you can also apply to Xilina, and say that I will give it to you on my own initiative." of."

Ira said so, and Vera was stunned at the moment. She stared at the round thing that seemed to be a jewel polished by countless craftsmen, and then looked at Ila in amazement, and said: "Blood crystal? You Condensed with the power of Senata?"

Yes, this is what Ira spread out her blood clan wings, using the power of Senata to imitate the method of a blood mage to condense something called [Blood Crystal], which is a very rare alchemy and spell-casting material.

It is one of the materials needed for many magical equipments with [killing enemies and returning blood] and [abundant blood energy]. Because the number of blood mages who can condense [blood crystals] is rare, they usually use natural blood crystal mines to replace them in the same place. .

But the price of the blood crystal mine is by no means cheap.

According to the rumors, before becoming the Chief Consul, Ira had been relying on blood crystals to make money, subsidizing the Alcaras family, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, and that was why it was barely enough to explore the expenses of magic.

Mage is a big burner, so generally only aristocratic families can produce mages.

"Is it enough?"

Ira patted the head of Vera, who was lying on the table looking at the blood crystals, ignoring the broad mind squeezed into a beautiful shape on the table, waiting for the other's answer.

"Enough is enough!"

But Vera looked like she had earned it, she was very happy, and she replied flatteredly: "I must be very satisfied with the blood crystals coagulated by the cruel blood witch~"

This title, the title of [Cruel Blood Witch] was the title Ira used to have in the mage circle. He always thought that this title was pure and secondary, but he couldn't take it off.

After he became [the chief executive officer of the empire], no one mentioned this title.

"Don't call me that..."

So Yila, who answered this way, just showed an embarrassed expression, and then decisively left Vera's room, but before stepping out of the room, he turned his head and said: "If there is nothing wrong with my design, you only need Just cast three or four spells."

"I know, I know, don't say it three times, ten times is fine, go go go go~"

"..."

Speechless, Ira left Vera's room with the sound of "go go go" like a pet being chased away. He looked through the window of the room in the corridor of the Demon King's Castle and looked at the room where several bottles were being sealed by the light. The goblin maid who collected the liquor.

This kind of thing is indeed better for little goblins to do.

The wine liquid found in the forest before was collected in a total of more than ten bottles, and that would probably be the production of the white ball monkeys for more than ten years. After all, they simply store the excess fruit in just the right tree hole only here.

After that, under the control of the demon dog trainer, besides eating and sleeping normally, the monkeys would always use a reasonable method to speed up the brewing of white cone fruit wine through koji.

In this way, an industrial chain is formed.

It is foreseeable that the fate of the white ball monkey will not be too good. After all, the demon dog trainer is a demon, and their domestication method is to rely on the contract between the souls to forcibly restrain them. From a certain point of view... they are slaves contracted.

But this world is not likely to have animal protection associations or anything.

The next step is to check the situation of the trade port, to see if the keel of the trade ship has been built, then to see the situation of the transplant team, then to see the situation of the demon dog trainer, and then to see the condition of the paving road. gravel...

Again……

"..."

"Haha...haha..."

Ira took a deep breath, he lightly supported the window sill in the corridor to relax a little bit, he closed his eyes gently, and immediately felt the incoming drowsiness... In fact, after coming to the Demon King's Territory, he had already slept a lot a lot.

Now at least five hours of sufficient sleep can be guaranteed.

But besides sleeping, his work is more complicated. Maybe... the troublesome requests and etiquette of the empire, although it makes people feel extremely disturbed, may be a kind of protection for the body.

No wonder.It's just that Ira is too diligent now.

But in fact, at this point in time, there are still many monsters working, such as the ones Ira mentioned above... Although some of them are changing shifts, some don't need to sleep at all.

"..."

Forget it, let's look at those things tomorrow morning... Now go to Mr. Lime for something to eat, go back to the room and think about the strategy of exploding the population while exploding the farmland, and then go to bed.

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"..."

"Huh...huh..."

Mr. Lime, who was holding a plate of toast with blueberry sauce, and a plate of pate and eating tree mud with beef strips, looked at Ira, who was lying on the kitchen table, breathing evenly and sleeping, and was stunned. After a daze, he gently placed the food beside him.

For a while, he didn't know whether to wake up Ira, but he couldn't help complaining to the other leaders: Is Mr. Ira too much about the affairs of the Demon King City?

He must have been exhausted to fall asleep in the kitchen.

"Mr. Lyme, I..."

"Shh~"

After Xilina walked into the kitchen, before she could say a few words, she saw Lyme beckoning softly. Following Mr. Lyme's gesture, she saw Ira lying on the table and falling asleep.

"Master Ira... is she asleep?"

Xilina lowered her voice and asked, while Mr. Lime nodded and explained: "Mr. Ira came to eat something. After I finished, I saw Mr. Ira fell asleep. He saw Looks tired."

"..."

Xilina's mood is very complicated. She doesn't know whether she is more grateful, more guilty, or even more self-blaming... After all, they are also the ones who tied Yila to the thief's boat.

Maybe if Ira was allowed to go to Silvermoon Grove, his life would be ten thousand times better than here.

However, maybe because of their soft conversation, or maybe because it was uncomfortable to lie on the stomach like this, Ira also woke up at this time, he coughed twice, and said: "Uh... cough cough, sorry, I Fell asleep."

"Uh, are you there, Xilina? I'm ashamed, I let you see a joke, I'll take it back to my room and eat..."

Saying so, Ira picked up the plate and left the kitchen.

"..."

"The one who should be ashamed is me... Lord Ira."

With such a sigh, Xilina's mood became more complicated.

(End of this chapter)