The World of Masks

"Wow, they're not even human."

Eventually, Callie spits it out. Jack made an impression.

"You know you're one of them, right?"

"Ufufu, I'm a pathetic middleman who does nothing about what comes down from above? A real bad person is a behind the scenes, just like you. Did you know that murder is a lot heavier than murder in the first place?"

I block my mouth with my hands and look down with a low smile. I was furious and put a sting on Callie's forehead.

I sat on my desk, leaving Callie, who was sitting on her face, crying.

"But what happened?"

"Woo, a loyal slave came to see his master, but what's wrong with you?"

"Should I hit one more?"

Callie jumps up and salutes, straightening up like that in the army. Of course, Jack had military experience and was full of flaws.

"I have recovered the bodies of all the humans you ordered. Severely damaged corpses have taken their vitality and turned the rest of them into undead!"

I shout loudly in the room. However, I immediately warmed up and hugged Jack with tears.

"Ugh, that was a tough job."

Not one or two people died in the capital. Although there are workers called monsters or undead, it didn't usually take long for the humans to gather the bodies of the humans who would extract their life force and turn them into undead.

"If someone had helped me play fresh somewhere, I would have done it sooner."

Callie's eyes narrow. I looked up at Jack. And he looks like he doesn't feel guilty, and he's like, "What's wrong? 'was cast. Callie's grumbling voice echoes through her mouth.

"Most of all, so is Chloe. I had two very visible tribes cut into pieces. No, two cuts would be better. There was a very shredded corpse. I was going to turn around because I had to collect every last bit of debris because I still have life left in those things. You saw the owner, too? The knight who cut her sword in the palace was alive."

The Dark Knight's Black essentially absorbs the life force of the opponent as soon as it is cut down, and sends it to the Bead of Life embedded in the Dark Knight's Blade first. If the Bead of Life is full, send it to Armor to grow armor. However, the old palace did not absorb the life force of the Dark Knight's Black Knight.

Assuming that the armor of the Dark Knight had already grown long ago, Clodagh must have left with an empty bead of life that had been upgraded from the central altar to the best. This guy boasts enormous capacity, which is hard to fill against the few civilians after killing one person.

"You're telling me you filled that big marble of life with civilian life. God, how many people have you killed?"

Raise your hands high and wax. Of course, I wasn't annoyed by the dignity of life or anything like that. It was just because Callie had more work to do.

"Come on, come on, come on, come on."

Jack calmed Callie down with a soft, dramatic smile. Callie put him back in Jack's arms. The time has finally come for you to pay for your hard work. Callie looks up at Jack with a pompous expression. However, Jack's expression, which he knew would be rewarded with warm words, was subtle.

It's ominous. Callie's face is in crisis.

And this feeling, unfortunately, never misses.

"Now we have to expand to the entire kingdom and enslave the remaining humans, and the rebels have to kill them and take their lives or turn them into undead. What if they're already exhausted?" "

I don't know how many humans are left because they've already fled, but I still have to scrape the rest of them out.

Jesus! Calling out to an unbelieving god, Callie hesitates. I hit the floor with tears about what was so cylindrical. However, as Jack returned to his chair without caring, he stood up, expressing a calm expression and turned his head.

Jack lost his words in the unbelievable transition.

Ignoring Jack's fresh gaze, Callie gently sweeps through the room.

"But where did Mr. Chloe go?"

I haven't seen Chloe lately. Unlike Callie, who always had nothing to do with Jack, Chloe wasn't so attached to him. Rather, I was closer to a stray cat that wandered around to see if there was anything to hunt. For a cat, it's incredibly violent.

But still, I didn't completely fall by Jack's side. The contract of slavery was definitely on, and as a murderer, he respected Jack. If something doesn't happen, I won't be able to see you for days.

"I've ordered an altar to be triggered nearby."

This part belongs to the side, among other places affected by the central altar. Just a little further down the altar, so the Demon King's enormous power will be gone. Nearby, I needed to reactivate the altar the Demon King had built.

And I said, "Ah, that happened."

Callie clenches her fist. I've been busy, but I've forgotten.

"Is there a lot of health gathered at this altar?"

The roar of life that had once exploded from the central altar was spectacular to Callie's eyes. When Chloe said she was going to trigger the altar, I suddenly thought of that.

"It may not be the central altar, but it's probably the one closest to the central altar."

Since the life force has been gathering for decades, this country near the altar will have a vast harvest unlike that of the northern region from then on.

No, if you think about it, the life force that had already spread out from the central altar is already expanding, so even if you don't trigger the altar, the harvest in this kingdom will increase very quickly. It's just an extended period of time to reap that vast crop.

'If you think about it, it's not something to say.'

In fact, the central altar is in a cold, dry area. It is a very short place where plants can grow. But before going to this kingdom, the central altar was transformed into an epic whirlwind of plants. Even though it was the middle of the summer in the north at the time, it was definitely a strange phenomenon.

If the phenomenon began to emerge in this area where farming could take place, it would be easy to nourish the humans in the kingdom who survived.

Callie smiles playfully to see if that's all she can think about.

"Hehe, let's think about the democracy of the Demon King."

"Personalization?"

"Yes, demoralization. No matter how enslaved we are, we are less productive if we force people to do it without recognizing it in their hearts. Even if it's a contract, it's more likely. But what if we tie them together in a religious framework?"

Callie winks.

"My Lord, don't you want to be a god?"

Jack laughs in vain. Of course, Jack was thinking about the democratization plan and planning to put it into action. But Callie spoke up, and all I could think about was how humble I felt.

"It's good, isn't it? The kingdom will be blessed from now on. Even if you don't put much effort into it, the grain will fall out excellently. You can spill it as a blessing from the Demon King. Perhaps most peasants will become enthusiastic followers of your master."

Callie's voice rises higher.

"Ufufufufufufufufufufufufu! Sounds like fun. Let's start with the doctrine. You have to make symbols of the Demon King."

"You have symbols, right?"

The Demon King's mark was already high enough to make the whole world tremble. But Callie sticks her fingers to the left and to the right as if they weren't.

"It's too complicated. And it's so weird. Simplicity is the best thing about symbolism."

They line up things like the cross, the crescent, and the prophecy. Callie comes out of the room in a excited expression, reminding her of the ball. There was no bird for Jack to catch.

"He's on fire."

Jack sighs deeply. But I didn't exactly stop Callie. She's just a little overwhelmed, and there's a good reason Callie said that.

'If you want to get out too much later, I'll fix it then.'

I decided to think cool.

Jack jumps out of his chair. I got Callie's report, and I got a rough estimate of the resources to extract from the country.

'Let's start enjoying it again.'

I thought of a woman who would be inside today. Suddenly, a queen appeared in my head. A woman who was put in charge by the king after her death. It's young and has a beautiful complexion.

Jack licks his lips slightly and grabs the destination with an abandoned palace.

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