The devil wants to farm

Chapter 27 Are You the Chief of the Special Administrative Region?

Everything in front of them was beyond the imagination of everyone in this team.

Yes, even the horse instinctively stomped its feet uncomfortably in fear of the mighty force that split the mountain and ground.If it weren't for the knights' hard training, superb riding skills, and timely appease the panicked horses, they might have been taken away by the horses.

"Captain Carl United, what should we do now?"

"Why don't you go back to Kaka City first!"

"Yeah, that's obviously not right."

"Let's go back and report to the city lord and general."

No one wants to gamble with their lives.

The knights have already retreated, not to mention the Kaka City militia.

"I definitely won't go to a dangerous place."

Captain Carl's first sentence calmed down the uneasy hearts of the team.

"But let me think about it first." Hold off for time.

Although Captain Carl United has rich experience, it is the first time he has encountered such a god-like power, so he is a little hesitant.

"Come here."

The magnetic voice clearly reached everyone's ears from behind the split peak.

"It seems that I don't have to choose."

Carl United captain smiled wryly.

……

"The art of invisibility—solution."

Five tauren and twelve carriages appeared in the ruined village.

The tauren had already tied up their horses, and after appearing, they began to clean up the dilapidated village.

"The art of summoning goblins."

A 1.5-meter-high green-framed door appeared beside the Demon King, and a steady stream of white-clothed green-skinned goblins gushed out of it.

Sheriff Brian has never seen such a strange goblin, and there is nothing unusual about their appearance, they are all short and have green leather pointed ears. What is strange is their clothing and temperament.

Masks and coats are whiter than winter snow, and a big red cross is drawn in the center of the white coat.There was a small box with a red cross hanging on his waist, which should be filled with potions of various colors. This was guessed by Sheriff Brian when there was a slight sound of glass colliding in the box when the goblin was running.

The costumes of hundreds of goblins are uniform and neat, and the order prohibits taciturnity. It is completely different from the chaotic image of goblins described by the troubadours. Sheriff Brian only sees this temperament in the army.

Soon two hundred goblins walked out of the space gate, lined up in ten rows in front of the devil, waiting for orders.

Following the order from the Demon King to treat the wounded, the goblins quickly dispersed, looking for their targets.

"I don't paint, I don't...I want to paint, I want to paint."

This is a villager who looks a little old. At the beginning, he refused the potions of the goblins very much, but after being glared at by the tauren next to him, he obediently stretched out his injured arm for the goblin doctor to heal.

"Color like blood, what evil potion did these demons put on us!"

As soon as the goblin doctor left, the old villagers looked at the goblin's red-painted arm in fear, suspecting the evil plot of the demons.

"Why does the devil help us, and it is such a powerful devil."

"It's probably an evil experiment. I heard from the bard in Kaka City that evil wizards would study all kinds of strange potions, and then capture people to experiment. These demons should be similar!"

"Then will we become evil demons!"

"How did I know!"

"Keep your voice down, don't let any demons hear you."

The healed villagers recovered from their injuries, and started whispering with some strength, fearing that the demons would harm them, completely forgetting that the demons saved them just now.

"Master Demon King, you see that human beings are indeed a stupid race, and they are guarding against the heroes who save them."

Saitri liked the fun of eavesdropping, but she didn't know that when she heard that sentence, her expression changed drastically, and the black crow showed its ferocious teeth.

"Ah! They actually dare to question the kindness of the Great Demon King. It's an unforgivable crime, an unforgivable crime. I want to suck up all their blood and die in howling regret!"

The black crow bouncing on the shoulder affected the record of the devil's notebook.

"Saitri, be quiet."

"Yes, Lord Demon King."

Although she was quiet under the order of the Demon King, Saitri continued to curse.

"Stupid humans are all stupid humans."

The white dove controlled by Lili didn't stop it, she thought so too, but she knew that every action of Lord Demon King must have a deep meaning, so she didn't speak indiscriminately.

Looking at the restless black crow and the silent white dove, the devil knew he would not explain, fearing that the experiment would be destroyed by these two birds sooner or later, so he stopped the quill.

"I don't need them to believe it or not."

"I don't need their gratitude either."

"It's just to give the little ones a reason to compromise themselves."

Lili is the devil's personal assistant, and she quickly understood what the devil meant.

"Through salvation, small human beings can realize the greatness and benevolence of Lord Demon King. Do you want to reduce the collapse of the belief in the God of Light and rely on the suffering of demons?"

"It is less guilty and more acceptable to obey a benevolent master than to obey a cruel one."

"Even if they don't actually recognize this kindness in their hearts, as long as they have this reason to convince themselves and others is enough."

"And the form of salvation clearly tells humans that demons also obey certain rules, rather than simple brutality of wild beasts."

The popular explanation is that at least the devil is still willing to put on a show, instead of killing at will. The villagers think that they are worth something, so they feel more at ease.

"Master Demon King, you are really gentle."

However, the Demon King picked up the quill and continued to write, and responded lightly.

"This is just part of the mission of the Devil's Special Zone."

……

After being healed by the goblin in white, Sheriff Brian obviously felt much better, and the wound on his chest covered in white bandages did not hurt so much.

"Thank you."

Sheriff Bryan earnestly thanked the goblin who healed him.

The goblin in white was obviously taken aback for a moment, then danced.

"Someone said thank you to me."

The goblin doctor next to him was unhappy, staring at his little patient.

"Why didn't you say thank you to me?"

Looking at the blood-red potion in the goblin's hand, the boy was a little scared, and said bravely.

"Thank you."

Then the goblin in white was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then danced likewise.

And from here, the thank you epidemic spread.From time to time in the dilapidated village, scared voices of thanks were heard, as well as dancing goblins in white.

……

Sheriff Brian is a thoughtful young man with a sense of responsibility and the courage to take responsibility. It was he who led the villagers to resist the massacre of the robber leader Morgan, although he failed.

It's the same now. As the sheriff of Black Village, he was the first to stand up. He didn't choose to escape like other villagers, but faced it bravely.

Standing straight is his dignity as a human being.

Under the curious eyes of the two black and white birds, he slowly came in front of the Demon King.

Bow slightly, this is life-saving gratitude.

"Great Lord Demon King, I am Brian, the sheriff of Black Village, may I help you?"

This is the responsibility and flexibility of maintaining the village.

The Demon King put down the white quill and black notebook he was writing on, looked at the serious young man, and smiled.

"I want to build a special zone here."

"Devils and humans coexist harmoniously in the test zone."

"You are the chief of the special district."

(End of this chapter)