After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

  Chapter 82 The former cruel blood witch who is about to wear out

   "That's it. I have already asked the bugman to direct the little ghouls 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, promise~ this will be regarded as a reward... If you need the mummified body of the white ball monkey and the quota of the white ball wine, you can also apply to Xilina, and say that I gave it to you on my own initiative .”

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 Ila spread out her blood clan wings, using the power of Senata to imitate 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 blood crystal mine is by no means cheap.

   According to rumors, before becoming the chief executive officer, Ira has been relying on blood crystals to make money, subsidizing the Alcaras family that is on the verge of bankruptcy, and this is why it is barely enough to explore the cost of magic.

  Mages burn a lot of money, so generally only noble 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 party's answer.

   "Enough is enough!"

  But Vera looked as if she had made money, she was very happy, and she replied happily: "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 felt 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 output 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.

   Afterwards, under the control of the demon dog trainer, besides eating and sleeping normally, the monkeys will always use reasonable methods 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 enforce restraint. From a certain point of view... it is a slave contract up.

   But there is no such thing as an animal protection association in this world.

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…

   "..."

   "Ha Ho... Ha Ho..."

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 oncoming drowsiness... In fact, after coming to the Demon King's Territory, he had already slept a lot a lot of.

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

  But apart from sleeping, his work is more complicated. Perhaps... the troublesome requests and etiquettes of the empire, although extremely disturbing in mood, may indeed be a kind of protection for the body.

   It's strange. 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 mentioned by Ira 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 farmland and exploding the population at the same time, and then sleep.

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   "..."

   "Hoo...hoo..."

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. Rhyme, I..."

   "Shh~"

  When Xilena walked into the kitchen, before she could say a few words, she saw Lyme beckoning softly. Following Mr. Lyme's gesture, she saw Ira who was lying on the table and fell asleep.

   "Ira-sama... fell 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."

   "..."

  Sirina'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 ship.

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

However, perhaps because of their soft conversation, or perhaps 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'm sleeping caught."

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

   As Ira said so, he picked up the plate and left the kitchen.

   "..."

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

   Sighing like this, Xilina's mood became more complicated.

  (end of this chapter)