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

  Chapter 87 The Lord Doesn't Care

  【Bee Blossom Snow Moon】The manufacturing idea is not complicated. It uses the extract from the bee needle sac for a series of mixing, and finally the clear condensate filtered out is a perfume with a refreshing aroma.

  This process also requires Vera to carry out careful dismantling, and step by step to teach the little devil, and build a production site suitable for the assembly line... Unknowingly, it seems to have become a cotton plantation.

  Yes, it doesn’t look like a factory but a cotton plantation. After all, the little devils are the slaves of the devil~

  However, there are differences. The slaves in the cotton plantation were whipped to unconsciousness, and the little devils in the perfume workshop voluntarily worked until they became unconscious... The little fairies who were supposed to be in charge of management may also work hard to supervise their own unconsciousness.

   It's a pretty poignant situation.

   Moreover, after a short period of free time, the leader of the mermen also found Xilina and talked about the magic outfit... Their companion sword shark really needs the magic outfit for piercing.

  Like a horseshoe.

  The output of metal in the area controlled by monsters is not high, and it is even rarer near the demon king's territory, but in terms of [Magic Equipment], it does not fall far behind other countries.

  In other words, this is actually the advantage of monsters-many monsters are born with their own magic clothes, such as some insects with carapaces, black knights born with armor, headless horsemen and so on.

  But there are actually quite a few races without magic outfits.

   Even so, unlike other races who would be a little weak without armor and robes, as long as the monsters themselves had enough nutrition, they would have a sufficiently high lower limit when they grew up normally.

   In other words, monsters are races whose upper limit is not too low... not too bad, but whose lower limit will never be low.

But because of this, if you want to search in the Demon King's territory now, you may not be able to find a magic outfit craftsman at all... Vera may be able to construct a little bit of magic outfit spells, but smelting and the like are completely impossible. Don't think about her.

  Maybe only legal magic equipment can ask Vera for help.

  The small magic suits used by the beasts of the magic suits should undoubtedly use metal as the carrier... Maybe you can only ask the orcs to buy them.

  After all, the leader's weapons are also [claws], [spikes] and the like.

  The dwarves' magical outfits are too delicate (expensive) to be mass-produced; principalities are also optional, but most of them can only forge armor and weapons according to the rules, and not many accept orders.

And if you think about it carefully, the best way is actually to produce magic equipment in an assembly line. Although it is necessary to train a craftsman who inscribes spells, if the work with low technical content is handed over to the little evil, the efficiency will definitely be higher than Made purely by artisans to be high.

  However, let Vera deal with these parts for the time being...

Ira thought so, he flipped a page of the book lightly, and looked at the book in his hand that seemed to be a storybook. It was rare for him to be as free as today. He had been busy with work a few days ago and couldn't sleep well. Sleep.

   "..."

   "Yawn~"

  Ira yawned lightly. He realized that he was lying on the table to read, so he turned his head and closed the curtains of the room, and lay on the bed like this, reading a book with a little light from the curtains.

   This is naturally not very good for the eyesight, but this [person] named Ira is no longer human, and as a consul, he doesn't need to care so much.

  In the end, Ira got his wish and fell asleep on the bed in the posture of wearing clothes. The book was placed next to him. This was his rare afternoon sleep.

   If there are no accidents, maybe I will sleep until night without a stretch...

   "..."

   "Boom boom boom~"

  Ira's room door was knocked lightly, and his eyelids twitched in his deep sleep... Although the sound was very soft, if he couldn't wake up to such a degree, then he was not Ira.

Or, he is not asleep but comatose, and he can't control such movements, but if someone tries to kill Yila who is in a coma... then Ilana, as the proof of the [Chief], will tell that person what cruelty is .

   "..."

   It sounded like the person outside the door hesitated for a while, and then tried again lightly, accompanied by a soft call: "Boom, boom, Mr. Ira, are you in the room?"

   is the voice of Satan Yeh.

  Ira sat up, shook her drowsy head, then walked to the door and opened it naturally, and then saw Satan Ye who was startled because he opened the door suddenly.

   Is this guts okay?

  Satan Ye was surrounded by a flying goblin. When she saw Ira open the door, it seemed that she was holding a bowl and it was inconvenient for her to wave, so she just nodded and said hello to Ira:

   "Ira"

"grown ups"

In this regard, Ira nodded. He wanted to say something, but he yawned first, and then asked: "Yawn~ Good afternoon, Satan Ye, and the little fairy... What's the matter? I just slept caught."

   fell asleep, ah this...

   "..."

   "..."

Satan Ye and the little goblin looked at each other, and then realized something at the same time, showing an embarrassed expression, the little goblin who couldn't lie explained: "Well, Sir Xilina found me and Satan Ye, and asked us to send you some soothing soup .”

   In other words, does Sirina think I haven't had a good rest recently?

  Ira thought so, and then couldn't help but yawned...although it was true.

   "Well, Sirina said, Mr. Ira, you have been sleeping late recently, so I hope you can go to bed earlier after drinking the soup...Did we wake you up?"

  For Satan Ye’s question, although Ira was sorry, she still patted her head and told the truth: “Well, it’s okay; but I appreciate the kindness of you and Xilina.”

  I hope that Ira will have a good rest, so I send you soothing soup, and then wake up Ira who has finally slept in the afternoon, which is equivalent to waking someone up and asking him [Are you asleep? Go to bed early] Same...

   Isn't it completely contrary to expectations?

   "Sorry, Mr. Ira."

"Sorry"

   "Master Ira"

Looking at the loli devil who is counting ants with his head down, with his tail drooping between his legs, and the miniature loli goblin who is counting ants with his head down and waving his wings at will, Ira can't afford to have a baby angry.

  Although it was impossible for him to be angry for such a reason.

   "It's okay, I've been resting for a while."

Saying so, Yila tidied up his neckline. He put the warm cassia eye soup on the table, looked at Satan Ye and said, "Do you still have business? If not, come with me to see the trade How is the construction of the port?"

   "Hmm~"

   "..."

  Because of Ira, never cared.

  (end of this chapter)