Quack! The life of a brave man is also a life!

The treatment of each level is different. Each level will have a salary increase, and there are also exciting pensions. Although there were some in the past, they were not as detailed as now.

More importantly, it is finally visible.

The troops that participated in the battle to capture Dorlo all won the first-class collective merit, and countless badges were delivered to everyone.

I don’t know why everyone has it, but the soldiers feel that everyone is different.

More importantly, the soldiers are moved.

Volume 1: Chapter 60 I, I, I, the emperor Leng Bai——! !

"The Demon King has me in her heart!"

"Get out! It’s obviously me!"

"The Demon King is invincible!"

"I am the Demon King’s dog!"

"Hahahaha! I can brag about participating in this battle in the future! Wuhu!"

"Loyalty! Loyalty! Loyalty!"

For a while, all the soldiers protected the small medals in their hands very well. In their eyes, this is a treatment that only nobles have, and now they have it.

And the soldiers who didn’t get the medals felt sour in their hearts, and didn’t know what to say.

But it doesn’t matter!

Leng Bai also considered this, so he gave all the soldiers a calendar medal. After all, the soldiers' previous efforts should not be wasted or ignored.

Although I don't know, it doesn't mean that there is no medal! Since there is, then give it to everyone!

It's a pity that the treasury of the demon clan is a bit subtle, otherwise Leng Bai would give them a bonus.

...

Demon King City, conference room.

"Why are the damn demon clan so poor! Can't they print money?!" Leng Bai in the conference room of the Demon King City was pressing the printing machine.

"Can money still be printed?" Delia looked at Leng Bai with a confused face, touching the blind spot of knowledge.

"..."

Hearing this, Leng Bai couldn't help but cover his face and sighed heavily.

I can't stay in this backward feudal society for a second, ah——!!

If I were still in my world, I wouldn't have such troubles...

No matter how you think about it, it's your fault! Now I have to clean your ass!

Me, me, I, the emperor Leng Bai——!!

Wait for me!

Everything I lost, I will use these two hands——! Take it all back!

Oh…

Printing money is a big deal, no less than fighting a world war. I haven’t studied the anti-counterfeiting technology yet, and I don’t have the productivity for large-scale production… Why are there so many things to do!

Not only military, education, people’s livelihood, agriculture, and science need to be done, but there is also magic, I’ll swear at you, immortal!

Too busy… I can’t be busy! Isn’t there a comrade to help!

Leng Bai stared at Navda, Kolia, Delia, and Mammon in front of him with bloodshot eyes full of curses.

It’s useless!

The only useful Paris… can’t stay in the Demon King’s City.

Pain! Too painful!

When the military reform is completed here, foreigners will be allowed to join the army. Then I will fucking let you know what cruelty is! !

People from foreign races must be heading for a better future! Since it is beautiful, you have to be promoted!

You have to have achievements if you want to be promoted!

But where do the achievements come from? Of course it’s the battlefield!

Going to the battlefield naturally means killing the enemy! So the question is...

Who did the foreign soldiers kill?

Of course, they are my fellow countrymen!

Hahahahahahaha!

Then it will be... Come here, fellow countryman, I will lend you my head, and your promotion and wealth all depend on you.

When fellow countrymen meet, they stab each other in the back.

Aha, aha, ahahahahahahaha——!

After a long time, the fear of the imperial soldiers towards the demon army will be infinitely expanded!

Then a terrible situation will appear on the battlefield!

That is-who am I, where am I, where are my own people? Where are the enemies?

This may not be a big deal for nobles, after all, they all have guards, but it is different for ordinary soldiers.

How can you guarantee that the humans you see on the battlefield are your own people? How can you guarantee that they are not your own people?

When you see someone approaching you, your first reaction is only alertness and fear!

The only way to avoid it is... special symbols or equipment for enemy identification, but how much can you prevent?

Symbols and equipment can be robbed.

When this news spreads, what will other people who haven't served in the army think?

At the same time, I also learned that the demons can be promoted!

I am a commoner. If I go to the empire, I will die. Why don't I go to the other side to kill the empire? Besides, I can be promoted on the other side! Patriotism? Isn't that your nobles' business?

Sbarasi! Chicken Nysbarasi!

Hehehehehe... I feel so horrible just thinking about that situation!

When I entered the battlefield, I was confused and looked around with doubts!

So scary! Human hearts are so scary!

As for spies?

King, guess how many of your spies are sincere?

I treat you better than you, get more promotions than you, and care more than you. Even if I die, I will fill you with pensions! I will also build a monument to the heroes for you, so that future generations will mourn you every year!

This is the treatment! Do you have it? Can you? You! Can! ?

What do you have to fight me! How can you fight me?

Damn feudal remnants! You all should die under these three axes!

Yeah——!

Doro is just the beginning! I will make sure that you will not rest in peace even after your death, and I will nail you to the pillar of shame in history!

We all have a bright future!

We can all be passed down for thousands of years!

You said so, King!

I am so happy——!!

Hee——!

Leng Bai's eyes were full of the sharpness before the neutron killing, this is killing and destroying the heart!

"Agriculture! Next, vigorously develop agriculture for me! A strong army must have a huge material and logistics system, and you feudal natives, get moving! Set up a magic science application research institute for me! I will be of great use! The first topic for them is how to apply magic more quickly and rapidly to agricultural automation!"

He waved his hand, and he must ensure that his merit system can be perfectly implemented, and there must be huge material support behind it!

"I know." Delia pouted and nodded bitterly, turned around and ran to make arrangements.

Agricultural automation? What is that? Forget it, never mind. Let the people below use their brains, I just need to listen to the arrangements.

I am probably the only one who can treat the Demon King as an errand boy... I don't know if the Demon Kings of our ancestors will be angry and come back to life if they know about this.

Delia ran off to arrange things, leaving behind Leng Bai, who looked devastated, and Naphta, Kolia, and Mammon, who were confused.

…

On the other side, the Empire.

When the news that the hero Ritter and the great saint Melia died in Doro came.

The palace, the main hall.

"Damn Demon King! How dare you kill my people! How dare you take my city!" The king's roar resounded throughout the hall, scaring everyone so much that they dared not speak.

"Damn Demon King--!" The king clenched his fists and roared in anger.

"Is this the hero? He died so easily? He died with the great saint? Trash--!"

"This kind of trash! Trash! Trash!"

"Contact the Church of Morian for me, I want a new hero!"

"Damn trash! Trash--!"

The king was furious in the palace, wishing to kill everyone. He lost too much this time.

…

The Church of Morian.

Marian opened her eyes and stared at the magic circle in the main hall. Her silver eyes were full of anger. She was angry about the death of Ritter and Melia.

She said coldly to the group of saints beside her without any objection: "Merry Monad. From now on, you are the great saint. Don't let me down like your sister, that waste."

"Yes..." The girl named Melie responded expressionlessly, without any emotion in her eyes. She seemed to be completely broken and didn't care about anything.

Marian glanced at Melie and continued: "Go prepare, we need a new hero."

"Yes, goddess." Melie bowed her head and responded.

"That waste is also handed over to you. After all, I summoned it. Before completing my mission... death is not allowed!"

Marian burst out with great divine power, stared at Melie, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"Go down." She closed her eyes and regained her weak appearance.

And Melie slowly left the main hall. She was going to meet someone.

Ritter Skye

The hero Ritter is dead, but death does not mean the end. As long as the soul is still there and there are special methods, you will not die.

That's right, Marian used the power of God to resurrect Ritter!

And only Marian knew the conditions.

But after the resurrection, Ritter has lost his human characteristics and has no heartbeat.

In Ritter's room, he was lying on the bed.

His consciousness has not recovered yet.

'Waste! ' Marian's scolding flashed in his mind.

Suddenly, Ritter opened his eyes abruptly, and his pupils shrank.

"What's the situation of Dorlo!!"

He sat up in astonishment, gasping for air, but felt that he was a little different.

"Hero... No, Ritter. Dorlo has fallen, and you are no longer a hero." Meili, who had been in the room for a long time, answered with a hollow voice.

"What do you mean? No, it's not this! Dorlo's residents! ! No... It's me... I killed everyone... It's my fault... I shouldn't have done that..."