sweet conquest of the devil gl

"Your Highness, the soldiers from Morin Town and Melanton City have been mobilized and can go to Rock City at any time." Barbatos poured a cup of black tea for Floria.

The battle is approaching, but the honorable eldest lady is still leisurely in her room.The spies, loyal servants, and old knights of Melanton City all think she is a mascot, just like any underage noble young master.

"Are they going to launch the first tentative attack in a few days? Not bad, remember to put some milk next time." Floria approvingly put the teacup on the letter used to deceive ignorant children, printing a water stain.

The siege warfare in this world is not easy, and the battles where the little lords attack each other have nothing to do with dragons, magicians, or paladins.It is impossible to have a picture of a big fireball smashing into the enemy surrendering one after another.

Generally, the city is surrounded first, and then each of them shows their abilities.Now that the autumn harvest has just ended, simply besieging the city is definitely a rubbish idea, and the city wall must be broken or bypassed.

"Claude's hint to his subordinates is that after a week, they should leave in a few days, maybe even tonight." Barbatos was a little curious about what instructions Floria would give.

"Then, our performance starts today." Floria raised one side of her lips with her finger: "I asked you to investigate the information, and Xinlian will also report it."

"Oh, Your Highness, are you ready to reuse me?! I will work hard! Barbatos, what information?" Xinlian didn't notice Floria's face suddenly turned away, and urged Barbatos excitedly Hurry up and get on with it.

"Henry really doesn't have much popularity. Now his younger brother is also imprisoned in the capital and has not been released. The master of Rock City has not been determined. The relevant stakeholders are only temporarily cooperating to guard against your surprise attack." Barbatos tentatively Looking forward: "Do you want to destroy them one by one? Use methods to divide them?"

"You guessed right, the worst strategy is to attack the city, and the best strategy is to attack the heart." Floria confidently said the words of her predecessors: "In addition to being afraid of me, they will also be afraid of one person, one force, and that is the Return of the Demon Lord. "

"You mean?"

"Why don't we pretend to be the cadres of the Demon Lord's Returning Sect, and run over to make a fuss, scaring them puppies so that they dare not sleep?" Floria opened her fan: "Then Melanton City entered into a strong force as a third party force. , taking advantage of the chaos to catch them off guard."

"Are you going to blame Henry's remnants? It's a good idea." Barbatos bowed in conviction.

"More than that, the cadres I pretend to be can use words to make them doubt each other, and then threaten them in this way and that way, there are countless ways for the devil~" The complacent look is almost overflowing.

After the battle with Crossel, Floria stepped up her intelligence collection on the Demon Lord's Returning Cult, and discovered something very interesting: their organizational structure is extremely loose.

To put it simply, it is not like a sect, nor like a gang that collects protection fees, but more like a beggar gang that emerged from a small group.In her original world, when someone gets married, the beggar gang will send a few people to ask for money, and some people will go to ask for a second wave later. It seems that there are countless different elders and leaders in the successive waves.

The devil's return to religion has such characteristics, because the death of the devil has been torn apart for thousands of years, each doing its own thing.

Therefore, she held the banner of the demon lord returning to the sect, and even their lord could hardly tell the truth from the fake.Even if they are found to be fakes, what can they do?Just give her a wave of experience.That Crossel is definitely not as strong as Barbatos, with a few more waves of experience, she can make him kneel down and sing Conquer!

"Since you want to play the role of a member of the Demon Lord's Returning Sect, this subordinate has a good idea."

"What good idea?"

"This subordinate met a young man who was controlled by the Demon Lord's return religion before, and he was trapped in a forbidden cave stronghold." Barbatos straightened up: "Assuming he is still alive, it can provide some convenience .Even if you die, the items in the cave will help you, right?"

"You mean...he's trapped in a cave and can't get out?"

"Yes, is there a problem, Your Highness?" There was no negative emotion in the smile.

Floria was a little confused for a moment: Is it a bit of [moral kidnapping] to expect the devil to lend a helping hand to human beings?However, I am a Demon Lord, and I am also a human being.

"No problem, let's go, Sir Barbatos, I have a hunch he will be useful."

The enchantment can protect the creatures inside, or it can imprison everything until death.After losing their precious spellcasters, the ordinary people who were reduced to discarded children waited for complete abandonment together with the worthless props.

So hungry, so cold... The young businessman, the poor guy who was abducted to return to religion, at this moment, the young man who only existed as Joshua was struggling to the brink of death.

His body has begun to alienate, growing tissues that do not belong to humans: the scale-like horniness reflects a pearl-like luster, and the teeth are also becoming sharp.Joshua didn't know whether it was the effect of the monster specimen he ate a week ago when he was too hungry, or the effect of the potion he drank when he was too thirsty three days ago.

He really didn't want to die, very much.

This is not the first time he has faced the challenge of death. Whether he was pushed down the hillside laughingly by his [brother] when he was a child, or he was whipped in the street by a high-ranking nobleman when he grew up, or he was even robbed to the stronghold of the return of the devil... The unclear "little" obstacles were overcome one by one by him.

He believes that the multiple languages ​​he has worked hard to learn, the love of trading that has been carved into his bone marrow, and the desire for life can overcome all difficulties.

Until now, he was really a little [desperate].

Damn it, I haven't given up hope, not at all...My lord, are you going to punish me who never bowed down to you?

Please, please!Doesn’t the story say that those who don’t give up hope will be favored by fate?Favor me once, my lord!

"You're still alive." The girl's Qingwan voice sounded, and the sound of the enchantment cracking was like an eggshell being smashed on a marble table.

There is no healing radiance, the mercy that the angels give are cool drops of water... no, sweetened milk.Floria used magic to fly the milk plate aside: "Don't drink too much in one breath, spit it out carefully."

Seeing the abnormal biological state of the young man, she did not hide her identity and proudly displayed her beautiful devil horns.

"I know...thank you." The young man was unexpectedly strong, and it was spiritually strong.Even if he was looking like he was going to die just now, now he can sit on his knees and put on a polite look.He took a few breaths before taking a sip of milk, feeling the sweetness of life.You can tell at a glance that you have endured hunger more than once.

"You won't be able to exist as a human in the future, your body is demonized." This is a declarative sentence. The dungeon system can also detect the monsters in front of you, which is a weaker type of Chimera.After all, most of the parts belonged to humans, and only the scales on the arms were the most obvious.

"Yes, I understand. Can you show me the way? I believe that if you come here, there must be something you need, and I can find it for you." Joshua put his hands on the ground and asked respectfully.

"I need your allegiance. Although I am a demon, I have very different ideals." Floria stretched out a hand and raised it slightly: "I want to use business to integrate into this world, and let human beings provide me with more Death and slavery are even more lucrative! You can call me—His Royal Highness the Demon King."

This kind of speech was slightly beyond Joshua's imagination, and after understanding the meaning, he was suddenly excited: Could it be that this lord came here not for the props here, but for my talents? !

[Talent and hard work are the value of a person. ] is the concept that Joshua believes in till now.Whether it's pretending to be crazy or groveling, everything is just to prove that he can reverse his fate, and that man can conquer heaven!

"I swear allegiance to you. Do you want my soul or my life? I am absolutely loyal to you. The identity of a human can be better used by you and integrated into human beings!" Joshua trembled. He didn't want to die, but he heard The devil kills people without blinking an eye, will she transform me into an undead for her use?

Even if he was moved by her appreciation, he still didn't want to die.

"the first thing."

Joshua listened nervously, his heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to explode, would you... kill me first?

"You, try changing into the clothes over there." The devil pointed his finger at the spare robe on the hanger.

The city is shrouded in night, and the moonlight is blocked by clouds. It seems that it is a suitable season for the devil to dispatch.

Mark opened the door a little violently, threw his hat on the coat rack, and sighed heavily.Even a glass of cold water can't calm the anger in his heart. His position is like an official or a servant.

Simply put, because of his aristocratic blood, he was picked out by the nobles to fight against the deputy.He thought he was a partner of justice, but after a few days, he found out...the wolf eating meat was on the opposite side, and the jackal drinking blood was on his side, not much better.

Since taking up the [fat position] of acting adjutant, he has to do a lot of things every day that he doesn't even want to do.

Resign?No, he still doesn't want to admit defeat and do practical things?What to do in this environment...

When the heart was in a state of confusion, there was a knocking sound of the door panel.

Who would be visiting at this late hour?He was a little wary.The awareness of himself slowed down his heartbeat. Everyone knew that he was just a fringe figure, and the abandoned son who was pushed out to fight against him should not be able to arrange for killers to come.

Mark stooped to the kitchen, held a knife and walked to the door: "Who?" He pressed on the door panel, praying that the other party just knocked on the wrong door.

"Sir, I'm from the security team, and I want to ask you something." The voice was a cheerful male.Mark half-believingly opened the door a crack.

Then Mark flew out directly, completely unable to resist the thrust from behind the door!

The door was held by a pair of hands, pressed, and locked.

The strange deacon wears glasses and completes a series of actions neatly.

But it was the blond girl who deftly walked into the house that caught Mark's attention.

He knew her...Miss Floria?

"Mr. Mark, I think we need to talk." The girl sat down on the sofa, as if she was the owner of the room.

"Miss Floria, how did you come back?" Mark's pupils shrank violently in surprise. He was very concerned about the nearby situation and knew that she should still be in Melanton City.

What's more, what can a girl who has not received any combat training sneak into Yancheng in the middle of the night do?Can't even assassinate the powerful.He is not rich either.

"Floria, yes, I do have that name." Floria raised her hand, and the deacon behind her bent down and leaned her neck into the girl's palm, with devil's horns appearing in the long silver hair.

[Barbatos, you are too close. 】

【Your Highness, this subordinate thinks this will work better. 】

Mark was so scared that he took a step back and stood firm: "What do you mean?" He knew that if the person in front of him wanted to kill him, he would have done it long ago.

"What I mean? Mr. Mark, do you want to become a real official of this city?" Floria chuckled lightly, patting the devil's cheek.

[Barbatos, get up. 】

【What is Qikai?Do you want your subordinates to hold up the sofa for you? 】

[…get your head off. 】

"I am indeed a layman and want to gain power." Mark's attention was focused on Floria's face: "But I will never sell my soul. I have sworn to the Lady Justice that I will dedicate my life to Rock City people."

Floria applauded with satisfaction: "What I want is this kind of belief. I don't need your soul. I just need you to do two things. The first thing is to hide from everyone that I have established a good relationship with the devil. Two, do your best to deal with Yancheng's affairs."

"Aren't you afraid that I will report to the church?"

"I'm not afraid. I'm not even afraid of the devil. Why am I afraid of the church? You tell the church that many things you don't want to see will happen." Floria waved her hand lazily: "Don't you think that doing things for me is better than doing things for others? Do nobles do better?"

"At least they are still normal human beings..." Mark said this, but there were many disgusting faces in his heart.

Floria sneered: "You are worried about my purpose, that's fine, I will tell you my purpose."

The night is still going on, and the devil will start the topic he has prepared for ignorant humans...

The former rulers of Rock City exist in name only, and the nobles and mercenary camps may be in conflict at any time.What maintains the superficial prosperity is nothing but the common enemy and abundant food.

Yancheng, which has a manor near the mountains and rivers, has a good harvest this year. Although the tax is terribly high, it doesn't care about other things if it can barely eat enough.It is said that some unlucky territories are short of harvest, and the winter is very sad. If there is a real disturbance, they may fight over to grab food. Even if they want to guard against the chaos in winter, the citizens will not rise up.

"Kaze is such an idiot!" The agent was so angry that he dropped the letter under the table and stomped on it.How dare this rubbish write a letter asking for money? !Those dirty money mercenaries could eat us alive for a day less money!

"My lord, it's not good!" The door was knocked open by a panicked attendant, and his eyes were full of fear: "The devil master, the demon master's return to religion wants, wants you to go over and talk!"

"You're crazy! What's the relationship between me and the Demon Lord's return to the sect? There's nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about!" The agent hastily denied that he had lived for so many years and dared to get involved with this sect. In the future, the church would send someone to He would not be wronged if he came over and killed him.Rock City has not been formally settled by the church now, there is only a pitifully small church and a few staff members who are eating and dying. Sooner or later, a real priest will come with a knight when it develops in the future.

It is said that there will be knights stationed in the core city. Kaze hopes that Rock City will become rich, but he does not want to see the knights come over in his lifetime.

"My lord, it's not whether you want it or not...they are coming!" The attendant said bitterly, "Because——"

Because, devils can fly.

Two terrifying devils appeared on the square directly opposite the castle with a hideous black-robed man, and the agent could easily see this scene.

He didn't dare to go down, and he didn't dare to run away, he just dared to stand by the window dumbfoundedly.

Joshua lifted his hood, revealing half of his scaly face and the corners of his head: "You guys have betrayed me!" The stern man in black raised his hands in the square, and the demons behind him had just dealt with it. No one dared to question or approach the few mercenaries who were screaming.

"Henry made a contract with me to dedicate his life to me. But you bypassed me and made another contract with the devil of the abyss, you will be punished!" Joshua pointed in the direction of the castle.

The unwarranted accusation made the agent tremble all over: Could it be, could it be that group of mercenaries who did it?Or which waste aristocrat in the Henry family?

People who heard the accusation like him had different minds, each with different suspicions, no one was clean, and they all believed that each other was indeed the kind of guy who could do such a thing.

"So, repent. Offer enough sacrifices to me to express your apologies!" Joshua's pupils had turned into vertical scratches, deterring the tempting mercenaries.

The residents who fled to their homes closed the windows and drew the curtains one after another, fearing that the devil's eyes would emit deadly rays, which would harm innocent people as in the legends.

【Your Highness, is this okay? 】

[Not enough, if you say sacrifice, they may understand it as the soul of the innocent, tell them that you need the death of the traitor. 】In this city, neither the mercenaries acting as guards nor the actual power holders are clean.

Innocents... the devil doesn't want to hurt the innocent?It's a little weird, but it's exactly what Joshua was thinking.

"The best way to express regret is to offer the soul of the betrayer! Otherwise, more people will pay the price!" As soon as the words fell, a huge reddish-brown vortex rose from the ground in the square. After the spiral dissipated, the devils Dissipated without a trace.

The agent crawled from behind the curtains to the table, trying to call for the servants to come over to protect him with sticks, but saw the door open, and the mercenary leader with a gloomy expression appeared at the door.

"Old man, explain to me, how did you offend those devils?" The mercenary leader spat on the carpet: "I tell you, this time it has nothing to do with Qian P!"

The agent maintained a half-squatting posture, covered himself with the table, and held onto the mechanism under the table with his hands.

The thoughts in the hearts of the two are exactly the same.

【If this guy doesn't die, he will kill me sooner or later! 】

Demons disappear without a trace?What are you kidding?

Floria applauded softly in the tunnel directly below Rock City: "Joshua, Xinlian, Barbatos, you performed well."

Xin Lian let out a sigh of relief, and returned to normal: "Human beings are really superficial. When I pretend to be cute, I feel harmless. Changing my face and body can scare them stupid~"

Floria felt that she had been shot, and quickly put down her hand: "No way, ordinary humans can't recognize magic power, and then fight according to the agreed plan~"

"Yes, Your Highness, this subordinate likes you very much." Barbatos paused, and used the pause to push his glasses: "This plan."

"Sir Barbatos, do you need throat lozenges?"

"Thank you for your concern, this subordinate is just moved by your wisdom."

There seemed to be a real electric arc between the eyes of the two of them. In the end, Floria looked away first, and snorted to express that she would not pursue it further.

Thousand wears and wears flattery but does not wear it. Small faux pas can be ignored. The devil drags the goblin card to the dungeon room and clicks to summon.

The five goblins, each carrying a miner's pick and a sack, were the main coolies for the operation.

That's right, the location of this room is directly below the treasure house of Rock City Castle!After Xinlian controlled the guards in the dream, the Demon King easily [occupied] here temporarily and built an underground room.Then came what happened just now, watching the devils perform awkwardly, and then penetrated into the ground to start the next wave of performances.

In the world of sword and magic, give up your own advantages and enemies to fight hard?No, no, this king is not that kind of devil king!

Floria waved her hand, except for the newcomer Joshua who stayed in the dungeon, everyone went up~

The devils easily passed through the soil layer and came to the treasure house above. Facing piles of gold and silver treasures, Floria couldn't help sniffing... er, it didn't smell good, it was a bit rotten.

The guards are falling into the sweetest dreams, unable to wake up, and the gold coins are decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that the gold coin reserve marked by the system jumped to 5000, Floria temporarily stopped the transformation and started to build a blank room.Consciousness flicked and clicked to build, there were 6 more rooms directly below, and the entrance was still the same as before, under a certain treasure chest.

Only the conversion of gold coins is more cost-effective. His Royal Highness the Demon King glanced at the remaining treasures regretfully: You guys just...let's talk about it next time.The purpose is to take back the city, but also to leave a reserve fund for city operations.

"Xin Lian, try your ability to manipulate sleeping humans." A gold coin flicked on the fingertips, and when it fell, the crown was facing upwards.

"Your Highness, please leave it to me~ hehe." Xinlian was eager to try, pulled out the whip from his waist and slapped it on the ground. The guards who had just been sleeping like dead pigs stood up one after another, becoming the most solid guard of the Queen of Desire. shield and the sharpest sword.

The manpower is still too small, Floria sighed sincerely.With a swipe of his finger, he draws a card in a moment of spare time.Don't forget things like continuous check-in. The last time I was saved by Xiao Xingfu.

A silver card rotated at a high speed, and the devil roared in his heart [Character], [Character], [Give me an elite who can transform! 】

Greed is the devil's virtue—but despair is the favorite dessert of The Devil's Company and the Abyss.

During Floria's gradually crazy prayer, the font on the back of the card changed from [Character] to [Elite], and when it was completely still, only [Props] remained.Perfect guarantee, daily operation.

A small triangular object landed on the pale Floria's leg.

"Your Highness, this item is good. It is a magic item that can quickly transport you to the location you are in." Barbatos picked up the triangular block and pulled Floria's skirt meticulously.

Bloody flowers bloom in the castle.

The mercenary leader gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword, bringing out a crimson fountain, and the lesser agent died with hatred.

"Damn it." The mercenary was tense, his heart beating up and down in the boiling blood - he calmed down after killing people, considering that it was impossible for the nobles to surrender to the mercenaries who were nothing, doing shit and dirty work.Even their hands are not going anywhere clean.

The situation is bad, and the only good thing is that the captain of the guard has never shown up, and this guy is probably in the dungeon torturing people who owe taxes.It’s also good, so you don’t need to fight against powerful enemies, and you can save a lot of stamina.

"I have to hurry up and call the little ones, gather here!" The mercenary leader wiped his sword and said to himself.He has hundreds of good hands, colluding with Henry, the dead man's private soldier, what is an embroidered straw bag that has never seen blood?

Next is Lao Tzu showing his talents——

"Sorry~ It's time for lunch break, okay?"

The body that has been continuously exercised for many years has bought time for the mercenary leader to turn his head, and the blade piercing his chest is bleeding.The beautiful devil in front of him shook his head in distress: "Sorry sir, I'm not very good at using swords."

The blade spun again, and death came before the puzzle could be solved.

【devil!How did she... get around my... brothers? 】

The answer to the riddle is simple, wouldn't it be enough to make a surprise attack?

The few people who were able to draw their swords as fast as they saw the Dream Demon also died at the hands of the controlled guards.Those controlled guards had already complained about the mercenaries, without any delay.

It was too easy to rush into the room with sparks and lightning all the way.

"Tsk tsk, human beings are really weak." Floria gently lifted her hair and clapped her hands. The system responded quickly, and the corpse on the ground was completely transformed.

Sitting on the throne that belonged to the city lord, Floria crossed her legs arrogantly, and raised a hand: "Xinlian, weaving the last part of the dream for these guards, they obeyed Mark and me, and betrayed the two guards." A nuisance."

"Yes~Your Highness~" Xin Lian flicked his whip, the guard would only have one choice after waking up.

"I absolutely surrender to you, Your Highness." Mark's face sank, he had some concerns about the devil's credibility, but what the girl in front of him said in the conversation that night had already reshaped his worldview.

If half of what she said was true, he wouldn't be meaningless to the world.It is better to submit to the devil of change than to the predator of decay.

Floria tilted her head slightly, and what caught her eyes was Barbatos' approving and excited smile.

Even at the end of life, a particularly powerful warrior still possesses outstanding strength.But once more martial arts practitioners enter their twilight years, their skills and physical fitness will be much worse than before.

Claude knew that he was just an ordinary knight, so he had to get back more things for the two ladies before he was completely unable to fight.

Beautiful and fragile people are always facing too many dangers, and they must do it for Miss Floria and Miss Katerina...cough cough cough.

The old knight on the horse kept coughing, and the severe winter cold mercilessly claimed his little vitality.He brought soldiers from Melanton City and Morin Town, but the numbers were not many. The infantry far outnumbered the cavalry, and their mobility was poor.

These soldiers are better at having a stable morale, and they are basically old buddies or their children who have followed him for many years.There is still a battle against the ununited mercenaries in Yancheng.

The sooner the opponent's morale collapses, the fewer casualties.

A galloping horse quickly approached the team, and the old knight stretched out his hand to temporarily stop the team.The cavalryman got off his horse, took out the envelope panting, and put it in the hands of the old knight.

After opening the letter, Claude's expression changed suddenly: the letter was written by the steward of Melanton Castle, and Miss Floria, who was supposed to stay in the castle, and the mercenaries around her were all gone!

The time when he was found missing was the morning after he set off overnight with the army!

A series of clues were quickly connected in Claude's mind: the female soldier named Barbatos had long been a member of the despicable and shameless mercenaries, she betrayed Miss Floria, taking advantage of the soldiers and him They took her away when they went to Yancheng together!

Pain was written on Claude's face immediately, but he knew that the news could not be exposed now, the army needed morale.Miss Floria was probably still alive and imprisoned somewhere.

Regardless of whether this place is Rock City or not, only the victory of this battle can gather more bargaining chips to save her.Claude typed up the draft and stuffed the letter.

When waving his hands to signal the team to move on, there was a sense of tragedy that no one could understand.

Along the way, he was wary of ambushes. Since the enemy had taken Miss Floria away in advance, it was reasonable to ambush on the only way to march.

He didn't encounter any ambushes until the city tower was in front of him.

Claude breathed a sigh of relief, maybe due to the inconvenience of communication, the information about the mercenary kidnapping the lady has not been conveyed to Yancheng?

The city wall of Yancheng is thicker than that of several surrounding cities. After several generations of hard work, the advantage of having more local stones is maximized.Limited by the lack of magic and enough money, the city wall is just an ordinary stone wall, and the height is not high enough, and it is still not enough for the ladders and rams used in siege.

The worst plan has been prepared, even if Miss Floria appeared on the tower——

"Grandpa Claude~?"

The girl's clear and crisp shout made Claude's heart tremble: I'm sorry, Miss Floria, for Miss Katerina, this battle is still...

She looked up, but didn't see the scene she imagined. Floria was waving her hands relaxedly, with the respectful Barbatos and Mark behind her.

"Miss?!" Claude drove forward in surprise: "Are you okay? Why would you..."

"Wait~" Floria waved her hand, and the city gate slowly opened in front of the team. The siege equipment was just like the soldiers, and it was useless to wait foolishly at the gate.

As soon as the door opened, Claude rushed into the rock city with the fastest speed.Whether it's a trap or not, it's always right for the besiegers to go in, after all, this is a battle from which they cannot retreat.

With the support of Barbatos, Floria slowly walked down the tower: "Grandpa Claude, this city is already under my control, you should take someone to the castle first, the barracks are also empty. "

"Miss Floria, how did you do it?" Claude couldn't imagine how a young lady raised in a deep boudoir would subdue these people.

"These are things that have been agreed a long time ago. Mark is originally from the mother." Floria spoke nonsense, and Mark nodded solemnly.

"Speaking of Madam..." Claude's eyes shone brightly, which was quickly extinguished by Floria's shaking of the head.

"It has already been buried." Floria was glad that she was the first to come here.Whether it's the real Floria, Katerina or Claude, they all have deep feelings for that woman, right?Seeing her dead body treated like that must have been devastating.

As the devil, she was different. After discovering it, she sent someone to bury the corpse routinely. There was no disturbance in her heart, only a trace of regret for not being able to severely punish the murderer.

"Grandpa Claude, this will be my territory from now on." The blond girl raised her lips and smiled, "Please rest assured and leave everything to me."

Big talk is cool for a while, cash in the crematorium.

Within a few days, Floria was as peaceful as dead in the morning.[Do Not Disturb] has been hung high on the doorknob since the evening, which is obviously a method learned from another world.

"Your Highness, the wonderful breakfast time has begun." Barbatos never looked directly at the warning sign. She held the tray with strawberry cake and milk in her hand, and her balance was very good.

"It's started... It's started... Do you want me to sing you the windmill?" Floria, who was tossing and turning in the beautiful meditation and the beautiful quilt, murmured a broken sentence that only she knew what it meant.

Getting people to get up early every day in winter is as cruel as eating meat in front of cats!

"Ah~ Your Highness." Barbatos took off his gloves and directly picked up the strawberry with his fingers. The pickled jam contrasted sharply with his pale skin.

"First, the devil doesn't need to eat breakfast, and second, it's dirty to use your hands without using the utensils." Floria sternly refused, but her eyes glanced at the delicious fruits.The devil's skin is very slippery, and Barbatos looks like a clean freak, so he shouldn't stick dirty things on it, right?

"Then the subordinate licked it clean for you?"

"Isn't the drool dirtier?!"

"You misunderstood, the subordinates are not human." Barbatos lowered his head with a smile, and slightly stuck out his tongue, it seemed that he really wanted to lick.

"It has nothing to do with being a human being or not—" Floria wailed, covered Barbatos's face with her paws, and stretched out her head to eat the innocent scolded pickled strawberries.With too much force, I almost bit my finger, and my forehead actually hit my chin when I raised my head.

Fortunately, Barbatos is not a human being, and her jaw was intact after the click sound, and she was even able to answer the question just now: "Our skin will not be contaminated by the dust of the world. Correspondingly, the beautiful existence of souls among human beings, their souls Also very clean.”

That's why beautiful souls are so sought after?

"Your Highness, since you have already had breakfast." Barbatos grandly placed the other parts of the cake together with the tray on the coffee table separated by an arm, which was a gap that could only be bridged with a quilt.

"...Should I go to deal with the business?" The devil naturally said the devil's words.

"No, I'm tired!" Before Floria armed herself with the quilt, Barbatos suddenly picked up the other side of the quilt to show the devil what is called one-click quilt.

Facing the quilt that turned directly into tofu cubes regardless of the intermediate steps, Floria finally gave up struggling, patted the silk pajamas on her body, and stepped tremblingly into the slippers.

The devil is actually not afraid of the cold, she just wants to stay in her comfort zone.

Handle all the affairs that need to be handled by the city lord in a city, jump directly from Floria's comfort zone to the blind zone, and then soar all the way to the unexplorable area.

I expected Barbatos to help, but I didn't expect that the suggestion she gave was the same as the task in the system tray. Every word was understandable, and the combination was all devil's stuff.

"It's decided." Floria slammed the table and said, "I want to recruit people." If the rights are not distributed, the devil will die of exhaustion in the office before the arrival of the hero!

"Your Highness, among your direct subordinates, only Joshua and Mark can take up the positions you want." Barbatos pointed out the cruel fact: "All your subjects, excluding names, have a literacy rate of no more than [-]." Ten out of ten."

"Hey, I can't hide this from you, Barbatos." Floria continued to hammer the table angrily. Why do other traversers give a territory that is easy to manage and an inherent team when they manage their territories? Or simply be a professional master!

The adjustment of taxes, the handling of vicious cases, the city's trade and official contacts, and even such trivial matters as [when will I go hunting in the next spring] all have to be decided by the city lord.

The aristocrats who agreed to eat vegetarian food only cared about holding beauties at night, sleeping and hunting during the day?

"Your Highness, why don't you sacrifice all of them?" Barbatos' voice echoed in Floria's ears.

"……"Itchy.

"Sacrifice is very fast. Push the sins to the head of the devil's return. All you need to do is burn it, and your dungeon can still be built underground. Although it is a pity to lose a reasonable identity, with your ingenuity, you will soon You can get a new identity." The devil's murmur was justified.

"Barbatos, this king is not a king who quits halfway, let alone—" Floria pushed her away forcefully: "A real devil king can't be afraid of any difficulties!"

"But, you are very troubled, aren't you? This subordinate loves you very much." Barbatos said, and stroked his chest.

Floria trembled: "No, the problem is solved, I will find a way to find talents, and there must be some way to make the city