Chapter 30 – Episode 30 ― Nice Face, Bad Attitude (3)
Episode 30 ― Nice face, bad attitude (3)
‘Certainly, the demon lord became strange from that day on.’
After Diobe finished training as a human servant, he was called by the demon king and was heading to his office.
Recently, Her Highness Grünent was announced as the Demon King’s concubine. Since then, whenever the demons gather, they talk about how the human princess bewitched the iron-blooded emperor.
Of course, Her Highness suddenly entered the Demon King’s bedroom. However, it is definitely not because of her that the demon king suddenly became strange.
It was before that that he began to change.
The day the human slaves were kept alive, right after the first month of summer began.
‘From then on, I started doing things that the Demon King wouldn’t do.’
Diobe’s eyes sharpened.
I don’t know what the wind was blowing.
Even more than she thought, the change was considerably longer.
She thought it was just a whim.
Her hope that that might not be the case creeps up in her, but Diove once again stomps the seed in his heart.
The crazy demon king changes? It can’t be.
It’s just that the title she calls her demon king has changed from ‘bastard’ to ‘demon king’.
The demon king is the demon king. He is the enemy of man
No matter how much the tiger loves the puppy, even if it pulls out its teeth and claws.
Tigers can trample puppies to death.
‘I don’t know what bad things happened to Her Highness.’
Her eyes grew affectionate.
Diobeda, a nobleman and knight of Merde.
She remembered the very young Grunent she had seen at her distant feet.
This place is Mawangseong. It was a reasonable suspicion.
However, Diove soon suppressed her feelings.
“Your Majesty. Diobe is here.”
“Come in.”
Diobe entered through the door opened by Faunus’ secretary. Roan’s desk was littered with books and papers.
It was definitely a strange sight.
Roan asked, resting his chin on his chin.
“You seem to be very busy these days. Is the work worth doing?”
Diove lowered her eyes and bowed her head.
“Yes, Your Majesty. Thanks to your consideration, humans including me are living comfortably. Thank you.”
Diobe was recently helping communication between demons and humans in the education room, and teaching humans who want to work as handmaids.
Roan called Diobe for the first time in a long time to check her likeability so that her information would not be leaked, and also to figure out how things were going between demons and humans.
“Do the humans seem to be adjusting to working with us?”
“Yes. The servants who teach us how to work are treating us well.”
It is an education that began with the direct command of the demon king.
The servants began to treat humans with caution.
Besides, they are the people who got their lives saved and got to work. It may not have been what he originally wanted, but no matter what he did, it was a better ending than being eaten for food or becoming a semen receiver.
So the captives tried to improve their relationship with the demons even more.
Demons, who used to work with skills that were not treated well, claiming to be doing menial jobs, became human teachers. They began to have genuinely different feelings about people learning their work and respecting them.
“How is it with Shikvienna?”
Diobe led the humans and was also reporting on humans to the correctional officer.
“The correctional officer also understands a lot about humans.
A faint smile appeared on her face as she remembered the corrections officer.
It seemed to me that she didn’t mind whether she was a demon or a human as long as she had the ability. At first she was indifferent, but now she is satisfied with Diove’s ability to lead.
So, her corrections officer began to depend on her little by little, trusting her Dio Be.
Diobe also noticed her change.
Before the change of the demon king, it was difficult to imagine.
At that thought, Diobe’s liking flinched.
Roan’s expressionless heart also flinched.
‘… No way?’
But Diove had her heart set on her.
You never know when the devil’s capriciousness will end.
The wriggling affinity level was eventually left at -60. Recently, Diobe’s eyes are softer than ever compared to what he saw on the first day she came to this world.
However, it seems that there must be another event in order for the favorability to rise.
Roan said, hiding his regret.
“Good. If there are any changes, good or bad, please let me know as well as the corrections officer.”
Diove bent over her with her expressionless face.
“I understand. Your Majesty.”
*
Although it is midsummer in August, the capital of Evirgio is cool. Part of it is because of the structure that does not receive as much sun as possible, and part of it is because of the climate with low humidity.
Thanks to that, it’s not as hot as I was prepared for. On the other hand, the climate is not favorable for farming. Sun, sufficient heat, and moisture are essential for crop growth.
It was not possible to fill scientific knowledge with skills, but Roan could understand that much now.
“That’s why it’s even more important to buy food.”
There was no need for a lengthy explanation.
The four members of the Small Council already understood how important the Emperor was to the issue of food.
Food is also closely linked to the war the emperor wants to stop.
And, more broadly, the emperor is concerned with all those he wishes to care for.
Your subjects are listening to the emperor.
But the person sitting next to him couldn’t help but care.
‘Something… This feeling, as if something was wrong, as if nothing was wrong… Still, this is an aristocratic space.’
Aranya looked at the human next to the demon king. I heard that he is His Majesty’s concubine, but he has more intelligent eyes than I thought.
‘Hmm. That’s the famous jewel of Merde.’
Liron stroked her jawbone with the bones of her fingers.
The other day, the princess’s lady-in-waiting brought a bottle of alcohol to say hello.
She went forth with unsolicited compliments about His Majesty, Lyon herself, and her master, the Princess.
Since then, theory’s hostility toward humans has diminished considerably.
‘I feel a little bit dirty about our time with His Majesty… Well, there were people like Diobe.’
Shyk Vie I shrugged her shoulders into her.
She’s already started working with humans quite a bit.
In particular, Diobe, originally from an aristocrat, skillfully bridged the gap between humans and demons, nobles and servants.
In the past, humans were thought to be dirty, despicable, and weak scum, but that thought has long since faded away.
‘… Wasn’t it okay to be a slave after all…? .’
Minoreus was sullen.
“So.”
The demon king looked back at Grunent, the former first princess of Merde, who was sitting next to him, now the demon king’s concubine.
“We will be in touch with Grünent about purchasing food.”
Her information flashed in Roan’s gaze.
It was a feature that did not come to mind for slave Lisa, who was not an official targeting character.
[Name: Grünent Les Merde
‘The Demon King’s Consort’
Alignment: Lawful Good
Height: 164cm
Three sizes: 35 -25 -36
Bust size: E cup
Replication Skill: Politics Lv3]
When ‘detection’ was applied, Grunent’s liking also disappeared after a small explanation appeared under her window. By the way, her likeability rating has increased little by little since I spent the first night with her, reaching +70.
Looking at the size of her breasts, Roan, who had fixed her gaze for a moment in her delight, stared at her face.
“This is the first time I am greeting you. This is Grünent.”
After examining the faces of the members of the small group, Grunent introduced herself in a straightforward manner. Roan responded, waited for the small meeting to finish the introduction, and then continued.
“Grünent will use her connections and information from her days in Merde to buy her staple crops.”
The devil’s words are like the law. Moreover, it was Roan who had built trust in the small meeting for over a month recently. Nevertheless, the servants’ faces showed concern.
Diplomacy is not accomplished by the brilliance of one person.
Aranya asked, trying to hide her concerns.
“Where are you planning to send your message, Your Majesty, Mr. Grünent?”
Roan replied.
“Arteala.”
Richie’s body twitched. If it had been her muscles and skin, she would have looked astonished. He said in an excited voice.
“Your majesty. With all due respect, Arteala… Do you have any other information or means of contact?”
The old treasurer turned the negative opinion that was about to pop out into a question and looked at the demon king and his concubine.
However, there was no hesitation in Roan’s answer.
“Okay. There is accurate information. Arteala is a country that wants to do business.”
A statement that is difficult to understand. However, the servants did not open their mouths any longer and patiently waited for the next words of the king.
It has been dozens of days since the Demon King attended the small meeting.
Through that time, they felt more strongly than anyone else that their emperor was struggling to find an answer.
That’s why they believed that the demon king would explain soon.
“This year’s wheat farming in Arteala is a bountiful harvest.”
Everyone’s eyes turned cold.
They are predicting the origin and authenticity of the demon king’s words by combining their own information.
But it’s a useless worry.
This was information that could never be wrong.
Because it happened in-game.
“I can say for sure. The wheat harvest is almost over. And they’re looking for someone to buy the frantically overflowing wheat.”
“Since it is a city-state, it is not necessary to build up a war. It’s not even a huge population. You mean there is a surplus of wheat.”
“Hmm. The people there are impatient because they can’t sell anything. When wheat prices fall, they will want to bang their heads against the wall.”
Aranya and Liron quickly figured out the true meaning of Roan’s words. And the treasurer said, scratching his skull as is customary.
“They say that if there are people who want to sell and there are people who want to buy, a deal will be made somehow. They live right next door to Merde. Merde will try to sweep the wheat for now.”
“We are far and Merde is close. Your majesty.”
Minoreus, who had been silent the whole time, added a word.
“Anyway, transport by land is impossible and we will have to use the sea route, but it will take more than a week to do so. But it looks like it will take three days for Merde to cross her borders, declaring Arte Alla a traitor to humans. Your majesty.”
And Schikwiena stabbed Minoreus in the side. Only then did the knight commander, who realized his careless choice of words, slightly silent as if he was embarrassed.
“I’m sorry, Miss Grünent.”
“It’s okay. Knight Commander.”
It’s a much softer atmosphere than I was worried about. Roan was relieved to see that there was no friction between the small meeting and Grunent.
This can speed up the meeting even more.
Accepting Minoreus’ apology, Grunent continued.
“Anyway, Merde can’t buy that wheat. But she cannot even invade Arte Allah.”
“Why, Mr. Grünent?”
“First of all, Merde’s finances are exhausted. Even if they know there is wheat, they cannot buy it.”
At Grunent’s words, everyone except Roan’s eyes widened. Seeing this, Grunent laughed heartily.
Yes, I am the traitor to that human being.
Grünent added, not revealing what was hidden between the lines.
“… I think my job is to prevent human death.”
Everyone in the meeting understood everything she said and what she didn’t say. Soon, their eyes showed respect for the Demon King again.
She, too, was influenced by His Majesty’s great will.
After a brief exclamation, Minoreus asked Grunent.
“Then why does Merde say he can’t attack Arteala?”
And the answer came out of Roan’s mouth.
“Arteala is going to rob us of the wheat.”
A smile appeared on the beautiful Demon King’s face.
