After being betrayed by the Empire, I decided to assist the Demon King

Chapter 81
"Remember, when you feel tired, you must apply for a break. During working hours, don't point the tools in your hands in the direction of other companions, and be careful not to get too close to the companions who are working."

"Pay attention to all sources of danger that will collapse and fall. When encountering a monster attack, run away and report immediately. Only the weak monsters can try to attack."

"Everything is about safety, you know? Go, go."

Saying so, Ira looked at the little lemurs and goblins who had dispersed, and shook his head not knowing what to say... He cut and transported the cut trees back to the Demon Lord's territory, and dug out the roots Then plow the ground level, which is not difficult for the little demons and goblins.

But it's a long job that takes a long time to complete.

What Ira is afraid of is that these little ghouls and goblins will work hard day and night until they are exhausted... When you get along with pure monsters, you don't need to worry about them being lazy, but you need to pay attention to their physical condition.

"Do not worry"

"Lord Ira"

"We will monitor"

"Their"

The two goblins patted their tiny chests, but Ira just smiled helplessly and nodded, expressing that she believed them... However, it is not without precedent that the goblins fell into a coma.
However, for the Demon King Territory, it is not a bad thing.

It was not true for Ira, he was indeed more concerned about the life and death of the slaves than the normal imperial people, but this had nothing to do with the serfs themselves, it was just that he hated the slave trade.

Especially foreign slaves.

Everything is a step, everything is a price, everything can be given up, everything can be traded off, everything is a foreshadowing, everything is just to achieve the future that Ira expects.

That eternal kingdom that is immortal and everyone can live and work in peace and contentment, similar to the world he used to be.

"White ball trees seem to be very common."

While recording the distribution of the white ball wine in the forest, Yila talked to himself. Although he was not sure whether the white ball wine would sell well, at least the sales would not die suddenly... and the labor cost of brewing was not too high.

Well, of course, after saying that it has been fully mass-produced.

Now we still need to train monkeys to make wine... This is the labor cost; in order to facilitate wine making, we may also need to plant white ball trees together, which is also the labor cost, and Vera's magic may be needed to support the survival rate after changing the location .

There is no forest farm in the Demon King's Land. After all, there is a forest nearby. As long as it does not develop rapidly, ordinary felling is enough for normal and severe winter periods, but now the Demon King's Land has begun to speed up.

Everything is changing with each passing day.

The latrine gradually turned into a hut. With the abundance of food, the number of goblins and other small monsters is also increasing. The monsters also began to produce along with the flesh and blood of the snake-haired banshee, monkeys, and fish thrown into the magic pool. Out of white and fat monster insects.

Mosquitoes are pretty nasty.

So now the wood is gradually lacking, which can be regarded as one of the reasons for the expedition in the morning, and the white ball tree does not seem to have a long growth cycle, and the wood is also passable, which is more suitable for being used as fruit trees and building materials at the same time.

After the white cone is planted, it will grow into a new white cone tree in five or six years and start to bear fruit. After two to thirty years, the life span will reach the stage of dying. At that time, it is good to cut it down and turn it into wood.

It's been a long time. A large-scale felling has just been carried out recently, and there will be no shortage of wood for the time being, but if there is still a shortage, it may be necessary to continue to arrange felling...or let Vera speed up the construction of the forest farm.

However, Vera's magic power is really a bit urgent.

There is still a lack of magicians who are proficient in infrastructure magic.

Ira, who was thinking about where to go to apply for a mage, almost didn't think about poaching people from the empire... Even with his reputation among the people, after he officially announced that he had betrayed the empire, the Ila faction would come over.

But there is no need for that, there is no need to use this special method to poach corners.

If there is a real shortage of talents, Ila will choose to ask Isabella to send one over, and the other party will not deliberately not help Ila... The relationship between the two is so amazing.

"Squeak~"

Hmm~ Are there any monkeys here too?Let's call them white ball monkeys... If their food is white cones, then there should be white ball trees nearby.

Ah, found it.

Ira wrote and drew on the parchment. He called the mana of the Satan leaf and poured it into the quill in his hand, and recorded the location of the white ball tree on the parchment. He didn't look at the vigilant white ball monkeys from the beginning to the end. glance.

It seems that they feel that Ira is not a threat. These white ball monkeys who do not seem to belong to the same tribe as the previous white ball monkeys slowly approached Ila, and then looked at Ila writing and drawing curiously.

"Squeak?"

"Squeak!"

The white ball monkeys looked at Ira who didn't take them seriously at all, and they started to do some strange behaviors...such as dancing with hands and feet, or scratching their buttocks.

Maybe this is why people are going crazy...

"..."

"Well, hello."

Ira greeted these white ball monkeys who could not understand the common language gently, and he took two steps to a place with unobstructed light to record the location information.

Even though he had personally witnessed a massacre against the white ball monkeys, it did not prevent him from facing these white ball monkeys with a gentle attitude. After all, they are useful now.

Useful things should be treated differently from useless things.

As long as...they don't interfere with Ira's [Road].

"..."

"Squeaky!!"

Yila looked at the empty hand, and then at a white ball monkey that stole the quill pen from his head. He was not angry, but stretched out his hand helplessly, and asked, "Can you return it to me?" ?"

"Squeak!"

"Squeak~"

"Squeak~~~"

However, those white ball monkeys quickly passed and looked at the quill in Ira's hand, and laughed like a mockery... It was as bad as the monkeys on a certain mountain in Yila's previous world.

"This way, it's a little difficult for me..."

Yila shook his head helplessly. He maintained this calm and gentle attitude, staring at the playful eyes of the monkeys, and at the same time slowly opened his mouth.

The movements of all the monkeys also froze at this moment, they felt the blood in their bodies throbbing, oscillating constantly as if they were about to get out of their bodies, and then...

"Third Wing Pillar Blood Race Wingspan!"

"..."

"Chichichichichichichichi..."

The sound of blood rushing out of every small hole filled the forest that suddenly became silent... and the quill that fell quietly fell on the red-stained ground. As a result, some ripples were transmitted on the beach.

It was gently picked up by Ira's white hands.

(End of this chapter)