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

  Chapter 168 Although Isabella doesn't care

  Sometimes, a person's strength doesn't mean much... In many cases, the amount of water that a wooden barrel can carry depends on the shortest piece of wood, which is also the origin of the word [short board].

  Although the state of the empire cannot be described by the [short board] theory, it is very close to the truth...

  It is very counterintuitive. If Ira stays in the empire as the strongest, the execution of the empire will become extremely strange... It may not be weak, but it will become slow and difficult to act like a pool of stagnant water.

  Because the nobles will stumbling...

  Whether it is the policy of Iraq, or the strategy of the nobles who clearly belong to [Ira faction], the noble faction will resist to a certain extent... They may not know why they are resisting, but they will resist.

  After all, Ira is too special and dazzling, but she is also unwilling to hide her clumsiness...Hiding her clumsiness doesn't mean much to Yila.

  Ira’s departure from the empire has instead made the empire a monolith. In other words...the aristocratic factions are more willing to put the prosperity of the empire before resisting the Iraqi faction, just like when the war started.

  Fortunately, the war was not one-sided, to the extent that the empire could quickly gain such an advantage.

   Along with the stretching of the front line, the war between the Empire and the Principality is destined to become a protracted war... As long as the nature of the consuls does not change, neither side will have the means to make a final decision.

   "..."

  In his own room, Ira was holding a quill pen dipped in ink. He was thinking about something with his chin propped on one hand, and then he was writing on the parchment spread on the table...he was writing a letter.

  As for whom she is writing to, it is natural...it cannot be Isabella.

  Although Isabella will definitely know everything and talk endlessly, even if Ira asks her about the next strategic goal of the empire in the letter, Isabella will not stop talking, but...

   Just treat it as Isabella's willfulness, he doesn't want to take the initiative to ask Isabella anything.

   "..."

   After writing the signature, Ira pondered for a moment, then picked up another piece of parchment, spread it out and pressed it with two frosted stone bricks on the table to prevent it from being rolled together again.

   Yes, Ira has more than one letter to write...not even just two.

  Ira's contacts may still be a little bit wide, so even if he just stays in the Demon King's Territory, he still has ways to get information from many places, and the timeliness is not bad.

  Probably with the help of the vampires, they will be able to get an answer before tomorrow night, although the situation of the battle will definitely change by then.

  As for the Lich Territory and trade ships, we need to continue to put them backwards.

   "..."

   "Ah, yes..."

  Ira said so, the quill lightly shaking in his hand, he said to himself helplessly: "I don't know if Cassiopeia knows the news, I will also inform her."

  Once these letters are written, and when the reply arrives, everyone will probably be able to understand the whole picture of what happened last night.

   "Boom boom boom~"

  The door of the room was knocked lightly... From this point of view, it is unlikely that it was Vera. If it was her, she should be accompanied by yelling and pushing the door.

   "Come in."

  Accompanied by Yila's voice, the door was pushed open from the outside, revealing a cute and hesitant face, and Satan Ye made a soft voice that he didn't know how to describe: "I...Mr. Yila."

  The voice was a little loud, causing Ira's hand to shake, and a small ink dot appeared on the parchment... Fortunately, the ink on the parchment doesn't smudge quickly, so it can be wiped off quickly.

   "Huh? What's wrong?"

Ira asked, he turned his head to look at Satan Ye who came to look for him, put the pen aside, looked at the other party's little tail that was unconsciously repeating the curling movement, and asked, "What happened?" ?”

Satan Ye blinked hesitantly, but still handed a folded piece of parchment behind her to Ira, and said, "Youyou said this is a letter from the empire, and you were appointed to receive it...we didn't even open it to read it. , who sent it?."

   "..."

   Needless to say, Ira has the answers too, and he knows everyone else has the answers too... So, what the **** is he going to do with Isabella now? How should the relationship between the two be calculated now?

  Parchment paper...not magic stationery.

Ira, who was thinking, took the parchment, looked at the slender and familiar characters on it, realized something, and said: "Isabella knows that I know her support for the slave catchers...Are you afraid that I will scold her? "

Listening to Ila's words, Satan Ye gently sat on Ila's bed, looked at Ila who was sitting in front of the workbench writing, and blinked lightly: "A powerful king like Isabella , are you also afraid of being scolded?"

   But if you think about it, Mr. Ira getting angry... might be really scary.

   "Isabella is still a little immature. Although she is a king first, she must be just a child after that..."

As Ira said this, he looked at the contents of the parchment sent by Isabella, and he said: "After I left, she seemed to be more and more willful... When I say goodbye, I will break her leg .”

  Ira declaring this, looked at the contents written on the parchment.

   "..."

  Both were silent, only Ira was reading the letter, while Satan Ye was watching the expressionless Ira...Ira's expression was only indifferent, which seems to be the case for almost all consuls.

  So I can't see what's in his heart.

   "Well, what did you write?"

  Satan Ye finally couldn't help asking.

   "Someone who wants my compliments... brag..."

   And Yila said so, rubbing her little head, and handed the parchment in front of her... Everyone, the Demon Lord, seems to care about people's privacy, so I can't say if it is a good thing.

  …

  【Qing Yila, how are you? After you left, the noble faction is really as glorious as they used to be, but I know that this is not my effort, but yours... It seems that I am still a long way from becoming the sole king. 】

  【When you received the letter, the first night of the war should have ended, and we must have achieved good results. If there is an accident, then it should be regarded as a disappointing student who has not learned the key...】

【Xia Laqing is your man, it took me a lot of thought to appease him and the consuls to stay in the empire, and Gu Leila also, almost followed the convoy to find you. At this critical moment, Sir Yila, don’t ask them to go to your side...]

  【If the day comes when you want to call them to your side, if you confront me **** for tat, then I will be so happy instead, it proves that I will become a qualified king. 】

  【Although I don't care, please send my regards to Satan Ye. 】

  【I'm a little curious about your life in the Demon King's Territory, and I don't know how you get along with the new king, but Qing Yila doesn't need to reply, because I don't care. 】

  【Maybe I don’t need to care about some things, but if you don’t stay well in the Demon King’s Territory, Mrs. Yila, you can come back to the empire at any time, but it’s not suitable to appear out of public view, so you can only hide in my bedroom. 】

  【If there is a chance, I will also go to the Demon King to receive a lecture. Before that... Please watch my performance, teacher. 】

"Well…"

  Satan Ye pouted lightly, commenting: "Isabella... doesn't seem to like me very much."

  …

   "Huh~ Maybe..."

  Ira couldn't help chuckling.

  (end of this chapter)