Chapter 3 Demon King Satan Ye

At this moment, it is necessary to briefly describe what exactly a "Governor" is. In short—it was a profession developed by Yila, used for the large-scale extermination of monsters.

There were many professions in this world, most of which required the consumption of magic power (mana) to fight. This meant that it was difficult for one person to change the course of a war.

Because people got tired, and the recovery of mana also consumed a person's energy.

This was why the empire continually retreated in the face of monster attacks. Although both sides had long forgotten which side attacked first, before Yila appeared, the empire was undoubtedly the closest it had ever been to annihilation.

The arrival of Yila and the "Governors" changed everything...

The Governors themselves had almost no combat ability, did not train in battle skills or study magic. Instead, they used the "Rune Bond" to obtain the ability to seize monster mana.

Then, by consuming the World Runes on the "Rune Bond" that recovered over time, they could transform the monster mana stored in their spinal column into "Wings," performing various styles of slaughter and combat.

Quickly replacing bodily exhaustion with "Wing" wear, when a pair of "Wings" neared depletion, they would immediately use the mana of nearby monsters for refilling and continue the fight.

Or, when the number of monsters was dense, they would constantly consume the stored "Wings" using the "Wing Shattering" mode, causing maximum killing damage while quickly replenishing monster mana due to continuously killing monsters.

On the battlefield, it was a profession like a meat grinder that could mercilessly harvest monsters.

But such a profession was not invincible. From another perspective, its weaknesses were all too obvious...a Governor without a reserve of "Wings" had no combat power beyond that of a "normal human."

Therefore, Yila's first lesson to his Governors was "Never explode the last piece of your Wing."

The result? All the Governors executed this well, except...him.

"..."

Yila scrutinized the Crimson Dragon Demon King in front of him, while the other was also sizing him up from head to toe. Perhaps it needed to be stated...she was a very cute monster girl lolita.

This was a description based on appearance...

But monsters themselves were not things to be called "cute," but rather more deserved to be described as "dangerous."

*Yila felt the Demon King's scrutiny in front of him. In the silence, he reciprocated her scrutiny. He wasn't sure what the other saw in him, but he saw...she was not as strong and confident as her father.*

*If her father was a huge crimson demon dragon, the ultimate dragon of blood and heat; then the little Demon King in front of him was more like a ferocious little red beast, like a weak lizard with a vicious bite on a little piece of meat.*

*She had ulterior motives but was bluffing.*

*Very interesting.*

"Hilena."

The little Demon King spoke, her young and calm voice transmitting from her mouth. She ordered the succubus named "Hilena" beside her, saying, "Prepare some food for our guest, won't you?"

"Demon King? But..."

Hilena said in surprise. She glanced at Yila and then stared at the Demon King. In the end, she decided to obey her orders, bowed her head submissively, and left...yet the twitching heart-shaped tail behind her showed she was not calm inside.

"..."

Only a silence between the two remaining Headless Knights and the little Demon King and Yila fell into an inexplicable stillness. Both of them stared at each other, but neither took the initiative to speak.

"Yila Elkaras?"

But eventually, the little Demon King spoke first. Her crimson dragon eyes stared at Yila, asking with an effort to keep her voice calm, "Why did you betray the empire?"

This news seemed to have spread across the entire continent within the three days Yila was unconscious.

*Yila realized this and heard in the Demon King's voice an effort to hide some complex emotions. But unfortunately, Yila was not someone who could read others' minds, so he couldn't turn her emotions into a percentage pie chart to understand. However...*

*The Demon King in front of him had at least 20% of the emotion of "fear" in her heart?*

"Put your wings through the bars, and I will tell you."

Yila said this, watching as the little Demon King immediately backed away nervously. Without any real expectation, he simply said, "Because of the nobles...some pretty radical nobles. But I do not lose, they lose to themselves."

*After all, Yila's forces were still within the empire...the Yila Faction was an integral part of the empire, unable to be purged.*

*Hopefully, Isabella could still manage them...*

The little Demon King looked as if she had never expected Yila to answer seriously. She showed a stunned expression, but thinking it through, she realized there was indeed nothing he couldn't say.

*As a prisoner, he had no reason not to cooperate.*

"I find it hard to imagine why the empire would abandon a hero and even convict him...Yila Elkaras's reputation is extremely prominent, even among demons."

It seemed the little Demon King wanted to build rapport.

"Surely, it wouldn't be a good reputation..."

"But precisely because you are the embodiment of fear in the enemy's eyes, it highlights your contribution to the empire. An empire that treats you this way is indeed a terrible place, right?"

"..."

*Yila fell into a brief silence. The little Demon King's intentions were all too evident, so he did not care about her words. However, he still asked, "Young Demon King, what's your name?"*

"My name is Satan Ye."

The Crimson Dragon Demon King in front of him pressed her impoverished chest, on the rose pattern on her lace dress, and seriously said, "My race is the Crimson Demon Dragon."

"..."

*Regarding the race, Yila had already seen through it, but the name was somewhat ridiculous.*

"Satan Ye...?"

*Looking at Satan Ye struggling to appear sincere, for some reason, Yila thought of Empress Isabella. When she asked Yila to teach her how to govern, she had the same expression.*

*Unconsciously, he recalled what Yose had said...*

*"Speaking of lolitas! When they look up at you with such an expression, they must have a favor to ask! Just give a helping hand, and they will be eternally grateful to you! You ask what expression? Let me show you...hahaha, no need to look like you want to puke!"*

"Yose! You are indeed an unforgettable king!"

"Mr. Yila!"

So said Satan Ye, unconsciously pursing her lips slightly. Her red wings flapped gently, and the black hair spread on her wings danced in the wind. It seemed she had made a decision in her heart.

*Or rather, she was making a gamble...*

...

"If it's possible, go ahead...after all, I am just a useless Demon King."

Yila looked at the crimson wing that had been extended through the bars. He raised his head...meeting the resolute eyes of the lolita named Satan Ye.