“It is impossible for us to maintain complete control over a territory that has already developed a rebellious mentality while maintaining a great distance.”

Satanieh was clearly disappointed by Ira's words, but she still nodded in understanding.

"Ugh, what a downer."

Vera sighed with the same regret.

"..."

"certainly……"

As Ira said this, under the watchful eyes of his colleagues, he spoke softly: "This is just my suggestion. Whether to kill or not is up to Satanieh to decide."

As she said this, Ira looked in Satan's direction, and everyone else looked in Satan's direction as well, waiting for her answer.

"But... I still want to settle scores with those traitorous lords... So it really isn't possible?"

Satan Leaf spoke as if making a plea, her tail unconsciously curling up, looking quite dejected... This was not how a king should act.

It seems that Satan Ye really wants to start dealing with the rebels as soon as possible.

Ira knew it, he certainly knew it... Whether it was the Empire or the Demon King's Territory, it should be the same: the fate of traitors should be iron cavalry, or reins and whips.

...

"As you wish."

Ira nodded gently.

"Huh?!"

Satan Leaf uttered a questioning sound.

...

"Senata! Warn those traitorous territories! Other leaders, be prepared to assemble your troops at any time, so that the first day of spring may be the first or the last day that those rebels acknowledge Satan's Leaf!"

Iraq raised its arms and shouted.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"learn."

"yes."

"We understand."

"Um."

The leaders responded one after another.

...

"Huh? Didn't you say it couldn't be done?"

But Satan Leaf still tilted his head, revealing a cute and bewildered expression.