"Ha...uh~"

Satan Ye lazily opened her eyes, then comfortably squinted on the bed. She rolled over and lay face down on the bed, her tail swaying casually behind her... just like a cat that had just woken up from a dream.

"Your Highness, are you awake?"

As Shirina said this, she looked at Satan Ye who nodded slightly, and began to help her get dressed... Of course, she also helped her wash up and wash her hair.

She usually takes care of Satan Ye's daily life.

This is what Sirina, as the head maid, the chief steward of the Demon King's castle, the Demon King's personal maid, the chief human resources manager of the Demon King's castle, and the leader of the succubi, needs to do... Although there are indeed many positions, most of them are not jobs that require special attention.

Especially after Ira arrived, her job was reduced to nothing more than... following Ira's instructions and taking care of Satan's Leaf; it seemed to have become just that.

I've really become an old woman (sadly).

"Ouch~"

Satanye yawned as she lazily walked toward the hall. Although the morning assembly was still a regular event, there probably wasn't anything worth reporting lately... If Ira wasn't around, there certainly wouldn't be anything major happening.

Ah, the "major events" here don't refer to sudden emergencies or anything like that. Nobody can say for sure if such things will happen. The major events Satan Ye is thinking of are simply... matters that need to be reported at the court meeting.

Just like before Ira came to the Demon King's territory, she only said some trivial things that needed to be mentioned...

...

"The forging of the sword shark's magical armor is nearing completion. In addition to having two sets of magical armor to replace each sword shark, I plan to forge another hundred sets as a surplus... The werewolves have also barely memorized a small portion of the spell combinations."

Satan Ye didn't respond to Wolf's report; she just lazily looked at Wolf's wolf tail...it felt so cute with its fluffy texture.

Let's go play with the rescued children this afternoon... Ira said before that some of the children can be trained as soldiers, and must be trained as soldiers.

Satan Ye has forgotten the specifics of what was said, but he vaguely remembers something like, "Their enlightenment makes it impossible for them to willingly accept a new life."

Satan Ye wandered off in his thoughts.

"Next, is there any magical armor that needs to be forged? I'm very good at metal magical armor."

Upon hearing Wolfe's words, Satan Ye pondered for a moment, then concluded, "I can't think of anything," and simply said, "Let's wait until Ira comes back."

Wolfe was speechless at the lazy Satan Leaf, but she nodded to indicate that she had no objection.

Clearly, Satan Ye's previous prediction was wrong... There are quite a few things to report today.

"Regarding the White Globe wine, Archduke Novak agreed to the consignment plan, and we will..."

Satan Ye: "Let's talk about it after Ira gets back~"

"Regarding the progress of cement road construction within the territory, currently..."

Satan Ye: "Let's talk about it after Ira gets back~"

"..."

"Your Highness Satan...aren't you relying on Ira a little too much?"

Shirina couldn't help but offer this advice. Although she wasn't worried about anything, she still felt that this wasn't quite right. She said, "Why don't you decide for yourself what to do first? And get things arranged?"

"Hmm... I do have an idea, but I'll wait for Ira to come back and ask him if my thinking is correct..."

Satanye replied with a nonchalant wave of his hand, as if to say, "It would be bad if I messed around and caused trouble for Iraq," as if he regarded Iraq as an omnipotent being.

"..."

Sylvia: It's over, I'm doomed.

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Ira brewed the tea and quietly poured it into the teacup of the white-robed, white-haired old man opposite her, then placed the ceramic teapot on the wooden shelf beside her.

This place, which resembled an ordinary little attic, contained some ordinary bookshelves with ordinary books on them, and he and a seemingly ordinary old man were sitting there.

Um……

If we ignore the books on those shelves, which have names like "Continental Collapse Ritual Prediction" and "Imaginary Eternal Night Spell - World-Class," which are merely conceptual ideas of spells.

Although these are all theoretically possible spells, if there were truly someone in the world who could unleash these world-destroying spells, it would probably only be the man in front of them.

"That's really good. I've heard for a long time that your tea is delicious."

The old man praised her, looking very kind, as if he were praising a junior. Before Ira could speak, he said first, "Unfortunately, I cannot allow you to teach outside the tower."

"Putting aside my responsibility to all mages as the [Page], as the leader of the White Tower, how can I explain this to the other two towers if I set this precedent?"

That's indeed the truth.

It seems impossible to teach goblins and lesser demons farming spells... Perhaps we should quickly think about how to develop mana industries, or find a new way out.

Thinking this, Ira nodded and prepared to get up and say goodbye.

But the old man spoke up to stop Ira, saying while sipping his tea, "However, teaching Mana the techniques is not against the rules... This applies to everyone, and it's not your privilege."

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