Satan is a very useless king... and that's precisely why she might be the most suitable person to be the [King of Ira], since Ira herself is incapable of becoming a king.

Of course, not all incompetent kings are suitable to be assisted by Ira. After all, there are many useless people in the world, but like Satan Ye, there are very few who know and acknowledge that she is useless... who know and acknowledge her own powerlessness.

After all, the former Demon King probably never taught her even a little bit about how to become an excellent king. After all, that guy probably didn't even know himself, and his happy education made Satan Ye's combat power relatively weak.

The monsters seem to value the king's combat abilities quite a bit.

That's why Satan Ye wanted to know what those powerful kings and wise rulers were like. She knew that Ira had seen many kings, so she would also ask Ira for advice.

Satan knew where he fell short compared to Isabella: her scheming and manipulative nature, her rationality and indifference as a king, were things he could not learn, but he did not need to learn.

Satan Ye also knew where Isabella fell short compared to him: the monsters themselves, the system of the Demon Lord's Territory, and the atmosphere of the Demon Lord's Territory were all reasons why Isabella would only choose the Demon Lord's Territory no matter what.

This is something Isabella absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot do.

So now, caught in a state of inexplicable emotion, Satanie wanted to know where she fell short compared to Cassiopeia… Whether it was worry that Ira would leave, or a desire to become a better king, she asked Ira this question:

"Mr. Ira, what kind of person is the Elf Queen Cassiopeia?"

Seeing Satan Ye panting as she finished her physical training and asked a question, Ira made room for her to sit, somewhat surprised that she had waited until the training was over before asking.

"Let me think..."

As he said this, Ira pondered where to begin. He looked at Satan Ye, who was sitting next to him panting, and then said, "Anyway, he's a dimwit."

"..."

Satan Ye: What kind of description is this?

Seeing Satan Ye blinking in confusion, Ira smiled helplessly, unsure of what to say. He organized his thoughts and said, "There's nothing for you to learn from Cassiopeia. Elves are different from any other race."

"Silvermoon Tree Garden is a place rich in resources and quite peaceful. Even if the elves do not interact with the outside world, they can still continue to pass on their heritage. The elves' innate magical abilities make them a race that can send everyone to war as warriors whenever they want."

As Ira said this, he touched Satan's head, who didn't quite understand the concept, and continued, "In other words, Cassiopeia became queen simply because her surname was Ilúvatar. Compared to other elves, she didn't have any significant advantages."

"Cassiopeia only needed to wear that elven crown; otherwise, she lived a completely ordinary life like an elf, reading, sunbathing, eating snacks, and enjoying a peaceful existence."

"..."

Isn't this the same as me? But why... is the treatment completely different?

Satan Leaf thought to himself.

Because her expression was so easy to understand, Ira didn't continue. He just sat next to Satanye and looked into the distance with her... He could roughly understand what Satanye was thinking, but he didn't know her specific thoughts.

I can't think of any words to comfort you.

"..."

"..."

However, this reflection was ultimately interrupted by the visitor.

“Mr. Ira, I’m here… ah…”

Lotia, who had entered the terrace from behind the door, spoke, and then saw Satan sitting in the same chair as Ira, the two of them seemingly talking about something.

"Sorry to bother you."

Lotia, whose voice seemed to come from nowhere, said this while backing away while still facing forward... Wouldn't she fall down the stairs like that?

"Wait, you've come at the right time."

As Ira said this, he stretched out a hand to stop Lotia from leaving, and for a moment, he had the illusion that he was saying, "You've come at the perfect time."

At this moment, Satan Ye's thoughts were interrupted, and the faint feeling of grievance in her heart dissipated. She looked up at Lotia, stood up, and prepared to leave.

During the morning meeting, Ira mentioned that the headless knight's combat power needed to be strengthened—judging by the time, my training should have ended long ago; it was just that Ira talked a lot during the break after the training ended.

“Satanye, wait a minute, I was planning to teach you all at the same time.”

Ira stopped Satan from leaving, shaking his head helplessly, lamenting that he hadn't explained himself clearly. He explained, "I specifically chose the training time in the schedule to teach him."

Although this statement included Lotia in the category of "teaching," she didn't care, since Ira was indeed qualified to be anyone's teacher.

"I've been curious ever since we went on the expedition. Why don't you know Faviginho's martial arts?"

Upon hearing Ira's question and the name he mentioned, Satanye immediately raised her head, a look of longing in her eyes, and murmured, "Father... never taught me anything."

Lotia gave a different answer. Although her expression was not visible, one could hear a hint of regret and reminiscence in her tone: "Because that guy was an idiot."

That's a truly merciless assessment.

"To be honest, although I know Faviginho will probably praise me in front of you."

As Ira said this, he had no doubt that the muscular man wouldn't say anything bad about him or Uther, which was perhaps why Satan Ye didn't hate him. He asked, "But what exactly did he say?"

When asked about Ira's question, Satanye thought for a moment and then answered according to his memory: "Father said, 'If I die at the hands of Ira Elkaras, then let's have a celebratory feast for me!'"

I can picture it now; that guy is definitely the kind of person who would say something like that.

Ira also missed the days when he would arrive at the battlefield every day and be knocked away by Faviginho, and then they would fight hand to hand... At first, Ira lost more often, but later, after Ira became familiar with the power, the opposite happened.

"Yes, and..."

It seemed that Satan Ye hadn't finished speaking. She smiled nostalgically, saying with a smile, "He also said, 'After I die, I will become that guy Ira's power and continue to fight! Just thinking about it makes my blood boil! It's a pity I won't be able to see that day!'"

That's why Satanie so decisively gave her mana to Ira...

Could this be considered a kind of "passing on" of dreams?

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[Hiss hiss hiss~~]