"It looks very similar to the fertilizer we bought."

As Vera spoke, she stood outside with Ira, Satan, and Sirina, watching the goblins use homemade fertilizer... which was diluted with water and sprinkled on the soil.

If you fertilize before planting, you don't need to worry too much. You can simply mix the fertilizer with the soil and plow it once to ensure the soil is fertile. But things are different now.

Applying fertilizer during crop maintenance is called topdressing. It is best to dilute the fertilizer with water beforehand, otherwise it may cause the crop to die.

Iraq is unaware of the specific ratios and methods of fertilization.

To put it bluntly, he had never actually visited the empire's farmland, except for the battlefield... He spent all his energy dealing with those worthless nobles in the court.

However, the monsters, whether they were fairies or goblins, had used fertilizer before, so they knew how to use the fertilizer they created.

This is their wisdom.

"Of course it's similar. The Empire's original understanding of fertilizer was simply to pour excrement into the land. I... well, anyway, many years ago, improved fertilizer into what it is today."

As Ira said this, he looked at the three people watching the goblins and fairies work in the warm winter sun, and said, "There's nothing interesting to see during the fertilizing process, I..."

Just as Ira was about to say something, he saw a working goblin stagger and fall to the ground. He rushed forward and, before anyone could react, caught the goblin before it fell.

After helping the goblin regain its balance, Ira looked at its face, which appeared somewhat thin even among goblin hordes, and analyzed, "Malnutrition, plus overwork?"

"Gu...Lord Ila."

The goblin looked visibly uncomfortable. He spoke with some fear, taking two steps back, and said, "Although I know you are now... no, I'm sorry, but..."

The goblin's stammering manner wasn't due to fear of Ira because of the difference in their status; after all, he only had a respectful attitude towards Satan and the others.

There is no doubt that the other side has seen Iraq on the battlefield.

This phenomenon is very common in the Demon King's territory. Almost everyone who has been on the battlefield seems to suffer from a disease called "Ira phobia," so they still shudder when they see Ira's face.

"Lord Ira"

He's stirring things up.

"The Fertilizer Man"

"one"

We have

"Let him rest."

"..."

The goblins meant that this goblin was one of the monsters they had previously arranged to participate in turning over the fertilizer. He didn't have to participate in this fertilization, but now he was voluntarily working.

No one is urging them, no one is forcing them, and no one is whipping them, yet they are working. Is this considered foolish? Or is it that the king who leads them truly deserves their efforts?

At least... in their eyes it's the latter.

Ira chuckled softly as he looked at Satan and Shirina, who both showed concern. He then glanced at Vera, who remained calm and bored… Yes! This is the proper attitude of an Imperial citizen towards commoners!

"well……"

Ira couldn't help but sigh, and then, to Vera's question, "Ira, why are you sighing?", he shook his head and said, "Nothing, I'm thinking about something else right now."

"Huh? What?"

Satan asked, blinking her eyes and flapping her wings, waiting for Ira's words. She looked so docile that she didn't resemble a demon king at all.

"I'm thinking about the fishing industry."

As Ira said this, he gave an example: "In my impression, in a typical coastal city, seafood would be a food source for the city, but it seems that this is not the case in the Demon King's territory."

Vera nodded in agreement. Born on the coast of the Empire, her childhood memories were filled with eating seafood and seaweed. However, due to the good economic conditions, she also ate a lot of meat.

"Fishing? In the past, it was always the Naga, the merfolk, and the Gorgon who did the fishing and then offered the fish to the Demon King's territory. The Demon King's territory's ports are war ports and trading ports, and they have never fished there."

As she spoke, Satanye pondered for a moment, then her eyes lit up as she said, "That's right, we can catch fish for meat, right? Anyway, trade hasn't resumed yet, and the war is almost over, is that alright?"

For some reason, Satan, as the Demon King, asked Shirina and Ira for their opinions, asking, "Is it alright?" Who is truly the Demon King, and who is the subject?

Vera simply shrugged and said, "Actually, that's what Ira meant... he just wanted to respect your authority as the Demon King and ask for your permission."

As she said this, Vera poked Ira's waist helplessly. Under his questioning gaze, she continued, "Besides, Ira would definitely not choose to say it in the morning in order to maintain your authority, but would instead tell you secretly like this now."

What do you mean by "telling secretly"? ...Shouldn't it be called "offering advice and suggestions"?

Vera sighed at Ira's speechless expression and said, "Sigh, so you and Isabella are really awkward. You both trust each other, but you can't put that trust into practice."

"..."

Ira paused for a moment, knowing he might not be able to explain things clearly to Vera, so he simply said, "Some things in the court cannot be accomplished simply through mutual trust."

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