At this point, it's time to briefly describe what a "Governor" is. In short, it's a profession developed by Ira for the purpose of harvesting the lives of monsters on a large scale.
There are many professions in this world, most of which require the consumption of magic (Mana) to fight, which means that it is difficult for one person to change the course of a war.
Because people get tired, Mana's recovery also consumes a person's energy.
This is why the Empire suffered repeated defeats in the face of the monsters' attacks. Although neither side could remember which side attacked first, before the appearance of Ira, the Empire was definitely the closest it had ever come to destruction.
The arrival of Ira and the [Consul] changed everything...
The governor himself has almost no combat ability, does not practice combat skills or learn magic, but gains the ability to seize the monster Mana through the loading of the [Runic Bond].
Consuming the world runes on the [Runic Bond] that regenerate over time, the monster Mana residing on its own wing pillar (spine) is transformed into [wings], allowing for diverse styles of killing and combat.
Quickly replace the wear and tear on your body with the wear and tear on your wings. When a pair of wings is about to be exhausted, immediately use the mana from the monsters around you to reload and continue the battle.
Alternatively, when monsters are numerous, you can continuously use the "Wing Shatter" mode to rapidly consume stored "Wings," maximizing damage while simultaneously replenishing the monsters' Mana by constantly eliminating them.
On the battlefield, they are like meat grinders, ruthlessly reaping monsters.
However, such a profession is not invincible. From another perspective, its weaknesses are obvious... An administrator without any reserves of [Wings] has no combat power beyond that of a [normal human].
So the first lesson Iraq taught its rulers was: "Never detonate the last wing."
As a result, all the officials carried out their duties very well, except for... him.
"..."
Ira scrutinized the Crimson Dragon Demon King before him, while the other party was also looking him up and down. Perhaps it should be noted that... she was a very cute monster girl loli.
This is a description based on appearance...
However, monsters themselves are not things that need to be called "cute," but rather deserve to be described as "dangerous."
Ira felt the Demon King's scrutiny, and in silence, he returned the scrutiny. He didn't know what the other had seen, but he did see that... she was not as strong and confident as her father.
If her father was a massive crimson dragon, the ultimate dragon bringing blood and heat, then the little demon king before her was more like a snarling, bright red cub, like a weak lizard viciously biting at a piece of jerky.
They have ulterior motives, but they are just bluffing.
Very interesting.
“Sylina”.
The little dragon demon king spoke, her young and calm voice conveying her thoughts. She commanded the succubus beside her, named [Silina], saying, "Prepare some food for our guests?"
"Demon Lord? But..."
"Sherina said in surprise. She looked at Ira and then stared at the Demon King. In the end, she decided to obey her command and obediently left with her head down... But the heart-shaped tail that was wagging anxiously behind her proved that she was not at peace.
"..."
Only the two silent headless knights and the cell of the little demon king and Ira remained, falling into an inexplicable calm. The two stared at each other, but neither spoke first.
"Ira Elkaras?"
However, it was the little demon king who spoke first. Her crimson dragon eyes stared at Ira, and she asked in a voice that she tried to keep calm: "Why did you betray the empire?"
The news seemed to have spread throughout the entire continent within three days of Iraq falling into a coma.
Ira realized this and also heard the complex emotions that the demon king was trying to hide in his voice.
Unfortunately, Ira isn't the type to read other people's minds, so he can't visualize their emotions like a percentage. However...
The demon king before me must have been filled with fear at least 20% of his emotions, right?
"Stretch your wings through the fence, and I'll tell you."
As Ira said this, looking at the little devil who immediately retreated in tension, he simply said without any expectation: "Because of the nobles... a group of rather radical nobles, but I am not at a loss, they are the ones who are at a loss."
After all, Iraq's influence still exists within the Empire... The Iraqi faction is an important part of the Empire and cannot be eliminated.
Hopefully, Isabella can still keep them in check...
The little demon king seemed completely unprepared for Ira's serious answer, and she looked surprised. But upon reflection, it became clear that there was nothing he couldn't say.
As a prisoner, there's no reason for him not to cooperate.
“I find it hard to imagine why the empire would abandon a meritorious official and even punish him… Ira Elkaras’s reputation is extremely renowned, even within the demon race.”
It seems the little devil wants to get closer to them.
"It probably won't be a good reputation..."
"But it is precisely because you are the embodiment of fear in the eyes of your enemies that your contributions to the empire are highlighted. An empire that treats you this way must be a terrible place, right?"
"..."
Ira fell into a brief silence, because the little demon king's intentions were obvious at a glance, so he didn't pay attention to what the other party said, but he still asked, "Young demon king, what is your name?"
"My name is Satan Ye."
The scarlet dragon demon king before her pressed his hand against her bare chest, against the rose pattern on the bodice of her lace dress, and said earnestly, "Your race is a scarlet demon dragon."
"..."
Ira already knew about your race, but your name is a bit outrageous.
"Satan leaf...?"
Looking at Satan Ye, who was trying so hard to appear sincere, Ira for some reason thought of Empress Isabella, who had the same expression when she asked Ira to teach her how to govern the country.
Without realizing it, he recalled what Uther had said...
【So-called lolis! Like my daughter, when she makes that face, it means she needs something from you! Just a little help and she'll be incredibly grateful! You ask what kind of face? Well, let me demonstrate... hahaha, there's no need for that vomit-like expression!】
Uther! You are truly an impressive king!
"Mr. Ira!"
As she spoke, Satan Ye unconsciously pursed her lips, her crimson wings fluttering behind her, and her black hair, draped over her wings, danced in the wind. She seemed to have made a decision in her heart.
Or rather, she was taking a huge gamble...
...
"If you can, please... Anyway, I'm just a useless demon king."
Ira looked at the scarlet wings that had reached into the fence, and when he looked up, he met the resolute eyes of the little girl named Satan Ye.
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