For the Empire, the Archon is clearly a very powerful profession and a formidable fighting force, even a high-end fighting force that exists solely for the purpose of waging war against non-human races.
The arrival of the consul alleviated the empire's immediate crisis. At that time, the reason for the empire's repeated defeats was simple—the lack of high-end combat power capable of changing the course of the war.
Empires have no shortage of mid-tier combat power, and they also have top-tier units, not to mention countless low-tier troops. However, a single supreme warrior cannot change the course of a war. While mid-tier and low-tier combat power are the backbone, they cannot always shoulder great responsibilities.
However, for monsters...
This profession called "Governor" is more like a dangerous thing that inspires fear, a double enemy in both physiological and existential senses, a terrifying monster that causes demons to retreat in defeat.
The founder of this profession, Ira, is remembered by many, partly because he was the creator of the profession, partly because he held a high position in the empire, and partly because he was already on the battlefield before he became a consul.
No monster has "Phobia of the Archon," but those who have witnessed Ira's rampage and survived all have something that can be jokingly called "Ira Phobia," or, to describe it... PTSD.
Mana watched as Ira rampaged like a demon, indiscriminately slaughtering her comrades with maximum efficiency, and then watched as Ira absorbed her own comrades. She could only watch helplessly as her comrades, who had just been chatting and laughing with her, melted away and disappeared before her eyes.
They even used some of their own companions' mana.
Then Ira disappeared from the battlefield. The monsters who survived looked around but could not find their comrades. As if they had never had any comrades, they suddenly felt that the battlefield was very empty.
The endless emptiness and fear would drive all the remaining monsters to flee like stray dogs.
It's already a miracle they didn't go crazy.
...
"I'm sorry, but at that time I was still an enemy of the Demon King's territory."
As Ira said this, she offered a token expression of her apology... After all, she had wiped out Senata's blood relatives from that time, even if it was a killing caused by normal conflict.
"I know……"
As she spoke, Senata gently shook her head and said, "After that, I returned to the Demon King's territory and informed the vampires of the news, and then... the vampires defected."
Hmm? But...
"But the Abnesia family did not escape. I chose to remain in the Demon King's territory as the last Abnesia."
Before Ira could ask anything, the vampire girl named Senata said this, taking a sip of tea: "Many other families have chosen to defect, or rather... fled because they were afraid of being hostile to the governor."
As she said this, Senata looked at Ira, who didn't know what to say, and sighed, saying, "Many demon races choose to betray you largely because they don't want to be your enemy, so they want to be able to sever ties with the Demon King's territory at any time."
Hearing this, Ira couldn't help but smile. He said, "But now that I've become a member of the Demon King's territory, those who betrayed me have become my enemies..."
Senata, who had also thought of this, smiled and nodded, feeling a little better. She said, "It seems that's true... After that, I became the leader and head of the vampire clan in the Demon King's territory, but I will never forget that day."
Senata's youthful face showed fear and apology. Her eyes seemed to reflect the blood-red night that had raged. She said, "I hope Mr. Ira can forgive me... I can't treat you normally so quickly."
In this respect, Senata has always admired Satan Ye.
“I would never blame you for this; on the contrary… I am the one who should feel sorry.”
After exchanging casual pleasantries, Ira felt it was time to get down to business. He coughed lightly and said directly, "I came to you to inquire about the offerings made in the various cities within the monster-controlled area."
"Um……"
Because of Ira's words, Senata, who had entered a working state, pulled her thoughts back from the horror of the past. She said, "Of the seventy-four territories, only forty are sure to pay their tribute on time before the end of this quarter."
In other words, are there approximately thirty-four territories that choose not to pay taxes on time?
Ira was struck by the enormous number. He knew all too well that if he wanted to do anything next, he had to rebuild the prestige of the Demon King's territory. Otherwise, Satan Ye would only become a laughingstock among the Demon Kings.
We don't need to consider this for now.
"What about the Naga and merfolk races that defected?"
Hearing Ira ask this, Senata seemed to realize something. She unconsciously stroked the small bat-shaped hair clip on her ear. The black and red bat and the silver hair created a beautiful contrast.
"I see, is it about the fishing boats?"
Having grasped this point, Senata recalled the information her subordinate, who was in charge of intelligence on the Siren race, had given her, saying, "After leaving the Demon King's territory, they joined the territory of the Gorgon."
Gorgons? After killing the Gorgons, their mana, which was then infused into the Third Pillar, made them incredibly powerful...
Ira quickly realized that her thinking was a bit problematic. Monsters might not be her enemies in the future, but her colleagues. It wasn't good to keep thinking like this.
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