◎Let's go and pay tribute to the new demon king!◎
Considering that his behavior of instigating others was too conspicuous, Barlow felt that he would be exposed if he continued, so he had to give up and followed the magic soldiers out of the goblin stone house, changed into work vests, and prepared to dig the underground lava river.
Barlow has already made preparations to complete the excavation task with his tribesmen. He has been working hard these days, hoping to dig out the framework of the underground lava river first, so that when other goblins start working, they can easily dig out along the framework and become familiar with the work of excavating the underground river more quickly.
After working diligently for a whole day, Barlow shook off the dirt on his body, jumped to the side of the magic soldier and asked him to help clean himself with magic power. He followed them to the open-air cafeteria beside the lava lake and ate until his belly was full. He felt that all the hard work of the day had disappeared. He rubbed his stomach and breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.
Not far away, Arabella, who had just returned from a hunting trip, was holding a broad sword with a cold glow, and was directing the demon soldiers to carry the prey into the granary.
There was still a lingering smell of blood on her body, and the fluctuations of her magic power were extremely sharp, but the demons in the Demon King's Palace did not feel scared at all. After finishing their meal, they all gathered around her, praising the hunting team for their rich harvest today, and helped to clean up the mess.
——The hunting team members usually returned to the Demon King's Palace in the evening. After the demons who did not participate in the hunting had dinner in the cafeteria, they would stay here, chatting and laughing, applauding to welcome the return of the hunting team, and then working together to unload the prey and put it into the granary, waiting for the familiar demon in charge of smoking the meat to come and take it the next day. This has almost become a tacit and fixed habit among the demons.
Barlow, who always liked to join in the fun, had no time to participate in this activity today. He jumped off the chair, returned to the small room where he used to live in the Demon King's Palace, and took out a small bag of bacon jerky from under the bed.
This bag of bacon jerky was one of the rewards given to the Potato Hunting Team by the Demon King after they completed the experimental mission. There were also two pieces of chocolate, but the chocolate would melt quickly in the high temperature environment of the Demon Realm. Barlow had to eat it reluctantly and only kept the bag of jerky.
After putting the bacon jerky into his vest, he sniffed his sleeves to make sure that he was covered with the fragrant smell of meat, then he pulled himself together and walked towards the goblin stone house.
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After having his own personal experience and talking about the excavation of the lava river, he didn't believe that his fellow tribesmen would remain indifferent!
Before reaching the goblin's hut, when passing by the chicken coop, Barlow saw the devil standing outside from afar. He was immediately excited and ran over, jumping and skipping: "My king! What are you doing? Let me help you!"
Warren turned around when he heard the sound.
The skills of the demon tailor became more and more advanced, and his clothes soon changed from gorgeous fur robes to smart windbreakers. However, the elegance and nobility that belonged only to the demon king did not diminish but increased. Against his white hair and purple eyes, he looked more and more otherworldly, shrouded in the colors of the setting sun, as if bathing in holy light.
Even Barro couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He felt an inexplicable fear that his king was about to fly away from this world. He subconsciously reached out his hand and pulled the corner of the devil's clothes. Only then did he realize his own gaffe and quickly let go.
"Going back to the stone house?" Warren patted his head and said with a smile, "I heard that you told Xilu that the goblins who don't participate in the work only need to prepare one breakfast. If they still don't work after three days, they won't be given any food?"
Barro scratched his ears embarrassedly: "I was thinking that the Demon King's Palace can't support the goblins for nothing, that would be too much of a loss."
Although he favors his own race, he will not ask for extra benefits for the sake of his race. One has to work hard to eat!
Warren smiled and nodded, "Well done, get busy."
After receiving the Demon King's praise, Barlow's eyes widened with joy. He shouted happily, "Okay, My King!" and rushed towards the goblin stone house with full of energy.
Warren watched him jump away with his eyes squinted. After a while, he looked away, looked at the sun gradually sliding towards the horizon, and quietly thought about his recent plans.
With Barro in charge of the potato planting, Warren was not worried that the goblins would not cooperate. Moreover, even if the treatment they received in the Demon King's Palace was not perfect, it was unprecedented in the Demon Realm. As long as they stayed in the Demon King's Palace for a few more days, even if the goblins were allowed to leave, they probably would not want to go back to the Gobi Desert to starve.
There was a thriving scene in the Demon King's Palace, so Warren naturally turned his attention to other medium-sized demons in the Demon Realm.
It was no secret in the Demon Realm that the Slime Tribe was frightened by the demon soldiers and chose to take out all the food in the tribe and rush to pay tribute to the new Demon King overnight. Although other demons neither came forward to help nor followed the Slime Tribe to pay tribute, they were all secretly paying attention to the movements of the Slime Tribe, hoping to take this opportunity to observe the strength and temperament of the new Demon King.
In their opinion, there are only two possible outcomes of the Slime Tribe incident: either the new Demon King forgives the Slime Tribe and accepts the tribute, or the Demon King is unwilling to forgive the Slime Tribe and takes action to exterminate the Slime Tribe.
The Nightmare Demon Chief, who always claims to be the smartest of the demon clan, confidently told other races when they sent their clansmen to ask for countermeasures: No matter what method the new Demon King chooses to deal with the Slime Tribe, it is not important to them. What is important is what the Demon King will do next.
If the new Demon King decisively attacks the remaining Demons after teaching the Slime Tribe a lesson, it means that the Demon King is very confident in his own strength, and it would be better for them to pay tribute quickly to avoid becoming the chicken killed to scare the monkeys; if the new Demon King stops after dealing with the Slime Tribe, then this Demon King is likely to have no ability, and they should just continue to live their own lives and wait for the Blood Wolf Tribe and other major tribes to rise up and overthrow the Demon King.
The other demons agreed with this.
When the Blood Wolf Clan launched a rebellion and came to the small and medium demon clans to plunder food and supplies, it was the Nightmare Demon Clan Chieftain who suggested that everyone play the victim and verbally support the Blood Wolf Clan. In the end, the Blood Wolf Clan really left a lot of food for them and promised not to collect tribute from them for the next year. Later, the former Demon King also came to plunder food and supplies, and it was the Nightmare Demon Clan Chieftain who deliberately revealed what the Blood Wolf Clan Chieftain had said, and thus successfully deceived the former Demon King into promising "I will not collect tribute either."
Although a new demon king suddenly came to power in the end, the other middle-level demons still admired the Nightmare Demon Chief very much. After hearing her analysis, they all felt relieved and returned to their tribe, quietly waiting for the follow-up of the Slime Tribe's tribute.
They planned very well, and in the end, after waiting for a long time, they finally got the news that the Slime Tribe returned to the Forbidden Plains safely, and were exempted from paying tribute by the Demon King himself, and also received a large basket of smoked meat as a gift from the Demon King's Palace.
The tribesmen they sent to gather intelligence came back and reported that each slime could now eat at least one piece of meat every day.
The middle-level demons who heard the news were filled with question marks.
What happened to this new demon king?
It would be fine if they didn't accept tribute. In the history of the Demon Realm, there was a demon king who didn't accept tribute - although that demon king was too lazy to ask for it from each demon clan one by one because he found it troublesome - but why did they give meat to the slimes instead?
If he was weak and wanted to please the Slime Clan, that would be even more unreasonable. This demon king had killed the chief of the Blood Wolf Clan after all. Regardless of whether the chief of the Blood Wolf Clan was seriously injured at that time or whether the new demon king had launched a sneak attack, the fact that he could break through the powerful defense of the Blood Wolf Clan proved that his strength had reached the top level in the Demon Realm. At least he had to be the chief of a large clan to compete with him. Otherwise, how could the Blood Wolf Clan, who had suffered a great loss at that time, swallow their anger and return to their clan territory.
What's more, if the strength is weak, where does the meat given to the slime come from?
A group of middle-level demon clan leaders were very confused, so they went to find the Nightmare Demon Clan leader for guidance. But when they arrived at the Nightmare Demon Clan's territory, they found that the Nightmare Demon Clan leader had already packed up the prey and was preparing to lead his clansmen to the Demon King's Palace.
"Would you like to join us?" the Nightmare Demon Chieftain asked in a friendly manner, "Let's go pay tribute to the Demon King!"
The other middle-level demons were confused: "Didn't you say to wait a little longer?"
The Nightmare Demon Chief looked around and found that all the demons had the same confused expressions on their faces. He couldn't help but wonder how these guys had led their respective races to survive in the Demon Realm for so long: "Didn't you go to ask the Slime Tribe?"
The clan leaders of each tribe shook their heads.
For fear of being noticed by the new Demon King, they dared not show off, and had already warned the tribesmen who were going to investigate not to expose themselves.
The Nightmare Demon Chief sighed and told what he had learned from the Slime Chief.
Although they all hid back and watched coldly when the Slime Tribe paid tribute, the Slime Chief could understand their thoughts. In addition, he still admired the Nightmare Demon Chief because of the fact that the Blood Wolf Tribe had forced them to pay tribute. Therefore, when the Nightmare Demon Chief came to find him in person, he told him everything he knew after obtaining the Demon King's consent.
His speech was very long, interspersed with numerous flatteries for the new Demon King. The Nightmare Demon Chief did not repeat it all, but picked out the key points and told the story straightforwardly:
"After the new Demon King started training the demon soldiers, their strength increased dramatically. In the past six months, the strength of most demon soldiers has doubled."
"The new Demon King said that he does not accept tribute because he is the king who leads the demons to live a good life together, not an enemy who makes the demons unable to survive. There is no need to squeeze our food rations."
"The new Demon King rescued the Winged Demons who were trapped in the Forbidden Plains because their magic abilities disappeared."
"The new demon king really likes the flaming grapes that are a specialty of the slime tribe, and has reached an agreement with the slime tribe that each basket of flaming grapes can be exchanged for several pieces of jerky."
"The new Demon King allows the Slime Tribe to send its members to study at the Demon King's Palace."
"The Slime Chief said that the Demon King is also interested in the specialties of other demon tribes. We are welcome to visit the Demon King's Palace. Maybe we can reach a cooperation - even if not, we will provide a free dinner."
A group of middle-level demon clan leaders took a deep breath.
The one who was quick to react had already started running back: "Nightmare, don't leave in a hurry, I will go back and pack up and go to the Demon King's Palace with you!"
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