◎Puchi puchi puchi puchichi◎
Although many of the middle-level demon clan leaders, after hearing the Nightmare clan leader's story, immediately said that they would also go to the Demon King's Palace to "pay tribute", in fact, by the time they made the decision to count the food and finally go to the Demon King's Palace, it was already more than ten days later.
At this time, all members of the goblin tribe have participated in the labor and are living safely in the Demon King's Palace. The excavation of the underground lava river in the potato-growing farmland has been successfully completed, and potatoes have now been planted.
Although they accepted the job at first with Barlow's encouragement, the goblins were still terrified, fearing that these powerful demons would kill them at the slightest disagreement. Even when they were eating in the restaurant, they were on high alert and dared not move at the slightest noise.
But gradually, they realized that there was no danger in the Demon King's Palace. The burly demon soldiers would greet them with a smile, and the familiars who served the Demon King closely would kindly ask them if they had any difficulties in life. The Dark Iron Dwarves made special iron helmets for them to protect their heads from being injured by hard stones when digging.
Unlimited meals, comfortable and warm animal skins, indestructible stone houses, clean and refreshing rattan mats and straw pillows, these are the dream lives that the goblins never dared to imagine before, and they can get them just by completing labor that is not demanding!
The goblins, who originally thought they were doomed to die after being captured by the demon soldiers, could no longer suppress their excitement when they were dragged by their servants to the open space next to the lava lake to listen to the Demon King's lecture on the way to the stone house. They happily discussed with each other: "How lucky we are to be favored by the King! Thank you, King!"
The goblin chief, Xili, also heard what they said. The corners of his mouth twitched. He lamented the slowness of his family members and couldn't help looking at Barlow again and again.
Barlow was standing on the shoulder of the captain of the magic army, Polly, and studying math problems with them by gesturing. Apparently, after the goblins gradually integrated into the Demon King's Palace, he no longer concealed the fact that he was very familiar with the demons in the Demon King's Palace.
Although he had not tried hard to hide it - on the second day after he finally agreed to participate in the labor, Xili put on work clothes and went to the potato field to dig the soil. When he saw Barlow raising his hand to greet all the demons passing by, Xili realized that the location of their tribe must have been exposed by this kid!
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This brat will have to be beaten up sooner or later, Xili muttered in his heart, but when he looked at Barlow, there was a sense of relief and gratitude that he was not even aware of.
Of course, if he knew what Barlow was complaining about, he might really pick up a stick and chase Barlow around the goblin stone house.
"We are all new to the course, but you Winged Demons are really amazing," Barlow said in a rhythmic voice, full of sincerity and frustration. "So far, not a single goblin in the goblin tribe has learned the multiplication table! I originally thought that math was easy for me and other goblins would have no problem with it either. Sigh, it seems that I am the smartest one among the goblins!"
The winged demons gathered in a circle and waved their hands: "You have to be more patient! We winged demons have learned to calculate and add and subtract since we were young. It's very easy for us to use it, so we can learn multiplication so quickly!"
After completing the initial military camp training, the winged demons were allowed to choose their own career direction. Most of them chose to join the legion and were assigned to various demon soldier teams.
The winged demons' superb flying ability, excellent eyesight and light body enable them to find prey quickly without alerting the enemy. With their joining, the hunting efficiency of each team has been further improved. The winged demons have also been integrated into the magic soldiers, and within a few days they have become brothers and eat barbecue with them.
There were also winged demons who chose to work for the familiars, weaving vines, making furniture, sewing clothes, etc. Keji actively recommended himself to the familiar chef, and became the new chef with his enthusiasm. He often sang and danced happily with the familiars at night.
Fei Wu, the leader of the Winged Demon Clan, joined the team of the Demon Soldier Polly when the team was initially chosen, but they started quarreling again after a few days - this time it was because Polly said hastily that the color of Fei Wu's wings was a bit gray, and suggested that Fei Wu could use magic power to clean them up.
Feiwu, who loved to show off his beautiful wings, was so angry that his feathers stood up. Polly, who had no idea what there was to be angry about, thought Feiwu was making a fuss about nothing. However, they both remembered the Demon King's warning against fighting, so they didn't dare to take action. They just snorted at each other and ran to complain to the Demon King together.
Warren was so dizzy with their quarrel that he simply transferred Feiwu to Arabella's team.
Sure enough, only a demon like Arabella who was both powerful and smart could control Feiwu, the grumpy old pigeon. For a long time, Warren never heard of Feiwu quarreling with other demons.
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Just when Warren began to doubt whether the friendly signals he sent to the middle-level demons were not strong enough, the middle-level demons finally arrived.
"Most of the tribes of the middle-level demons are far away from the Demon King's Palace. The journey alone takes several days. If you encounter a powerful demon beast on the way, you have to hide. If you encounter a swamp, you have to take a long detour and you may get lost." Feiwu, who was standing next to Arabella, spread his wings and said a good word for other demons. "Since they want to come to pay a visit to you, the king, they will definitely not deliberately keep you waiting for so long. There is probably no other way."
The butler Lier also recalled: "I remember one year during the demon feast, one of the races got lost and only came to the Demon King's Palace after the feast. The previous Demon King was very angry and killed them all."
Warren blinked, his attention instantly diverted: "Demon Feast?"
"The Demonic Feast is held every four years. All demons in the Demon Realm will attend. It is a banquet to express the submission of all the tribes in the Demon Realm to the Demon King," Lil explained. After a pause, he added considerately, "The previous Demon King held one last year. It was at that banquet that he killed the young chief of the Blood Wolf Tribe."
Warren nodded.
He didn't seem to be worried, but he was actually very clear that with his current influence, it was not even a question of whether he could gather so many demons to attend the banquet, but whether some demons would directly rebel at the banquet.
You should know that Rebellion X3 in the character card attribute table has not changed until now.
Feeling that time was running out, Warren's eyes unconsciously became sharp as he looked at the group of middle-level demons walking into the hall.
Although the Slime Tribe had heard of the good reputation of the new Demon King, and there was a Nightmare Demon Chief who was recognized to be extremely intelligent leading the group, not every demon was determined to go to the Demon King's Palace. The chiefs of many races were afraid that this was a trap set by the Demon King, so they hid in their tribe and dared not move, thinking that since the Demon King was so magnanimous, they would just wait for these demons to come back before visiting him.
Therefore, in the end, there were only six races that came to the Demon King. In addition to the Nightmare Demons, there were also the Bat Demons, Cotton Demons, Tree Demons, Dog Demons and Bone Demons.
Apart from the fact that their clan leaders are all quite young, these six races have one thing in common, which is that they have little connection with the Blood Wolf Clan and other large demon clans, and they even have some vague hatred against each other.
For example, the Bone Demon Clan. This clan was formerly called the Skeleton Demon Clan. After the Skeleton Warrior Clan became a powerful clan, they felt it was shameful to have the same name as the middle-level demon clan, so they violently forced them to change their name to Bone Demons.
Warren sat on the throne with a smile on his face. A lump of slime lay on his shoulder, chattering and telling him about the stories of these middle-level demons.
——Every day he would find a slime to rub for a while to relieve stress. Before long, Warren learned the language they spoke when they turned into mud, and could even quickly react to some long and difficult sentences of "puchi puchi puchi puchi chichi".
Although he had many considerations in his mind, on the surface, Warren remained calm. His eyes swept over the demons kneeling in a row in the middle of the hall, and finally fell on the Nightmare Chief.
"Everyone, get up," he said after waiting for a while. His tone was gentle, but his words made the demons break out in a cold sweat. "You didn't recognize me as the Demon King, so you never thought of coming to pay homage to me after I ascended the throne. I know that."
The expressions of the various clan leaders were filled with horror.
In the past, when they met the previous Demon King, they could always feel the overwhelming pressure from that Demon King. The bloody magic fluctuations intimidated the demons and made them dare not resist. However, now, they finally met the new Demon King. Although he was not intimidated by any magic, these clan leaders still did not even dare to raise their heads and could only kneel on the ground and tremble.
They are all demons that make a living by hunting. Everyone knows that a strong pressure certainly represents great strength, but being able to completely converge all fluctuations of magical power can better reflect the unfathomable depth of this demon?
Neither the previous Demon King nor the Blood Wolf Clan leader who was killed by the new Demon King had this ability!
Thinking of what the Slime Chieftain had said before, that the strength of the Demon King's army's magic soldiers had doubled, these middle-level demon chiefs became even more frightened.
But Warren was just trying to scare them. He was in a hurry to complete the trade mission and get the magic crystal reward to draw cards: "This king understands your difficulties. It is very difficult to manage a tribe and protect the tribe members from harm."
His words really touched the hearts of the demon clan leaders, and many of them burst into tears on the spot.
Yes! Is it easy for them? There is the Demon King in front of them, and the big demons are sharpening their knives behind them. Their hunting ability is not as good as these big demons. They have to give up the food they have caught with great difficulty. Even if they pay tribute, they may not be safe. You never know when a big demon will be in a bad mood and come to cause trouble!
Warren smiled slightly. "If I tell you now that I became the Demon King so that all demons would no longer be harassed by demon beasts, would not die of hunger and cold, and would return to the glory of the Demon Realm, you would definitely not believe it. So let's talk about something practical. You chose to come to the Demon King's Palace, so you must have known about the trade that the Demon King's Palace was going to conduct with other demons?"
The demon clan leaders really didn't believe it, but after hearing the Demon King's calm words, they couldn't help but feel shaken.
The Nightmare Chief's eyes flickered, and a hint of surprise flashed across his light pink eyes. Soon, he raised his head and looked at the Demon King seriously.
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