Chapter 709

"We have a rough idea of their movements," Ira said. "Based on the current situation, it seems they haven't discovered the Demon King's City and have no intention of heading this way."

This demon realm has been abandoned for a long time, but few demons live here, and it is very hidden.

Only after locating Akmon and establishing the "Demon King's Territory" did more demons gradually settle here.

It's not that no one has ever discovered it, but those adventurers who did were captured and imprisoned.

The chance of the news leaking out is low, but not impossible.

You must know, this is a world with magic (spells), and long-distance communication, message transmission, and similar spells have not been severed.

Many people have mastered them.

Therefore, Ira's statement is relatively conservative.

"Continue."

Tang Luo made a gesture, signaling Ira to continue.

"To better monitor the hero's movements, I came up with an idea: send a spy to the hero's side!" Ira's eyes lit up.

"Oh?"

The other demons couldn't help but sit up straighter.

To be honest, this isn't exactly a new idea, but it hadn't occurred to them before.

Now that it's been proposed, they immediately feel it's a good idea.

At a critical moment, backstabbing the hero—just thinking about it makes them feel excited!

"Great idea!"

"I think it could work."

The elders voiced their agreement one after another.

"Who would be the candidate?" Tang Luo said.

"I've already brought the person..." Ira looked toward Tang Luo.

Unbeknownst to them, the Demon King Akmon had already been forgotten by them—no way around it, who let Akmon be so useless before, aside from having a bit of initiative in reinforcing the Demon King's City?

In other aspects, he's just a ball that gets kicked around and rolled, and moreover, very heavy and hard to kick.

"Let him in," Tang Luo assented.

Ira left, smiling smugly.

The other three Heavenly Kings shot jealous glances—you little slut, secretly eating alone!

Soon, Ira brought in the spy she had prepared—a coldly beautiful elf girl, so stunning even among elves.

Even Ao Yulie, slumped in his chair, sat up a little straighter.

"Her name is..." Ira introduced the coldly beautiful elf girl.

Simply put, she's a talent Ira carefully cultivated—solid ability, great potential, raised in the demon region, unknown to outsiders.

And most importantly, her demon mark is in a very hidden place, and it will absolutely not be discovered in daily life.

Very stable.

Ira said this with full confidence.

"Hmm..."

The others fell into thought—this spy might be feasible.

"No!"

Tang Luo cast a veto vote.

Ira's smile vanished instantly as she looked at Tang Luo: "Why?"

She was very puzzled.

"This spy girl is unknown to outsiders, meaning she's lived in this area since childhood and never left, right?" Tang Luo asked.

Ira nodded repeatedly—yes, it's impossible for anyone to have known her identity beforehand.

"How long have you trained her?"

"Three years."

"How old is she this year?"

"I... one hundred, one hundred..." Ira hesitated—if she weren't no match for him, she would have already attacked Tang Luo.

Asking a lady's age is extremely rude, okay!

"I'm asking her," Tang Luo sighed.

"Oh, eighteen."

"That guy, oh, right, it's you—bring out the hero team again." Tang Luo said to Ira.

Ira, not understanding, displayed the hero and his two companions once more.

"This little friend, don't be nervous, uncle is a good person. Come, please look at this blond big brother—he's your future enemy." Tang Luo pointed at the coldly beautiful elf girl, telling her to stare at the hero.

After a few seconds, the elf girl suddenly turned her head, averting her gaze.

"..."

The elders nearby couldn't help but clutch their foreheads.

Ira's face also fell.

The elf girl came to her senses, flustered and at a loss.

"It's fine, not your problem—go on ahead." Tang Luo waved his hand, signaling the girl to leave.

The elf girl bowed, hurriedly scurrying off like a startled fawn.

"I don't object to sending a spy to the hero's side, but... at least find a better candidate—isn't the one you picked just delivering food to others?" Tang Luo said.

Ira hung her head, dejected.

"Spies can be found, requiring male, beastmen, worldly, die-hard loyalists of the demon race, with deep grudges against the human side, preferably those whose parents were killed by the previous hero." Tang Luo said, "Also need to be sharp."

"Yes!"

A group of people received the orders one after another.

The wise Clive also took out a little notebook to note down: absolutely do not send young and beautiful demon girls to go undercover as spies near the hero.

"Anything else?" Tang Luo asked.

Everyone exchanged glances, then shook their heads one after another.

"Alright, then find the person in charge of designing and constructing the Demon King's Castle and the important artisans, bring them to me. I want to inspect the Demon King's Castle in half an hour." Tang Luo said.

"Yes, Lord Anubis."

A group of demons stood up, bowed in unison, then suddenly remembered the Demon King Akmon, bowed again, and left.

"Teacher, I'm going to slack off." Ao Yulie said to Tang Luo.

As the mascot demon king, slacking off a bit isn't excessive, is it?

"Mm, don't forget to practice well with the guards." Tang Luo said.

Ao Yulie sucked in a breath of cold air.

Zhu Bajie smiled and said: "Please, Demon King."

"Master doesn't do it like this, being a demon king is also quite hard, I have to maintain the illusion to keep Akmon's appearance." Ao Yulie wailed amidst the gray mist.

"That's exactly why I had Bajie train you, so you can still maintain Akmon's appearance even in intense combat."

Tang Luo said, "Guaranteeing that when we fight later, we won't give ourselves away."

"No way, as a demon king, do I still have to fight personally?" Ao Yulie said.

The moment the demon king actually makes a move, it means he has already lost.

This is a basic law of nature.

"Finally, not fighting the hero once, I always feel like something is missing." Tang Luo said, stroking his chin.

Since the hero can sneak in or break into the Demon King's Castle and kill the demon king, at least it proves the hero's strength is not inferior to the demon king's.

When Akmon displays the aura of a demon king, Ao Yulie immediately feels it's fifty-fifty.

So, training is necessary.

A very reasonable and logical chain.

"Come on, Demon King." Zhu Bajie said with a smile.

"Isn't it supposed to be in half an hour to go inspect the Demon King's Castle?" Ao Yulie tried to make a final struggle.

"No need, many designs were proposed by Akmon." Tang Luo said, "Overruled by me, your presence would be awkward."

"..."

Ao Yulie's resistance was ineffective, he was taken away by Zhu Bajie, and training began.

The maids in the castle all exclaimed, seeing the Demon King so diligent for the first time, the future of the demon race is even more hopeful.

Huh, why use "more"?

Because Akmon is at least more steady.

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In a certain room inside the Demon King's Castle, Tang Luo pointed at an hourglass and asked: "What is this thing?"

The demon artisan behind him smiled slightly: "Timer."

"No, I mean, why is there a timer?" Tang Luo said.

"It's like this, the Demon King wants to design a poison gas magic trap in this room." The demon artisan said, "When outsiders enter this room, the timer will start running, once the hourglass runs out, the door will seal completely, the poison gas magic will activate, and not long after, the hero will be poisoned to death!"

He revealed a sinister smile.

"So why is there a timer?"

"Because the poison gas magic needs a little time to activate."

"Then what does that have to do with the timer?"

"Uh... many relics have this design." The demon artisan said.

"Those people are brain-dead, are you too?" Tang Luo said bluntly, "I'm asking, why use a timer to warn the hero that time is almost up?"

"No, the timer has magic attached to it, used to activate the poison gas magic." The demon artisan said.

This design makes sense!

In such a huge Demon King's Castle, it's impossible for every mechanism and magic trap to be manually operated.

It's also impossible to use opening the door as the "switch" to activate the poison gas magic; we must give intruders time to enter the room.

The timer is placed during design for artisans to conveniently check the time.

The time cannot be too short, nor too long.

"If the timer isn't placed in the room, does the attached magic fail?"

"Indeed, the effective range isn't that large, it must be within a certain range." The demon artisan said.

"Alright, then dig a hole in the wall, put the timer inside." Tang Luo said.

Why do bombs always have a display to show remaining time?

Must timed bombs display time?

During production it's needed, after production is done, of course we should destroy the display.

If it can't be destroyed, it must be hidden.

This is the proper way.

Only fools would remind the enemy how much time is left.

"Yes." The demon artisan shuddered, as if he had seen the door to a new world.

"Then, make another hourglass, a slightly larger one, with a longer duration than this hourglass," Tang Luo said. "Place it in the room; it will start flowing the moment the door opens."

The gate to the new world suddenly slammed shut.

Then another gate opened, pitch-black inside.

"Lord Anubis, you... you are truly wicked." The demon craftsmen couldn't tell if they were praising him or not.

"It seems you've already understood (comprehended). Improve all similar traps accordingly," Tang Luo said.

Fake timed traps give the enemy correct time prompts, letting the enemy successfully disarm or escape within the allotted time.

Real timed traps have no time prompts or false time, letting the enemy die with grievances.

"Understood, Lord Anubis." Several demon craftsmen nodded in succession.

"What about those internal passages convenient for entry and exit?" Tang Luo asked.

"There are, we can..."

"You cannot. Seal them all for me, no, leave a few dead ends, and set up death traps inside them." Tang Luo looked at these craftsmen. "Find a time to set up the death traps in the passages you choose to keep yourselves; don't tell anyone else. By the way, do you know any memory-wipe magic?"

The demon craftsmen instantly broke out in cold sweat.

Could it be he intends to silence them?

"Rest assured, I won't do something as stupid as killing rare craftsman talent. Especially when they might have left behind secret doors and passages only they know about, recorded in little notebooks." Tang Luo's gaze swept over them. "You wouldn't be that stupid, would you?"

The craftsmen shook their heads like pellet drums.

They'd handle all the secret passages when they got back, tear out and burn the notebook records too!

"Destroy all copies of the Demon King Castle blueprints for me, until only ash remains, the kind that absolutely cannot be restored. The last sole copy goes to the Demon King Castle, to be kept by me personally." Tang Luo added a reminder. "Come apply to me when needed; I don't want any Demon King Castle blueprints passed down as family heirlooms or used as bragging capital, understand?"

"Understood, understood."

The craftsmen nodded like garlic-pounding, burning them tonight, burning them the moment they got home!