Chapter 304: Demon King of the Jana Continent, It's Decided to Be You!

Three votes in favor, one abstention.

The councilors' voting results subsequently appeared in the air, but Luo Yan didn't look closely.

He knew very well that in "major business resolutions" involving Cabinet Ministers, the councilors' votes were just symbolic embellishments—unless the opposition votes reached "half of the total number of councilors," they didn't have the power to overturn the ministers' consensus.

And this situation had never happened once in the 500-year history of the Bayeli era.

Accompanied by a dull hum, dark blue flames rose from the central fire basin, intertwined and gathered in mid-air, condensing into lines of burning text.

That was the final will of the Supreme Council Chamber.

【Resolution Confirmed: Effective immediately, Demon King Ig will represent Hell to establish a Demon King territory below Deadwood Port on the northern coast of the Jana Continent.】

【Resolution Passed. Authorize Hell Demon King Ig to go to Deadwood Port on the Jana Continent to establish a frontline Demon King territory. The Ministry of Internal Affairs will implement direct supervision over the affairs of this place, with the Demon King Management Department appointing a person in charge to connect, and the Council is specially authorized to regularly review the execution progress...】

As the last line of text slowly extinguished, the lich Geligo, who had been sitting on the stone chair, suddenly disintegrated without warning.

His figure was like sand crushed by time, turning into a dark stream of dust, drifting toward the slowly opening door with the invisible wind, leaving the scene quietly.

He didn't say a word.

Leaving only an empty seat.

The meeting ended.

Caesar Prince Prince Kelin let out a faint, imperceptible smile, put down his crossed arms, and stood up.

"Since the meeting is over, I'll take my leave first."

With that, he strode toward the door.

Just as he passed by Luo Yan, he paused for a moment and patted him on the shoulder.

'Well done.'

He didn't speak, but the brief recognition had been clearly conveyed through his eyes and actions.

Luo Yan nodded lightly, watching the Iron-Blooded Prince walk away.

In every sense, he had received too much care from him.

Also watching Caesar walk away, Karamos stood up with a smile, patting his hem without any sense of urgency.

"Then, I'm withdrawing too. The written notice will be handled by the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

The Minister of Internal Affairs stood up quickly and nodded to him.

Karamos didn't see it, nodded slightly, and then walked toward the door in a leisurely manner.

Just as he passed by Luo Yan, he suddenly imitated Caesar's action, placing his hand on Luo Yan's other shoulder.

"Then I'll leave the hard work to you."

A warmth with fragrance came from that soft palm; this sentence seemed to be thanking him for his speech at the meeting.

But it didn't necessarily mean that he was also asking for help later.

'If you hadn't suddenly interrupted, I might have been more relaxed.'

Suppressing the goosebumps on his back, Luo Yan complained silently in his heart, intending to express his dissatisfaction in some tactful and decent way, but when he turned his head, he found that there was no one behind him.

Not just Karamos.

Even Asmon had disappeared quietly, as if he had never existed in this meeting room.

The way these guys left the scene was so special—

On the contrary, Caesar Prince Prince Kelin, who looked the most difficult to get along with, turned out to be the most down-to-earth.

"Meeting adjourned."

"The resolution of this meeting is regarded as the will of the Demon God, and I hope everyone will abide by it."

The Minister of Internal Affairs read the routine closing remarks solemnly, then nodded slightly to the master of ceremonies who presided over the meeting.

The latter understood and extinguished the dark blue flames in the fire basin, and the falling shadows instantly covered the eyebrows and eyes of the tall Demon God statue—

Just like the pair of eyes as deep as obsidian watching everything just now.

Luo Yan got up from his seat, didn't leave with the crowd of people retreating, but stood at the door and waited for a while.

Not long after, Festin Partridge walked out, his steps composed.

"Would you like to have a drink together in a while?" Luo Yan asked, looking at him.

Festin answered with a smile.

"That's a very attractive proposal, it's just a pity I already have an appointment."

"That's truly a pity."

Festin raised his eyebrows slightly and teased.

"That might not be the case."

Luo Yan didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at first, until he left the council chamber and realized why Mr. Festin said so.

Almost the moment he stepped out of the corridor, a large group of demons immediately swarmed over and surrounded him.

"My name is Carlos! Lord of the Burning City! Councilor Luo Yan, your words today really made my blood boil, haha—"

"Aljie of the Night Howl Forest! You might not have heard my name, but it will soon resound throughout the entire Strolin Province! If you need manpower on the Jana Continent in the future, just give a shout! Our Night Howl Forest has no other specialties, just tough guys—oh no, werewolves!"

"My name is Herzier, Lord of the Dark City, very happy to meet you at this century's grand event! I have admired your deeds for a long time, don't know if I can have the honor to have dinner with you."

A bull-headed terror demon squeezed into the demon crowd, reaching out to Luo Yan eagerly, and before his words fell, he was snatched by an untimely voice from the side.

"Darling, what's the fun in eating with a terror demon? Why not come to my house and sit for a while, giggle..."

Only to see a succubus big sister with eyebrows like silk pointing her index finger at her upturned lips, laughing like a hen that had just laid an egg, making the Lord of the Dark City very angry. That thick dark purple long curly hair draped to her waist, and the lace skirt rope sank into the convex and concave flesh, and the charming curve seemed to contain the philosophy of the depths of the universe.

Without a doubt—

This is a succubus from the countryside.

Luo Yan knew very well that the succubi in the Magic City were not like this.

For example, Miss Mi Ya was much more reserved than her—

Fine.

Thinking of how frequently she "found fault" with him at the Demon King Academy, Luo Yan suddenly wasn't so sure, perhaps it was just a different way of expression.

He looked around at the surroundings; these strange-looking guys were all Demon Kings who had been sitting in the gallery before, with soul levels ranging from silver to diamond, as for their specific strength, only they themselves knew... of course, in a place like the Magic City, whether it was soul level or strength, it was only for reference.

Luo Yan stood in place, maintaining a decent arc at the corners of his mouth, but his brain was thinking about how to get out of here.

Just at this time, a rough shout came from the crowd.

"I am Walsh Aleifton! Demon King of the Demon Castle! Respected Councilor Luo Yan, do you... still remember me?"

That voice was dragged very long, like the black smoke spit out by an old steam engine.

In a flash, a pain demon with a horse face squeezed out of the demon crowd and shouted excitedly at him.

"Councilor Luo Yan, do you still remember me?"

This guy's strength was probably not as good as his subordinate Ms. Bransia, his bloodline was not as good as Xino Dragon who also had bull horns, his appearance was similar to an animal, he was a high-level demon, but not completely high-level.

Luo Yan stared at him for a while, really having no impression at all.

However—

If he wanted to get out of the enthusiastic Demon Kings, taking this guy as an excuse was not a choice.

At least this guy had heartfelt worship on his face, unlike that succubus who wished she could swallow him in one bite.

"Oh, Walsh Aleifton, it's you... I happened to be looking for you." Luo Yan revealed a sudden realization, casting a gentle smile toward Walsh.

Looking for me?

Walsh originally just came up to get close, not expecting the Demon King to not only remember his full name but also have something to look for him.

Happiness came too suddenly, and he was caught off guard for a while.

"Sorry, I have some things to discuss with Mr. Walsh Aleifton... I will definitely visit your mansion another day." Luo Yan looked at those overly enthusiastic "fans" with slight apology, and then signaled that Mr. Walsh should leave here with him.

The person and the demon finally got rid of the demon crowd.

The flattered Walsh still hadn't recovered from the sudden happiness, completely like a little fan, following Luo Yan closely.

Perhaps because the size difference between the two was too large, and the fawning appearance was too ridiculous, demons looked at this side frequently along the way, but after seeing Luo Yan's face, they immediately understood and moved their gazes away.

So it's Councilor Luo Yan—

Licking this guy is understandable, after all, this gentleman really gives.

The last one who licked him, Karisman, had transformed from a small clerk to a noble Councilor Secretary. Anyone who had a good relationship with this gentleman basically gained actual benefits, and those who accidentally offended him, he didn't take it to heart at all... as long as it wasn't the one who offended him mainly.

The civil servants working here clearly regarded Walsh as a character similar to Karisman.

However, Walsh didn't take those gazes to heart at all, only kept telling his idol about the worship in his heart along the way.

Honestly, Luo Yan was a bit embarrassed.

"... Ever since your duel with Xino Dragon, I have admired you so much! It's just that I never had the chance to chat with you... By the way, I also asked Miss Mi Ya to help me introduce you before, but there has been no follow-up."

Is there such a thing?

Luo Yan didn't remember Mi Ya mentioning it to him at all; he thought she did it out of good intentions not to let inexplicable demons disturb him.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know where your territory is..."

"Within the territory of the Luo De Kingdom!" Walsh said with glowing eyes, "We are actually quite close!"

Close?

Luo Yan carefully recalled the map of the eastern part of the Os Continent.

The Luo De Kingdom seemed to be north of the Ryan Kingdom, close to the Empire's Academy State... The "Prince Prince Prince Kelin" he played had passed through there in his fictional resume.

Speaking of which, is that place near the sea?

Even if it is, it's the North Sea, right?

"Did the aftermath of the great storm affect your territory?" Luo Yan looked at him suspiciously and said.

Walsh shook his head like a rattle.

"No!"

Luo Yan was stunned.

"Then what did they invite you to do."

"Invite... what?" Walsh looked at Luo Yan blankly, completely unaware of what had happened.

"Fine, pretend I didn't say anything." Luo Yan was silent for a moment and sighed.

After a long time, this guy was just passing by to join the fun, completely unaware of the Supreme Council Chamber's affairs.

Walsh: "...??"

Looking at the confused Walsh, Luo Yan didn't explain, just skipped this topic.

However, he wasn't a snob who looked at people based on their status; even knowing that this guy was probably just an insignificant little character, he still patiently listened to him talk for a long time, all the way to the door of the Parliament Building.

"... Speaking of which, I have always wanted to ask you, how exactly did you tame the goblins?" Looking at Luo Yan, Walsh's eyes were filled with undisguised worship.

The miracle of Black Wind Castle was no longer news in the Magic City.

However, the crowd of demons only saw the power of the magic crystal tank, and Luo Yan Councilor used this as a chip to topple the "thriving" Dragon family, and simply attributed the miracle of Black Wind Castle to the inevitable result after power struggles.

This might have some truth, but it was clearly not comprehensive.

After all, Black Wind Castle was just a pasture in the hands of the Dragon family at that time, and it had nothing except being a bit large.

As for the power in hand, Elder Zakro in his prime was much higher than a mere human Demon King, so why didn't the miracle of Black Wind Castle be born in their hands?

This couldn't be explained by a sentence that the Dragon family didn't care!

They clearly cared, and cared too damn much!

Walsh carefully studied the news at the time, and only he, as a true fan, glimpsed what all the demons subconsciously ignored from those clues—

That was the goblins of Black Wind Castle!

He knew their nature too well.

As a poor Demon King whose territory was located on the edge of Hell, he only had goblins to use, so he raised a large batch to put in the labyrinth to make up the numbers.

However, those guys were really too weak, whether it was fighting or working, they liked to be lazy and fish, and when thrown onto the battlefield, let alone fighting adventurers, even a group of conscripted farmers holding firelocks could beat them into shit.

Even if he hired Hell dwarf foremen to train them, it was of no use, and in the end, he could only let them do some chores like digging mines or odd jobs, and couldn't expect more.

Precisely because of this, in Walsh's view, Luo Yan, who could turn goblins into treasures, was simply terrifyingly strong!

In his hands, it seemed there were no cards that couldn't be used!

Seeing Walsh looking at him with fanaticism, Luo Yan was slightly stunned.

He was still seeing a pain demon so interested in goblins for the first time.

Honestly, those little guys were just insignificant chess pieces on his chessboard, and he didn't pour too much attention into them usually. But looking at the face of this pain demon gentleman who was so curious, he still said a few words casually.

"This isn't very difficult, you just need to understand what they want, and then satisfy them."

"This... is it not difficult?" Walsh looked at him in surprise, touching his head and laughing bitterly, "I feel like the things they want are too many, even harder to serve than a few human aides under me!"

Luo Yan smiled faintly.

"That means you didn't grasp the point."

Walsh swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took out a small notebook from his pocket.

"Point? Gnoblars? I tried, but they didn't take it seriously."

"Because that's just a tool, and the tool itself is not the key. You have to learn to see the essence through the phenomenon," Luo Yan said patiently. "In addition, don't always look at what the goblins are calling for, but observe when they are not calling. Whether it's demons or goblins, the ones who call the loudest are never their deepest desires, but on the contrary, the things they want from the bottom of their hearts don't call."

"The things they want from the bottom of their hearts don't call..." Walsh wrote down in the small notebook hurriedly, looking at Luo Yan with glowing eyes for advice. "For example?"

"For example, you can observe and compare whether they call louder when you are cruel to them, or when you are kind to them."

"Holy crap..." Walsh suddenly woke up, his two eyes widened, and the look at Luo Yan became increasingly worshipful.

This is really waking up a demon from a dream.

Luo Yan didn't expect that this sentence of his would make this pain demon so worshipful.

How did he become a Demon King without even knowing this?

No—

Don't you demons listen in class when you are at the Demon King Academy?

Can't all be thinking about how to scare humans.

That's useless.

"Actually, you shouldn't ask me this question; you just need to observe the goblins you raise more, and you will naturally know. For example, you can see how they treat other goblins usually, I guarantee you will have an eye-opener," speaking of this, Luo Yan paused for a moment and continued. "Of course, I actually recommend more that you pick one from among them who can tame other goblins, and then let him be their head. After all, you are a Demon King, not a Goblin King. And using methods to deal with goblins to deal with other monsters won't work, although the 'methodology' is the same."

Including dealing with demons.

When he was at the Demon King Academy, he was paying attention to observing the nature of different demons, and this was also the most direct reason why he could grow up safely in Hell.

Walsh wrote down notes *swish swish swish*, and to deepen his impression, he specifically wrote by hand, not using a magic feather.

Watching this pain demon sucking up his knowledge like a hungry person, Luo Yan revealed a smile of "a child can be taught."

This guy is a demon that can be made!

He wasn't worried about his skills being learned.

On the contrary, he hoped that the Magic City could have a few more allies with the same political views.

Being bound too deeply with a single family would only become the other side's appendage, which was also the reason he had been avoiding getting direct help from the Partridge family as much as possible.

Perhaps a brand new faction would appear in the Magic City in the future, and he would be the leader of this faction.

As for them—

They would all become his party members.

Luo Yan had a strong intuition that he might use this guy who looked insignificant at the moment.

The two arrived at the door of the Parliament Building.

Walsh suddenly raised his head as if remembering something.

"By the way, what did you want to look for me for?"

Luo Yan was slightly stunned, and after thinking for a while, he spoke.

"I forgot, I'll tell you next time I remember."

Walsh: "...?"

Leaving the Parliament Building, Walsh was temporarily useless, and after parting with this promising Demon King, Luo Yan took a carriage to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Although Karamos said to issue a written appointment, he clearly patted him on the shoulder when leaving the council chamber.

Luo Yan knew very well that that gentleman was actually hinting that he could send this favor before the Ministry of Internal Affairs issued the official document, and also let Ig, who was entrusted with a task in a crisis, have time to operate. For example, let his family pull strings in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, for example, take advantage of the time when he was still in the military system to arrange for his subordinates or confidants on the frontline to retire early and operate to his Demon King territory.

Those who take office without preparation are all going to be cannon fodder.

For example, a Demon King who was pushed into the fire pit of Lei Ming County...

Actually, without Karamos's hint, Luo Yan had planned to do so anyway.

It's just that he didn't know why Karamos was so concerned about this matter...

Hope it was for Mr. Festin's sake.

No—

Please, it must be for his sake!

The carriage stopped at the door of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and Luo Yan asked around casually, soon finding Ig, who was supplementing files.

When having dinner together at the Partridge house before, Ig mentioned that besides vacation, he also had the matter of supplementing frontline internship files as a trainee officer, and he would be here these few days if there were no accidents.

This is Hell's tradition.

Trainee officers selected from colleges and universities, although managed by the War Department, have their files placed in the Ministry of Internal Affairs for the first year, and are unifiedly handed over to the War Department after becoming regular, obtaining the appointment of His Majesty the Demon God as official officers.

If there were no accidents, he should be at least a centurion when he returns to the frontline this time, and it wouldn't be a problem to mix into a chiliarch or even a myriarch by his own strength.

It's just that, isn't this accident coming?

When Luo Yan walked behind Ig, this little brother without power or influence was being made difficult by a dream demon clerk who had just woken up.

"This battle record of yours lacks a unit seal!"

Ig searched in a flurry.

"Wait! I clearly stamped it, look! It's on the very bottom page!"

"That's your squad's seal, not the direct legion's." The dream demon clerk said with a straight face, flipping the file upside down *swish swish swish*, and said impatiently, "I checked, the one stationed at the Central Fortress is General Skrit's 11th Legion, without his seal, we can't put this record into storage."

Probably because it was his first time dealing with these people, Ig lowered his head nervously, like a student being reprimanded.

"... But, but I couldn't contact General Skrit's command post at that time at all, they had been transferred to the Western Front, and we were the ones left behind."

"That's none of my business."

Watching Ig, whose body was shrinking smaller and smaller and whose shoulders were trembling slightly, the dream demon clerk gave a *hehe* laugh, his momentum becoming increasingly aggressive.

He didn't know why he wanted to make things difficult for this guy, but he just felt so good.

"If I don't strictly review your battle reports, who knows if you won't use more outrageous numbers to fool His Majesty the Demon God next time? If everyone were like you, how would we fight the Empire?"

What's magical is that Ig seemed to be convinced by him, really thinking he had done something very bad.

"Then, what should I do?"

"You can take the teleportation array to the Western Front to supplement one now."

"Ho, how can it be like this?!"

Ig was so anxious he was about to cry.

Luo Yan watched his back and fell into deep thought, doubting for the first time whether he had made the right choice.

But it was too late to regret now.

Easy to control, can also be considered an advantage.

Sighing, Luo Yan walked up and placed his hand on the counter.

"I think, a mere ten-man squad isn't enough to affect the entire war situation. This is just an 'internship report,' it won't be counted in the War Department's casualty statistics. If his comrades and captain all recognize the credit for his fighting on the frontline, what qualification do you, a guy who enjoys their protection in the rear and sleeps on the job at your workstation, have to question its authenticity? If you doubt it, it should be you going to the frontline to take a look, not him."

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Ig froze instantly, turned his head, and opened his eyes in surprise.

"Senior Luo Yan?!"

"Luo, Luo Yan... Councilor?!"

Wait—

Senior?!

The dream demon clerk changed his face instantly, and Ig also realized he had called the wrong name in an instant, shouldn't have called Luo Yan that here, so he quickly closed his mouth.

That wasn't a reaction out of scheming—

After all, if he really wanted to use power to suppress people, it would be enough to directly hint that he had dinner with Lady Partridge a few days ago.

Of course, a smarter way was to hand the file directly to Mr. Festin and solve the things after handing over the file together.

Luo Yan didn't want to make things difficult for the guy who mixed his days and mixed out a sense of mission, just saying concisely.

"Can it be filed?"

The clerk's face piled up with smiles instantly, nodding like pounding garlic, and the memory that had disappeared also recovered.

"Yes! Yes! I remember that the special review regulations mentioned that if a trainee officer cannot stamp due to frontline military adjustments, the stamp of the officer with the highest command authority at the time of the action is regarded as equally valid, regardless of rank—"

"Alright, you just need to know this kind of thing."

Luo Yan pointed his index finger at the document, then pushed it to him lightly.

The dream demon grabbed it and stuffed it into the file bag instantly, fearing to be a second slow.

Watching

Luo Yan, however, did not waste words with him, much less time on such trivial matters; he placed a hand on his shoulder and pulled him aside to an empty corridor.

Iggy's face flushed red instantly, and his voice began to stutter, seemingly confused by this sudden turn of events.

"Se, Senior?"

What are you blushing for, Alakdo!

Luo Yan coughed, put on a serious face, and looked at the brain-dead Iggy, getting straight to the point.

"The organization has studied it."

"The Demon King of the Gana Continent—"

"I choose you!"

(End of chapter)