After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 145 - 14 Just Don’t Want to be Treated Like a Kid

Chapter 145: Chapter 14 Just Don’t Want to be Treated Like a Kid

Senata, who had finished handling the tribute, went back first. She needed to record the tribute of the territory... This was very important. Otherwise, a territory might have already paid the tribute, but she forgot to record it, and that would make the other party feel super wronged.

Youyou was directing the goblins to transport the jerky back. She noticed Yila watching from the side and greeted him, "Hmm? Mr. Yila, good morning."

"Hmm, good morning."

Yila nodded as he spoke and followed the goblins pulling the carts back to the Demon King Territory. It seemed that, for the goblins, the labor of using curved plows wasn’t much of an issue... They were probably used to it by now.

"Speaking of which, the little fairies came to ask me for dried Golden Apples."

Youyou adjusted her glasses and chatted with Yila, saying, "They said you’re not sharing the dried Golden Apples with them, and even showing off in front of them."

Upon hearing Youyou’s words, Yila couldn’t help but laugh. He said, "Haha, did they think I was showing off? But they really aren’t suited to eat them... Did you distribute any to them?"

"Golden Apples are great for snacking on or giving a slight energy boost, but if you use them to forcefully stay awake when you’re extremely exhausted, their bodies can’t handle it. They should go to sleep instead."

It’s like with coffee: you can use it to keep yourself alert during late-night work to avoid mistakes, but if you’ve already stayed up for three days and nights and still force yourself to drink coffee to keep working... You’re just pushing yourself to the limit.

Death: "Go ahead and push yourself; deal with the consequences then."

Yila had no doubt that if the little fairies got their share of the Golden Apples, they wouldn’t sleep for three days and nights, and someday you might find their dried-out corpses.

"I know, so I sent them to bed."

Youyou chuckled softly. Through her glasses, her complex expression was clearly visible. After a moment of silence, she said, "You too, Yila. If you’re tired, get more sleep..."

Yila smiled casually. He reached into his pocket, finding that he had finished his dried apples. He took the last piece from the small pouch in his pocket and offered it to Youyou.

"..."

After hesitating for a while, Youyou decided to materialize temporarily and gently took the offered food from Yila’s hand, nodding to express her thanks... Although she didn’t know why he suddenly wanted to feed her.

"I’m not like the little fairies. I’m no longer... at least my body isn’t human anymore. Compared to other governors, I’m even less human."

Yila said this, gently patting his chest, indicating as he spoke: "My body is an ’Eternal Governor,’ a terrifying weapon that doesn’t need rest. The fact that I feel tired... is just a habit left from when I was human."

This was the first time Youyou had heard such an explanation. Without the concept of a ’subconscious,’ she didn’t quite understand why ’tiredness’ would be a sensation unrelated to the body because...

"But I don’t have a conventional body, yet I still feel tired."

Youyou said this while stuffing the dried Golden Apples into her mouth, looking puzzled as she waited for Yila’s explanation.

"..."

Yila couldn’t explain it. He didn’t know why many creatures in this world that seemingly didn’t need rest still required a certain amount of sleep, so he could only casually say, "Anyway, thanks for your concern."

"I might still feel tired, but absolutely not, and absolutely should not be, now..."

As Yila said this, he ruffled Youyou’s hair in her confused gaze and said, "I know my own body well."

Youyou’s eyes clearly showed the message "you better be sure."

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"Cough, cough, cough... cough, cough..."

"..."

"Lady Isabella, if you’re tired, please go rest..."

Marilla Elkaras couldn’t help but speak up as she watched the obviously exhausted yet still working Empress, whose small frame buried in paperwork was endearing.

"Don’t say more, Lady Marilla... I am, of course, tired, but I should never succumb to fatigue. At least not now. I know my own body well."

"..."

Marilla was visibly silent for a moment at Isabella’s words. Watching Isabella quickly handle state affairs, she couldn’t help but say, "Lord Yila also used to say the same thing. You’ve learned well, Your Highness."

Huh? Really?

Isabella couldn’t help but giggle at Marilla’s words, but she quickly restrained her smile and said calmly, "Hm, after all, I am his student... But he usually handled so many state affairs for me?"

As she said this, Isabella looked at the still towering pile of work and shook her head helplessly... She always missed Yila when she encountered troubles, and she had been dreaming about him a lot recently.

But no, she couldn’t keep longing. It was time for her to graduate. Only then could she gain recognition.

"Indeed, but Lady Isabella... The future of the empire has already been planned by Lord Yila. As long as things proceed systematically, the empire’s prosperity is guaranteed. You don’t need to work so hard."

Isabella firmly shook her head at Marilla’s persuasion. Looking towards the distant east, she knew there was a formidable person working hard there. As his student, Isabella couldn’t relax.

"Policies need to be maintained, thoughts need to remain... I can’t not work hard."

Isabella said this, dipping the quill into the ink and writing beautiful letters reminiscent of Yila’s handwriting: "I need to prove my ability, show that I’m not just an accessory. I need to make Yila acknowledge..."

While speaking, Isabella remembered what her father had once said...

*"Silly girl, to Yila, it doesn’t matter who sits in this position. Both you and I are no different. Even if an ordinary literate civilian took our place, the empire could still easily prosper."*

"I need to make Yila acknowledge that I’m unique."

Isabella said calmly as she gently stood up, waving off Marilla, who was about to assist her. She stretched her limbs and then dove back into her work.

This time, however, she felt even more motivated...

To be honest, she had no doubt that Yila could, in a short time, make the Demon King Territory catch up with the development of the thousand-year-old empire. But at the very least... she couldn’t let the empire fall too far behind.

Because she was no longer a child!