After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 147 - 16 Second Cement Test

Chapter 147: Chapter 16 Second Cement Test

"Logically speaking, it would be similar to other potions, needing one pound of Forbidden Magic Stone powder mixed in with every hundred pounds to ensure the ingredients wouldn’t be easily analyzed."

Vera said this as she jumped hard on the cement. Watching the very solid cement, she said, "And although it seemed amazing before, after it hardens, it just looks like an ordinary stone path."

Indeed, after hardening, the cement, with its tiny little pores, really looked like a not-so-good-quality stone path, so it probably wouldn’t attract much attention.

"I just wonder if this stuff you call cement will become less useful."

Vera casually rubbed her shoes on the cement, giving it a few more kicks. Her smart mind instantly saw the greater value of the cement, and she said, "Using it to build a castle would be super sturdy."

Vera, with her occasional flashes of brilliance, was indeed right. As a binder, cement had benefits that volcanic ash and compacted earth couldn’t match, an emblem of both industry and intelligence.

"Did you bring the Forbidden Magic Stone?"

Yila asked.

Regarding Yila’s question, Vera merely rolled her eyes and retorted, "Why would I, a witch demon, carry Forbidden Magic Stone around? I’m not brain-dead. Go find Youyou."

Fair enough.

"Then just wait here for a moment."

Realizing the logic in her words, Yila awkwardly said, then twisted his neck, unfolding the wings belonging to Tipcapu. The words gifted by the World Tree were once again recited: "Void Wing Pillar Tikapu Wing Appearance!"

Accompanied by the scattering of light purple and pink mana, Yila’s body, with wings similar to a demon’s, quickly faded and disappeared into the space.

Vera stared blankly at the direction where Yila disappeared, beginning to realize firsthand the conveniences of *Void Travel*... Of course, and the terror of Yila’s abilities.

It’s worth mentioning that Forbidden Magic Stone isn’t like seastone; mere contact won’t make its user powerless. Its purpose was to block mana and prevent it from working.

In other words, armor made of Forbidden Magic Stone could effectively block incoming mana attacks. Unfortunately, it couldn’t stop the explosions and shockwaves they would cause.

Only prolonged contact, or rather long-term inclusion within the user’s body, would hamper one’s ability to use mana effectively. Consider the half-plane prison beneath the Demon King Hall, where Forbidden Magic Stone shackles pierced deeply into the prisoner’s palms.

Yet, the Forbidden Magic Stone had its anti-magic effects. Despite its actual abundance and lack of preciousness, it still required regulatory oversight as a strategic resource.

"I’m back."

Two minutes later, Yila returned with the Forbidden Magic Stone in hand, looking like he had easily obtained it from Youyou... Just like that, here in the Demon King Territory, you asked, and you received.

"Then, let’s give it another try. If there are no issues, can we start paving the roads?"

Vera said, watching Yila grind the Forbidden Magic Stone, preparing to chant the Water Creation Technique. Thinking about the terrible condition of the dirt roads outside Demon King City, she said, "Finally, we won’t have to endure the mud."

Indeed, if it rained later, the ground wouldn’t turn into a mess. But should we provide shoes for the little demons and goblins who don’t wear any shoes?

Walking barefoot on dirt roads wasn’t a problem, but running barefoot on cement felt like torture... better give them shoes.

But that would mean another large number when considering the quantity and wear of shoes.

"Is there flax in the Demon King Territory? I don’t recall seeing any."

Yila mentioned, handling the cement as usual, continuing, "We need to give shoes to the little demons and goblins; otherwise, the cement will hurt their feet... Leather shoes maybe? The leather supply might be insufficient."

Currently, Vera and Yila—or rather, any shoe-wearing species in the Demon King Territory—wore leather shoes. Most, however, went barefoot. If a Headless Knight’s and Black Knight’s leg armor counted as going barefoot.

The fairies flew, so did Youyou. Rainbow Shell had chitin on their feet, and Mr. Lime... well, who could say Mr. Lime even wore clothes.

"The Demon King Territory only grows cotton, not flax."

Saying this, Vera wiggled her foot, looked at Yila, and said, "I miss my mage shoes, but do the little demons and goblins really need shoes?"

Vera rubbed her feet hard on the cement, casually spreading her hands, and said, "It won’t hurt their feet, right? Haven’t you noticed? The dirt roads are full of gravel and weeds; they’ll probably feel more comfortable with cement."

Would they?

Yila, not having paid much attention, was a bit puzzled, tilting his head. He started realizing how awful the little demons’ working conditions normally were.

Precisely because of this, Yila knew that what he did was nothing... Leading the Demon King Territory, promoting improvement, this kind of work wasn’t nobler than those little demons giving their all in farming.

The Empire’s nobles failed to grasp this. They worked four to five hours a day, spent two to three hours drinking tea and eating snacks, then felt they contributed significantly to their domain.

Ridiculous was not their oppression but their belief that they had worked hard enough.

So Yila didn’t want to become like that.

"Got it, then... for the cement mixed with Forbidden Magic Stone, let’s wait for tomorrow’s test results?"

Yila said, his gaze skimming indifferently over Vera’s prominent breasts as she relaxed with her hands behind her head. He said, "Wanna join me to check out some White Ball Wine this afternoon?"

Free time, for sure, but something felt off.

"..."

Vera fell silent for a moment, looking at Yila with some suspicion, and asked, "Are you asking me to work with you a lot lately? Do you have any motives?"

"..."

"???"

Yila immediately showed a puzzled expression, then rolled his eyes and said, "What’s wrong with you? It’s because you’re useful for cement and mines. Now I’m just asking you to join me."

Perhaps it was also because... they had worked together for so long in the Empire, working with Vera had become a habit.

To Yila’s words, Vera nodded, showing a teasing smile, patting Yila’s shoulder, her ample chest squeezing. She said, "I almost believed you liked me. That would have been quite unsettling~"

"Just imagine, if you truly liked me, I might someday be found dead in my room, scattered with leaves, potions, and a wanted poster or something."

"..."

After a while, seeing Yila seeming to ponder something, Vera suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Yila? Why aren’t you arguing?"

Yila: "Get lost! Are you itchy?"