After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 36 - 35 A Very Beautiful Country

Chapter 36: Chapter 35 A Very Beautiful Country

Editor: Atlas Studios

Outside the Demon King Territory, it was bustling today. Since early morning, Hilena, Satan Ye, and the Ghost Glasses Girl had headed south from the Demon King Territory. You could see the large caravan from the castle.

That was the trading caravan that the Demon King Territory had been waiting for.

"..."

"Yila, is there anything you want to buy?"

Vera walked up next to Yila, cautiously watching the caravan from the castle platform. She looked sneaky and said, "Why do you also look so furtive?"

"Also?"

Yila echoed the question, lowering his head and using the castle walls to shield himself. He said, "I must conceal my presence in the Demon King Territory. What’s your reason?"

As the Empire’s former Chief Governor, now considered a fugitive, if the Empire learned of Yila’s presence in the Demon King Territory, they would have grounds to demand Yila’s return.

*That would be a very bad situation, so Yila absolutely couldn’t let these merchants, who love both information and goods, learn of his presence here.*

*Since he chose the Demon King Territory, Yila naturally knew he needed to hibernate for a while. He looked at Vera, who also seemed to be avoiding the merchants’ gaze, unsure why she was acting so strangely.*

"I’m a fugitive too, okay?"

Vera said helplessly, raising her head lightly to peek at the caravan, then shrinking back, looking at Yila’s annoyed face and saying, "It’s not good if I get discovered either, right?"

"..."

*In the brief silence, Yila gazed at Vera’s face nearby, observing her emerald green eyes as she complained. He stepped back slightly and said,* "You could hide in a better way; you don’t need to be so close to me."

Not noticing anything wrong, Vera turned her head, peeking lightly before shrinking back again, saying, "Because I want to see the trade situation, everyone is actually watching over there..."

Vera was undoubtedly right. She had been in the Demon King Territory for a long time. If this was her experience talking, it was probably accurate since she had surely witnessed numerous trade caravan arrivals.

*Is it always like this?* Yila thought, feeling uncomfortable with Vera’s perfume scent, moving a bit farther away... Actually, the scent was quite pleasant, but he just wasn’t used to it.

*In his mind, Vera was still a playful person that needed proper guidance. Suddenly realizing she might have worn perfume made him feel a bit uncomfortable... even though Vera was twice his age.*

"Hmm, Yila~ what are you doing~"

Vera, noticing Yila’s actions, laughed as if she had figured something out. She moved closer to Yila with a mischievous grin and said proudly, "How is it? My corpse fragrance smells good, right?"

"..."

*Isn’t it perfume?*

"Corpse... corpse fragrance?"

Seeing Yila frowning as he asked, Vera nodded and explained, "After becoming a Witch Demon, although my body doesn’t emit corpse stench, Mana always has an uncomfortable dead feeling to it."

*That’s definitely true; any undead creature (dead thing) always has Mana sticking to them like a bone, giving off a cold and vile feeling. But this doesn’t affect combat.*

"So, yesterday, I used giant bees to research a way to make my Mana give off a living scent, at the cost of making my body emit this pleasant smell."

Vera said, not understanding why Yila lightly raised his eyebrows. She didn’t realize the immense value of her invention. Proudly, with hands on her hips, she said, "I named it ’Corpse Fragrance’!"

"..."

Yila didn’t know whether to laugh or say something first. He shook his head helplessly and said with a smile, "Can’t you change the name? But your idea is great; if you sell the product in the Empire, it would definitely be a hit. Just change the name."

*Otherwise, the name is too weird.*

"Do I smell good?"

At Vera’s question, so reminiscent of a real little girl, Yila glanced at her and honestly nodded, saying, "Good smell, give some to Hilena and the others later."

"I’ll gift it even without you telling me; I already packaged this thing as the most beautiful perfume; everyone will like it... Um, do you want the ’Corpse Fragrance Potion’?"

At Vera’s good intentions, Yila gently shook his head and said, "My idea is to let the Ghost give some of your... perfume as gifts to those traveling merchants."

Until the end, Yila hadn’t used the term ’Corpse Fragrance Potion’... because it was just too weird.

"Why give it away? Shouldn’t it be sold?"

At Vera’s question, Yila looked at her, confirming she was genuinely confused, not just joking. He began to explain, "All human interactions involve the exchange of interests—some material, some spiritual."

"Moreover, once they actually use your perfume, they’ll realize it differs entirely from other perfumes, tapping into a market gap. So, during the next trade, they’ll want to purchase your perfume."

"..."

"..."

Yila shook his head helplessly, looking at Vera’s eyes almost turning into spirals, shaking his head to banish a certain figure from his mind. He said, "Alright, your expression now looks very like Isabella, but she always strives harder to absorb knowledge than you."

"..."

Vera, stunned by Yila’s words, looked at him, saying, "You seem like you’ve already let go... Wait, haven’t you ever been angry about Isabella’s betrayal?!"

At Vera’s shocked face, Yila was also taken aback, then calmly nodded and said, "Indeed, because I know Isabella never meant to kill me, just that the situation was pushed to a bad place by some external force."

*In saying this, Vera seemed suffocated... unsure if it was from anger or something else, perhaps furious at Yila’s constant excuses for Isabella.*

"She was merely trying to suppress the Yila Faction slightly as I taught her, though I knew she could forcefully keep me here... But she might have wanted to prove herself, or something like that?"

Yila’s words made Vera clutch her chest tightly, looking truly suffocated. He spoke simply, "Regardless of her intentions, I realized I wasn’t suitable for the Empire. If the Empire flourishes more after I leave..."

Vera (dumbfounded): "..."

"I would be gratified by Isabella’s growth... She has given too much for my dream, though it might have deviated somewhat from what I expected. Both you and I, as her teachers, bear responsibility for this."

Seeing Yila smile while saying this, Vera stared at him, swallowing hard, unable to say anything. Realizing something no one else in the world seemed to, she stated, "I see... You, Yose, and Isabella are all mad."

"What kind of dream did you paint for them?!"

Faced with Vera’s loud questioning, Yila couldn’t say much specifically.

"I, Yose, and Isabella, everything she and I did was to realize my dream. If you ask, I can only tell you..."

Yila sighed, seemingly seeing a distant horizon.

"It is a very beautiful, very beautiful country."