After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 56 - 55: Grumpy Satan Ye

Chapter 56: Chapter 55: Grumpy Satan Ye

From a geographical perspective, along the southeastern coast of the Demon King Territory, the Lizardman Territory, the Centaur Territory, and the Gorgon Territory are arranged in sequence. By crossing or bypassing the southeastern edge of the forest where the giant bees were eradicated, you would reach the Lizardman Territory, which is two days’ journey outside the forest.

Following that is the Centaur Territory on the plains, and closer to the sea within the plains area is the Gorgon Territory. Although these territories are designated as the territories of their respective races, other races often live there as well.

For example, the Sea Demons currently living in the Gorgon Territory.

Due to the cessation of the war between the border and the empire, the border’s Insect Men and other defensive units were gradually returning... It is worth mentioning that there were very few leaders who betrayed in the border territories.

Or rather, only the territories bordering other countries showed no intent to betray... Perhaps this was because their supplies relied on the regulation of the Demon King Territory, and they had very little tax tribute to offer.

The border guards were always worthy of respect, even if Yila had killed quite a few of them.

"Before setting out, do you have nothing to say?"

Yila asked this, calculating the distance and time, and said, "Even with the blessing of the Path to the Netherworld, we would need quite a while to reach the Lizardman Territory, right? How do we ensure morale during this journey?"

To Yila’s query, Senata, who was leading the inferior demon forces as the main force, responded: "As long as we don’t encounter the Governor, the demons won’t rebel or flee."

The logic was sound.

But setting off in such silence always felt like there was something missing.

*Yila thought this, his crimson wings spread behind him. He looked at Satan Ye flying beside him and asked,* "Satan Ye, are you really going? To my knowledge, kings rarely go to the battlefield themselves."

"Huh? My father often went to the front lines, didn’t he?"

"..."

To Satan Ye’s response, Yila was momentarily stunned. Ignoring this, he smiled helplessly and said, "That’s why the Demon King Territory is like this. A king dying on the battlefield really impacts the nation’s stability..."

But this war would be easy; it could be called a "battle" rather than a war.

So it probably didn’t matter.

"Then follow me, and don’t disrupt the order of the battlefield... If things are optimistic, there will also be opportunities to train you."

Yila said this, looking at the orderly formation of Headless Knights and Black Knights below, and behind him, a dense mass of Harpies.

A lineup of two hundred forty Headless Knights and two hundred Black Knights might sound small, but when faced with such a mass of armor, it was an overwhelming sight.

After all, these knights were fully armored.

Whether in the medieval world of Yila’s past or in this magical world, the armor was highly effective... Fully armored against unarmored was overwhelmingly strong.

Though to this day, Yila still didn’t understand why, when warriors’ souls transformed into Headless Knights, they automatically acquired armor that seemed like metal. Perhaps this was magic.

"Aren’t you going to announce the departure?"

Yila asked this, and Satan Ye glanced at him and said, "But I think everyone is waiting for your command, Mr. Yila... It should be so."

"You do it, and say something... Your father didn’t like pre-battle speeches either, but it’s proven very effective. After all, even demons aren’t cold, unfeeling machines."

Persuaded by Yila, Satan Ye hesitated a moment, then reluctantly flew to the front of the army. Watched by countless eyes and Soul Fires, she felt a bit intimidated but began preparing to speak.

After all, Yila had no reason to lie to her.

*If only Hilena were here...*

Thinking this, Satan Ye, under the gaze of the army, didn’t know what to say. She had initially grasped something to say, but it got stuck in her throat.

"Every... everyone..."

Stammering, Satan Ye, after managing two words, fell silent again. She looked at the outer walls of the Demon King Territory and the nearby forest... her mind raced.

"Um, uh... the Lizardmen have already betrayed us, but actually, it’s not just the Lizardmen."

Satan Ye initially wanted to speak loudly but then changed her tone. Unconsciously, she clamped her fiery red tail between her legs and mumbled, "The Centaurs and Gorgons... and the damned Gnolls."

"Ugh, it makes me so angry!"

"..."

*She couldn’t hold it in... Even though Yila could feel Satan Ye’s tension and embarrassment, he still wanted to laugh for some reason.*

"But in any case... most of the lords have betrayed us, only a few are still loyal."

Satan Ye, seemingly completely giving up on making a speech, began to narrate as if she were confiding. She said, "Lizardmen, Gnolls, and many other lords no longer acknowledge me as the Demon King."

"They think the war’s failure is my fault and believe they bear no responsibility. They think the Demon King is no longer worthy of the title and that I shouldn’t sit on the Demon King’s throne."

Satan Ye expressed her inner thoughts, freely sharing her grief and anger before setting out, hovering above the dark mass of the army, watched by everyone, and continued, "Maybe, maybe I am an unfit Demon King."

"But none of them have worked hard for the demons... On previous battlefields, my father’s presence was active, and you—the Insect Men, the Knights, the Succubi—were constantly fighting."

"But they were never there."

Everyone looked up at Satan Ye, watching this very indignant little Demon King.

"If Hilena, or you, or any other leader criticized me, I’d be very sad and doubt whether I should continue as Demon King; but they have no right... no right to question me!"

Satan Ye placed her hand on her heart, her eyes seemingly sparkling with beautiful stars. She said, "Those traitors do not acknowledge me, and I don’t need their acknowledgment. They are not qualified to acknowledge me!"

"Those rebels!"

Getting into the flow, Satan Ye finally found some footing. She waved her arms, the sleeves of her lace dress fluttering crisply in the air. Although not loud, it was deafening at this moment.

"Have no right to question the crown!"