After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 78 - 77: Long-Lost Coquetry?

Chapter 78: Chapter 77: Long-Lost Coquetry?

"Yila! Yila!! I came to find you to eat together..."

"..."

Before Vera noisily barged into Yila’s room, she already saw Yila seated on the terrace, along with Satan Ye, Hilena, Mr. Lime, and other leaders, including little fairies.

This scene left Vera perplexed. Wasn’t there supposed to be no feast today? Turns out the feast’s location just changed? However, it seemed they were just eating together.

After all, the atmosphere was not lively but comfortably quiet.

This feeling became even more evident when the cool breeze blew.

It appeared everyone was talking, and no one paid attention to Vera. Only the temporarily idle leaders glanced at Vera, signaling her towards an available seat, and then continued eating.

Vera sat down on an empty chair, curiously watching Yila’s side while eating the bread sandwiching fish meat... This unusual way of eating felt somewhat crude, but indeed convenient with a special taste.

Two pieces of bread sandwiched the filling, much like a real pie. One bite allowed the fragrant fish meat and bread to blend, making the otherwise not-so-tasty bread delicious.

Visibly, Senata Abunisaya, the high-ranking Blood Clan lady, was also eating, attached to Yila’s neck, silently sucking blood, while Yila seemed to be discussing bread with Mr. Lime. He did not mind Senata’s actions.

*When did he become so kind-hearted?*

"Mr. Yila, are you saying that black bread mixed with bran is actually healthier for the body? As a slime, I can somewhat sense it too, but there’s no need to specifically keep the rice husks, right?"

Listening to this somewhat novel idea, Mr. Lime was slightly perplexed. He said, "But, black bread’s taste is still too terrible. As a chef, I’m reluctant to make such bread."

Indeed, the world’s "black bread" differed slightly from Yila’s known "black bread," unlike the kind mixed with white sugar and butter, only differing in whole wheat and refined flour.

In Yila’s impression, the so-called "black bread" had a production process similar to white bread, but the world’s "black bread" was a type of bread with a hard crust and chewy inside.

Dry, hard, tooth-breaking...

It was not made by mixing flour with bran but baking a large amount of bran with a small amount of flour. The empire nobles wouldn’t touch black bread... but for civilians, it was their staple food.

In the Demon King Territory, the staple food was not bread but Blue Quinoa mushrooms, so there was no need to consider its worthiness, as only the lords occasionally ate bread for variety.

Black bread without added milk and seasoning was naturally not Mr. Lime’s first choice.

"Yes, it relates to a thing called ’dietary fiber.’

Yila said, looking at Mr. Lime beside him, who appeared very serious, about to speak, when he heard a wail from his side: "No! I don’t want to eat black bread!!!"

The voice was so fierce that people couldn’t help but look.

"Vera... What madness are you up to now?!"

Looking at Yila, who was rubbing his ears, Vera didn’t even feel guilty. She righteously said, "I don’t want to eat black bread! I’m a Witch Demon. Health and unhealthiness are the same for me!"

There was nothing wrong with this statement... but there were still many races that needed food, right?

*At least for those present, Mr. Rainbow Shell and Mr. Lime belonged to races requiring more nutrients, the Crimson Dragon Satan Ye and the others were the same.*

"I know, I know..."

Yila said helplessly, patting Vera’s head to soothe her agitation, "So I’m not suggesting eating black bread, I’m saying the rice husks can be made into sweet treats instead of discarded."

Wheat bran muffins or wheat bran pastries were delicious, but required nuts like almonds to be tasty.

Vera, born into a noble family in the empire, instantly looked expectantly at Yila’s words, saying, "I want to eat, I want to eat! The honey paste you promoted in the Mage Tower and the pudding you developed here are really fragrant."

The empire people loved sweets... Yila also liked them.

"Honey Paste?"

Satan Ye, listening nearby, looked very tempted.

"Yes, it’s a kind where honey is heated and boiled, then quickly frozen by cold Mage, making it crystal clear like fragrant paste, very tasty."

Vera recalled, arousing interest in all the surrounding leaders, while Yila remembered the super sweet honey paste he made, almost burning the throat but hugely popular in the empire.

*A nation addicted to sugar... maybe there’s something to be done from that aspect?*

"Our rice de-husking is done by small slimes eating the rice husks."

Mr. Lime said leisurely, feeling a bit embarrassed, "If Mr. Yila needs, I could instruct the small slimes to spit out the separated bran?"

No one objected to this. After all, slimes weren’t creatures leaving mucous everywhere. Food passing through slime bodies was far cleaner than washing with water... just depending on psychological tolerance.

"Mm, thank you."

Yila said, looking at Senata, who was almost hanging on him, obsessed, shaking his head helplessly, lightly patting her, saying, "Miss Senata, that’s enough."

"..."

"Mm... I’m sorry."

Senata, awakening, withdrew her teeth lightly, saying, extending her slender fingers to rub Yila’s neck, swiftly healing tooth marks, "Suddenly requesting like that, Mr. Yila might be troubled, right?"

To say troubled, indeed a bit, but not due to blood loss, rather the embarrassment of having a beautiful young lady hanging on his neck under everyone’s gaze.

*Even though everyone wouldn’t look at him oddly.*

"No, as Governor, our physical quality, blood production capability, and healing ability are incomparable to other professions (humans), so you can confidently suck my blood."

Yila said with a gentle smile, looking at Senata’s eyes glowing with his promise, saying, "Of course, only you, if more, I couldn’t bear it."

With these words, Senata instantly pounced into his arms, unsatisfied.

"Um? So, no hurry..."

"..."

Watching the intimate interaction between Yila and Senata, Satan Ye didn’t know what he was thinking, but his tail constantly "slap", "slap" hitting the ground, showing an expression of longing and envy.

Hilena looked at such Satan Ye, showing a slightly sad and helpless smile.

*Satan Ye... maybe he too longed for some tender affection?*

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