The kingdom has been in turmoil recently, and even the Demon King City is difficult to be at peace.

Especially in front of the vampire, the dark elves and the wolf of disaster failed to negotiate, and then the demon lord Sa Yu returned, and the demon king who had been holding his troops still began to take action.

The Demon King City was like a gear that rotated overnight. The invited tribes received the orders of the Demon King and began to prepare for war in a tense manner and began to open the battlefield in sequence. Poperas, who has replaced the power of Marshal Barois, may be the busiest person in the entire Demon King City. There are a pile of military affairs pressing on him. The troops recruited between the tribes need to be reviewed and registered. In addition, there are military pay distributions and various matters of casualties and brain cells waiting for him to deal with.

"I'm almost unable to stand it anymore. It's better for anyone to come. Hurry up and get rid of that wolf." This sentence was the original words that Poperas complained to his two newly promoted assistants.

"No, now is the time to reflect your value, and no one is more suitable for your current position than you." Two capable assistants also responded to him with such words.

It has to be said that although this sentence has flattery, it also appropriately illustrates the current situation. Unless Marshal Barois regained power, or the devil's destruction of Poperas, the situation of hard work will not stop.

tragedy.

Poperas leaned heavily on the chair in his office, looking at the pile of documents that had been stacked higher than the heads in front of him, he really wanted to overturn the table and run away. Everyone rumored that he was deeply appreciated by the Demon King and was the leader of the internal affairs after Balois, but Poperas felt miserable. He had only gotten the title of an earl, and he had no real power at all. He was so busy dealing with logistics all day long. Not to mention leading troops to fight, there was no turn for so many generals in the Kingdom to go to war, unless someone personally led his army to the Demon King City - but can anyone?

It wasn't him underestimating the wolf, it wasn't him ignoring the devils who were having fun on the border, so don't think that the kingdom can't deal with them, but the devil who was behind the scenes had no effort at all.

After all, Poperas knew very well that the devil's ambition was not here at all. The seriously ill Marshal once said, "The devil's ambition was in that unconquered land, because of failure. Instead, it inspired that will." Poperas felt that this was right, after all, the abyss today is far from comparable to the beginning of the founding of the country.

If you take another step back, even if the troops are really coming to the city, the devil will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be a traitor. If he had known this, it would be better to have a fief outside. At least it would be more carefree.

Poperas stopped the quill in his hand and his eyes stopped at a name, Demon Lord Relton.

Logically speaking, this name should not appear on this list of generals to go to war, because the old guy was seriously injured not long ago, and even the Demon King allowed him to cultivate, but the problem is. After all, the Demon Legion has always been a strong brigade in the Abyss Kingdom, and it directly serves the Demon King. If he does not fight, there will be problems in the balance of combat power. In fact, Lord Relton has not really joined the battle for a long time, and his existence is more like a deterrent effect. But now the old guy's army has more than half of the devil's army have suffered casualties, so they will be temporarily replaced with general command. Will the devils who have always been arrogant obey this order?

After thinking about it, Poperas sighed and still cut the name off the copy.

At this time, a knock on the door of his office came from the door.

"Come in." Poperas said.

Looking up, he saw his assistant walking in with a pile of documents. Poperas rubbed his eyes silently and sighed.

"Mr. Poperas. This is the request for military rations today. There is also a meeting on the Military Affairs Office at three o'clock."

"I know." Poperas had to let go of his emotions. The so-called army went to conquer food and grass first. This is indeed a priority. "Let me see the requisition first."

As the assistant said, he handed the document to Poperas.

"…The Vampire 7th and 9th Legion, the Dark Elf 11th and 12th Legion," Poperas murmured to himself as he stared at the document.

"Is there anything wrong, sir?" the assistant asked.

"Ah, no, nothing." Poperas shook his head, but he was full of doubts.

In fact, when Reelton and others returned from serious injury, Poperas had visited Reelton once. When he told His Majesty the Demon King about his arrangement, the Demon Lord was extremely shocked. When he recalled, he simply reported the follow-up of this matter, but Poperas remembered the seriously injured face Poperas clearly.

"The Demon Lord did not punish vampires and dark elves, how about Famir and Zurfania?" If it weren't for the serious injuries, it was really hard to get out of the bed, Relton would probably jump out of the bed when he asked this.

"They are here too today. Lord Demon King has no opinion on the failure of the two of them to reach the task. They no longer say anything about persuading the Wolf of Disaster. They should have reached an agreement in private..."

"Get an agreement?" Lord Relton sneered coldly and stopped talking. No matter how Poperas asked, the other party remained silent.

Poperas knew that if this old guy didn't want to say something, even the Demon King would be able to pry open his mouth. However, this incident still made Poperas feel strange. After leaving Relton's station afterwards, he sent someone to inquire about the news, but soon, the news that the Demon King asked him to focus on his own affairs reached him. Poperas understood that this was no longer a matter he should take care of.

What happened in that battle? No one knew what happened between the three lords Zulfania, Famir and Relton. All the events were like a ray of dust, all extinguished by the heavy rain.

"Master Poperas?" the young assistant called softly, still waiting for Poperas' instructions.

Poperas woke up, "Ah, I drove a little away."

He smiled self-deprecatingly and looked down at the note in sequence, but the letter of "Devil Legion" was written on the invitation letter. Poperas frowned, and he knocked his hand at the handwriting and asked, "What's going on?"

"This is the devil's army." The assistant looked at Poperas in a daze, not knowing what the adult was trying to ask.

"Of course I know this is the demon's army," Poperas's voice rose a little: "But you didn't check it when you count it? The demon lord Lord Relton is being repaired with injuries. This army is stationed in the Demon King City, so how could it be on the list of troops to go out to fight?"

"This... they have applied for a battle." The assistant said aggrievedly.

"What?" Poperas had never heard of such a ridiculous thing. The master was able to lie on the bed and still go on the battle. He looked at the anxious face of his assistant and felt that he was not lying, so he patiently said: "Then tell me, what's going on."

"That's right, Lord Poperas, the Demon Legion temporarily replaced the general." The assistant thought for a while and said, "I heard that it seems that the lord's son is back."

"Son?" Poperas was stunned and reacted: "Is it Gil Igusas?"

Poperas and Jill were in the military headquarters. In fact, the latter was transferred to the Lords Fort to serve as Marshal Barlowus. Poperas disagreed at that time because he had a very good impression of Jill, a young man. The generals in the Abyss Legion were all brave enough like Relton, but the warriors were not only good at their own abilities, but also had to fight with their brains. There were obviously fewer such talents, so Poperas always wanted to keep Jill in the General Staff and vaguely cultivated him as the center of gravity.

Thinking of this, Poperas glanced at the nervous and impatient young assistant next to him. Although this young man was carefully selected by a group of young non-commissioned officers, it was far from that of Jill Igusas. If that young man was here, it would be much easier to believe that the things he needed to deal with in headaches would be.

But to this day, Poperas knew there was nothing to regret. After all, Barois was one level older than him, and if Jill had any bad things, it was that his background was too high.

But since he is back, that old guy Relton must be very happy, and the candidate for the Demon's Battle this time has been confirmed.

Just as Poperas was thinking so positively, his assistant interrupted his boss's delusion with embarrassment: "That, Lord Poperas, although the person who came back was indeed the lord's son, it seems that he was not the Gil Igusas of the military."

"Ha, who is that? Is it the boss Victor?" Poperas seemed to have heard that he was stationed in the Lord's Fort. If he came, then who would leave the daily affairs in the Demon Lord's Territory to handle.

"No, no," the young non-commissioned officer became increasingly nervous, and even stuttered: "The one who took the battle in place of the demon lord Lord Relton was his third son Lancelot-Igusas."

"Lancelot-Igusas?" Hearing this name, Poperas fell on the chair, looking completely unacceptable. After a long time, he asked, "Are you sure you're right?"

The assistant was obviously confused by Poperas' question. He at least confirmed it and then nodded after he felt that there was no problem.
Chapter completed!