Demon King, you just need to conquer, and your husband will come up with the solution.

Seeing this, Irons quietly came to Finia and told her, "Finia, go outside first, then take everyone to the restaurant and ask a few maids to prepare vermicelli in the kitchen. They should also prepare meat. Let everyone eat something good before going back."

"Yes, Master Irons."

Finia nodded immediately, and then the people who had left earlier walked out of the hall and stood outside the door to carry out Ains' instructions.

On the other side, after watching everyone leave, Margaret added to the two princes, "Hey, Your Highnesses, don't leave in a hurry. I still have something to say to you."

The two princes who were asked to stay behind were stunned and stayed where they were with trepidation.

When everyone in the conference hall had left, only the two princes, Margaret and Irons were left.

Ains walked to the door and closed it, isolating the inside from the outside. This action made the two princes even more panicked. Such a mysterious... what is this demon king going to do to us! ?

Margaret, however, showed a gentle smile and waved at the two of them, saying, "Your Highness, please sit down. Aren't you tired of standing all the time?"

The two princes looked at each other and had no choice but to sit down as Margaret requested.

Then, Margaret came to the two princes with a smile and said, "Are you still confused as to why I chose you to manage the Demon King's Castle?

After all, if I wanted, I could just find any demon kings who are loyal to me and let them take your positions and manage the Demon King’s City.”

After this, the two princes took a deep breath, nodded and told the truth: "Yes, Margaret, we are confused... Why did you let us out?"

“Leave some room.”

"Leave room? What room?"

Margaret looked back at Ains, and then said: "I... want to leave room for my offspring. I think you should know that I have confirmed Ains as my husband.

Perhaps, before long, I may have one or two offspring, and they may be like you..."

As she spoke, Margaret touched her belly, her expression showing a hint of expectation and a hint of worry: "When I thought about the possibility of having children, I thought about you. If I unfortunately pass away one day, will my children become like you?

Therefore, I intend to leave some wiggle room for you to regain your freedom, so that it can serve as a reference for the demon king after me, and also leave a way out for my descendants."

"..." The two siblings finally understood the real reason behind Margaret's actions, but...

"Have you ever thought that we might go against your ideas? We might even risk our lives to launch a rebellion. After all, why should we be responsible for your offspring when we have been under house arrest for decades?"

Romani asked with a somewhat cold expression.

Margaret's response to this was somewhat unexpected to them. She lowered herself to one knee in front of the two princes, bowed her head and stretched out her hands.

"So... Your Highness Lola, Your Highness Romani, I... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for keeping you under house arrest until now... I hope you can forgive me for some of my inappropriate actions in my early years..."

Margaret's behavior really surprised the two princes. They really did not expect Margaret to do such a thing, which made them a little at a loss for a moment.

The two of them grabbed the chairs and couldn't sit or stand for a while. They looked at each other, feeling embarrassed and panicked.

Laura, who had always appeared submissive and gentle, did not choose to back down this time. Instead, she frowned and did not touch Margaret's outstretched hand.

"No... Margaret... We won't accept your apology yet... What we need is not your verbal apology, but your true sincerity..."

Then, she stood up, took a few steps back, and said, "Your apology now is meaningless, and we don't need your apology now. We need you to keep your promise...

We will consider this matter only when you truly give us freedom."

As she spoke, Laura showed unprecedented determination. She pulled up the surprised Romani and walked to the closed door of the conference room. She asked Ains, "Your Excellency, please let us leave."

Irons glanced at Margaret, and when he saw her stand up and nod, he opened the door, smiled cordially, and asked, "The kitchen has prepared a meal, you two can go to the restaurant to enjoy it."

Facing Ains's smile that could calm people down involuntarily, Laura restrained her toughness, smiled and shook her head: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency. We appreciate your kindness, but my brother and I are used to relying on each other, and we are not used to going to places with too many people."

"Oh, that's a pity. I'll send someone to escort you two away."

Having said that, Irons asked the two maids guarding the door to see the two princes off.

Watching the two people go away, Irons sighed, walked to Margaret and patted her shoulder.

Without outsiders around, Margaret completely let go of herself. She laid on the ground in front of Irons and started to make a scene: "Huh! I knelt down and apologized to them! They actually didn't accept it! I'm so angry!!!"

"Tsk... How can something like this be solved so easily~" Irons squatted down with a wry smile and poked Margaret's puffy cheek.

"You've kept them under house arrest for decades. It's too much to expect them to forgive you just because you apologize. Just like they said, if you want to apologize, show some sincerity."

When Margaret heard this, she sat up somewhat unhappy and pouted to Irons, "You are obviously on their side when you say this, right? Do you still regard me as your wife?"

"Hey, let's stick to the facts, Margaret. You are the devil, you can't be petty about such a big thing."

"Humph……"

Margaret snorted coldly, shrank her body, hugged her legs, turned around, and sulked with her back to Irons.

This gesture made Irons feel a little amused and helpless for a moment. He scratched his head, moved behind Margaret and hugged her waist.

In response, Margaret twisted her body symbolically and said, "Get lost! Don't hug me!"

"I want to hug~"

"If you hug me again I'll bite you!"

"If you bite me, I will punish you~"

As he spoke, Irons' movements became frivolous and aggressive.

Margaret noticed Irons' improper behavior and twisted her body to make a threatening gesture: "You're disgusting! Get out of here!"

However, judging from Margaret's obviously weak struggle and the enchanting twisting of her beautiful devilish figure, Irons even felt that this was not a struggle, but a seduction...

"you hate me?"

"Hate!"

"I'm really sad about what you said~"

"Then you'd better die of sadness!"

"What will happen to the development of the Demon King's City if I die?"

"It's not like I can do it myself!"

The two of them started flirting with each other, and at the end, they both couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha..." Irons held Margaret and laughed while lying on the carpeted floor. After laughing for a while, he asked Margaret, "You actually started to think about having children? That's a little surprising..."

"What else? With your frequency like a wild bull, isn't this something that must be considered?"

Margaret muttered unhappily, rubbing against Irons' arms affectionately.

"And... I had a dream..."

"Door? What did you dream about?"

"Our children."

“What is He doing?”

"I can't remember it clearly, but there is one thing that I remember very clearly... It seemed to be at night... And it might not be in the Demon Realm, because I could see the starry sky. We sat together, and He pointed at the stars in the sky and said something..."

Margaret's narration made Irons unable to help but imagine a lot.

As Margaret spoke, she couldn't help but chuckle and laughed at herself.

"Before, I always thought that I would never fall in love with anyone in this position... I didn't expect that now, I have begun to think about how to make my children live a better life after I die..."

"Hahaha~ What you said, I thought I would be single for the rest of my life~"

"Again?" Margaret was a little confused as to why Irons used the word "again", but she thought it was just a slip of the tongue, so she didn't think much about it and turned her head to question.

"Really? I don't believe that you didn't have any bad thoughts when you were in love with Katarina before."

"Forehead……"

When asked by Margaret, Irons' expression suddenly became awkward. He could only smile bitterly and said, "Isn't this... we finally broke up? Don't worry, Margaret, I only belong to you now."

“…Hmph~”

Margaret curled her lips and snorted, then suddenly pounced forward, grabbed Irons' collar and pulled it hard, revealing his angular collarbone. Then, in Irons' surprised gaze, she lowered her head and bit his collarbone with her silver teeth.

"Ah!" Irons screamed in pain, stared at the girl in front of him with confusion and asked: "What are you doing!?"

"Hmph~ I bit you, you come and punish me~"

"..."

Looking at Margaret's expression at first sight and her plump breasts that she raised up, Irons narrowed his eyes and said, "Woman, you are playing with fire!"

Irons turned over and pressed Margaret down, and then, in her anxious and expectant gaze, he lowered his head and gave Margaret a wet kiss.

After their tongues entangled for a long time, they separated. Margaret asked with some regret, "Punishment? That's it?"

"Humph~ I'll only give it to you once, isn't it a punishment?"

"...Tsk~" Margaret smiled contemptuously, then hugged Irons' neck and said, "Why don't you punish him more severely?"

"...Here?" Irons looked around the parliament hall.

Margaret said nonchalantly: "Why not? There's no one else here. I'm the Demon King, the Demon King's Castle is my property, I can do whatever I want!"

"..."

Wow, someone with the Crescent Moon and Sky Chong personality would like what you said.

After complaining in his heart, Irons followed Margaret's request. Anyway, it would be a waste if he didn't do it.

"Oh right...um...didn't you say last time that there was a position that was very suitable for pregnancy...so, try that?"

"..." How else can I answer this? Of course, I should satisfy her!

So, I had a good time afterwards...

"Mr. Irons, I have already entertained you..."

After entertaining a group of officials from the restaurant, Finia gently pushed open the door and prepared to ask Irons and Margaret if they wanted to have a meal, but as soon as she opened the door a crack, she heard some suggestive voices coming from inside.

As a professional head maid, she should have immediately closed the door and stepped back without looking in, but for some reason, Finia did not choose to close the door after hearing the sound.

Instead, my heart started beating wildly, and then I listened to the heavy breathing and looked through the crack of the door...

"Woo..."

Just one glance, and Finia's calm face instantly turned red!

After seeing the situation inside, she quickly stepped back, shook her head, put away her inappropriate thoughts, closed the door uneasily, and then took a deep breath to calm herself.

It seems that... it's not just the sheets that need to be washed and replaced frequently in the future, the carpets will also need daily cleaning...

Also, it’s really intense…

Chapter 172

The Demon King's army marches out.

"set off!"

Following the order from Margaret standing on the dragon chariot, the troops you are receiving outside the city responded and took firm steps towards the direction of the Demon King's Castle.

Before leaving, Margaret looked back at the Demon King's City. Countless people from the Demon King's City stood outside the city, watching the army start the expedition.

Everyone looked at this group of demon king's soldiers whose spirit and outlook had been completely destroyed with some surprise, and were amazed at their regular marching standards and orderly pace.

The capable appearance of those sturdy soldiers, with their chests puffed out and swords in hand, marching quickly, made many demon girls who were in love with love have ripples in their eyes and look dreamy.

Some young demons who were still full of vigor and vitality had their eyes shining when they saw the magnificent array of the Demon King's army, and an inexplicable surge of blood burned in their chests!

Among the crowd of onlookers, the troll Batum and his family were also standing among them. Looking at the spirited demon army, Batum was looking for his helper Hal.

But unfortunately, there were too many green-skinned trolls like Hal, and Batum ultimately failed to detect a familiar figure among them.

However, he was somewhat surprised that the new Demon King's Army had such outstanding quality after the reform. He couldn't help but mutter, "Hey, tsk, I think it's a good choice to let Barrick join the Demon King's Army."

Barrick, who was standing by, listened to his father's words and could not help but retort speechlessly: "Dad, I'm already an apprentice. I'm going to work and learn tomorrow."

"Hey hey hey~ Just thinking about it~ I'm not serious, but you know what, the Demon King's army is really different now, they are so heroic and high-spirited, it's quite impressive to tell others~ Although you have a way out, your brother still has a chance~"

As he spoke, Batum cast his gaze on his youngest son. At this moment, his youngest son was leaning against an old troll, looking at the demon army with curiosity. Besides curiosity, he also had a hint of inexplicable longing.

And that old troll was the old man whom Hal had entrusted Batum to take care of. Batum always felt that this old guy was lifeless and his eyes were dull. However, he was very caring towards children.

He would secretly keep some of the food prepared for the old troll as snacks for the little ones, so the children were quite close to the old troll.

The old troll leaned on his cane and looked at the demon king's army with his cloudy eyes. He slowly asked Batum, "What are you sending troops for?"

The old troll was old, and when the Demon King was giving a speech, he did not follow the people to join the crowds in the square, so he did not know the reason for this military expedition.