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

I don’t know if that willful young lady will be angry if I can’t pay Helena back because I owe her so much money…

……

Helena was very happy now, especially when she saw Duke Remington struggling to raise money to pay off his debts and checking every account in the hall. She was overwhelmed with joy.

Of course, it was not Helena who reconciled the accounts with Remington. In fact, Helena was not very good at arithmetic. At this time, it was Helena's uncle's turn to come on stage.

This time, Helena's request to her great uncle was not to settle the bill, but to find a way to make a mess of the calculation, making Remington extremely anxious and increasingly upset.

Helena came here today just to make Remington unhappy!

"Hey! This account is wrong! You just calculated it!"

"Hmm? No? Are you questioning me? I'm the accountant of the Bellman Chamber of Commerce for 30 years. No one knows accounting better than me!"

"An accountant with 30 years' experience? I have been in charge of the account books in the Duke's Palace for 40 years! This account has already been calculated in the December report! Don't think I can't see it!"

"Huh? Fine then, take out the December book and we'll start from the beginning!"

"You! You...Okay! Let's start from the beginning! Who's afraid of who?"

Watching the two old men arguing with each other over a pile of account books at the long table in the hall, Helena sat leisurely in a corner of the hall with a glass of vodka, and the corners of her mouth could not help but rise.

"Hmph~ Old man, I have plenty of ways to disgust you~"

After muttering to herself, Helena took a big gulp of vodka.

Tsk~ah~ Although the decoration inside the Duke of Remington's Mansion is a bit cheap, the wine collection is indeed good. This vodka is really strong.

Helena doesn't have many hobbies, but strong liquor is one of them. She can't enjoy it without strong liquor, and she can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, which makes her basically invincible in commercial drinking parties.

Helena took another sip of vodka, feeling the stimulation of the strong liquor going down her throat and into her nose, and she couldn't help but feel excited.

At this moment, she glanced and saw a potted plant in a clay pot next to her seat. The plant was a shrub called Money Leaf. Because its leaves were round and yellow with a golden hue, they looked like gold coins hanging on the shrub, hence the name Money Leaf.

The meaning of putting this thing at home is very simple, it is to make money.

Helena looked at the money leaf and took another sip of the vodka in the glass. An idea came to her mind.

She quietly glanced around at the other people around her and found that their attention was focused on Remington and his great-uncle arguing over the accounts.

Well, no problem, she stealthily took the vodka from the tray beside her and poured herself a glass of wine.

Then he sat back down, pretending to continue tasting the fine wine, and glanced a few times to see that no one really cared...

She immediately poured all the vodka in the cup into the money leaf next to it with lightning speed!

"Hmph! Look! I'll water your money leaf to death!"

Chapter 20 You’re welcome, eat more!

"Suck it..."

"Gulu..."

Just as Irons was silently enjoying the familiar-tasting Dolan mutton stew, he suddenly heard a strange and inappropriate sound coming from behind him.

He couldn't help but turn his head to take a look, and found that the little devil Polly had been shedding tears from his mouth without knowing when.

Bolu on the side was a little annoyed at his sister's disappointment, so he reached out and pinched Polly's face and twisted it.

However, her own stomach also made a sad sound.

Obviously, these two little girls have been serving Irons all night and seem to have not eaten anything yet.

Irons smiled and waved his hand at the two of them, saying, “You don’t need to watch me while I eat, you two can go to the kitchen and eat something.

Lamb stew is usually made in a large pot so that the flavor is strong enough. Judging from the smell, I think there should be some left in the kitchen.

When the time comes, you two can tell the cook that Mr. Irons has a big appetite and thinks the stew tastes delicious.

I want two more servings, and then the two of you can just take the dishes and find a place to eat them secretly.

Don't worry~ I will cover this for you, I guarantee no one will notice~"

As he spoke, Irons blinked at the two little girls.

After hearing this, the little devil sisters' expressions suddenly brightened, and they looked at each other, ready to make a move. However, due to their duties and the orders of the Demon King, they did not dare to really act.

Irons could only encourage him again, saying that he had someone to back him up, so he could go for it!

"Mr. Irons! You are such a nice guy!"

Polly, who was extremely hungry, finally succumbed to his own desires. He happily gave Irons a good guy card, then flapped his little wings and prepared to go to the kitchen to prepare some delicious food.

Bolu bowed to Irons apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Irons, I made you worry about my sister..."

"Don't worry. I'm not used to having someone watching me while I eat. Besides, I can't bear to see two little girls starving and watching me eat. You must be hungry too, so go to the kitchen with your sister. After all, Polly is not very reliable, so you have to watch him, right?"

These words basically shut Bolu up emotionally and rationally. Now Bolu could only bow to Ains again with gratitude, then flapped his little wings and caught up with his sister to fly to the kitchen.

After watching the two maids leave, without anyone else guarding him, Ains finally felt a little more relaxed. Eating alone was a pleasant experience, and the stewed meat became more fragrant.

Meanwhile, Polly excitedly urged his sister to go to the kitchen: "Sister! Hurry up! What if the cook steals the stew if you're late?"

Bolu shook his head speechlessly and knocked on Polly's forehead: "Ah...you stupid sister...the Demon King's Castle entertains guests, how could the kitchen staff eat up all the food without the guests leaving the table?"

"Ouch..." Polly, who had a headache, had tears in his eyes and muttered, "I know... I just think that the stew that Mr. Irons eats is really delicious... It's very different from the stew we usually eat..."

"Ah... this is for entertaining guests, so of course it's different... but this is indeed the first time I've seen this dish prepared in the kitchen here... Could it be that the Demon King specially hired a chef who had studied in the human world?"

With a hint of curiosity, the two little devils came to the door of the back kitchen, tidied themselves up to make themselves look more serious, then opened the kitchen door and called inside: "Chef! Mr. Irons thinks the stew is delicious, but the quantity is not enough, and he needs to add two more..."

Before they could finish their words, the two little girls were stuck in the middle of their sentences. They looked at the "chef" standing in front of the pot in the kitchen, shaking the soup spoon, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble...

……

"How is it, is breakfast still to your liking~"

Just as Irons was enjoying his breakfast silently, waiting for the two little devils to come back from cooking, Margaret suddenly opened the door and came late, walking into the restaurant with elegant steps.

Irons looked up at Margaret, and his expression brightened when he saw the gorgeous and beautiful vampire suit.

There is no other reason, this dress looks so stunning on Margaret. Irons believes that no one will not be attracted by Margaret's elegant outfit.

The main color is white but it does not look monotonous because the bright red color is just right to embellish the collar, hem, shawl and other parts.

The proportion of red elements in the fabric is perfect. It is eye-catching but not overshadowing the whole outfit, making it look seamless.

Although the dress is a tight-fitting style, the shawl, external skirt, pleated sleeves and other designs make it tight while adding a bit of looseness in appearance.

One side perfectly outlines Margaret's beautiful body curves, while the other side makes her look less thin and more refined and luxurious.

Margaret also slightly adjusted her hairstyle, giving herself a single fringe that covered her right eye, in order to match the asymmetrical hair accessories embellished with rubies.

The bangs covering half of her face added a bit of mystery to Margaret's beautiful face. She gently placed her hands with silver bracelets under her chest...

Irons could only say that Margaret had nailed the temperament aspect.

At this moment, Irons discovered that behind Margaret, there were actually two little devils with their heads shrunk like quails. These two little guys... were they having some secret affair and were caught by Margaret?

Tsk, why are you so careless...

Seeing Irons' absent-minded expression, Margaret smiled knowingly, raised her head slightly, stepped to Irons' side, and said, "Why? You can't take your eyes off just because I changed my clothes?"

Irons came back to his senses and coughed lightly: "Uh... cough cough. Well, you really look very good in this suit..."

"Can you tell me where is the good-looking place?"

Faced with Margaret's question, Irons couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He could only open his taciturn mouth and begin to praise Margaret for the design of the costume and compliment the devil's makeup.

After such a lavish speech, Margaret couldn't stop smiling.

Polu and Polly, who were following behind Margaret, stared at Irons with wide eyes, surprised that there were so many wonderful decoration methods in the world that they didn't know about.

The feeling that Irons' words just now gave them was like a collection of poems collected from the human world, full of grammar that they could not understand but was shocking to them.

"Hehehe~ Ains, you were able to gain favor from Queen Katarina because of your mouth~ Let alone other things, I would feel it is a pleasure to leave you in the Demon King's Castle and let you praise me every day~"

Margaret smiled and patted Irons' shoulder gently, and even teasingly stroked Irons' cheek with her fingers.

"Uh, forget it, Your Majesty. I'm actually quite tongue-tied and not good at speaking~"

"Hahaha~ You are such a dumb person~ You obviously have a lot of clever ideas~"

Then, the female devil returned to the original question: "So, you praised the clothes I wore so much, but you haven't told me how the breakfast tastes. This is the dish I ordered myself. How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied! Of course I'm satisfied! It makes me feel full of memories!"

Margaret smiled again, and then asked two maids to bring two more plates of stew, and said, "As long as you are satisfied~ I heard from Poluboli that you think the stew is delicious?

And you think the portion is not enough? There is still a lot in the kitchen. Come on, eat as much as you can. Don’t be polite to me and don’t waste it.

Looking at the two plates of stew in front of him, Irons swallowed his saliva. He was actually...already almost full...

Chapter 21 Mary's Betrayal

“Wu…hiccup…”

Irons burped with a bitter look on his face. After eating three plates of stewed meat, Irons now felt so bloated that he would never need to eat again in his life.

Margaret looked at Irons, who was slumped in the chair and could hardly walk, with a playful look, tapped the table with her fingers and asked: "How is it? Are you full now? If you think it's not enough, I can ask the kitchen to give you more~"

After hearing this, Irons quickly waved his hands and shook his head, saying: "I'm full! I'm full... I can't be any fuller..."

"As long as you are full, don't worry. Although the supplies in the Demon Realm are not abundant, it is no problem to ask the Demon King's Castle to add a pair of knives and forks for you, Ainsi. If you want anything, you can just ask."

After hearing this, Irons smiled and shook his head, saying, "You are so generous to me... The taste of this mutton stew makes me feel very familiar. It reminds me of my life in Blackwater City, and also reminds me of a girl."

"Oh? A girl? What kind of girl?" Margaret raised her eyebrows, leaned her chin on the dining table and asked with a curious expression.

"What kind of girl is she..." Irons looked up at Margaret, then smiled and replied, "A girl with a lot of self-esteem, who is strong and tough, and who loves her hometown deeply..."

Margaret smiled intriguingly and asked, "Oh, you know so many girls. Which one meets this requirement? Mary Bell?"

"Mary?" Hearing this name, Irons frowned, then sighed and said, "She... is not, at least, she does not love her hometown...

She is a promising person. I once thought about whether I could change her excessive desire for power, but unfortunately... I didn't get into her heart.

Perhaps, the reason why she betrayed me was also because of this. I didn’t get into her heart, and she probably didn’t take me to heart... What did I do wrong to make her choose to betray me..."

Ains muttered to himself in confusion...

……

"Are they leaving?" Shana looked at Trinity and Ovinia walking away with some uncertainty, the bow in her hand still fully drawn.

And Catherine sighed and said, "They're gone... Shana, relax."

Then, she turned around and looked at Mary Bell behind her and said, "Miss Mary, you can rest assured. With us here, you are safe."

Mary was still a little flustered. She looked at the mess in the courtyard of the official residence, took a deep breath, bowed to Catherine and thanked her, "Thank you, brave man, for your rescue..."

"It's just a small favor... I don't want to see myself unable to protect the people around me again..." Catherine smiled slightly, but her smile seemed a little bitter.

Then, she guarded the knight's sword in her hand and returned to the house to continue accompanying the injured Fafner.

After the enemy left, the rest of the brave team relaxed a little. Shana let out a long breath and sat cross-legged on the ground, saying resentfully, "Tsk... Capturing a governor actually brought us so much trouble...

Is this Ains a succubus? Is she born with a charm? How could so many people rush to rescue her... Whether it's the demons or the people in Blackwater City, they all come to cause trouble..."

After mumbling a few times in dissatisfaction, Shana glanced at Mary Bell, and couldn't help but feel a little curious, so she asked her, "Hey, your name is Mary, right? I heard that you used to be Irons' secretary?

Why do other people love Irons so much, but you, his secretary, want to send him to the dungeon? They also say you are a traitor. If you continue like this, you will not be able to survive in Blackwater City, right? "

Mary nodded and responded, "Yes, Miss Shana, the moment I chose to betray Governor Ains, it was indeed impossible for me to continue living in Blackwater City, but... I didn't plan to continue living here.

My goal has never been to stay in a small border town. I want to go to the capital, step onto a bigger stage, win the favor of Queen Catalina, and become someone who can influence the future of this country!"

Shana couldn't help but frowned, curled her lips and said: "...I may be used to being idle as a ranger...I really don't understand why so many people yearn for power.

In my opinion, taking the trouble to control a piece of land is actually binding oneself to the land that one controls. It seems that one owns everything, but in fact one has abandoned everything.

For example, the High Priest of the Forest in my hometown of Drunaheim, although he has the highest power and is in charge of the laws of the forest fairies, he needs to stay in the Druna Tree forever.

Sometimes I feel that the high priestess is quite pitiful. There are so many wonderful things in the world, but she herself is forever bound by the land under her feet. She may never have the chance to see the world outside the giant tree...

Although the freedom of your human regime is higher than that of our high priests, it is still difficult to leave the royal city. Don't you have any curiosity about this vast world?"

Facing Shana's question, Mary shook her head gently and responded, "I'm sorry, Miss Shana, your idea may be right, but in my opinion, the higher you stand, the broader the scenery you can see.

When I was in the slums, I often looked up at the Governor's Palace in Blackwater City, because it was the tallest building in Blackwater City. I was very curious about what the scenery would be like for someone standing on the Governor's Palace and overlooking the entire Blackwater City?

Later, I successfully stood in that position, and I saw the entire Blackwater City at my fingertips. What was that feeling like?