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

So they rushed forward and started to grab the bills!

"I opened this with magic! It's mine!"

"Bullshit! It's obvious that my magic is more powerful, and you just took advantage of the last blow!"

"I'm the one who works the hardest on magic! I should get the biggest share!"

Before this group of nobles had even finished counting their property, they were already impatiently starting infighting.

Mary, standing by, watched the ugly behavior of these nobles coldly, and recalled Irons' ridicule of them.

"They are nothing but a group of selfish paper tigers, relying on pure interests to maintain the superficial organization. Their members are of mixed quality. When faced with danger, they only think about protecting themselves, and never consider others when faced with interests..."

Governor Irons, although I betrayed you, I will never forget the knowledge you taught me. I will take it with me to a higher stage...

Mary was one of the few people in the group who remained unmoved, while the other one was the Duke of Remington, who smiled as he watched the nobles looting and shook his head in disdain.

Then he calmly picked up the unwanted diary in the safe. Only a fool would focus on the little benefits in front of him. The real big deal is the iceberg under the sea.

This diary definitely contains records of Ains' true private vault!

Remington's excited heart and trembling hands slowly opened Irons' diary. Haha~ All your secrets will be known to me at this moment...

"Ok?"

Remington looked at the densely packed Chinese characters in the diary with a confused look on his face. He had never heard of or seen such a font before and had no idea what was written in the diary.

He quickly called Mary and asked, "Miss Mary, do you understand this?"

Mary came forward and looked at the diary, her expression also confused. She shook her head dully and said, "This... I'm sorry, Your Excellency. Governor Irons never writes a diary in front of me... So these secret symbols he wrote... I can't understand them..."

Remington frowned immediately and became very annoyed looking at this diary which he could not understand at all.

He turned to the butler behind him and said, "Find someone in the city who knows cipher codes and have them decipher the contents of this diary!"

"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke!"

However, not being able to understand the diary is just a small matter; the real annoyance is yet to come.

"Hey... this bill... is this an IOU!?"

A noble took a closer look at the bill in his hand and found that it was not a bank deposit bill at all, but a loan note from the Chamber of Commerce!

"Haha~ You are really unlucky~ You didn't get the property but the debt~ That thing belongs to you, let me see this... um? The proof of repayment?"

"This... this is an IOU, this is also an IOU... this is a proof of repayment... why is it still an IOU!? Where's the bank deposit receipt!?"

Soon, others also discovered that there was something wrong with the bills in their hands. After showing them together, they found out that there were no deposit bills at all, but only IOUs and debt repayment receipts!

This Ains doesn't have any private treasury at all, but instead owes a huge amount of foreign debt!

"Impossible! How is this possible!"

Remington was completely stunned. He thought that after defeating Irons, he would be able to divide his wealth. However, reality told him that Irons had no wealth, only debts!

A governor who didn't think about making money during his tenure, but borrowed a lot of foreign debt to subsidize urban infrastructure? Is this person sick! ?

"Illusions... all illusions! All smoke and mirrors! This guy definitely has his own personal property! Accounts... accounts! Take out the accounts and check them!"

Remington suddenly became anxious. He took out the accounts from the safe, and then asked the butler and the servant to calculate all the accounts in detail starting from the first page.

This group of butlers have been helping the nobles to cook the books. They are good doctors after years of experience and can tell at a glance where there is a problem in the accounts. No movement of assets can escape their eyes!

And this calculation lasted from morning to evening...

The good news is that there is no false account in this account. The bad news is that there is really not a single false account in this account. The entire Blackwater City government really relies on borrowed money to operate.

Currently, the company owes a foreign debt of 623,000 bucks, and the creditors are all the Bellman Chamber of Commerce. The debt must be repaid within six months.

Looking at this clear account, Remington's eyes were filled with blood. He recalled the sarcastic smile on Irons' face when he left in the morning.

"Duke Remington, you must cherish my legacy~"

"#!"

I have been in Blackwater City for so many years, spent so much money, and fattened up so many people, just to defeat Ains!

Because he believed that as long as he won, all the wealth accumulated by Irons in Blackwater City would belong to him!

I thought the final result would be the winner takes all, but Irons fed him a bunch of defense!

All his planning and efforts over the years have become a clown's circus!

"what!"

A surge of rage surged in his heart, and he shouted as he swept all the account books and IOUs from the table to the ground, then stomped on them frantically, as if he wanted to destroy them all!

"Iens! You bastard! I will make sure you die miserably!!!"

At the same time, in the prison where Ains was imprisoned, a slim woman dressed as a black ranger with wheat-colored skin began to sweat profusely as she looked at the empty cell in front of her.

"It's over... Damn it... Something terrible has happened..."

The woman in black held her head in her hands and trembled, regretting deeply. She should have brought Ains out before the hero entered the Governor's Mansion!

Due to the hero's strength, the female ranger did not dare to snatch the man in front of Catherine, so she could only wait until Irons was taken to the dungeon.

When Ains was taken to the dungeon and she was about to start rescuing him, a demonic energy formed a barrier and directly blocked her out of the dungeon.

And that evil aura did not conceal her identity at all, the Queen of Blackthorn, Margaret III! She was using her head to rob people! ?

Now, the person was taken away by the Black Thorn Queen. If Katarina were to be informed of this, she would definitely go berserk! She would probably be doomed...

But what if I don't tell Katarina? If I don't tell her, by the time she realizes it, I'm doomed!

Thinking of this, the female ranger felt bitter. This job of hers was not a job for a human being!

Not only do they have to withstand the pressure from the tyrant Katarina, but they also have to worry about being ganked by the heroes, and they even have to face the existence of the female devil...

I'm just a fifth-level dark elf. What sin have I committed to fight against so many heavyweights! ?

The dark elf lady was exhausted, but she could only hide herself with a sad face, and then rushed towards the direction of the royal capital.

Rather than deceiving the emperor and hiding the truth with a 100% chance of death, she decided to be honest and tell Katarina everything.

At least, this way she could bet that the female tyrant would be in a good mood and spare her life...

Fortunately, judging from the traces at the scene, the female devil did not attack Ains, but took him away in a very gentle way. The fact that Ains is safe should be able to appease the anger of this tyrant...

At the same time, on the other side, Irons was held in Margaret III's arms in a princess-like posture, flying over the Demon Realm.

Because of the posture, Irons' arms were filled with Margaret's full breasts. The soft and delicate feeling made Irons feel a little ashamed of this posture, and a little embarrassed to speak...

Of course, it’s not because he wants to take advantage of me, so I’m sorry! Absolutely not!

"By the way...can I ask a question?"

"What's the problem? Just ask~"

"As the Demon King, you should have the ability to teleport back to the Demon King's Castle, right? Why do you want to carry me back like this? Isn't it troublesome?"

"Woo~ Hehe~"

Margaret smiled slightly, looked at Ains and teased: "If I say that it is so that you and I can spend more time together, do you believe it~"

"Uh...letter!"

Don’t believe it! I said I was Qin Shi Huang!

Margaret was shaken by Irons's superficial answer, and smiled tremblingly, allowing Irons to even clearly feel the excitement of the pair of beautiful women in his arms... Ah ~ bliss ~

"Hahaha~ You're really rude~ I thought you were a very serious person, but I didn't expect you to be so dishonest in private~"

"It's normal to wear a mask when you go out. Have you never done such a thing, Demon King?"

Irons' words made the female devil's expression slightly moved, and then she raised the corner of her mouth and asked: "Then, can you tell me, is your current face a mask?"

In response, Irons rolled his eyes and muttered, "So what if it is, so what if it isn't? Is there any point in caring about such things? Can't accept yourself wearing a mask? Isn't the mask itself a part of your personality? Do you have to separate it from yourself?"

The female devil raised her eyebrows and said, "That's an interesting theory. As expected, you always give me some unexpected fun..."

"You talk as if I know you very well... It seems like this is actually the first time we meet, right?"

"That's right~ But didn't we also write letters several times during the trade?"

"Just a few letters from you and you think I'm an interesting person? You're a little too easy to fool..."

"Haha~ The process is not important, isn't it okay as long as the result is right? Don't you think you are not interesting?"

“…I think so…”

"You are just an average person, but you are slapping the faces of most monarchs in the human world. If you are an average person, what are they?"

"A bunch of bugs."

Unexpectedly, Ains would answer like this. The female devil was delighted and said with a smile: "Oh~haha! You are really rude, but this evaluation is very much to my liking~ That's right, those guys are just a bunch of bugs! Sooner or later, I will crush them to death!"

At this moment, Margaret finally showed the majesty and bloodiness of the Queen of Black Thorns, and her persistence in conquest was fully revealed!

This obsession with bloodiness soon subsided, and then Margaret looked at Irons gently and asked, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now, did I scare you?"

Irons waved his hand calmly: "Ah, it's normal. I've seen Katarina go crazy many times before. Yours is relatively normal."

"..." Hearing Ains mention this name, Margaret's expression darkened slightly, and she muttered: "Sure enough, you still can't forget her, even though she has abandoned you."

"Abandoned..." Thinking about this word, Irons laughed at himself: "Haha, you can also say that I... deserve it..."

After saying this, Irons fell silent, and Margaret sensed Irons's loss, and her expression had a hint of intriguing resentment.

She didn't continue the conversation. She fluttered the dark wings behind her, hugged Ains tighter, and sped up to the Demon King's Castle...

Chapter 3 Sorry, No

As the sky gradually darkened, the streets of Blackwater City began to light up, and the nightlife of the residents of Blackwater City began.

The taverns on the street are decorated with lights to welcome the workers and businessmen who have worked hard all day. The theaters are open for ticket sales and performances. The bards on the roadside also come out to perform during this time...

Catherine was always amazed at how the town could maintain such a lively atmosphere even when it was completely dark.

After all, during her years of adventure in the inland, most of the border towns she visited were quite poor. Not to mention the nightlife, it was considered good if there were a few people living there, and it was basically a rule to have a curfew at night.

In Blackwater City, a border town of the Duolun Empire and the town closest to the Demon Realm, there is not only no curfew, but also such a rich nightlife.

No matter from which angle you look at it, the feeling that the town of Blackwater gives to Catherine is quite special...even weird.

This weirdness comes not only from their wealth and vitality, but also from their attitude towards themselves as heroes.

"Catherine, won't you feel cold sitting here all the time?"

A crisp question came from behind, but this caring question, because of its calmness, brought out a sense of indifference that kept people at a distance.

Catherine turned around and saw the white-haired woman in a hooded robe behind her. Her calm and delicate face seemed to exude coldness all the time.

"Ah... Fafner... It's you. I'm a hero, how could I feel cold..."

This person is the mage in the brave team, Fafna Apolika.

Fafnir came to Catherine's side and accompanied her to overlook the night view of the entire Blackwater City. The two of them were at the top of the Mother Earth Cathedral in Blackwater City, which was the highest point in the entire Blackwater City, and the entire Blackwater City could be seen from here.

She said calmly: "There are many levels of cold. As a hero, although you are immune to the physical cold, you are not immune to the coldness in your heart..."

Looking at Fafna standing beside her, Catherine asked in some confusion: "Fafna, tell me... did I do something wrong? I can never forget the way the civilians looked at me when I brought Ains into the cell this morning...

They didn't cheer or feel happy. Instead, they were full of confusion and disappointment towards me, as if...as if they were saying, 'Why did you do this, brave man? ' This is...this is the first time I have received such a look since I started my adventure..."

Seeing Catherine's self-doubt, Fafner stared at her with her calm eyes for a long time before she responded: "The journey of a brave man is never smooth, and encountering criticism and doubt is just a trivial hardship.

Catherine, I don't think you have done anything wrong. As a hero, your goal is to destroy the Demon King and restore peace and stability to the human world. People like Ains who collude with the demons should naturally be killed by everyone.

And Catherine, you must also stand firm in your beliefs and do what you think is right."

Listening to Fafner's comfort, Catherine's eyes gradually became clear. She smiled slightly, nodded and said, "I understand, Fafner..."

"If you know, then don't stay alone in a place like this. Go have dinner with your friends..."

As she spoke, Fafnir extended her hand to Catherine in invitation.

Looking at the hand that Farna stretched out, Catherine was slightly stunned. Her thoughts moved and she recalled some past events, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

Looking at Catherine who was laughing for no apparent reason, Fafnir tilted her head, and a rare hint of humane doubt appeared on her calm face: "Why are you laughing?"

"Haha~ But when I think back to when I first met Fafner, you were the one who liked to sit alone in a high place.

At that time, I was the one who repeatedly reached out to you and invited you to have dinner with everyone. I never expected that there would be such a dramatic change in our positions now. "

Fafnir was stunned for a moment, then she glanced away inconspicuously and said, "People change..."