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

This thing quickly became popular in the Duolun Empire and became a panacea building material.

Of course, the formula of this good thing naturally attracted the attention of other countries, and before long, other countries also began to tinker with their own cement materials.

There is no way around it, because cement materials are difficult to keep secret, and the cement process must be made on the construction site. As long as a spy can sneak in and get some, he can quickly replicate it by reverse engineering.

Now, cement can appear in the Demon King's City. Margaret must have conducted special research on it when she was in Blackwater City.

Margaret did not argue and admitted openly: "I am the Demon King. When I come across something good, I will naturally consider whether the Demon Realm can also use it. Cement is such a useful and easy-to-synthesize building material, so I naturally cannot let it go."

There was nothing for Irons to blame for this. Moreover, he was going to be the devil's husband, so it was impossible for him to talk about Margaret.

So he just nodded indifferently and asked about the progress of another factory: "The vermicelli factory is built here, what about the starch factory?"

"It's still early. Engla has just sent some beast-headed demon troops to clean out the scavenging hounds in that area. After cleaning up those beasts, they have to clean up the corrupt environment there as well. It will probably take a few days before we can start."

"Hmm..." Ains nodded, and suddenly a trace of curiosity arose in his heart: "Speaking of which...what position does the beast lord Engla hold under you?"

"Well... I guess I am the prime minister."

"Prime Minister?" Ains was shocked. Being called Prime Minister meant that the highest administrative power of the entire Demon King's City was given to Engla.

What surprised Ains was that he could never have imagined that the prime minister of the Demon King's City was actually a ferocious beast.

Let the ferocious beasts be in charge of administration and let the succubus be in charge of legislation... The internal affairs system of the Demon King's City really opened Ains' eyes.

Margaret noticed Ains's surprise and asked with a smile, "Do you think it's absurd to let a ferocious beast be the prime minister?"

"Ah... I don't know much about ferocious beasts, but the images of the ferocious beasts I have heard of are somewhat different from Lord Engla... At least, none of them are as... gentle as Lord Engla."

"It's normal for you to be surprised~" Margaret waved her hand and explained: "Lord Engla is indeed an outlier, including his origin. He is a stray rock lion from Selier. However, he did not leave the group voluntarily, but was expelled by the lion group."

"Expelled?" Irons asked curiously, "Why was he expelled?"

“Because of the rock lion group’s own system, the leader of the lion group must establish prestige, so he cannot refuse the challenge of the challenger, and Engla’s father was the leader of the lion group who failed in the process of accepting the challenge.

The offspring of the former leader, such as Engla, naturally became the target of the new leader's purge. "Expulsion" is just a nice way of saying it. In fact, Engla escaped death by leaving the lion group."

"Hmm..." Hearing this story that inexplicably gave him a sense of déjà vu, Irons couldn't help but mutter, "The Lion King?"

"What Lion King?" Margaret tilted her head, a little confused.

"Ah, so the story behind this is that after he grows up, he returns to the lion group, kills the enemy who killed his father, becomes the leader of the lion group, is sincerely obeyed by all the beasts, and thus becomes the master of the fierce beasts?"

Listening to Ains's guess, Margaret's expression became subtle, and she chuckled and said, "It turns out that even if you are so smart, Ains, you can sometimes guess wrong~"

"Uh... isn't it?"

"Of course not~" Margaret waved her hand and denied: "How could a simple lion leader become the lord of ferocious beasts? Engla became the lord of ferocious beasts because he led his brothers to slaughter all the ferocious beasts on the Seril Prairie."

"..."

Irons was slightly stunned, but quickly accepted it. After all, reality is not a Disney cartoon and is not portrayed so romantically.

To become the master of ferocious beasts, the road must be full of blood and violence.

but……

"What's up with Engla's brothers? Why don't I see them?"

“They…” Margaret said with a look of emotion: “There are many stray beasts like Engla, most of them fend for themselves during their wandering.

But Engla was different. Perhaps because he felt a sense of sympathy, Engla helped a lone wolf who had the same experience as him.

With the first one, there was the second one. Over time, a group of stray beasts of different species but with the same experiences gathered around Engla, and they called each other brothers.

Since Engla is the oldest and largest, he becomes the elder brother of this group of wandering beasts. And the rest of the story... is naturally about surviving in the cracks, waiting for the right opportunity, and then... revenge."

Irons listened with great interest, thinking it was The Lion King, but it turned out to be 108 Heroes Going to Liangshan. What is this? A Beast version of Brothers in the World?

"Interesting. So what happened next was that Engla led his brothers to take revenge on the beasts that drove them away, right? And then they slaughtered all the beasts on the grassland with a righteous fight?"

"Almost." Margaret nodded, agreeing with Irons's statement, "Because all the beasts of different species have been slaughtered, it is natural that Engla's brothers will take over as replacements.

Those who are sincerely obeyed by the beasts are the fierce beasts. As the elder brother of the leader of the Wandering Beasts, Engla, who is sincerely obeyed by the fierce beasts, naturally becomes the Lord of the Fierce Beasts, and his name is derived from this. "

Irons nodded and said with emotion: "Hmm...it sounds quite dramatic...but let me guess, the rest of the story is probably going to take a sharp turn, right?"

Margaret glanced at Irons and nodded, "You guessed right this time... After that, a crack appeared in their brotherhood, and in order to manage their own populations, the brothers went their separate ways.

During this period, Engla experienced countless vicissitudes of life. The first was the death of his first brother. His death was like a reincarnation, killed by the stray beast he had driven away, just like he killed his enemies that year.

And this was just the beginning. What Engla would experience next was the betrayal of his first brother, the death of his partner, the death of his eldest son, and the conflict with his brothers.

It was killing his brother who was once as close to him as a brother, experiencing the rebellion of the ferocious beasts who once submitted to him, and watching the first brother he accepted, the lone wolf, die to protect him...

In the end, Engla was still the Lord of the Ferocious Beasts, but this time, no ferocious beasts submitted to him, because they were all dead. This time, Engla ascended the throne for the second time amidst the blood and flesh all over the ground. "

"..."

Irons was silent. This time, he did not continue to complain in his frivolous tone. He just remained silent, feeling the shock.

Margaret continued, “After this incident, Engla left the Seril Grassland and went to find the 70th generation Demon King at that time to ask him for an answer, but Engla himself didn’t know what the question was.

In this regard, the seventieth generation Demon King's advice to Engla was to ask him to help deal with the internal affairs of the Demon King's City. Since you don't know what the problem is, then look for it among the countless problems that arise in the Demon King's City every day. Maybe one day you will find something similar.

Since then, Engla has gradually become the current Prime Minister of Demon King City while dealing with the problems of Demon King City. Now, he has assisted four generations of Demon Kings and is truly a veteran of four dynasties."

"What about the question?" Irons asked curiously, "Did Engla find the question he wanted to ask?"

"Well..." Margaret was silent for a while, and muttered: "Who knows... Maybe Engla didn't find it, or... he found it, but he doesn't want to ask anymore..."

Chapter 56: Word Magic

Engla's past made Irons sigh with emotion. If this magnificent story of the Beast King could be written down, wouldn't it be better than the "Blood Charm" which only knew how to write melodramatic romances?

It's a pity that Margaret's description was too brief, and Irons didn't know the details yet, but just thinking about it, he knew that it would definitely be exciting.

Hiss... Should I suggest that Margaret start a writers' association or something? Material things need to be improved, and cultural things should also be improved as well. Only when both are improved together, can it be called healthy!

Just as Irons was thinking about this, an accident suddenly occurred at the construction site of the vermicelli factory. A large cement block that was being hung up for splicing seemed to be loosely tied and suddenly fell from the sky.

And right below the cement block, there are several beast-headed demons transporting cement!

"Something fell!"

"Ahhh, hide, hide, hide!"

"Jump! Jump aside!"

Although several animal-headed demons reacted quickly and jumped to the side to avoid the falling cement blocks at the urging of the surrounding workers, there was a younger sheep-headed demon who was obviously inexperienced and was so shocked by such a sudden accident that he stood there dumbfounded.

It seemed that the huge block of cement was about to fall on him, causing a tragedy at the construction site!

"Certainly."

And at this critical moment, all the beast-headed demons heard a single sound, the meaning of which they did not understand.

The magical thing was that everyone seemed to feel that the sound was ringing in their ears, gentle and clear. At the same time, all the demons discovered that the huge cement block that was falling straight down was miraculously fixed in mid-air!

"Ah...it...it's suspended in the air..."

"Did you hear that sound again?"

"I heard it! It was very clear, as if it was spoken in my ear! What's it called...ding?"

"Hey! Brat! Why are you still lying there? Get up quickly!"

"Let's go now! Why are you just standing there?"

The goat-headed demon, who was called by his fellow workers, came to his senses and saw that the cement block that was about to take his life was actually fixed in place while being moved away. He was terrified and crawled to a safe area.

After running to a safe area, his soul, which had been half frightened out of his body, finally returned to his body and he breathed a sigh of relief after surviving the disaster.

Although he didn't know how all this happened, the Sheep-Headed Demon knew that someone must have saved him. As for the person who saved him... was it that voice?

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, the concrete block that was fixed in the air remained there for more than ten seconds, then continued its falling momentum and hit the ground heavily.

At this moment, Irons and Margaret looked down at the beast-headed demons below who were huddled in front of the concrete blocks, arguing with each other in fear.

"Well... it really is the magic that is closest to divine arts, the magic of words." Margaret looked at the magical scene just now and sighed to the instigator, Ains.

Irons scratched his head, shrugged and said with a smile: "That's too much praise for me. It's close to divine arts... If the effect of divine arts is just to fix a piece of cement, it's too cheap."

"Hmm~ Who knows? Maybe you've ordered something else amazing~"

Margaret's expression became playful, while Irons looked slightly awkward, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Word magic is known as the magic that is closest to divine arts. Unlike normal magic, it requires the construction of magic arrays, the operation of magic circuits, and the mobilization of magic power to achieve a variety of magical effects.

Word magic takes effect as soon as it is uttered. The caster only needs to shout out the divine words to produce the corresponding effects. No magic circuits or construction are required. All that is needed is enough magic power, a mouth, and... the divine words.

As the name suggests, the word of God is the language of God. All kinds of miracles can be produced just by speaking. Only the language of God can do this.

The words of God can only be obtained from God. Being able to possess the words of God means that you have been favored by God and have received God's grace.

What is divine grace?

The power of the brave obtained by the brave is a kind of divine grace, which means that the words of God are as precious as the power of the brave!

To date, there are only five recorded users of Word Magic, and no one knows what effects the Word Magic they use is.

It can be said that Word Magic is the most mysterious and unknowable of all magics.

Therefore, Word Magic is called the magic closest to divine magic. After all, the condition for casting the magic is to obtain divine grace.

So is Ains able to use word magic because he has received divine grace?

Haha, how is that possible? Although I know that there are objective gods in this world, unfortunately, Irons has never felt their presence in all these years.

And his word magic does not use the language of God, but Chinese.

Yes, his native dialect.

As for where he got the method of using Word Magic, he had to go back to the Blackwater City period, when he had just established himself in Blackwater City.

One day he received a report from the people of Blackwater City that a crazy nun was seen causing trouble in the west district, so Irons immediately went to observe the situation.

As soon as he arrived, Irons saw the crazy nun in strange clothing talking nonsense there. She was really beautiful, with a kind of forbidden beauty that made people want to defile her.

It's a pity that such a good face has a mouth, screaming like a monkey, shouting that the stars are sealed and a fake moon is hanging high in the dark...

Irons directly ordered people to send them to the dungeon, and then started a conversation with them himself, but the process was exactly like you talking about braised pork elbow and she talking about hip joint, the highlight was that it was a cross-screen chat.

That crazy nun kept talking about the starry sky, which made the people of Ains annoyed. They shouted angrily: "You have been talking about the starry sky for a long time, but do you know what the stars are in essence!?"

"...You...know?"

"Of course I know. I can tell you that those shining stars you see are the same thing as the sun we see every day..."

Then Irons began to teach this crazy nun about astronomy for a whole day, giving this crazy theological woman a little scientific shock.

Then, Irons unexpectedly discovered that after he had explained the knowledge he knew about the starry sky, the woman seemed to have attained enlightenment and sat in the dungeon in a daze for several days without eating or drinking.

Then she really understood, and spoke normally again. She was no longer crazy, but just a human being... and seemed even stranger.

She started to say that Irons was a prophet who saw through the false sky, and was the messenger of some goddess... something? Irons couldn't remember clearly, but during that time, Irons was almost driven crazy by this nun.

This nun seemed to be everywhere, omnipresent, and always appeared around Irons in a way that shocked him and said, "Greetings, Lord Messenger of God."

While you're working, she can climb in from the windowsill and say something to you.

When you are eating, she can become a maid who serves you food and say something to you.

When you are writing in your diary before going to bed, she may suddenly say something to you from behind.

Woc, can you imagine going to the toilet and meeting this woman speaking from the cubicle?

Finally, Irons couldn't stand it anymore, so he had a good talk with the nun again, explaining that he was not a messenger of God, but just had a little more knowledge.

The result of this conversation was very encouraging, with both good news and bad news.

Good news, this woman finally stops considering herself as some goddess's messenger.

The bad news is that this woman thinks he is a messenger of the god of wisdom, but she doesn't realize it.

No, who is the God of Wisdom? Shouldn't you believe in the unified Trinity of Creation God? You cult has developed polytheism, right?

Of course, after this conversation, the nun finally stopped pestering Ains. It seemed that the messenger of the God of Wisdom was obviously not as attractive to her as the messenger of the Goddess.

After staying in Blackwater City for a while, the nun decided to leave. Before leaving, the nun handed a scroll to Irons, saying that it was a thank you gift to Irons for restoring her consciousness.

What was recorded above was the Word Magic. However... this Word Magic was not activated by divine words, but by the so-called power of language.

After experiments, Ains found that if this set of word magic was used with the common language of the continent, it would be basically useless. According to the scroll, the linguistic power of the common language was too low.