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

He laughed and praised Sophie, "Well, you asked a good question, little girl. There are planets that emit light, and there are also planets that do not emit light, such as the many planets in this model that revolve around the sun.

Their mass is one order of magnitude smaller than that of stars, and they can only orbit around stars. They cannot emit light and heat themselves. We basically cannot see such planets in the night sky, and I call them planets.

The planet we are on is a planet, so where is our planet? According to my guess, our planet is... here. "

Chapter 84 Please, I'll do anything!

This class started at the Banshee Altar. Under Ains's explanation, the class started from the earth beneath the feet of living beings, and explained little by little, all the way to the movement and structure of the stars.

Although Irons only had a basic understanding of astronomy as a science student, he was far from the level of a professional astronomer.

However, this mediocre astronomical knowledge is being taught to a group of people from another world who have never even seen the real starry sky.

This kind of dimensionality reduction of knowledge is no longer high knowledge, it is prophecy! The way the Banshees looked at Ains at this moment made Ains very familiar, and he dreamed directly back to the first time he met Claudia!

After speaking for two hours in a row, Irons felt that he couldn't continue. He felt that if he continued to speak, these witches might rush over and eat him up...

It just so happened that he was feeling a little dry in the mouth after speaking for two hours, so he found a suitable time to wrap up the lecture.

"Okay, ladies, it's getting late today. I will stop here for now about the secrets of the stars. Please digest the knowledge I just mentioned privately, and we will continue tomorrow~"

As he spoke, Irons smiled politely, dissipated the simulated star map model above his head, bowed slightly, and turned around to return to the altar.

But the banshees who have been completely addicted to the song feel that it is not enough! Why did it end so soon? How many more secrets of the stars are there? We want to listen more! If we don’t listen, we will feel uncomfortable!

Among them, there was a banshee with devil horns, long dark purple hair tied into a ponytail with a yellow ribbon, and wearing a black pleated dress. She was obviously still immersed in the beautiful star map above her head.

However, the moment the star map disappeared, her eyes that were immersed in it suddenly froze, and what followed was an incomparable desire.

The other banshees, either out of respect for Irons or out of intimidation from the presence of Cassia and Margaret, had no choice but to see Irons off respectfully, although they were very reluctant.

But this banshee obviously didn't care about these. She rushed out from the group of banshees with a fanatical look on her face, rushed directly towards Irons, and then knocked him to the ground in the shocked eyes of everyone!

"Lamia!"

"Sir Irons!"

"Quick! Hurry and grab Lamia!"

The actions of the banshee named Lamia turned the entire scene into a complete mess. The banshees looked at everything in front of them with horror and panic, and some of them even revealed a hint of envy.

As a female demon priest, Cassia felt her scalp tingling when she saw this scene! This is not a good way to pounce! The one you pounce on is the devil's husband!

Garcia didn't even dare to sense Margaret beside her, or rather, she didn't need to sense it at all, because just a moment ago, she had already felt the anger emanating from Margaret beside her!

The person involved, Irons, was completely stunned. After being pressed to the ground by the banshee, he felt the banshee hugging him tightly, felt the subtle fragrance emanating from her body, and felt the softness of her body.

Hiss... This seems to be... the first time that I'm pushed here by the opposite sex. Are all of you demons so unrestrained?

Just when Irons was a little confused, the banshee called Lamia crawled straight in front of him through Irons' arms.

The banshee's restless and wet panting came towards Ains, and she begged earnestly: "Sir Ains! Please, don't leave! Keep talking! Please tell me the true appearance of the starry sky!"

Looking at Lamia's anxious expression that looked like she was about to cry, and the close distance between her face and his, he said with sweat all over his forehead, "Hey hey hey! Calm down! Calm down! Miss Banshee! I'll tell you, but it's getting late today! We can wait until tomorrow!"

However, the Lamia demon obviously couldn't wait until tomorrow. She begged persistently: "What can I do for you to continue explaining, Lord Irons!? As long as it's something I can do! I'm willing to do anything!"

"what!?"

Girl, you can't say that! I'm a married man now! And my wife is right next to me. If you continue like this, I'll scream for molest!

Lamia's extreme behavior even made other banshees unable to bear it. They all stepped forward and pulled Lamia, who was hugging Ains tightly.

"Lamia! Stop being crazy! Let Mr. Irons go!"

"Calm down! Sister Lamia!"

"Lamia! Let go of that Mr. Irons! Let me do it!"

However, this Lamia banshee is obviously the backbone of the banshee clan. Even if many banshees pull together, they cannot shake her in the slightest.

Even more, the magic power that erupted from Lamia directly bounced the banshees that were pulling her away, causing them to fall to the ground.

Just when the entire Banshee Altar was in a mess, a violent wave of magic power instantly swept across the entire Banshee Altar, and the surging magic power directly knocked all the banshees to the ground.

Even Lamia, who was holding on to Ains tightly, was pulled off Ains by the torrent of magic power and thrown out of the banshee altar.

As for Irons, he was unharmed in this tremendous magic power. Even the torrent of magic power that was extremely brutal to other people was as gentle as a cradle protecting a child when facing Irons.

The gentle torrent of magic power directly swept Ains up and transported him to the originator of this tremendous magic power.

Being able to overthrow a group of seventh-, eighth-, or even ninth-level banshees so easily, her identity is naturally self-evident.

"Every one of them is so outrageous!"

Margaret carried Irons onto the altar, looked at the frightened banshees below, and started scolding them.

Cassia, who was feeling all this, sighed helplessly. At this moment, she wished that her blinded eyes could really see nothing...

She could sense that the Demon King was about to lose his temper...

"You banshees pride yourselves on being calm and wise, but this is how you treat the mentor who shared knowledge and mysteries with you? It's really embarrassing to watch..." After a few sarcastic remarks, Margaret turned her head to look at Cassia.

"Gaxia, take good care of your sisters and make them figure out who my husband is! Before they calm down, it's impossible for Professor Ains to teach them the rest of their knowledge!

Besides, don't you Banshees not welcome men to enter the Banshee Temple? In that case, I won't bother you any more. Iens will not come to the Banshee Temple again.

If you want to attend the class, you bunch of witches who never leave the house should go to the Demon King's Castle. And my husband is very busy and time is very tight, so remember to find a suitable time.

Ains has been teaching you for two hours and is now tired. I will take him back to the Demon King's Castle to rest. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Margaret didn't even give Cassia a chance to respond. She spread out the black feathers from her waist, flapped her wings, and turned into a black whirlwind while holding Ains and flew towards the Demon King's Castle.

Feeling Margaret's departure, Cassia's expression could no longer be suppressed. She collapsed to the ground with her hands covering her face in frustration, pointing at the group of banshees under the altar, gritting her teeth for a long time without knowing what to say.

When faced with Cassia's silent duties, the banshees lowered their heads, revealing their anxiety and fear of having done something wrong.

"You all heard what the Demon King said just now... sniff... For now, don't think about the subsequent knowledge and secrets! Calm down first! Go back and copy the scriptures! While copying, digest the secrets of the stars that you heard today!"

"I'm sorry, Master Gasia..."

The banshees still had considerable respect for Cassia. Seeing the usually gentle Cassia getting so angry for the first time, they nodded in agreement like frightened quails.

but……

"Where is Mr. Irons! Mr. Irons! Where are you!? Cassia, where is Irons?"

Lamia, who was thrown out of the altar by Margaret, crawled back to the altar after a while, and still asked loudly to the banshees with great excitement.

Garcia was now completely furious, and he shouted at Lamia, "Lamia! That's enough! Sir Ains has no obligation to tell you the knowledge and secrets of the stars! And what you did just now has gone too far!

Lady Margaret is angry now. She has taken Lord Irons back to the Demon King's Castle and has no intention of coming to the Banshee Temple again. No matter how much you can do, you can't persuade them.

I will find a chance to talk to Margaret later, and take you to the Demon King's Castle to seek advice from Lord Ains, but before that, Lamia, you must reflect on yourself!"

Facing Garcia's scolding, Lamia's face was full of grievance, and she shouted: "I...but I...I can really do anything for him!

Two hundred years! It's been two hundred years! The stars in my heart have never been as stable and bright as they are today! Just a few more! Tell me more secrets of the stars! I can transform and sublimate!

Maybe, I can see the real stars through the sky! I just need to tell me a little more..."

"Enough! Lamia! You think I'm not? You think the rest of us banshees are not!? But we all know that these secrets have to be digested step by step! Only you, only you, are thinking only of yourself!"

Chapter 85: Prepare for a Rainy Day

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Ains. Last time I asked you to teach in the temple, but something like that happened... Sigh..."

In the back garden of the Demon King's Castle, Cassia accompanied Ains for a walk.

For the previous chaos, Garcia expressed her sincere apology. In response to the apology of the banshee priestess, Irons just chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Priest Garcia, I don't take it to heart... But Margaret can't let it go. She's a little... jealous."

As he said this, Irons shrugged with a somewhat amused look, and then he stopped in front of a cluster of roses in the garden with a sprinkler and scissors, poured some water on them, and began to trim them.

While trimming the flowers, he muttered, "Alas, that incident has made her unhappy these past few days. I was thinking, maybe I can prepare a gift for her. Priest Cassia, do you think it's okay to give her a bouquet of flowers?"

As he spoke, Irons smelled the rose he was trimming. Hmm, it really smelled like Margaret's scent.

Garcia nodded and responded, "It should be possible, Lord Irons."

"Ah... I'm not sure. After all, this is my first time giving a gift as a fiancé. Cassia, do you think Margaret will like the color of this rose?"

"Color..." Facing Ains's question, Garcia could only respond with a polite but not awkward smile, and said, "I really don't know, Mr. Ains..."

Irons took a look at Garcia's eye patch and realized belatedly that Garcia couldn't see colors at all...

For a moment, Irons's face turned awkward. After being with Cassia for such a long time, he always tended to ignore the fact that Cassia was actually a person with non-normal vision because of Cassia's unimpeded sensory ability.

He quickly apologized, "Ah... I'm so sorry, Cassia, I said the wrong thing just now..."

Of course, this little slip of the tongue did not affect Garcia’s mood. She shook her head and responded, “It’s okay, Sir Irons, it’s just that you are too eager for Lady Margaret.

In fact, I think that as long as it is a gift prepared by Lord Irons, Lady Margaret should be very happy to accept it. "

"Haha~ You can't say that, Garcia." Irons smiled knowingly, shook his head and responded: "Of course I know that no matter what I give Margaret, she will be happy, but this is not an excuse to fool around.

She is my fiancée, the one who will spend the rest of my life with me. This is the first time I give her a gift, so I can’t be careless…”

"Kacha!"

With a crisp sound, Irons cut off the rose that he thought was the fullest.

"Certainly."

Following an order, under the influence of word magic, the state of the rose was fixed at the moment when it was freshest and brightest, and even the dew on the buds and petals was fixed at the most crystal clear state.

After taking a satisfied look at his masterpiece, Irons smiled slightly and put the rose into the flower basket he had prepared. At this moment, the flower basket was already filled with several flowers that were also fixed in place by the word spirit.

Cassia felt a little regretful that her eyes could not see normally, although she could feel the flowers in the basket through perception, and her perception was even more detailed than that of ordinary people.

But no matter how good her perception was, she couldn't sense colors. So, she couldn't imagine how colorful the flowers in the basket were.

After secretly feeling sorry for herself, Garcia said with a little envy of Margaret: "I thought Mr. Irons was a knowledgeable and wise man, but I didn't expect that he would be so devoted to his lover~"

"Deeply in love..." Irons really couldn't flatter her with this remark. He quickly waved his hands and said, "Ms. Cassia, you are too kind. I just don't want the ending of Margaret and I to be ruined because of some emotional barriers..."

Cassia tilted her head in confusion. She didn't understand why when talking about this, Ains' mood suddenly became negative.

Why did he say "again"? What unknown past had happened to Ains? Although he didn't know the reason, Garcia could still feel that this topic was not suitable to continue.

So, she immediately tried to change the subject. She turned her head and looked at the back garden of the Demon King's Castle, and curiously took a look at the area that was originally part of the back garden and was undergoing renovation.

She asked in confusion: "Mr. Irons, what happened to that garden? Why was it cleared?"

Ains immediately explained, "That piece, I think the environment of the back garden is quite good, very suitable for cultivation experiments, so I asked the servants of the Demon King's Castle to demolish half of the back garden and prepare to transform it into an experimental field."

"Experimental field? Are you planning to grow crops here?"

Ains nodded and admitted, "Well, I plan to send the caravan from Demon City to the Human Empire to collect some crop seeds to see which crops can adapt to the climate here in the Demon Realm.

The diversity of crops in the Demon Realm is still too poor. One big leaf potato is the lifeline of most demons. If there is any problem with the big leaf potato, the consequences will be disastrous. "

Listening to Ains's concerns, Cassia felt that this seemed a bit groundless. She asked back, "What could go wrong with the big-leafed yam? It has been raised by the demons for thousands of years, and there have been no problems."

"We should prepare for a rainy day. We can't conclude that it doesn't exist just because we haven't encountered it... Maybe one day the big-leaf potato will have an outbreak of a genetic disease that has never been seen before?"

"Genetic disease? What is that?"

With almost no knowledge of biology, Cassia naturally didn't understand what the genetic disease that Irons was talking about was, nor did he have any idea of ​​the horror of such a thing. He just felt it was quite awe-inspiring.

“Just like when people get sick, plants can get sick, and when they get sick they die. Moreover, when plants get sick, the spread of the disease is more horrible than when it happens between people.

If the bigleaf potato has a genetic disease, then entire fields of bigleaf potatoes will die of the disease, which will lead to a large-scale crop failure. By then, I don’t know how many people will starve to death in the entire Demon Realm.”

"Woo... is it that scary?"

"Have!"

Irons said very confidently.

It is normal to respect and rely on food, but if you are overly dependent on food, it will be a bad thing.

The reason why Irons was so sure was that in his previous life there was a country that was too dependent on one crop, making it the only crop for livelihood.

Then an unprecedented genetic disease broke out in that crop, causing a horrific harvest failure across the country and ultimately killing a quarter of the population with starvation.

That crop was potatoes, and that country was called Ireland. That famine was called the Great Irish Famine, also known as the Great Potato Famine.

When he discovered that the Demon Realm was so dependent on the crop of broadleaf yam, Irons felt that a ghost, the ghost of plant genetic disease, was hovering over the entire Demon Realm, forcing him to remain vigilant at all times.

Therefore, it is urgent to diversify the crops in the Demon Realm.

Seeing that Irons was so confident, Cassia could only accept such terrible news. While she felt a little scared, she also admired Irons' foresight.

"Ha, as expected, you are worthy of being called Lord Ains. Not only does he understand the secrets of the stars, he even has such a deep understanding of the secrets of plants..."