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

Trinity looked at the half-baked pumpkin on her plate again, took a deep breath, and cleaned it all up without leaving a single piece.

Then, she wiped her mouth and said, "Then she is indeed not suitable to return to the tea party. An environment like a tea party is simply not a place for her to display her talents. Her talents can only be blossomed with certain people..."

Speaking of this, for some reason, the figure of that man appeared in Trinity's mind...

Chapter 88: Eliminating Hunger

"Hey, Witch Owenia, are you planning to leave? Why not stay a few more days? The celebration will last for another day or two. It won't be too late to leave after it's over. Is there anything I didn't do to entertain you?"

On the second day after the celebration, Ovinia and her group came to Monica's cottage to say goodbye. Monica seemed a little overwhelmed and thought that she had not entertained them well and caused everyone to dislike her.

The brave Katherine quickly waved her hands and consoled her: "No, no! Witch Monica, the people in Fontan City treated us very well!"

Ovinia also followed Catherine's words and said, "Yes, we have to leave now, but because time is really tight, I have to go to another city to find other witches. So, we can't stay any longer."

This made Monica look even more ashamed. She put her hands in her pockets and apologized: "Ah... I'm so sorry, Ovinia, for making you waste so much time here..."

Trinity on the side smiled and consoled him, "Where is the waste? I think the harvest this time is very rich. If I hadn't stayed here for a few more days, I wouldn't have imagined that the grain yield could be so high.

Do you know, Monica, that what you are doing now is fighting against the problem of hunger that has been plaguing the survival of countless lives! When you complete the feat of eliminating hunger, even the Tea Party will not have the right to give you a title! "

"Eliminate... hunger..." Hearing Trinity's praise, Monica's face became dazed. She bit her lip excitedly, holding back her smile a little embarrassedly, and asked Trinity: "Can I... really do it?"

Trinity nodded very seriously and said, "Yes, Trinity, yes. I heard from a friend of mine that the world must and is destined to eliminate hunger. This is a historical necessity.

And you, Monica, you are the hope to accomplish this feat! By the way, Monica, do you plan to stay in Fontaine City forever?"

"Uh..." Monica was really embarrassed by such praise. She scratched her cheek shyly, then shrank her head and shook it, saying, "No, Trinity Witch, I... I think we should move to another place soon.

I have basically experimented with all the crops that can be grown in Fangdeng City. Later, I plan to move to a place with a more severe environment to try to see if I can research some crops that can still have high yields in extreme climates. "

Hearing this, Trinity's face lit up. After thinking for a while, she recommended to Monica: "Do you want to go to the Blackwater City in the Duolun Empire?

Because it is close to the Demon Realm, the climate there is more severe than here, and it may meet your requirements. It just so happens that my workshop is also built there. If you go there, I can take care of you. "

Facing Trinity's invitation, the simple-minded Monica didn't think much about it and nodded generously, "Okay! I'm just worried about not being able to find a good place to move to!"

Ovinia, who was standing by, looked at Trinity's blatant poaching with a subtle look in her eyes. She pulled her aside and asked quietly, "Trinity, tell me, you asked Monica to go to Blackwater City to help poach Irons, your dream girl?"

Trinity immediately pouted and turned her eyes away, muttering, "Oh~ Is that so... No way, I'm just providing Monica with a good place to move to, don't slander me casually."

"Who would believe you if you said that?"

Ovinia gritted her teeth and questioned Trinity, but Trinity simply covered her ears and refused to listen.

Looking at the shameless Trinity in front of her, Ovinia was so angry that her teeth were itching.

Monica stood aside and watched Trinity and Ovinia whispering to each other. She tilted her head in confusion. Then, she seemed to suddenly think of something and shouted, "Ah! By the way, everyone, wait a moment. I have something to give you!"

"what?"

Amid everyone's confusion, Monica returned to the house. Not long after, everyone looked at her in surprise as she carried out several baskets of crops of various varieties and placed them in front of everyone.

Monica, who carried out several large baskets of crops, smiled and wiped the sweat off her face, saying, "These are the most satisfying crops I've grown! I usually can't finish some of them, but I don't want to waste them, so I often give them to nearby neighbors.

It was easy to send them out before, but now the harvest is so good and everyone has enough food at home, so the uneaten crops can’t be sent out. Now is the perfect time, take some with you when you leave!"

"Ah...this..."

Looking at the baskets of colorful fruits and vegetables in front of them, as well as Monica's eager face, Ovinia and the others began to sweat profusely...

……

Ains looked at the meager variety of fruits and vegetables in front of him, which could be counted on one hand, and sighed helplessly. The few demons in charge of searching on the side looked at Ains' disappointed expression and couldn't help sweating profusely.

"Lord Ains, this is the most complete assortment of fruits and vegetables we could find. It's not that we didn't work hard, but... there are really only a few types like these in the entire Demon Realm."

"Don't worry, I know. It's not your fault... You can collect these things first. Also, let some people who know how to farm plant the seeds in the experimental field in the back garden."

"Yes!" Seeing that Ains did not pursue the responsibility, several demons immediately breathed a sigh of relief, collected the fruits and vegetables, bowed and retreated.

Irons rubbed his temples, feeling helpless. There were too few, too few. The edible fruits and vegetables collected from all over the Demon Realm were so poor that they were unbearable to look at.

It will take some time for the caravan to ship back the seeds it purchased from the Human Empire, and it is not even known how many of them can eventually be planted and grown in the land of the Demon Realm.

The agricultural development of Demon Realm has a long way to go, but fortunately, Demon Realm has a sufficiently efficient execution system and a sufficiently centralized center. At least, this is the case in Demon King City.

With Margaret standing behind him, Irons can do his best to manage the mess in Demon Realm.

In addition to this, the Demon Realm actually has a hidden advantage, that is, the Demon Realm is almost free of external threats.

For thousands of years, it has always been the Demon Realm that has invaded others, and there has never been a possibility for others to invade the Demon Realm. In addition to the fact that the various races in the Demon Realm are full of martial virtues, there is another reason, that is, the Demon Realm is really not worth invading.

Of course, the exception is the Catalina army that is now crossing the Great Rift Valley. They are a special case.

There is such a hidden advantage. As long as the Demon Realm can resolve some minor conflicts among internal forces, it can sit back and relax and continue to develop.

Ains has plenty of time to clean up the mess in the Demon Realm, so he is not in a hurry.

After calming down a little, he walked back to his bedroom. Inside the bedroom, Bolu and Polly were leaning against the dressing table, looking at the flower vase on the table.

The main flowers in this vase of flowers are tender and fresh roses, and then they are matched with a few other flowers of different colors, as well as specially trimmed green leaves as accessories. The clusters of flowers are so beautiful that the two little maids can't take their eyes off them.

Noticing that Ains had returned, the two maids immediately moved away from the flower arrangement and stood respectfully on both sides.

And Irons smiled knowingly, went back to the dressing table, picked up the scissors, and wanted to see if he could trim it a few more times.

However, after looking at it for a long time, Irons finally did not use the knife. He put down the scissors in his hand and confirmed that this was the final product.

"I hope Margaret will like this flower arrangement..." Irons whispered, and then instructed Bolu beside him: "Bolu, bring this vase of flowers, let's go to Margaret's bedroom."

"Yes, Master Irons!"

Soon, Irons brought Bolu, who was holding a flower arrangement, to Margaret's bedroom.

However, when Irons opened Margaret's half-open door, he found that Margaret, who he thought would be sulking inside, was not there.

After Irons had Poru place the vase on Margaret's bedside table, he muttered in confusion, "Huh? Where's Margaret?"

"Ah, Mr. Irons, Lady Margaret is not in the castle today. She went out with Head Maid Phineas." Bolu explained.

"Go out? Why is she going out?"

"Wow... I seem to remember saying something like... drawing a map?"

“Draw a map?!”

Chapter 89: It’s all about drawing

On the rooftop of the Demon King's Castle, Margaret looked down at the layout of the entire Demon King's Castle and asked the thoughtful Finia, "Finia, have the maps and draftsmen been called?"

Behind Margaret, Finia nodded and said, "Everyone is here, Lady Margaret."

As she spoke, she pointed to a few little devils behind her who looked a little awed. When Margaret's eyes swept over them, each of the little devils showed an expression of fear and trepidation.

Obviously, this was their first time meeting such a big shot and such a grand scene.

Margaret waved her hand calmly and said comfortingly: "Don't be nervous. I only asked you to come here this time so that you can draw a map of the Demon King's City."

"map……"

After learning about this job, several little devils looked at each other, looking a little embarrassed.

This made Margaret frown and asked, "Don't you know how to draw a map?"

Immediately, she turned her head to look at Finia beside her and asked, "How did you find that person?"

Margaret's somewhat annoyed tone made several painters tremble, and they were silent and dared not say more.

Finia explained respectfully, "Lady Margaret, we don't have a professional cartographer in the Demon King's Castle. After all, we haven't made any other maps for hundreds of years..."

"Ah?" Margaret pointed to the ground with a puzzled look on her face and asked, "Who drew the old map in the Devil's Castle? If he's still alive, can't we just find him?"

Finia responded calmly, "Lady Margaret, that cartographer was captured by the Demon King from the Human Empire. He has been dead for hundreds of years..."

"...Our Demon Realm is so big, with so many people, but we don't even have a person who can draw a map?!"

"Not really, Lady Margaret." Finia waved her hand to comfort him, and then pointed at a few little devil painters and said, "Although these people are not professional cartographers, they are also among the best painters in the Demon King's City. It should be no problem to ask them to draw a bird's-eye view of the Demon King's City!"

Looking at the little devil painters in front of her who were being forced to do something, with a hint of stupidity in their eyes, Margaret couldn't help but twitch her lips: "...Are you sure there is no problem?"

Finia assured calmly and seriously: "Lady Margaret, they are all drawings anyway, there is not much difference."

Isn't there a big difference? Why do I feel that there is a big difference...

Margaret was somewhat dissatisfied with the way Finia handled the matter, although she recognized Finia's ability to get things done.

However, Finia's way of doing things is always filled with the unique and strange thinking patterns of the magic dragon clan, and is filled with a simple and rough beauty.

Can't find a professional cartographer? No problem, we're all drawing anyway, why not just let a painter do it?

Margaret rubbed her head with a headache. She felt that this solution was unreliable. She thought it should be a small matter that could be easily solved, but she didn't expect that when it came to it, it was nothing.

Sure enough, not everyone can solve the problem as comprehensively as Ains. Perhaps I should have asked Ains more questions at the beginning.

As soon as Margaret was having a headache, Ains, led by Bolu, came to the rooftop of the Demon King's Castle.

Looking at Margaret, Finia, and the other painters standing by with their parchments at a loss, he asked curiously, "Are you going to start drawing a map? Do you need my help? I happen to know a thing or two about drawing maps."

As soon as these words came out, Margaret and the others immediately focused their attention on Ains, and they all seemed to see the light of hope! What does it mean that Ains can say that he knows a little bit? It means that no one knows better than him!

Irons! My Superman!

Margaret excitedly threw herself on Irons and rubbed his face affectionately. Irons, a special Margaret version of Doraemon!

Feeling Margaret's extremely passionate touch, Irons couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile on his face. At first, he could not stand Margaret's aggressive intimacy.

But after spending more time with Margaret, Irons felt that he seemed to be almost used to it, even...

Feeling Margaret's delicate face rubbing against his cheek, and the full hearts pouring into his chest unscrupulously, and the coquettish laughter and the rich rose scent emanating from the female devil.

Irons had to admit that he had begun to like Margaret's occasional hugs...

However, the intimacy between the two of them made the atmosphere of the people watching on the sidelines become subtle. You two are so close to each other as if no one is around, which makes us feel embarrassed...

Fortunately, Margaret has now begun to learn to restrain herself. After a period of intimacy, she quickly regained her dignity, although in the eyes of others, it may not be much.

"Haha, I'm a little excited. You came at the right time, Ains. Finia found me a group of painters who have never drawn a map. I'm having a headache now..."

"A painter who has never drawn a map?" Irons turned his head and looked at the uneasy little devil painters, and asked his soul: "Why are you looking for a painter? Don't you have a cartographer in your Demon King's City?"

Hearing this question, Margaret broke out in a sweat out of embarrassment.

Finia on the side explained: "Sir Ains... this is not the case yet. The environment in many places in the Demon Realm is quite harsh, so no one has volunteered to take the risk to draw a map of the Demon Realm.

Moreover, we do not have the talent in this area. The old map you saw was also made by a human cartographer captured by the Demon King from the human world, and there has never been any inheritance related to this industry in the Demon Realm. "

Hearing this, Ains could only slap his head in silence. Well, the entire Demon Realm really has nothing. It seems that it is time for him to take action again...

"In that case, I'll be the master... Well... you guys have some painting skills, right?" Irons asked as he took the parchment from the little devil painters.

The leading little devil painter nodded immediately and said, "Yes, yes, the youngest among us has been painting for more than 20 years. Some of us are good at painting natural landscapes, some are good at painting portraits, and some are good at painting urban buildings..."

"Oh? Then what are you good at?"

"Me? I...haha, I'm good at painting scenery, and I follow the realistic school, which is a bit old-fashioned. Some young people studied in the human empire and learned some special schools, which are much more trendy than me.

Of course, although none of us painters have ever drawn a map, it is still easy for us to draw a bird's-eye view of the Demon King's Castle from the sky!"

After understanding the situation, Irons nodded and asked the leading little devil: "What is your name?"

"My name is Raphael, sir."

"Raphael, right? A map is somewhat different from a bird's-eye view. So, can you help me as an assistant while I draw the picture?"

"No problem sir!"

Seeing that Raphael agreed so readily, Irons smiled and patted him on the shoulder. Then, he counted the corresponding drawing tools.

Well, although there are no cartographers, there are plenty of necessary drawing tools. Of course, most of them were brought by these painters.

Everything was ready, and Ains did not waste any time. After saying hello to Margaret, he began to prepare to make a new map of the Demon King's Castle.

"Well... let's go to the sky first and plan the area we need to map." Irons suggested, pointing to the sky.

Margaret simply snapped her fingers and said, "This is easy, Finia!"

After receiving the order, Finia took a few steps back and whispered, "Everyone, please be careful to avoid it later..."

"Roar!!!!!"

As soon as Finia finished speaking, a dragon roar came out of Finia's body. A thick dragon tail instantly stretched out from Finia's tail vertebrae and expanded rapidly! In the blink of an eye, it became extremely huge!

Afterwards, Finia turned around and swung her tail to hide her body in the curled dragon tail. Then, there was a crisp sound of clothes tearing, and two pairs of huge dragon wings bloomed from the curled dragon tail!