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

Come! Confirm the relationship with me

"The role of the Demon Lord should be to eliminate the use of force..."

When Irons said this, Margaret's eyes suddenly lit up, but soon dimmed again.

"Well, Ains, your idea is indeed good. Indeed, although the Thirteen Demon Lords are the rulers of the major races in the Demon Realm, there are only a few Demon Lords who truly have the ability to govern their territories.

However, it is not easy to go militaristic. After all, the law of the jungle still prevails in most of the Demon Realm. If you don’t have enough force, it will be hard for your subordinates to win the support of the people.”

"……And me?"

Irons pointed at himself and made the simplest and clearest rebuttal.

Margaret was speechless immediately, and could only say with a smile: "Ains, you are different! Not everyone has your governance ability, and exceptions cannot be used as routine examples!"

Irons asked back, "What if people like me can actually be mass-produced?"

"..." When Irons said this, Margaret's expression froze immediately, and then she muttered with an awkward smile: "Irons...you are joking..."

"I'm not joking, Margaret. In my hometown, I am just an ordinary member of society. People like me can be mass-produced through education.

Yes, I am indeed unique in the Magic World. I am unique now, but that does not mean I will be unique in the future. As long as we can complete the major development stages such as education reform, industrialization, marketization, urbanization, etc., talents like me can be mass-produced. "

"..." To Margaret, what Irons said now was nothing but nonsense. But when Irons said it, it made people believe it...

"Ains...is everything you said true?"

Margaret asked with a hint of longing and expectation. She knew that there were many unclear things in what Irons said.

For example, where is Irons' hometown? How should industrialization, urbanization, and marketization be handled? Margaret has no idea about these.

However, as long as Irons is willing to say yes to her question, then she will dare to believe it!

And Irons nodded confidently and affirmatively: "It's all true!"

"Suck..." Hearing this, Margaret took a deep breath and nodded, saying, "Okay, I understand... I will do my best to promote the things you said, Ains. I hope that before I die, the Demon Realm can become what you said~"

Irons smiled knowingly, patted Margaret on the shoulder, and gave her good news: "Margaret, perhaps all this will come true sooner than you think.

As long as everything goes on track and I can accomplish what I've said...it'll only take this long."

As he spoke, Irons raised a finger.

Looking at the finger, Margaret asked in surprise: "Only one thousand years?"

"..."

One thousand years... Irons didn't know how to respond to Margaret's "only" for a moment. Perhaps the concept of time of the immortal species is really too different from that of humans...

"Be more confident, Margaret. I actually meant a hundred years..."

"...Ains, you really didn't lie to me on purpose just to make me happy? I'm not well educated, so don't lie to me..."

"Ah~" Irons couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm not lying to you, Margaret. I'm serious. Don't underestimate the power of civilization development."

Then, Irons knocked on Margaret's desk and said seriously: "If we want the civilization of the Demon Realm to develop, the law of the jungle must be updated.

The title of Demon Lord cannot simply be a synonym for ruling by force, but must become a senior position with more responsibilities, and we must be prepared for this."

As he spoke, Irons took down the old and unrecognizable map of the Demon Realm from Margaret's dormitory bookshelf and spread it out in front of Margaret.

"Coincidentally, what Finia said when she was mapping with us also enlightened me."

"What?"

"Finia said that the Troll Lord is the weakest among the thirteen demon lords. Even if Finia fights him one-on-one, she is confident that she can kill him.

This shows that whether the Demon Lord can hold on to his position firmly has no strong connection with his own strength under the relatively stable situation in the Demon Realm.

Otherwise, as the weakest troll lord among the thirteen demon lords, it would be impossible for him to lie peacefully in Troll Ridge and exploit the trolls for such a long time.

Since the Troll Lord himself is not very powerful, why don't we replace him with a troll who is not very strong but has stronger governance capabilities to become the new Troll Lord?

Anyway, before the change, the Troll Lord was the last Lord, and after the change, he is still the last Lord. Is there a big difference?"

As soon as Irons said this, Margaret suddenly felt as if the clouds had been cleared and the light had been opened.

Yes, the Troll Lord is a regular eighth-level lord, and among the thirteen lords, he is just a small jerk. Even such a small jerk can live leisurely in Troll Ridge for so many years because his territory is barren and has no occupation value.

It seems that it is indeed possible to replace the old demon with a new one who is not as powerful but has better governance capabilities.

"Yes, it's feasible!" Margaret clapped her lips and nodded, but soon she asked uncertainly: "But... who should we find to be the new Demon Lord of Troll Ridge?"

This is a good question. Even Ains doesn’t have a candidate. But since there is no suitable candidate... then I’ll just do it myself!

"I!"

"you!?"

As soon as Irons said this, Margaret immediately rejected it and said, "No! You are not even a troll, why do you want to be a demon king!"

"Ah, he's just an acting Demon Lord, not a real Troll Demon Lord. Besides, I don't trust anyone else to look after the new city in Troll Ridge. To put it bluntly, in the entire Demon Realm, there shouldn't be anyone else who can govern the new city except me."

As Irons spoke, he took out his quill and drew a circle at the location of Troll Ridge on the map of the Demon Realm.

"The new city that Troll Ridge is going to build will become an experimental city that affects the future of the entire Demon Realm. If it can be successfully put on the right track, then the other demon lords in the Demon Realm will have a reference.

This new city will become the fulcrum for the development of the entire Demon Realm. I must be in charge personally..."

Hearing Ains' resolute tone, Margaret bit her lip and asked, "You said you want to take charge personally... Does that mean you want to leave the Demon King's Castle when the new city is built?"

“…Uh…yes.”

Hearing Margaret's reluctant question, Irons nodded guiltily.

"But! Margaret, all this is just a plan. There is still a long period of preparation before it can be implemented!"

Facing Irons's consolation, Margaret waved her hands and responded: "Don't worry, Irons, you don't need to comfort me, I'm not that fragile...

I know you did all this for the Demon Realm, but we just want to be apart for a while, I won’t hinder you… Anyway, it’s not a big deal for me to fly from the Demon King’s City to the Troll Ridge…”

As she spoke, Margaret closed her eyes and remained silent for a while, as if she was thinking about something.

Seeing Margaret's depressed expression that could not be hidden at all, Irons' heart could not help but soften. He wanted to reach out and hold Margaret's hand, and continue to comfort her...

However, before Irons could speak, Margaret suddenly opened her eyes with a look of certainty!

She stood up and asked him with a condescending attitude: "Ains, we have been in a relationship for more than a month, right?"

"Ah, yes..."

"Since our relationship has been established for so long, shouldn't we take some concrete steps to confirm our relationship?"

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As she spoke, Margaret narrowed her eyes, and when she looked at Irons, there was some emotional fluctuation that was not suitable for children.

Seeing Margaret's undisguised desire, Irons' heart was suddenly filled with confusion, surprise, agitation, a little fear, and... a little expectation...

"We...we haven't gotten married yet..."

Margaret directly pressed Irons' shoulders, approached him, and said in an unquestionable tone, "It seems that there is no rule that we can't do it before marriage, right?"

"Um...right...right now?"

"Puchi~" Looking at Irons' somewhat flustered expression, Margaret couldn't help but chuckle, and her majesty could no longer be maintained.

"Hehe~ If you're not ready, I can give you some time to prepare~"

"I... that... this is actually my first time..."

"Hahaha~" Margaret laughed even louder, leaned close to Irons' ear and whispered teasingly with a teasing tone.

"Ah~ Everyone is~ This is my first time too~ Get ready, tell your sister~ You little virgin~"

Hearing this, Irons frowned immediately. Huh? Margaret, what do you mean? Are you pushing for more?

Irons felt that he couldn't be soft anymore, he had to show his masculinity no matter what!

So he approached Margaret instead and said forcefully: "No need, I'm always ready!"

Chapter 121

Overturned

"Huh...Ains...you..."

"What's wrong with me? Huh? Ha..."

"Just...just this...eh!"

"You just...just keep talking tough..."

Inside Margaret's bedroom, intermittent words echoed, and between the words, there were also the two people's unyielding words and physical collisions.

"Who's being stubborn! Ha... get down from here! Ugh... oh! Ha..."

Margaret, who had been pressed down by Irons, turned over and pressed him under herself. Her proud expression showed her initiative and majesty, but soon that proud expression became difficult to maintain because of Irons's impact.

"Huh...you should...come down!"

Irons showed no sign of weakness. He reached out his hands and grabbed the proud pair of plump breasts. Under Margaret's surprised gaze, he used them to gain leverage and turned over to regain the highest point in his position.

However, when they turned over, they suddenly felt their bodies were empty!

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"I go!"

"thump!"

This time the tumble caused the two of them to move directly to the edge of the bed, and they fell off the bed and onto the blanket-covered floor. Fortunately, the blanket was soft and thick enough, so the fall was not painful.

However, this accident forced the intense physical interaction between the two to be interrupted. After making love for an unknown amount of time, the two men and women hugged each other and lay on the floor gasping for breath.

"How many times has this happened?" Margaret muttered while lying on Irons' chest, her cheeks flushed and her eyes still dazed.

Irons was sweating profusely, his chest rising and falling constantly. He stroked Margaret's back, which was as white and smooth as milk, and shook his head and said, "I don't know... I forgot... I don't remember at all."

As he said this, he chuckled and joked to Margaret: "Anyway, you definitely have more than me~"

Hearing this, Margaret pouted her lips, snorted in displeasure, propped herself up slightly, and said in a condescending manner: "Nonsense! It's obvious that you have more than me!"

"Oh, really? Then who was the one who was so strong in proposing to do it at the beginning, but when it came to the actual battle, it turned out that he had no experience at all~"

After being teased by Irons, Margaret's expression froze for a moment, and then her pretty face, which was still blushing, suddenly became even hotter!

"This...isn't this nonsense! This is my first time...of course I have no experience before...but! Why do you know so much!? Answer me truthfully! Are you a virgin or not?!"

Facing Margaret's questioning, Irons looked embarrassed, and nodded seriously: "Don't worry, Margaret! This is really the real deal, my first time!"

"Huh? Where did you get your experience from? Tsk... You even asked me to do that embarrassing posture... Although it's really comfortable to do that..."

When Margaret thought back to the various strange positions Irons had requested of her during their previous lovemaking, she couldn't help but shyly turn her eyes away and patted Irons' chest angrily.

Irons raised his hands in a gesture of begging for mercy and replied: "Alas, this is really my first time. I've only seen pigs run before and never eaten pork..."

"Have you ever seen a pig run?" Margaret frowned and asked, "Have you ever spied on others doing this kind of thing?!"

Margaret immediately showed an expression of disbelief. She really couldn't imagine that Irons, who had always been so serious, actually had such a hobby before!

"Don't talk nonsense!" Irons immediately denied it righteously: "What do you mean by peeping? They are a group of excellent teachers who are dedicated to teaching and imparting knowledge, okay!"

"what!?"

Irons' words made Margaret look puzzled. What do you mean by "people's teacher"? What do you mean by "teaching and imparting knowledge"? Irons, what on earth are you talking about?

And Irons also knew that he had no way of explaining to Margaret the existence of someone like Teacher Ozawa.

So he chose to avoid the topic directly, stood up and carried Margaret back to the bed, then lay on her intimately, pinched her little face and asked: "Don't worry about it, just tell me whether you want to continue~"

"Woo!" Margaret's pretty face became hot again when she heard this. Recalling the kind of frenzy that Irons had shown her before, she felt a little fear in her heart, but also a little expectation.

She whispered in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Then... continue..."

"Haha, how about a new posture for you~"

"I think it's my first time after all... Don't make it so messy..."

"Then just stay in normal position."

"Oh... Never mind. Just tell me. I'll try..."