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

Just as the two unrestrained people were about to start the nth round, there was a heavy knock on the door of the bedroom.

The voice of head maid Finia came from outside the door: "Master Demon King, Lord Engla wants to see you."

The two people who had been unrestrained just now were suddenly startled, as if they were caught having an affair by their parents, and they overreacted by quickly pulling up the quilt to cover each other.

Fortunately, the door was still locked, and Finia did not rely on the privilege of the head maid to push the door open directly. After such a close call, the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Hey...it's really exciting...

Margaret coughed lightly and responded in a hoarse voice: "Oh! Got it, Finia, ask Engla to wait a little longer, I'll change my clothes..."

"Change clothes?" Finia tilted her head outside the door and asked, "Master Demon King, do you need me to help you change clothes?"

"No! No need!" Margaret quickly refused: "I am enough on my own!"

"Uh... I understand, Demon Lord."

Although Finia was still a little confused as to why Margaret's attitude was so strange today.

However, as the head maid, she knew she had no right to question or contradict, so she just nodded without asking any further questions.

Hearing the silence outside the door, Margaret let go of the quilt that was tightly covering her chest, and her voluptuous, snow-white breasts were revealed without reservation in such a private world for two people.

Whenever he saw Margaret's charming, graceful, plump and sexy body, Irons couldn't help but sigh that she was indeed the only demon king in the world, and every element of her body was so beautiful and unique...

And this uniqueness now completely belongs to me. Thinking of this, Ains couldn't help but feel a little proud. Tsk~ Is this considered the pinnacle of life? Oh~ I feel like smoking a cigarette~

Of course, smoking afterwards is definitely out of the question, as Irons doesn't have this habit. Moreover, smoking is harmful to health and the people around you, so Irons definitely doesn't want to touch this kind of thing.

As for Margaret, she felt a little bit of regret while relaxing. What a pity, she didn't expect to be interrupted...

Although I am a little reluctant to give up the entanglement with Irons, the important business cannot be delayed.

Margaret turned her head and looked at Ains who was looking at her tenderly at the moment. She leaned forward, kissed him on the forehead, and said, "From now on, you will be mine alone~"

Hearing this declaration, Irons grinned and responded, "Yes, I belong to you alone, my demon king~"

……

"Alas... this dress... the material is so good, why didn't you know how to be gentle at that time..."

After making love and changing clothes, Margaret picked up her dress that was scattered on the ground and torn into pieces, and complained to Irons reluctantly.

"I've always liked this dress...it's so beautiful..."

Irons stepped forward and comforted her kindly: "I'm sorry~ I can't help it. After all, in my eyes, Margaret, you are countless times more beautiful than this dress. It hinders me from observing your beauty~"

"Woo..." Being comforted by Irons, Margaret's expression suddenly turned red, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, but she still turned her head and sneered: "Tsk... Slick tongue... I really don't know where you learned all this from..."

"I haven't learned it, but after seeing you, Margaret, I couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of my heart."

"Okay, okay! Shut up!" Margaret felt a little overwhelmed by such continuous flirting. She smiled and slapped Irons, then crumpled up the torn dress in her hand and threw it into the corner.

"Forget it. I'll tell Finia when the time comes and ask someone to make a new one."

"Well... remember to order a few more sets."

"Huh? Why?"

Irons responded seriously: "Because I feel like no matter how many times you wear it, my hands won't be able to control themselves."

"Woo... Shut up, you bastard~"

Chapter 122

Engla's Aunt Smile

After some frolicking, Wu Irons and Margaret changed into new clothes and walked out of the bedroom. However, as soon as they walked out of the door, the intimate expressions of Margaret and Wu Irons froze instantly.

Because at this moment, standing outside the door of the bedroom were Engla, who looked a little solemn, and Finia, who had brought Engla here.

The two of them seemed as if something embarrassing had been discovered, and the first thing they did was to check whether their clothes were neat and tidy.

Then Margaret looked at Engla outside the door with a guilty conscience and said with an apologetic smile, "Ahahahahaha... Engla, you seem a little anxious. You actually came directly to the door of my bedroom..."

Engla was a little worried at first, but when he saw Margaret and Irons coming out of the bedroom, he was stunned.

In particular, his keen sense of smell detected a very obvious, strong and fresh smell of hormones from the two people.

Look at the intimacy between Margaret and Irons, and Margaret's slightly awkward walking posture...

All these signs almost directly tell Engla the answer: the Demon King and her husband have obviously achieved a great harmony of life!

At that moment, the depression and distress in Engla's heart were instantly suppressed by the surge of joy and relief.

Looking at Irons and Margaret, the veteran of four dynasties couldn't help but reveal the amiable smile of an aunt.

"Master Demon King, Your Excellency the King's Wife, congratulations~"

"Woo..."

Seeing that Engla had instantly figured out what she and Ains had done before, Margaret smiled awkwardly and said, "Ahahaha... Engla, let's focus on business. Let's go to the parliament hall first~"

Compared to Engla, who had keen senses and immediately noticed Margaret's abnormality, Finia did not quickly realize what the two had done before.

She was just a little confused about when Ains entered the Demon Lord's room, but when she thought about Margaret's indulgence of Ains, it was not surprising.

So, after watching Margaret and the others walk away along the corridor, Finia turned and walked towards Margaret's bedroom, preparing to tidy up the chores in the bedroom.

However, when she pushed open the door and entered, she was greeted by a strange smell. The bed was in a mess, as if the bedding and sheets had been extremely damaged, and the dress was thrown in the corner and torn into pieces...

Looking at everything in front of her, if Finia still couldn't realize what had happened in the bedroom before, she would not be worthy of the title of head maid.

As Finia gradually understood everything, her expression gradually became shocked. She couldn't help but take a breath and curse: "Damn, the Demon King is planning to create a demon life..."

……

"Lady Margaret! The devil has ordered!"

Although Engla was very pleased with the union of the Demon King and the King's wife, he would not lose sight of one while focusing on the other, so as soon as he arrived at the conference hall, Engla went straight to the point.

Margaret asked curiously, "What evil fate has happened?"

With a hint of anger, Engla replied to Margaret: "It was the messengers I sent to Troll Ridge to bring news to the Troll Lord!"

"Huh? What happened to them?"

Although Margaret verbally looked down on the Troll Lord, she couldn't really ignore him.

Therefore, when Margaret learned that Katarina was about to invade the Demon Realm, she asked Engla to send a few people to bring the message to the Troll Lord to remind him to prepare for war.

Being able to do this, Margaret, the Demon King, has basically done her utmost. As for whether the Troll Lord will listen or be willing to take action, that is not something Margaret wants to care about.

But she never expected that such a job as sending someone to deliver information could lead to so many accidents!

Ains couldn't help but ask back, "I was just delivering a message to the Troll Lord, how could there be a demonic order? Could it be that the Troll Lord is making things difficult for me?"

Engla nodded immediately and replied, "Yes, the Troll Lord was really too rampant this time! I sent four harpies this time, but only one came back!"

Then, Engla pointed to the door outside the conference hall and said, "The surviving harpy is waiting outside the gate. Lord Demon, I suggest summoning him and asking him to explain the situation in detail."

"Well... okay, then let him come in." Margaret nodded and called a few maids to invite the harpy waiting outside the door in.

ろ⑨二⑤九０３0㈨

The harpy demon still had fresh scars on his body, and his eyes showed the anger that he could hardly suppress.

He limped forward and said to Margaret, "Master Demon! You must make a decision for me and my four dead brothers!"

Following the narration of the harpy, Irons and Margaret were able to get a glimpse of the outrageous and abstract experiences that the envoys sent to Troll Ridge had gone through.

In order to be fast enough, Engla sent five flying harpies to Troll Ridge to deliver the message.

The five harpies traveled day and night, and when they arrived at Troll Ridge, they were exhausted both physically and mentally.

In addition, it was getting late, and after informing the Troll Lord of the news, the five harpies did not doubt his intention and stayed overnight in response to his enthusiastic invitation.

But they didn't realize that the look in the troll's eyes when he looked at the five of them was not only passionate, but also had a hint of ambiguous desire...

From this night on, the nightmare of these five harpy demons began.

On the first night, an eagle who had the habit of getting up at night left the bedroom in the middle of the night to relieve himself. After he left, the rest of the people never saw that comrade come back.

At this moment, the five harpies felt that something was wrong with this trip. They came to the Troll Lord and asked about the reason for the disappearance of their comrades, but the Troll Lord could not give any reliable response.

"Hey, messengers, please don't be so aggressive. You are messengers who came here with the order of the Demon King. How could I have any bad intentions towards you?

Your missing teammate might have been attracted by the vastness of Troll Ridge and gone out to play? If you are really worried, you can stay for a few more days to look for your teammates~"

Faced with the honest response from the troll king's chubby face, several harpies didn't know what to do. They could only stay behind with a little trepidation to look for their missing teammates.

But misfortunes never come singly. Before the missing teammate was found, another teammate disappeared inexplicably within a few days.

After a separate investigation, the three harpies that returned could not wait for the return of their fourth companion. This time, the harpy, as the captain, decided to question the Troll Lord in person.

The remaining two team members, under the instructions of the captain, followed the investigation route of the second missing team member to look for any traces of him before he disappeared.

Hearing this, Irons asked curiously: "So, your group split up again?"

The surviving harpy replied helplessly: “There is no other way. There are only three people left in the team. The captain insisted that I go with the deputy captain and question the troll demon king alone.

We had no other options, we couldn't get past the captain, so we could only speed up our investigation. Fortunately... we did find out the truth in the end."

"Oh? What did you find out?"

"We followed the trail of the second missing teammate and found the feathers left behind by the first missing teammate... or perhaps, it cannot be said to be left behind..."

Having said that, the harpy once again recalled the scene when he found the body of his first missing teammate, and his body trembled uncontrollably with anger.

"We found those feathers and bones in the swill pool outside the Troll Lord's castle, which was used to store kitchen waste...

We interrogated the cook who was pouring out the swill, and he told us that our teammates had been cooked into barbecue by the kitchen staff and eaten by the Troll Lord!"

Chapter 123

Give your heart to the devil!

After hearing the harpy soldier's story, Irons couldn't help but be shocked, even though Margaret had already told him about the atrocities committed by this troll king who practiced Massiahism.

However, when a real victim stood in front of him, Irons still felt a little shocked.

At the same time, because of what he had seen and heard during his previous encounter with the Troll Ridge refugees, there was no doubt that the image of the Troll Lord in Irons' mind had fallen to the level of the Mariana Trench.

"So...some of your teammates were eaten by the Troll Lord?"

In response to Ains's question, the harpy soldier nodded indignantly and said, "Yes, sir, when we found the bodies of our teammates, the captain also happened to escape from the palace of the troll lord with injuries.

Originally, the three of us planned to fly away from the Troll Lord's territory together, but the Troll Lord was too powerful. In the end, the captain and the vice-captain chose to cover the rear, giving me a chance to escape..."

Margaret frowned and asked, "So, you are the only one who escaped back?"

Hearing the question from the Demon King, the harpy soldier trembled slightly, lowered his head with a trace of fear and shame and said: "Yes... yes, I am the only one... The captain and the deputy captain stayed in the territory of the Troll Demon King for me..."

Looking at the trembling body of the harpy soldier, Margaret was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well, very good. That means you have lived up to your captain's expectations and successfully brought back the news."

"Forehead……"

Hearing the praise from the Demon King, the harpy looked up in surprise, his expression full of surprise.

And Irons also waved his hand and said, "You are great for bringing back the news. Don't worry, your teammates will not die in vain. The Troll Lord will definitely pay the price for his actions in the end!"

When saying this, the usually gentle Ains' tone rarely contained a firm and resolute murderous intent.

How can we govern the Demon Realm with such an Insect Demon Lord? Irons has decided to launch an insect extermination operation on Troll Ridge!

This murderous intent was keenly noticed by Margaret. Because of this small detail, the Troll Lord was directly put on Margaret's blacklist.

Humph, as long as she is here, no one can save the people that Ains wants to kill!

Margaret walked up to the harpy and assured him, "You and your teammates are excellent messengers, and you are my people, Margaret's people. My people were killed by the troll lord like this, and I promise that he will pay the price! Soldier, what is your name!?"

"Kevin! Lord Demon, my name is Kevin!"

"Where are your teammates?"

"…Our team consists of five people! Captain Chris! Deputy Captain Carter! Scout Enzos! Sentinel Barna! And me, the messenger Kevin!"

Margaret nodded solemnly: "Chris, Carter, Enzos, Barna, Kevin... Soldiers, I have memorized your names. You go down first, recover from your injuries, and live well with the will of your teammates!"

Listening to Margaret's sonorous and powerful words of comfort and advice, the harpy demon felt an indescribable surge of blood in his heart. With a surging heart, he pounded his chest and shouted, "Yes! Lord Demon! I will inherit my brother's will and offer my heart to you!"