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

"The blood of the Berman people..." Hearing this, Constantine's chest rose and fell unnaturally. He turned his head and stared at Ains, and asked with a trembling voice: "If I go back now...how many people know that I have the blood of the Berman people in my body?

If I stay for another three years...by then, how many people will still remember that there is a Berman stationed in the Demon King's Castle! ? "

Seeing that Constantine's emotions were gradually becoming agitated and his breath was becoming chaotic, Finia on the side realized that something was wrong. Her expression slightly condensed, and she was ready to subdue Constantine.

However, Irons' reaction was quicker. He patted Constantine on the shoulder and said, "Calm down, brother. At least I'm here. I'll remember."

Chapter 157

I will remember!

"Sir! Look at this kid's red eyes, he really is a demon half-blood! Should we burn him to death?"

"Hmm...where are his relatives?"

"Well... there are three, his mother, and his grandparents... they are all normal humans..."

"Oh? In other words, his father is a demon?"

"Yes, but we haven't found the father of this half-demon. We can't get any information from the residents around us. It's possible that a passing demon had sex with his mother, and that's why he was born."

"Oh? Really... That means this kid grew up with humans... Hmm... Interesting..."

Young Constantine looked at the two men dressed as soldiers who were talking in front of him, and his heart was filled with anxiety.

Ever since I was old enough to understand, my mother has always told me to close my eyes and pretend to be blind in front of outsiders. If I open my eyes, something terrible will happen.

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He didn't know why his mother warned him like this, but he still did it. Although, he couldn't imagine what the terrible thing his mother was talking about was.

Of course, this blind man could only pretend for a while, not forever. When he was playing with his playmates, he couldn't resist the instigation of his playmates and opened his eyes.

At this moment, Constantine realized that his eyes... were different from those of others...

I heard from them that I had a pair of red eyes, which was the symbol of the demon clan, and the terrible thing my mother had said really happened as expected.

A few days later, a group of soldiers in military uniforms kicked open his door, tied up his mother and grandparents, held them at knifepoint, and brought them to the majestically dressed officer in front of them.

Because the soldiers all had ferocious expressions and behaved violently and brutally, Constantine instinctively felt a trace of fear when he saw the leader of the soldiers.

However, although the soldiers looked ferocious, the officer had a surprisingly calm expression. Constantine even felt that there was a hint of smile in the officer's eyes as he looked at him.

"Sir, this kid has pale skin and red eyes. If nothing goes wrong, he must be a vampire half-blood. Those vampires are not good people!

They are all terrifying demons who suck human blood. This guy will definitely be a disaster when he grows up! Let's burn him to death!"

Facing the soldier's advice, the officer did not agree, but smiled and asked: "Eh~ No hurry... Has anyone in this village ever had their blood sucked?"

"Um... this... Sir, there really is no..."

"Oh? I heard that vampires have an instinctive desire for blood. How did this kid grow so big without sucking blood?"

"We asked the demon cub's mother, and she said we could feed him with blood sausage made from pig and chicken blood, so this demon cub grew up eating animal blood."

"Oh? Eating beast blood? Hahaha~ Isn't this good~ Even though they are mixed blood with demons, they have never hurt anyone. Their mother taught them well. Untie them all. They are not criminals.

This kid is pretty good. I think he's quite nice. When his house was suddenly searched, he didn't cry or make a fuss, and he didn't act unreasonable. He has some composure. What does this show?

This shows that no matter how low or barbaric the demon bloodline is, under the guidance of us Berman women, it can become an outstanding and excellent person!

This is the great domestication of the despicable demon bloodline by our Great Berman bloodline and nation!"

The officer pinched the brim of his military cap and made an impassioned speech. Then he walked up to Constantine, touched his head, and comforted him in a stern but gentle tone.

"Don't be afraid, kid. Don't feel inferior or resentful about the demon bloodline in you. Rather, you should be proud of the half Berman blood you still have in you!

The bloodline in you is not your fault, it's your father's fault! So, fight against the despicable demon bloodline in you! Become a good Berman!"

For some reason, although the young Constantine was a little confused by the officer's passionate speech, the steady and powerful voice inexplicably inspired his heart.

An idea was thus deeply engraved in his mind.

He is not a demon hybrid, he is not a monster, he is... a Berman!

"Boy, you've never seen your father, right? Hahaha~ As a man, how can you live without a father to show you the way forward in life? Let me be your godfather!"

Hearing the officer's proposal, Constantine couldn't help but call out the title he had never called out to anyone before: "...Father!"

"Okay! Hahaha~ You're a good kid. From today on, follow me into the army! I'll teach you how to become a qualified Berman soldier!"

……

"Constantine, how old are you?"

"Twenty-six years old, father..."

"Hmm... Haha, in the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed... At that time, you were only as tall as my knees..."

"Hmm... Father, it should be the thigh... I wasn't that short when I was a child..."

"Go away! Stop talking nonsense! My memory is very good! It's just as high as my knees!"

Constantine, who has grown into an adult and is tall and strong, walks on the training ground with an old officer who is over fifty years old. All around him are soldiers who are undergoing combat training.

Constantine looked at the old officer's graying temples and his expression darkened slightly. Not long ago, his mother passed away due to some illness in her early years.

It would be more accurate to say that his grandparents had passed away a long time ago. Now, the only relative that Constantine had left was this old officer whom he recognized as his godfather.

Looking at the graying temples of the old officer, he could not help but feel a slight fear in his heart, a fear of the brevity of other people's lives...

"Why are you looking at me like that? Haha, do you think I'm not in good health and are worried about me?"

"Uh... no..."

"Haha, don't look down on me, brat. I'm still young and can continue to fight for the Berman Empire for decades more!"

Listening to the old officer's passionate emphasis, Constantine's face was embarrassed, but at the same time he felt a little relieved in his heart. He could continue to speak such powerful words, and his worries were indeed premature.

"Yes, father, I am too sentimental."

"Well... I can understand that. After all, your mother just passed away some time ago... She is a great Berman mother because she raised an excellent Berman like you!"

As he spoke, the old officer patted Constantine on the shoulder, his eyes revealing great pride.

Constantine took a deep breath, bit his lip and nodded solemnly.

The two of them briefly reminisced about the past, and finally, after some thought, the old officer stated the main topic of this meeting.

"Constantine, I know you are still immersed in the sorrow of your mother's death, but the motherland also needs you at this moment... There is a task that you need to complete..."

"…very difficult?"

“It’s very difficult!”

"I...why, me?"

"Because you are very suitable."

……

"This is a long-term spy mission. We need you to sneak into the Demon King's City in the Demon Realm. Relying on your bloodline, you can blend in and become a nail in the Demon King's City to collect intelligence about the Demon King's City!"

"…How long do I need to stay hidden?"

"Well... twelve years... Anyway, during this period, you must hide your identity well. We will send you a replacement spy every three years. This is a very difficult task. Please consider it first."

"Are there any other candidates for this mission?"

"Yes, of course, but... none of them have the advantages you have."

"My...demon bloodline?"

"Ah."

……

"Are you sure you want to take on this mission?"

"I am sure of that, Father."

"...This time, I'll be gone for more than ten years..."

"Then father, please take good care of yourself, or I will come back to see that you have more white hairs on your head~"

"Humph~ You little brat, you're still joking... So, are you afraid of going to the Demon Realm for twelve years?"

Facing the Godfather's question, Constantine was silent for a while, and finally he chose to answer truthfully: "... fear."

The Godfather, who was always strict and ruthless, did not reprimand Constantine for this. Instead, he asked in a gentle tone, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of the demons? Or are you afraid of the Demon King?"

“I’m not afraid of these…”

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"...Twelve years can change a lot of things... Father, after twelve years in the Demon Realm, I come back...How many people will still remember me? Remember me, a Berman named Constantine?"

"...Don't be afraid, my child..." The old officer tapped his chest and assured: "Because, I will remember!"

Chapter 158

I didn’t understand it, but I was shocked!

"Don't worry, I'm still here. I'll remember, don't worry."

Irons smiled and patted Constantine on the shoulder, and the man stared at Irons for a long time, his eyes trembling slightly.

Constantine's gaze remained for a long time, so long that Irons felt his scalp tingling, especially because that gaze was so inexplicably... deep...

Damn, is this guy thinking about something gay?

Thinking of this, Aiwuens immediately took his hand away from the big and strong man, and took a half step back with a slight vigilance.

Irons' sudden reaction brought Constantine back to his senses, and the words "I will remember" made him recall some of the past.

In his eyes, the strange newcomer in front of him looked like an old man whose face he had almost forgotten.

He shook his head slightly to shake off the distracting thoughts in his mind, sighed slightly, and said to Ains: "I hope so... By the way, which legion are you from?"

Hearing Constantine's question, Finia couldn't help but reveal a hint of nervousness on her face. Can Ains... handle such a body temperature?

Can it?

of course can!

"Me? I'm from the 16th Corps. Before I was called a spy, I was a scout. The organization saw that I had good vision, so they transferred me there."

Irons answered Constantine's questions almost without thinking, as if he was really a soldier from the Berman Empire.

Such a fluent answer made Finia, who was watching from the side, show a bit of admiration. In terms of acting skills, she was willing to call him the best!

When Constantine heard this answer, he frowned and asked, "The Sixteenth Legion? Has the Empire expanded to the Sixteenth Legion?"

Seeing this, Ains smiled and replied, "I almost forgot that you haven't been back to the Berman Empire for almost 30 years, so you don't know much about the current military strength of the empire...

The empire now has 20 legions ready, always preparing to unify the southern countries and restore Byron's glory.

The situation in the southern countries is quite tense right now. If we can seize this opportunity and start conquering the southern countries, then we will have a chance to recreate the Byron Empire of five hundred years ago!"

Irons's rhythmic and passionate speech was so familiar to Constantine that it was as familiar as being back in the military camp thirty years ago.

The familiarity made him dispel all his doubts. There was no doubt that the person who could say such words was a soldier of our Great Berman Empire!

Thinking of this, Constantine returned to the table, took out a few documents from the drawer of the table, and said, "This is the intelligence about the Demon King's Castle that I have recorded in the past three years.

I don’t know the current situation of the southern countries on the human side, but I am familiar with the current situation in the Demon King’s City... How should I put it, in the past few years, the Demon King’s City has become more and more dangerous..."

"Dangerous?" Irons took Constantine's file and made a surprised and curious expression at his words, and asked: "How dangerous? Is your identity going to be exposed?"

Constantine shook his head and explained: “I’m not saying that my identity is dangerous, I’m saying…Now that the Demon King’s City is developing better and better, the threat to humans is getting bigger and bigger.

The new policies issued by Queen Margaret have greatly changed the entire Demon City. I can clearly feel that life in the current Demon City is much better than before.

The better these demons live, the greater the threat they pose to us humans... Queen Margaret's development of the Demon King's City is definitely not just a whim, she must have a bigger intention!"

"Woo..."

Irons was reading Constantine's report while listening to his warnings and nodding slightly, not sure whether he agreed with Constantine's words or expressed his appreciation for the documents in his hands.

I have to say that Constantine's spy skills are indeed excellent. Although he has never come into contact with the high-level personnel of the Demon King's City, he is able to infer the strategies of the high-level personnel through the policies and measures issued.