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

This document records in detail the changes and interpretations of all major and minor policies in the Demon King's City over the past three years.

Moreover, the direction of his interpretation is basically correct, especially the series of development measures he recently released, which basically reflect his own ideas.

Of course, there was nothing difficult to guess about his ideas. They were all strategies of accumulating food supplies and slowly becoming king, building up momentum, and preparing for the subsequent conquest. Anyone could see that.

The fact that Constantine was able to see this and make some analysis and extension shows that he does have good talent and is a good candidate for a career in politics.

Thinking of this, Irons was not angry that his plan was completely discovered by the spy. Instead, his eyes became slightly hot when he looked at Constantine.

This guy is a capable person, I have to find a way to get him to work for me... So, what should I do...

After Ains thought about it for a while, an idea soon came to his mind!

He controlled his expression, looked at the documents in his hand with an air of scrutiny, and then said to Constantine, "Well, I have read all your documents. They are very well written and have great reference value.

However, a large part of this is your speculation and conjecture about the policies of the Demon King's City. There are too many such subjective guesses...

Is there a more accurate source of intelligence? For example... directly obtaining some first-hand information from the top brass of the Demon King City?"

"This..." Constantine was embarrassed by Ains's question and said, "This is more troublesome. During my years in the Demon King's City, I have basically reached the highest level among the foreign immigrant monsters.

The high-level officials in the inner city are basically controlled by the internal channels of the Demon King City, the monsters in the inner city and the Demon King Castle. So far, I have not been able to get in on the information at this level. "

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Hearing this, Ains made a regretful expression and said, "Ah... is it so troublesome? Tsk, what a pity... Actually, the organization has another person to hand over to you this time.

I just hope that you can get into the management of the Demon King City and get more accurate first-hand information, instead of being a gang leader outside the Demon King City."

"Break into the management of the Demon King Castle? This... If I want to break in, I have to find a way to get in. But it is basically impossible for us, the gang leaders from the outer city, to enter the management of the Demon King Castle."

Irons smiled secretly, but did not reveal his expression to Constantine. Instead, he nodded seriously and responded, "That's right... But as I said, the mission has been issued, and we need to overcome the difficulties when we encounter them!

For the sake of the Great Berman Nation, senior, if you have the chance, take advantage of it and move up. It is better to be in the inner city than in the outer city where there are only shacks.”

After saying that, the boiler in the kitchen began to hiss and make a puffing sound.

Constantine held his forehead and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he muttered softly: "We'll see about this later... The sausages should be ready. Do you want to eat some?"

Irons observed Constantine's eyes. The embarrassed but gradually determined expression made him realize that Constantine was moved by his words.

He hid his secret joy, nodded and said: "Oh, of course, I would like to try the blood sausage made in the Demon Realm, what a unique flavor it has~"

So, in a harmonious atmosphere, Constantine treated Irons to a meal of Berman-style boiled blood sausage with the unique flavor of the Demon Realm.

Finia stood aside and watched this scene, feeling that it had a kind of absurd sense of magical realism.

A guy who looks like a vampire hybrid but is actually a human spy, and a guy who looks like a human but is actually a demon minister, sitting together in the Demon King's Castle, eating the unique blood sausage of the human empire...

Finia has always advocated simple and clear ideas, and this was greatly shocked...

All of Irons' actions to deceive Constantine made her feel a sense of awe.

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

Chapter 159

chauvinism

"Ah, in a place like the Demon Tribe where supplies are scarce, it shouldn't be easy to make a blood sausage like this~ It cost the senior some of his treasures."

After having a meal at Constantine's place without any shame, Irons prepared to say goodbye with the information handed over by Constantine.

Constantine shrugged and said, "It's not that difficult. Although the Demon Realm lacks a lot of things, it's still easy for me to get some blood to make blood sausage."

"Oh~haha, that's right. After all, as a spy, it's very comfortable to be able to become a local boss in the Demon King's City~

Unlike me, I will soon have to travel 365 miles from this poor Demon Realm to Berman to deliver the information."

In response to this teasing, Constantine simply grinned and asked, "Are you planning to leave now? You can stay in my gang and rest up. This is my territory. You don't have to worry about being discovered by the demons."

"No, the military situation is urgent and we can't wait, especially in the current situation. The movements of the Demon Realm directly affect the conquest of our Berman Empire."

"Hmm..." Constantine nodded. After a moment of silence, he asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Um...you are from the 16th Corps, right?

Do you know an old officer named Bergman from the Fourth Corps? He is now... almost eighty years old and may have retired. I want to know his current situation..."

"Bergman... an eighty-year-old officer..." Irons frowned and pretended to be thinking, then shook his head and said, "I really don't know about this... We are quite far away from the Fourth Corps, and we don't know much about their affairs."

"Well... okay, I understand..." Constantine nodded a little disappointedly and didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing this, Irons smiled and encouraged, "Mr. Bergman, I will ask about it when I get back, and after I find out, I will try to bring you some news.

Don't forget the mission, remember to break into the Demon King's Castle. Although it will be difficult, remember to overcome it... Also, I promise, I will remember that there is a Berman in the Demon King's Castle."

……

Among the shacks in the outer city, Ains was walking alone on the narrow paths between the shacks. He heard Finia's reminder: "Lord Ains, someone is following us..."

"I know... I'm just not sure who is following me. Can you go and check it out?"

"…I saw it, it's a half-blood from the Half-Blood Gang."

"Ah...it seems that Constantine is quite cautious."

"…How should we deal with this? Knock them out, or just throw them, or… respond in a more friendly way?"

Influenced by Ains's way of doing things, this dragon who always advocated efficiency finally began to consider some gentle and roundabout ways.

Irons chuckled and said to Finia, "No need to say hello. I am a spy now. Since Constantine is still testing us, we must do what spies should do.

Let's get rid of them, Fenya."

After saying this, Ains's magic power moved slightly, and he whispered to himself: "Speed."

Then, under Finia's surprised gaze, Ains's movement speed increased exponentially. Although his strength was still at the sixth level, Finia felt that this speed was already comparable to that of her, an eighth-level strongman.

Finia had seen this magic that increased her speed once before during a tavern brawl. Now that she saw it again, she couldn't help but marvel at the exquisiteness of this magic.

Is this the magic of words? Simple to activate, quick to cast, excellent effect... Each of these features hits the sweet spot that Finia likes!

For a moment, Finia felt that she even wanted to learn the impulse from Ains.

With the help of his own word magic, Irons accelerated at lightning speed and disappeared in front of the group of vampire hybrids who were following him.

For the mixed-blood who was following, it only took a blink of an eye for him to find that the person he was following just now disappeared in an instant!

"Eh!? Why...where is that person?"

The half-blood vampire rushed forward and stood at the place where Irons had just stood, looking around, trying to find Irons' shadow, but he could only see the winding paths and the huts that were raised everywhere and blocked his view.

"Fuck... How am I going to report this time..."

Just as the half-blood vampire was looking embarrassed, Ains had already accelerated to a rather hidden corner in the outer city area.

He looked around and confirmed that there were no monsters following him. After he breathed a sigh of relief, he asked the air around him, "Fenia? Are you following?"

As soon as Ains finished speaking, Finia, who was dressed in cloth, appeared in the air and said respectfully, "Yes, Lord Ains."

"Oh~ Just keep up. We have gained a lot today. It's getting late. Let's go back to the Demon King's Castle first."

"Yes, Master Irons."

Finia nodded and followed Ains's steps, but her eyes were full of all kinds of curiosity. Everything she saw today made her too confused.

"Um... Lord Ains, may I ask... how did you determine that Constantine was a Berman spy?"

"Ah~ this..." Irons touched his chin and explained: "It's actually very simple, it's just that you, Finia, are not very familiar with the human world.

First of all, the decoration in Constantine's room is a very typical style of the southern human countries, and is also called the Byron style by the nobles of the southern countries, because this style was passed down from the Byron Empire eight hundred years ago.

So, if Constantine is a spy, then he is obviously from the Southern Kingdoms. As for why I am sure he is a Berman, it is because he has a row of stone nutcrackers on his windowsill. "

"nutcracker?"

This name made Finia a little confused. After all, she didn't know much about the human world and had no knowledge of this kind of object.

However, she did remember that there were some stone-carved soldier statues on Constantine's windowsill. That thing was called a nutcracker? It didn't look like a nutcracker, nor a nutcracker...

"Those stone-carved soldiers on the windowsills?"

"Yes, that thing is the Nutcracker, also known as the Walnut Soldier, a folk craft unique to the Berman Empire. A walnut head is placed on the wooden body, and the final product looks like those big-headed soldiers.

In addition, for a country that is willing to invest thousands of miles to plant spies in the Demon King's City, it can be basically determined that Constantine is a spy for the Berman Empire."

Finia suddenly realized, but was not too surprised. After all, this was a complete information gap. She had never been to the human world and didn't know what the Nutcracker was, so naturally she didn't understand what the decoration in Constantine's room represented.

Therefore, she was not discouraged, but she was very curious about why Ains knew so much about the Berman Empire.

"By the way, Mr. Irons, why do you know so much about the Berman Empire?"

"Why?" Irons chuckled and said, "It's simple. If your country is not far from a chauvinistic and fanatical country that is always thinking about killing everyone and unifying the world, then you must understand what their situation is like."

"chauvinism?"

It was another name that Finia didn’t understand, but Irons was patient enough. Seeing that Finia didn’t quite understand, he said directly: “Chauvinism, in simple terms, is a kind of extreme nationalism.

They advocate the nobility of their own race, the sanctity of their own country, and have an unequal desire to conquer and rule other neighboring countries.

After hearing Irons' explanation, Finia's expression became a little strange. She tilted her head, touched her chin, and asked a soul-searching question: "Is this extreme?"

"..."

This sentence made Ains silent. He almost forgot the era and environment he was in...

The demon dragon in front of him was able to kill Chen Sheng and Wu Guang with a mouthful of dragon spit when they shouted "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers really brave enough?", which really shows that he is a brave person.

As for the group of dragons like Finia, if they want to engage in chauvinism, there is really nothing to criticize.

"Well... it must be normal for you, but it's hard to say in the human world. After all, everyone in the human world is of the same race, so it's a bit extreme to want to engage in chauvinism."

"Yeah... that's true... But since they are the same race, who are they planning to conquer when they engage in chauvinism? Elves? Dwarves?"

"It's other humans."

"...Aren't you all the same race?"

"At least the Bermans don't think so... Oh, no, I should say that the people of every country in the entire southern countries don't think so.

Each of their countries is a chauvinist fanatic, with immense expectations and ambitions for their own country and nation.

Because they were split from a huge, unified and powerful empire."

"The Byron Empire... I heard from my elders that it was an extremely powerful human empire that was even able to directly compete with the Demon King's army at the time, causing the Demon King's army to be deadlocked in the war for several years."

A name that even the magic dragon Finia could remember, one can imagine how powerful the Byron Empire that unified the south was eight hundred years ago.

"Well, as the southern countries that split from the Byron Empire, each of them claims to be the orthodox Byron Empire, and each of them has the ambition to revive the glory of Byron and unify the entire South once again.

Today, there are two southern countries that have the strongest desire, the most ambition, and the greatest ability to accomplish this.

One is the Berman Empire, which is the most impressive and powerful country among the southern countries.

In the hundreds of years since its split, it has already annexed two neighboring countries. After so many years of keeping a low profile, their intention to conquer neighboring countries is basically obvious. "

"What about another one?"

"There is another one..." Speaking of this, Ains' expression became complicated, "The other one is the Duolun Empire under Catalina."

ps: I ran a picture of Trinity~

Chapter 160

The Disadvantages of Chauvinism

“Whether it’s the Berman Empire, the Principality of Norton, the Hull Empire, or even the Doron Empire where I assisted Catalina before, these southern countries all hope to become the second Byron Empire.

The royal families of these empires were deeply influenced by great power chauvinism, and every emperor believed that it was their duty to restore the glory of the Byron Empire.

Especially after I assisted Catalina in carrying out military and livelihood reforms in the Duolun Empire, the Duolun Empire is in an unprecedented era of prosperity.

This also makes Catalina's deep-rooted chauvinism gradually intensify. I think... No, I can be sure that without my restraint, Catalina will quickly declare war on other countries around her when she thinks the time is right. "

Listening to Irons sharing what he knew, Finia touched her chin and asked curiously, "Mr. Irons, do you hate this kind of chauvinism?"

"Me? I..." Hearing Finia's question, Irons curled his lips, and after thinking for a while, he said in an uncertain tone: "I can't be considered annoying, I just don't like overly radical ideas.

When chauvinism has a strong leader and a national foundation with sufficient potential, it is a powerful ideological foundation for mobilizing the people to expand outward.

However, the disadvantage of this idea is that it is too radical and will cause the country to fall into the quagmire of war. Especially once chauvinism spreads excessively among the people, it will bring huge backlash to the leaders. "