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

Of course, although the previous intelligence department collapsed halfway, it also gave Ains some experience.

With these experiences, it was easy for Ains to open a "Magic Security Committee" of the same nature again.

Of course, the same nature does not mean the same methods. The difference between Duolun and Demon Realm is too great. Even if they are both intelligence and security departments, they have to make changes according to local conditions.

Among them, the most important change is the change in ideological program.

The reference object that Irons used to create the "Magic Security Committee" was the KGB, the top intelligence and security department of the Russians in their previous life, which silenced the Americans and made the British cry.

In the past, the KGB's reputation in the field of intelligence and security was basically known to everyone.

Compared with its expertise in the intelligence field, the most surprising thing about the KGB is that while they have the highest administrative priority of the Russians, they have always maintained their internal purity.

From the Cheka, the predecessor of the KGB, until the fall of the Russians, both the top and the bottom changed again and again in the wave of revisionism, but the KGB agents always maintained their own style, using their privileges to do what they should do.

The maintenance of this internal purity is the result of many factors, from the screening of new employees, to the meticulous ideological work, to the excellence of top-level leaders, and other conditions, which have created an organization that is unprecedented and will never be surpassed.

Among these conditions, the leader has already been solved, because this department is directly under his jurisdiction. Ains is not afraid of bragging, in the entire Demon Realm, there is no one more suitable for this position than him.

As for personnel screening, it is not a big problem. Judging from the current talent environment in Demon Realm, there are no screening conditions. This will be solved naturally after the education system is improved.

Of course, for now, Ains already has a good candidate in mind, and that candidate is the head maid Finia.

Whether in terms of her ability to get things done or her loyalty to Margaret, Finia is an impeccable choice, except for her sometimes inexplicably bizarre train of thought, which is harmless.

Finally, and the real key, is the ideological work on the agents. This is the real magic weapon that allows the KGB agents in the previous life to maintain their purity.

As for ideological work...

Irons stopped writing, thought for a while, then took out a red notebook from the documents beside him. When he opened it, he saw that it was filled with Irons' notes.

This is the ideological program that Ains prepared for the future demons in the Demon Realm, and it is still in the writing stage.

Of course, despite its popular cover, the content inside is not completely copied from Marx’s thoughts in his previous life.

In other words, even if he copied it, Irons couldn't remember so much.

In addition to the fact that Irons really can't remember all of Marx's big works, another point is that the situation of the demons is very special. Faced with a situation where the demons must conquer the outside world to have a future, fundamentalism is not desirable. Irons wants to adopt a take-what-is-use approach and use whatever is useful.

Therefore, some parts of the content in the entire notebook are more faithful to Lao Ma's thoughts, while some of them incorporate some adaptations made by Irons to the customs and current situation of the entire Demon Realm.

Finally, this ideological program of socialism with Chinese characteristics was formed.

This book has not been completed yet. After all, Irons’ understanding of the entire Demon Realm is still incomplete.

Of course, in addition to this point... Irons did not finish writing it because of another concern.

How should I hand over what I have written to Margaret? How should I convince Margaret to promote what I have written?

Even more, can Margaret accept what she wrote? Will she repeat the same mistake again and give these things to the wrong person at the wrong time...

Thinking of this, Ains' eyes gradually became dull, and his thoughts went back to the night many years ago when he and Catalina discussed the Doron Empire together.

At that time, his relationship with Catalina had basically reached the point of being inseparable. The queen believed in him, and he also believed in Catalina.

He took it for granted that at this point it was time to tell her everything he had been imagining.

That night, he spoke excitedly and boldly, saying everything he had always wanted to say but did not dare to say due to the times and Catalina's identity.

At that time, he was extremely confident that he would be able to convince this enterprising empress, and believed that this empress could lead Duolun to a brighter path for his future.

However, when he finished his speech and looked at Catalina expectantly, the response he received was not the recognition he expected.

Instead, Catalina looked at him with a rather forced smile, and then said in a comforting tone: "Ains, you drank too much tonight. I'll let the maid take you back to rest..."

How did he and Katarina get to that point? The process was so long that Irons himself couldn't explain it clearly.

However, he clearly remembered the alienation contained in Katharina's last expression that night. It was the first time that Irons and Katharina had been alienated from each other since they met...

From then on, Irons clearly felt that a sad barrier had been built between him and Catalina, and the two hearts that were about to shine together also began to separate at that moment...

Now, it was a familiar situation again. The union between him and Margaret was even closer than that between him and Catalina.

But...is this combination of emotion and body really enough for me to hand the book in my hand to Margaret?

Ains fell into deep thought and worry...

"Dear~"

Just as Irons was in the midst of anxiety over the decision, he was startled by Margaret's affectionate call.

He hurriedly stuffed the red notebook in his hand back into the pile of documents, making sure Margaret didn't notice it.

On the other side, Margaret came to Ains with a plate of snacks and placed it on his desk. She looked at the documents on Ains' desk, which were just as many as hers, and said with a smile, "Don't be a workaholic. Combine work and rest."

Irons suppressed his uneasiness, showed a gentle smile, picked up the snacks brought by Margaret and ate them, and said, "I have to work~ After all, there are too many things to do now... Woo... Did you do this?"

"Hmm~ How is it? It's delicious~"

Ains felt the extremely strong sweetness in his mouth, nodded and praised with a smile: "Hmm~ Very delicious, very sweet~"

"Hehe~ As long as you think it tastes good, that's fine~"

Margaret held her head high with great pride, feeling extremely proud that her craftsmanship had once again been recognized by Irons.

However, she didn't notice the hint of patience in Irons' expression.

Why could Irons tell that this was Margaret's work right away? It's simple... this dessert is so sweet!

When it comes to cooking skills, Irons can give Margaret a thumbs up, but when it comes to baking pastries, Irons can only give a polite yet awkward smile.

The reason is very simple, that is, Margaret's demand for sweetness in snacks has reached an incredible level, she is extremely fond of sweets!

Whenever Margaret makes desserts, she adds sugar and honey as if they were free. The final product will make your blood sugar level fluctuate after taking a bite.

And Irons’ preference for desserts can be summed up in two words…not sweet.

So, as for the desserts made by Margaret... he really couldn't afford it, but he didn't want to spoil the fun of Margaret who made the desserts herself, so he could only say "not bad" against his will, and then immediately change the subject.

"By the way, Margaret, um...this is for you."

After silently putting the snacks back on the plate, Irons took out a manuscript from a pile of documents and handed it to Margaret.

"Huh? What is this?"

Margaret took it curiously, took a look at it, and found that it seemed to be a speech manuscript.

Ains immediately explained: "I don't know what the process was for the Demon King to send troops to attack in the past.

But from now on, we need to let our people know why we go to war, and let our troops know why they fight.

From today on, our Demon King Army will have a legitimate reason to fight!"

Chapter 172

Is this your first time? Me too

The reorganized Demon King's army is divided into three different types of armies according to their size and function.

The first type of army is composed of large demons such as trolls, large beast-headed demons, and wendigos.

The second type of army is composed of medium-sized demons such as demons, succubi, medium-sized beast-headed demons, and scale demons.

The third type of army is composed of small demons such as the little devils, small beast-headed demons, and fog demons.

Of course, although they are divided into three types of armies, they are not trained separately from each other. Instead, according to the needs of the army, monsters are allocated from the three types of armies to form specialized or all-round armies.

Therefore, after the reorganization of the Demon King's army, there was an unprecedented racial integration in the barracks.

The previous idea of ​​division based on race has been completely overturned, and replaced by a more scientific, more integrated and diverse corps configuration.

After the disarmament and reorganization, this new military reorganization system was implemented from top to bottom. The framework has been completed, and the next step is to fill it in.

Therefore, after the disarmament and reorganization, a new round of conscription began. The green-skinned troll Hal relied on his good physical fitness to join the new army in this round of conscription.

The corps he was assigned to was the newly formed Sixth Army Assault Corps.

As the name suggests, the mission of this corps is to carry out offensive operations, so in the distribution of demons in the army, the proportion of trolls like Hal is quite high.

A considerable number of these trolls are troll refugees who immigrated from Troll Ridge like Hal.

The reasons why they came to join the army were surprisingly the same, all for the purpose of following the Demon King's army to fight against the Troll Lord.

For example, in the dormitory tent where Hal was assigned, there were more than fifty demons in total, and at least half of them were trolls like Nanming like himself.

So, although he had just arrived, Hal did not feel awkward at all. On the contrary, being with so many like-minded trolls made him feel even more comfortable than being home!

When he was in Troll Ridge, Hal also served in the military. However, serving in the military in Troll Ridge was completely different from serving in the Demon City!

Not to mention other things, just the most basic living environment. When serving in the military in Troll Hill, they lived in a hole they dug themselves, and then spread a linen blanket inside. That was where they ate, drank, defecated and urinated.

Due to the poor sanitary conditions, the military camp was always filled with a foul smell of excrement.

And once it starts to get hot, flies, mosquitoes, maggots and fleas become a traditional art that they have to deal with.

In addition to the harsh environment, heavy tasks and inhumane superiors, the severity of life in the barracks has been aggravated.

The officers of Troll Ridge are soldiers on the surface, but in fact, they are slaves. Those officers are just supervisors in different names.

The work of soldiers like Hal was also to do work similar to that of slaves under the orders of officers, such as working in mines, farming, and building palaces.

The only difference is that once you enter the military camp, you have to do one more thing, which is to fight with the group of trolls outside the territory to prevent them from harassing the territory.

Moreover, the military leaders in the barracks were even more ruthless when fighting the trolls than the ordinary overseers.

Having never seen any other military camps, Hal assumed that all of them looked the same.

Even before joining the army of Demon King's City, he had prepared himself mentally. As long as he could follow the main force to fight against the Troll Lord, he could endure no matter how rotten the military camp of Demon King's City was!

And when he really joined the army of the Demon King's City, he finally knew...it turned out that the military camp of the Demon King's City would allocate accommodation to the soldiers instead of letting the soldiers dig holes in the ground to live in!

This tent, this bed, this mat, this pillow...

Hal lay on his bed holding an axe, looking at the top of the tent and listening to the noisy conversations of his future comrades around him. His sense of belonging to the Demon King's City soared!

Moreover, this environment, this hygiene, these facilities... It's so beautiful, the Demon King's City Barracks! Hal even felt that the air in the barracks was filled with a sweet fragrance!

"It's time for dinner! Take your assigned lunch boxes and eat! Line up in rows according to your beds!"

Well, no wonder it smells so good, it seems like it’s time to eat…

Hal felt a little embarrassed and put down the axe in his arms. Then he stood up, picked up the tableware distributed in the barracks, and followed the example of other trolls to line up for meals.

"Hey, brother, that's a nice axe. It's not issued by the army, right? Did you bring it yourself?"

A red-skinned troll standing behind Hal glanced at the axe on Hal's bed and made some comments.

Hal looked at the troll behind him with some surprise. The troll was in close contact with him, but he had never talked to him before as he had just arrived.

But Hal remembered that this troll seemed to be very talkative. When he entered the tent, he saw this troll chatting happily with other demons, talking from one end to the other, and it seemed that he knew all the demons in the tent.

Seeing that he had no ill intentions, Hal smiled and nodded and said, "Ah, yes, one of my elders gave it to me. He told me to take his axe to the battlefield and fight against the Troll Lord on his behalf."

"Oh? From what you said, you seem to be an immigrant troll from Troll Hill?"

"Yes...you're not?"

"Ha~ I'm not. I was born in the Demon King's Castle and was thrown into the Demon King's Army by my father. How should I put it... I thought I would never have the chance to go to the battlefield in this lifetime, but I didn't expect that Queen Margaret would actually send troops to fight in her lifetime."

"You seem to have been a soldier for a long time?"

The troll showed a proud look, patted his chest and said: "You have been a veteran for more than ten years. Judging from your appearance, this is your first time in the barracks, right? You have been looking around since you came in~"

"Um... As far as the Demon King's Castle is concerned... it is true."

"Hahaha~ Then get used to it. If you have any questions, ask me. After all these years, I basically know everything about the entire military camp~

Although the entire Demon King Army has recently undergone a major overhaul due to some internal military issues, I still know the interpersonal relationships in some military camps very well~"

Listening to the troll's familiar tone, Hal finally understood why this troll could chat with so many soldiers.

He didn't really dislike this kind of familiar demon, so he shook his hand in a friendly manner and said, "Thank you, my name is Hal."

"Hal, right? My name is Lando~"

Just when the two trolls were about to get to know each other better, a troll wearing heavy armor and a resolute face opened the curtain and walked into the tent, standing next to the cook who was serving meals to the soldiers.

Upon seeing this demon, Lando immediately patted Haier on the shoulder, winked at him quietly, and introduced him: "Hey, brother, look at that big and strong troll officer, he is a big demon.

Troll General Gru, the leader of our assault corps, came to the dormitory in person. Hiss... I'm afraid he has something important to announce..."

As soon as Lando finished speaking, the demon general Gru picked up his loud voice and shouted, "Listen up, you bastards! Eat quickly! After dinner, gather at the big square!

Everyone must be present! No one is allowed to be late! Do you understand! ? "