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

"understand……"

"Bang!"

Listening to the mixed responses in the tent, Demon General Gru slapped the iron table where the rice bucket was placed. The sound was as harsh and strong as the collision of steel, which severely shocked the ears of everyone present.

"TNND, you bastards, have you grown so big for nothing? You only grow taller but not braver, right? Show me your spirit! I'll ask you again! Do you understand?"

"understand!"

"…That's it!? Damn, I'll ask you again after dinner! Your voice must be louder than it is now! You all have manly bodies but feminine voices! All of you combined can't have a louder voice than mine!

Do you know why I came here to greet you little bastards? I'm telling you! The Demon King will give a pre-war mobilization speech to everyone in the Demon King's City, including you!

"You bastards, if you still act like this when the devil is giving a speech later, don't stay in the barracks any longer! Get out of here!"

Hal stood among the soldiers, listening to the powerful roar of the demon general Gru, and was deeply shocked. He quickly turned his head to look at Rado behind him and asked, "Hey! Brother... what's going on? The demon king wants to cheer us up?"

Lando seemed to fall silent about this. Finally, he smiled jokingly and said, "Haha~ Is this the first time for a new recruit to see this?"

"Uh-huh……"

"Hey, this is the first time for me, a veteran."

Chapter 173

Demon Lord remembers

"I heard that the Demon King is going to give a speech in the square?"

"Yes, I see there are notices posted in the square. Generally speaking, what is written on the notices cannot be wrong!"

"Oh my gosh! I have to go and see it!"

"Come to think of it, I have only seen the Demon King a few times. I remember the last time I saw the Demon King in public was three years ago!"

"Khan... at least you have seen him. When I went to the Demon King's Castle two years ago, I didn't even know what the Demon King looked like... since you have seen him, can I ask what the Demon King looks like? I heard many people say that the Demon King is very beautiful. Is that true?"

"Real! Genuine goods at a great price!"

"How does it compare to those succubus mothers?"

"Oh my god, brother, who are you comparing it to? How can those succubus mothers compare their beauty with the Demon King? You should at least compare it to the succubus warden Sophia!"

"But, I think that compared to Warden Sophia...these older mothers are obviously more coquettish and prettier..."

"Hey~ You are so vulgar! So vulgar!"

"Fuck, I'm just a vulgar person, I just like big butts, big vaginas and little clothes, what's wrong with that!?"

"Stop arguing! Hurry up and go to the square! Damn, all these guys rushed out after hearing the Demon King's speech! Just keep arguing, and in the end you won't even be able to find your place!"

Finally, after being reminded by a sober person, the drinking buddies in the tavern came to their senses, and then immediately rushed out of the bar and followed the crowd of the entire Demon King's City and rushed to the square.

And such scenes not only happened in the tavern, but also in every corner of the Demon King's City!

Regardless of gender, age, race, physical condition, or whether the industry they work in is shameful, they all dressed up and flocked to the square just to catch a glimpse of the Demon King.

Such a terrifying flow of people caused great headaches for the newly established police department. Not to mention managing the order of the square, it was difficult for the police themselves to stand firm in such a large flow of people!

In a physical sense, I felt what a vast ocean of people is!

Because there were so many people pouring in, the entire square and the surrounding streets were filled, and no one paid attention to the monsters that claimed to be coming in later to watch.

So, this group of demon residents put their little brains to good use. Since there were no standing tickets left, they decided to vote by hanging!

At the request of the little demons, the larger demons turned into human platforms. A large number of little demons could be seen everywhere, hanging directly on large monsters such as trolls or minotaurs.

The several wooden stakes and street lamps in the square were covered with people, and the buildings on the surrounding streets and the corridor windowsills were also crowded with people.

Even some more flexible monsters directly occupied the roofs, making the roofs of these buildings crowded with demon people.

Such a grand spectacle really surprised the Demon Lord Engla who was in charge of giving the speech. Looking at the endless sea of ​​people in front of him, the feeling was even more magnificent than when he assembled his own army.

At this moment, Engla finally had a clear idea of ​​the entire population of the Demon King's City.

What is the Demon King, who is eagerly awaited by tens of thousands of residents of the Demon King's Castle, doing at this moment...

"Dear, give your wife a kiss to encourage her~"

"...You're about to go on stage, and you're still playing this..." Irons muttered as he stood behind the scenes, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, watching Margaret who was humanely asking for a kiss.

Margaret didn't think there was anything wrong with this: "Why not? Didn't you say there should be a sense of ceremony? When your wife goes on stage to give a speech, you, as a husband, give her a kiss to encourage her. Isn't that a special sense of ceremony?"

"Uh... Alas~"

Irons smiled helplessly, speechless at Margaret's twisted logic. In the end, he still followed her request and kissed Margaret on the lips.

Irons originally planned to just give a kiss as a token of his affection, but Margaret obviously felt that this was not satisfying enough, so she simply hugged Irons and sucked his lips hard, and then gave Irons a wet French kiss in front of everyone behind the scenes.

As for this, except for a few newcomers who were extremely surprised, most of the behind-the-scenes staff were basically emotionally stable and were no longer surprised by it. They had become accustomed to the Demon King and his husband's willful behavior of showing off their love regardless of the occasion or environment.

After the wet kiss, Irons glared at Margaret with a hint of anger, then touched his lips which were swollen from being sucked, and snorted.

Margaret licked her lips with an unsatisfied expression, and it seemed that she wanted to do it again.

Irons glared at Margaret to make her give up her idea, and then reminded her seriously: "Margaret, be serious, you are about to go on stage to give a speech!

Have you remembered all the methods I told you before about how to mobilize emotions and liven up the atmosphere during a speech? And have you memorized the speech?"

Margaret patted her plump chest and assured Irons: "Don't worry, Irons, I won't let you down~"

Then, at a speed that made Irons unable to react, she tapped his forehead again, smiled sweetly, and turned to the stage in the square.

But the moment she came on stage, Margaret's playfulness that belonged only to Irons disappeared without a trace, and in her place was a devil who strode on the stage with powerful steps and head held high, Queen Margaret.

"Ta Tata..."

As Margaret's high heels made crisp sounds on the stone floor, the noise in the crowded square quickly died down as if it had heard a command.

All the demons stretched their heads to look at the female demon king, looking at her noble and stern face, her tall and proud posture, and the domineering aura of a demon king in her eye masks.

Just by stepping onto the stage, the sense of oppression that Margaret brought to the people of Demon City was enough to make the heart rates of those waiting for the speech rise.

In the square, on the roof, in the military camp, on the city wall... countless pairs of eyes were staring at Margaret, waiting for her to say her first words!

but……

One second, two seconds, three seconds... ten seconds... half a minute...

Amid the eager anticipation of countless demons, Margaret actually stood on the stage and remained silent!

Why didn't the Demon King speak? Everyone couldn't help but wonder, even the two Demon Lords standing behind the scenes were confused, this...did the Demon King forget his words when he went on stage?

Was this a mistake?

The two demon kings couldn't help but come forward and wanted to ask Ains something, but Ains just waved his hand and smiled slightly, then pointed to the group of residents of the Demon King's City who were waiting for Margaret to speak.

These residents did not make any commotion because of Margaret's silence. On the contrary, they seemed to have turned into Margaret's followers and remained silent together. No one chose to make a sound.

Because they were afraid that if they turned their heads or were distracted, they would miss the first sentence Margaret said.

Therefore, they held their breath and waited in silence, patience, and doubt with great excitement!

These few minutes of intentional silence not only prevented any problems from occurring, but also completely livened up the atmosphere of the entire speech!

The expectations in everyone's hearts seemed to gather together and become a force, and Margaret's silence was a pair of hands, pulling the speech to its full extent like a bowstring, just waiting for her to choose the right time to shoot the arrow!

Just like that, after a long silence, Margaret spoke.

Her first sentence was not a greeting to the residents, nor an introduction to herself, but a series of names...

"Chris, Carter, Enzos, Barna, Santana, Gerson, Beatrice, Anzhe, Barut..."

At the beginning, when the Demon King started calling out names for no reason at the beginning, everyone couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.

However, as more and more names were mentioned, some demons in the square began to react.

"That's my father's name! He died on the way from Troll Ridge to Demon King's City!"

"That's my daughter's name! She was not even two years old when she died!"

“My husband’s name is in it!”

"My wife! That's my wife's name! She left the last bite of food for me and starved to death!"

"That's my father's name! He was beaten to death by the overseers of Troll Hill!"

At the same time, in the military camp, Kevin, the harpy who was reassigned to a new messenger squadron, couldn't help but tremble when he heard the first four names announced by the Demon King, which he would never forget.

The other teammates around him also focused their attention on the messenger whose wounds had not yet healed.

Kevin the Harpy couldn't help but excitedly mutter to himself: "My Lord Demon... She really remembered them all! She really did remember them all!"

Chapter 174

The enemies of the Demon Realm are not outside!

The entire broadcast of names lasted for several minutes, and as the people spread the news by word of mouth, they finally understood that all the names uttered by the Demon King had one thing in common.

That is, they are all refugees who died directly or indirectly because of the tyranny of the Troll Lord!

As the names were announced one by one, the seemingly endless list made the residents of the Demon King's Castle feel an indescribable sense of oppression and anger.

Especially this death list, which was not far away from them. Every time a name came out, they could hear screams or cries coming from not far away.

The families of the dead were standing next to each other. Although the Troll Lord was thousands of miles away, his cruelty could radiate all the way to the Demon City!

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Margaret stopped announcing the list. Then, there was another half minute of silence, allowing the audience to digest the grief brought by this list.

Then, she began the formal content of her speech.

“In the list just now, some of them are farmers, some are absent from work, some are over a hundred years old, and some are babies who were only a few days old.

Some of them were born in Troll Ridge and lived under the shadow of the Troll Lord since childhood. They were poor trolls who were exploited and oppressed. Some of them had nothing to do with Troll Ridge, but in order to complete their tasks, they were killed by the Troll Lord in order to harm other trolls.

You should have noticed that they all have one thing in common, that is, they all died because of the brutality of the Troll Lord...

But, in fact, they have another thing in common..."

Margaret paused as she spoke. This sudden pause made everyone look forward to what Margaret would say next.

Seeing the emotions being aroused, Margaret spread her arms and shouted loudly: "Another common point is that they are all my people, Margaret!

They are my Margaret's soldiers! They are the farmers of my Margaret's territory! They are the craftsmen! They are the miners! Those newborns are the future talents of Margaret's territory!

They came to the Demon King's Castle with hope and loyalty to me, Margaret, seeking my protection, but in the end they all died on the way!

When I learned these names, these demons, I was furious! I was angry at the Troll Lord! Because it was his cruelty that caused these people to die!

But... after being angry, I thought about it carefully and found that maybe it wasn't the Troll Lord who was wrong... but me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar among the crowd in the entire square, and some emotional demons began to shout loudly.

"Quack! It's not your fault, Lord Demon! It's all the fault of the Troll Demon Lord!"

"Master Demon! Their deaths have nothing to do with you!"

"It's not your fault, Demon Lord! It's the cruelty of the Troll Lord that forced us to leave our homeland!"

Facing the excited people, Margaret waved her hand, signaling everyone to calm down.

It has to be said that as the Demon King, Margaret's prestige among the people of Demon City is unquestionable. With a wave of her hand, the entire square fell silent again.

“I know that some people don’t think so and want to excuse me, but the fact is that I am to blame for the deaths of these people!

The biggest mistake I made was not killing the bastard Troll Lord who exploited my people right away! Instead, I let him continue to do evil in Troll Ridge!

If it weren't for my indulgence, my people would not have suffered because of him, nor would they have died because of him. If it weren't for my turning a blind eye, my soldiers would not have died in his hands and become food to satisfy his hobbies!

So, after going through so much, I finally figured it out. I must take action for my past mistakes! I must launch a crusade against the Troll Lord for my people!

I want to make the Troll Lord understand that the trolls in his territory are not his slaves! They are not toys that he can destroy at will! They are my people, Margaret!

My people, you should understand that I am not a warlike demon king. In the decades since I took office, I have not carried out any military actions, nor have I launched any conquests against the human world.

Because I was thinking, among the more than seventy demon kings before me, there has never been a demon king who successfully governed the human world.

Therefore, I hope to lead Demon World to another future through a different path.

At the same time, I have been thinking, why? Why in the history of our Demon Realm for thousands of years, there has never been a demon king who can successfully conquer humans?