After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp~"

"..."

"Hmm, I got it... You should tell the other kings this news too."

Satan Ye nodded her head. She tilted her head, pondering the information Tipcapu had shared with her and Hilena... Hmm, how should she put it, the situation was indeed much better than they had imagined.

One might even say it was way better than they had hoped.

Dying and reviving at will... Such power was truly unimaginable for their current selves, but to be honest, this wouldn't really motivate everyone's morale.

The concept of life and death in this world, which already didn't hold much respect for the deceased nor held much reverence for killing, had now become even more meaningless.

"Hilena?"

Satan Ye asked the small Crimson Dragon Demon King beside her. By now, Hilena truly looked like a Demon King... Of course, the main reason was probably the magnificent cape she wore on her back.

The cape was indeed amusing, as though it inherently boosted one's "Authority +100."

"What's the matter, Your Highness Satan Ye?"

Hilena responded, and Satan Ye looked out into the busy scene from the room's window, watching the monsters continually moving the weapons for the decisive battle... She also looked at the now beautifully transformed Demon King Territory.

"How long do we have until departure?"

For Satan Ye's question, Hilena blinked. She remembered Satan Ye had just asked a while ago and answered, "In the afternoon... We have one more hour. We'll be departing soon."

As a very competent maid, Hilena had already discerned Satan Ye's emotions from her face, prompting her to gently place a hand on Satan Ye's head and ask, "Are you reluctant to leave?"

"..."

*Yes, of course she was reluctant...*

The current strategy was to abandon the Demon King Territory, allowing the World Tree Beast to destroy everything, and all the world's inhabitants would gather on the imperial plains for the final decisive battle... The probing had ended, and it was enough.

The World Tree Beast had no particular abilities, apart from its life being linked to the world's condition; it was simply exceptionally strong... Whether it attacked with the branches extending from its body or with its limbs.

Apart from *"negating all virtualization and softening evasion techniques,"* its attacks were straightforward, but even these were enough to make it nearly insurmountable for the entire world.

"Yes, I'm reluctant..."

Satan Ye said as she rested her face in her hands, looking out at the Demon King Territory... Whether it was the wheat fields or the pristine roads, everything was markedly different from the old Demon King Territory.

All these changes were brought by Yila.

"I'm not reluctant about specific things..."

Satan Ye pouted as she spoke. It wasn't these *"changes"* or particular things she was reluctant about; she kept talking, her voice becoming hoarse, and tears welling up in her eyes and starting to fall.

"The Demon King Territory... I've watched it improve bit by bit, watched Yila bustling around, listening to him constantly asking me... How to do this, how to handle that. I'm really reluctant to let go of these things."

She was reluctant to let go of the *"current state,"* to part with these cherished memories, yet she had to give them up, had to watch the World Tree Beast destroy them.

"..."

Hilena also didn't know how to comfort Satan Ye because she felt the same way... She looked out the window, seeing in a daze a group of goblins plowing the fields, shouting *"Long live Lord Yila!"*

Meanwhile, Yila was jotting down notes as he hurried along...

But coming back to reality, she could see only numerous anxious monsters... Their eyes filled with sadness and *"reluctance,"* along with some indescribable emotions.

Their feelings towards that being, the *"World Tree Beast"* that had ruined everything... Even though it appeared mindless and devoid of intellect, it was more detestable than any calamity.

Worse than taking one's pocket money, it was like tearing apart a child's favorite doll.

"Don't be sad..."

Finally, Hilena could only dryly say.

"I'm not sad."

Satan Ye said, and as she spoke, tears kept falling. Unable to wipe them away in time, her voice was strained with emotion: "I'm just very angry."

"..."

*Yes, Hilena understood... The emotion in the eyes of all the monsters and all the beings everywhere was a strange one. That feeling was called "anger;" it was rage, hatred, and fury.*

*Including herself, too.*

"Hilena, do you think Yila is watching us? Will he be angry?"

Satan Ye asked, and Hilena nodded affirmatively, "Of course, Lord Yila is surely angry. But... if he also dies, then after our deaths, we won't have anywhere to go."

"..."

"I hope Lord Yila can hold on."

"Yes."

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Serpent Shed looked at Yila. She couldn't help but ask while watching him, "Yila, are you angry? Hmm, you seem really upset... After all, you built all those changes with your own hands."

Yila squinted at the screen... Yes, he was quite angry.

"To say 'with my own hands' isn't exactly accurate."

He said, finishing his last sip of Coca-Cola and roughly crumpling the can with one hand before tossing it into the trash can. "I only provided the ideas and plans; the little monsters did the actual work."

But without a doubt, Yila had dedicated much effort.

Serpent Shed glanced at the trash can, at the crumpled cans, and mourned for them internally while realizing... *Yila was indeed quite furious.*

"Ahem, as they said, I hope you can hold on."

She couldn't help but remind him, "All that goodness rests on your spirit... If you die, then my sister and I will just have to escape with you and Satan Ye."

This was why the world was still holding together. If Yila himself died, there was no certainty that he would remain special after his resurrection... The beauty of everything might disappear.

The continuation of heritage and the world's survival could become mere castles in the sky.

"I know... I know."

He said, twitching his mouth as he sat on the couch, frowning at the World Tree Beast, which had precisely located and stomped on a dwarven bunker, crushing it beneath its foot.

Then, the World Tree Beast's next target... would be the Demon King Territory.

"..."

*Damn, I'm so angry!!!*

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Yila's Anger Levels: 33%