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

  Chapter 296 Ordinary Night Talk

   "Boom dong dong~ Ira-sama...Miss Orpheus is looking for you."

   "..."

   Orfi Ruth? Did she come to see me specifically?

Thinking of this, Ira stopped writing the quill, put the letter with wet ink on the table, and after thinking about it, she still didn't make a special trip to put the envelope away... It's not that I can't give Orfirus What to watch.

   "Come in."

  In Ira's voice, his room opened, and what came into view... was a succubus maid and two ghost maids, and Orpheus and some of her guards behind them.

  Afterwards, Orpheus walked in alone, while her guards stayed outside the room and closed the door.

  The maids didn't seem to be worried about Ira's safety at all, and they just dispersed to do their own things... It was in stark contrast to Orpheus's guards.

   But this is also very reasonable, after all...

   "If I want to harm you, the guards outside are meaningless."

  Ira said simply, and simply left her back to Orfirus. At this moment, he didn't feel as oppressive as you did at the negotiating table during the day. He said, "Please sit down."

   And this point, Orfi Ruth is also clear.

   "I know, but this is their job, no matter what the real situation is, they need to perform their duties as guards."

   Orpheus said, pulled out a chair under the table, and sat on it... In front of her was the table where the goblins used to eat pudding, and Topps used to eat sweet soup.

Ira also temporarily stopped his work, he simply turned his head, made a cup of very simple tea, and also made a cup for Orfi Ruth, he said: "It's so late, what are you looking for?" me?"

  This attitude...how should I put it?

Orfirus felt that Ira's attitude at the moment was a bit novel, she didn't show respect or arrogance, as if she was having a very simple conversation... Even in terms of their identities, it shouldn't be in this way.

   But it's interesting, as if the world should be like this.

   "It's still something related to the empire."

As for Orfirus' words, Ira also guessed roughly, he nodded and said: "If it is still an alliance, I think I have made it very clear during the day, we need a longer time to proceed." Discuss and consider."

  Looking at Ira who didn’t seem to be interested, Orfirus didn’t back down. She chose a more straightforward way and said, “It’s not [you], it’s [you]. Is this okay?”

  The subtext of this sentence is...

   "It's not the Demon King's Territory, but me... Is that so?"

  Ira said, he sat down and took a sip of tea. He felt that he might have understood what Orfirus was planning. He said, "Is this a resolution of the parliament or your idea?"

   This question hits the point.

   "The council has a set of proposals that belong to the council, but I thought of my proposal. I think...it might be easier if I contact you directly."

   In other words, the cost is less...

  Then, Ira really needs some time to think about what kind of answer she should make... Do you want to use the relationship between me and the [Ira faction] to disintegrate the empire from within?

  It seems that this congressman named Orpheus has real skills. At least she can see what the biggest problem of the empire is now, and she does have the means to use it.

  Isabella, probably can really hold them down... right?

  Now even Ira has some doubts about this, or he has never doubted that if he sends the letter back, which side will his own people choose... However, he doesn't even know what he thinks.

  Isabella may still be a little immature, and still needs a long time to learn... Facts have proved that she, who may not even be able to overcome this hurdle, really shouldn't consider the issue of becoming a teacher so quickly.

Stupid idiot.

Although Ira complained in her heart, he looked expressionless, which made Orfirus elusive. She took a sip of the golden tea around the edge, and then her eyes widened... It is relatively common and cheap.

  However, Ira's method seems to be too good.

   "It's delicious..."

Ira nodded to Orfirus' unbearable admiration, and he simply thanked, saying: "Thank you for the compliment, everyone said so... So, in fact, your idea is, let me write a letter back to the Empire , inciting my people to split?"

Orfi Ruth nodded, she lamented Ira's straightforwardness in this kind of thing, but it is undeniable that this is indeed very efficient, she said: "Yes, in fact, the empire now has such signs gone."

  Is that so? So... good luck, Isabella.

Thinking of this, Ira smiled, propped his chin, and said: "If this is your purpose, then I can only say sorry, I don't intend to do anything...Of course, I won't do anything you do stop."

   "..."

   "Ira, what do you want?"

  Olfi Ruth asked so bluntly, obviously...she has learned how to communicate with Ira quickly from Novak, and sometimes there is really no need to hide it.

   "A reliable and long-term partner, that's all... It has nothing to do with the camp in the war. That is something Satan Ye should consider, rather than letting me decide."

Ira said so, and looked at Orfirus who opened her mouth and didn't know what to say. He felt that the conversation was almost here, so he said flatly: "The honey dessert from the demon king's collar is delicious, let's leave You can find a slime chef to get a copy sometime."

   "..."

   And looking at him with inexplicable eyes, his mind is full of [So you are not the actual ruler of the Demon King? With the previous arrogant attitude, even the devil couldn't get in the way. Does she really have any objections? ] Orfirus nodded and stood up.

   "No need, I'm not from the Empire, and I don't have the habit of eating dessert before going to bed, but... it's better to be obedient than to be respectful."

  Olfi Ruth said so. Wearing a useless beautiful dress, she gave a noble salute to Ira, and said, "I understand, the conversation tonight was very pleasant... I wish you a sweet dream."

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   After all, I’m still a kid who can’t wait to head towards the kitchen…

  Ira thought so, he stuffed the table and chairs, and sat back at his work table. After thinking about it, he still tore up the letter paper in his hand, and crumpled strips of parchment randomly.

   Sure enough, there is still no need to send a letter back to the empire... No matter what happens, they will deal with it themselves.

  (end of this chapter)