Chapter 700 – [A Journey to the Demon World]

The fact that I am trying to spray the spirits on the dreamers through Korma is not simply an enemy out of pity. This is public opinion management in preparation for when Korma becomes the Demon King.

To the dream horse, energy is essential, and although it is possible to live on ordinary food, it is literally only a life support.

In order to be stronger and rise to a higher position, a high quality and many spirits were absolutely necessary. Before Korma became an adult, there was no big difference from the dreamer seen here, but now it seems like he has a high chance of eating a lot of my spirit and becoming the next demon king.

And now Korma can give them a chance.

To find pearls in the mud, at least without regular worries right now, and in the long run.

There may be children with promising futures in this town where dreamers live. If you have enough energy, you can spread your wings, but there may be children who do not know how to grow properly due to lack of energy.

Find them, give them grace, and make them on Korma’s side. If that happens, at least you will be able to create a support group that will support Korma after death.

To a new generation, not to the existing vested interests.

“As demons have a long lifespan, the generation change is slow. Even if you sow seeds now, you can reap them long after I die.”

“You are sowing seeds in various ways.”

“……Is sex dripping a dreamer’s specialty?”

Rumors were left to the children of the orphanage. It was more natural and better to spread it through the mouths of children who had already received the benefits and ate their fill.

For about two days, rumors spread, and no one came because the rumors were uncertain.

But on the third day, the first guest came. A slightly skinny female dreamer came to her orphanage with her newborn baby.

“Uh, uh… Hey, is this a place where spirits are given out for free?”

“Ah, yes. That’s right. Do you need a routine?”

“This kid is better than me…”

Like a woman’s mother, she took care of her child before her own. No matter how much the demons are, motherhood seems to be separate.

Korma held her baby’s tiny hand and pumped her spirits. The child who was quietly breathing regains her vitality and smiles brightly.

“Thank you! Thank you so much!

“I think you’ll need it too, would you like some?”

“Is that okay…?”

“It’s okay, I have enough regularity.”

Even if there are thousands or tens of thousands of dream demons living near the castle, it can be covered sufficiently. It may take some time, but other than that there were no problems.

The first time anything is difficult. After the first guest came, word gradually spread and sparse guests began to come.

However, since the weak are not always good, there are often guys who are like the truth.

“Give me more regularity!!!! This isn’t enough!”

“Yes? But it would be a big deal if I gave more than that.”

“Give me more!!!”

“……….I see”

But I didn’t really need to use my hands any more. Korma, with her hard face, silently added more of her spirit.

“Yeah, this… 100k?! Kkeok?! Kkeukk?!?! Kkeaaaaan”

“Excessive greed is a law that harms the body. Take that spirit to the next world with no jade money.”

The male dreamer, who wanted more energy, vomited blood and died.

Of course, even Korma, who has a lot of talent, suffered from malnutrition, but he ate my spirit to expand his bowl, but if the dreamer consumes too much of my spirit, he will die.

Korma’s bowl is also large, but the bowl is made of titanium, and the other one is a fragile ceramic bowl.

I got rid of the corpse in moderation. But when I see Korma killing people like that, I feel like I won’t worry too much about becoming the Demon Lord…

“Your Highness has allowed it, so it’s okay to give them energy, but I don’t like people who cross the line either.”

“It’s a big deal when you get used to killing people, but… But there’s nothing I can do about it.”

In a civilized society, you have to be able to kill people in order to survive. I have to kill my opponent to live. Are you going to just give up?

Anyway, the regular support project was a big success. After about a week, the front door of Ethel’s orphanage was forming a city.

“At this level, wouldn’t the regularity be insufficient?”

“That’s quite a lot. Seeing that it’s full up to the front, it should be four digits.”

“I’d rather write an alter ego.”

“Oh, there is a way.”

You can also supply regularity with your alter ego. And likewise, regular supply and demand is possible with an alter ego.

In the orphanage room briefly rented for regular supplies, Korma’s alter ego, which looked like triplets, took off her clothes with an alluring smile.

“Aaaaa! Duty defense battle is tripled!”

“Your Highness, please take off your clothes too.”

“Would you like to touch my chest?”

“I’ll kiss you”

Even with one person, there are 3 beauties of the country! And! Happy boss!

The efficiency is no joke since the three Kormas are close enough to absorb my spirit. Outside, dozens of Korma’s alter egos were distributing energy to the dreamers, but it was enough to cover them.

“Huh? But isn’t the number a bit high? It seems like the number of alter egos is in the double digits, but aren’t they close to a hundred?”

“This is the Demon World. Our original power on the continent is diminishing.”

“So I can use more power here.”

“Even now, it’s not difficult to do regular distribution and cleanup at the same time.”

“……Did I do anything wrong? If I had enough regular supplies, I think I could do it all by myself.”

While thinking about the common sense that people can’t live alone, I remembered that such common sense doesn’t work for Korma. At this rate, I think I’ll be able to devour a force alone.

“Ah, no, you must have a Highness”

“Ah, that’s right. You have to have enough energy to be able to use your alter ego.”

“It’s not because of the regularity.”

“With Your Highness, I can work harder. It motivates me.”

“……It’s kind of crazy because you guys keep taking turns talking.”

Even if you stay still, Korma’s alter egos will automatically suck out your energy. Two Kormas were facing each other, licking my cock like a lollipop between them, while the other leaned over and kissed me.

To be honest, I’d rather play one-on-one than play with a group of people like this… It’s because I feel like I’m giving them less love.

Then all of Korma’s alter egos reacted to something, startling.

“What’s the matter?”

“I think an uninvited guest came.”

“Oh, I didn’t know because I didn’t care.”

In the middle of sex, there was no time to worry about the outside. It was noisy outside, so some of the noise was drowned out.

Wanting something, I put on my clothes and went outside and found the children huddled in front of our room.

“Wow… The regularity is amazing”

“Ugh, somehow I think I’ll become a woman when I grow up…”

“Korma-nee is married to such an amazing person, and I am also with that older brother… Hmm”

“Did the Mongma kids have bare feet even when they were young?”

I don’t really say anything about being curious about that. Because these are kids who literally live off of it. For humans, it would be strange to scold people for learning how to use chopsticks while eating.

Anyway, when I went outside, there was a commotion in the orphanage garden. And the source of the commotion was a dreamer with dark pink hair like Korma.

“Who is in charge of this place!!!!”

Quite strong. Apparently, even in the Rem clan, it seemed like a dreamer with a high position. He shouts loudly and kicks people out here and there and turns them into shit.

One of Korma’s clones nearby came up to me and explained the situation.

“What is it, a Rem clan guy? The demon lord will take my side, but why are you like that?”

“That person is one of the tax collectors under the direct control of the Demon King.”

“The tax collector? No, the tax collector says that shit? Is there any tax arrears?”

“That’s not the case, because the dreamer’s tax collector is different.”

I heard about it from Korma.

The Demon King needs regularity to maintain his position. However, in order to gather the energy needed by the Demon King, he had to spend quite a bit of time against a man with that much energy. As a demon king, there are many things to do, but it is inefficient.

So the tax collector came out. Part of the tax is paid on a regular basis, and as a result, the regular is presented to the demon lord.

However, just as there is the word tax thief, there are also those who embezzle. There are guys who have become stronger that way. So, the tax collector means that only those who are trusted by the devil can do it.

“Are you in charge of this place!!”

“……For now, if you’re looking for someone who was distributing the spirit here, then I’m right.”

“Looking at the head, it’s the Rem clan. But whose order are you daring to share the spirit?”

“Yes?”

“If you have such a spirit, of course you should give the truth to His Majesty the Demon King! Why are you doing useless things for the people of the lower classes like this!!!”

With that, the story is over. I didn’t have to do any more.

This bastard is full of a sense of the elect, without noblesse oblige, or at least without compassion. He may be good-natured to squeeze the taxes, but here and now he was nothing more than a confessional that he was an idiot.

Looking around, there was no attendant following this guy. I guess I’m going alone because I’m helpless enough… Then the story is easier.

“I paid the tax I had to pay separately, not with regular money. There’s no tax I have to pay, and I’m just distributing the regular I have. What’s the problem?”

“The problem is spraying the lower class people who can’t be saved at all with that kind of energy!! And you’ve already paid the taxes? Are you sure there won’t be any problems if I investigate myself!!”

“Yes, I was transferred, but I am a direct descendant.”

“……What is it?”

Only then did the tax collector’s expression change slightly. Until now, it seemed that Korma was just a collateral of the Rem clan.

“Keuhmm, even so, stop this useless waste. If you have such a regularity, shouldn’t you present the truth to the Demon King?”

“I’m getting mad because I want to hear it. Hey, come out”

“What else are you… Kuk?!”

Baaaaa!!!!

I’ll crush his face At once, more than half of the corn was removed, and several of the bones in his face were cracked after his nasal bone was shattered.

Among the dreamers, they belong to the strong axis, but in the end, they are no more than a fistful.

“Nooooo!! Nooooo!!!!!”

“Pronunciation is leaky. Oh, I didn’t want to see that, but I shouldn’t have shaken the corn.”

“E-Are you thinking you’ll be safe even after doing this!!!”

“Do you know who I am?”

I grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. Blood flowed from his nose and dripped onto the floor.

Survival of the fittest is really good. I don’t know if it’s a civilized society, but it’s okay to do that in a less developed place. After all, having power is the most comfortable way to live.

“My name is Worst Von Frontier. I am a guest brought to the Demon Realm by the Maou-nim’s direct order.”

“F-Frotier? The first one of Daeryu…!!!”

“Corma, who is doing this now, is married to me, and the spirit she distributes is completely mine, unmixed with anyone else’s. But how can your son-in-law interfere with me by sharing it?”

Yes, it’s good to collect taxes. Tax delinquents with money are also people who think they want to collect taxes after losing half of it.

But even if you can’t give alms, don’t break the gourd. Ah, this proverb has the same metaphor as this situation.

“I’ll have an audience with my demon lord and talk about you. One tax collector will give you one, but Korma will give you more regularity. What can you do after being fired from the tax collector?”

“Uh, uh uh!! Je, Zeba, Zeba, Zabir……!!!”

“If you do something like tax collection, you must have bought a lot of grudges, right? Since you’re strong, you probably won’t get hit with a knife in the back alley, but with that face, it will be difficult to find a job again.”

Mongma is a handsome and beautiful woman. There is not a single one of her ugly sons and daughters. Even the ugliest of the dream demons I saw here was a beauty that would explode in popularity by human standards.

But I’ll stick to that face. Even if you crush it and treat it, it won’t go back to its original state.

The dreamer who has to live on that side is over when her face is ruined. For him, the only way to obtain spirit from now on is to obtain it by force, but… There will eventually be a limit to that.

A strong dream horse needs a suitable amount of energy. But will an opponent who can take it by force satisfy that spirit?

Eventually, the guy falls to the floor.

As he spoke of himself as an incorrigible underclass.

“I don’t know when the next time I’ll see you, but it would be nice if you came here to beg.”

“Aaaaa!!!!”

Then, don’t break the gourd from this side.