The soil in the Demon Realm is barren of grass, like the black-brown ground that has been burned by magma, exuding a burning sensation similar to fire. The scalding temperature can burn through the thick soles of the shoes. The poisonous mist, as long as you smell it, you will be poisoned and die. This is the most common description of the demon world in the book.

But if it was true as they said, how could there be so many demons living there?Without food and water, even the demons cannot survive.

Therefore, in my guess, although the devil world is not like a paradise where a hundred flowers are blooming, the birds are not so harsh, and the conditions are not so harsh. No matter how bad it is, it should be like the dark canyon. The moon in the sky has an extremely dense vegetation community. Even if there is such a magma area that is fatal to humans, it should be only a small number.

Yes, Dark Canyon, the place that best fits the Demon World I imagined.

"Dark Canyon."

The gentleman squinted his eyes halfway, as if recalling, "That's the closest place on this continent to the Demon Realm, so it's not surprising that it's similar."

"...Eh?"

I froze for a moment, "I just said it casually, is it really similar?"

I don't know what interesting things came to mind, the gentleman smiled softly.

"Don't you find it strange, there are no mountains or canyons, why is it called the Dark Canyon?"

"Why?" I asked very cooperatively.

"That's because there is a bottomless rift deep in the forest, which can lead to the devil world."

The gentleman slowly looked at the group of people on the high platform, "As long as you jump off the rift, you can reach the Demon Realm."

"Is this enough?" I said with a look of shock, "Isn't it easy for people from the Devil Realm to come here?"

The husband shook his head, "It's not that simple."

The Rift Valley is like a security door, which can be easily opened and closed from the inside, but a key must be used from the outside. Once the door is locked from the inside, special means are required to open it from the outside.

Once the door is violently destroyed, if no one can repair the door, or if there are not enough repair materials, the door will always be in an unimpeded state, which means that the demons can reach this continent without any scruples , do whatever they want.

And the Demon King is the only existence in the Demon Race that has the ability to violently destroy this door. This is why the Human Race must kill the Demon King at all costs. After all, humans and the Demon Race cannot live in peace, nor are they like other races. Possess the innate talent ability to compete with the demons.

You must know that even if there are many strong people in the human race, they are still only a minority compared to the entire race. Nearly [-]% of the human race does not have the ability to survive against the demon race.

But it is precisely because of the existence of [-]% of human beings that this country and even the whole society can operate normally. Otherwise, it would be more painful than asking them to die .

Therefore, no matter how much you look down on the civilians, those nobles will not let them all die so easily. In any case, they must leave a few more to serve them on the premise of ensuring food, clothing, housing and transportation, and arrange them one by one. There are not many that they use to entertain and vent their anger.

It sounds cruel, but it is the truth. At least this is the general state of today's society. In fact, I also find it strange that no one has rebelled after being squeezed so hard. ?

Ah, I almost forgot, there are indeed slaves in this world, so it’s not surprising if you think about it this way?

...Pooh!

Rather than being afraid of being sold into slavery, and guessing how to live a meager life, I am more willing to believe that there are many beloved lords in this world, but they have changed lords for various reasons. Their lords had no choice but to silently endure the cruelty of the current lord.

Of course, there is the most realistic possibility, that is, even if all the people gather together, they will not have the ability to overthrow the lord.

Oops, I accidentally ran away again, so I quickly brought the topic back.

All in all, even if it is only for their own benefit, no one would object to the proposal of sending an army to crusade against the Demon King, but it is a pity that the Demon King is not so easy to defeat. There was no return, until the brave man who accepted the blessing of the goddess appeared, and for the first time there was a survivor...

No, no one survived. It is said that it is easy to go there and difficult to come back. Even if someone survives the battle with the devil, there is no way to return to their hometown, unless they are as powerful as the devil.

But if that's the case, it's enough to fight the devil alone, what's the point of forming a team?

Even if the people who went there had already made up their minds that they must die, it made people feel sad when they thought that they had just tasted the taste of victory and were about to face the established ending that they were about to die.

Perhaps it was because the survival rate was too low and he didn't want to have meaningless deaths. Over the past century, the number of teams fighting against the Demon King has been decreasing. I'm not telling everyone that everything is going in a good direction. One day the Demon King will die completely, and the human race will no longer be threatened by the Demon Race.

...shit!

"I still can't figure out why six people are sent there for such a big event as the crusade against the Demon King. How much do they look down on the Demon King?"

It was only after I blurted out the question in my heart that I realized that this sentence was ambiguous. Mr. Worry thought that I said that because I hoped that the Demon King would die. I didn’t dare to look at his expression now.

"Maybe it's because the Demon King hasn't shown up for so long that they let down their vigilance."

I sneaked a glance at my husband, and found that he still had a calm face, and his tone was also indifferent, as if he was talking about something that wasn't my own, so I was a little relieved.

"But it's too relaxing. It's not child's play to expect a few fledgling adventurers to defeat the devil."

Mr. looked at me, "Why, do you know them?"

I nodded, "I told you, the four people over there are the adventurer team I met when I first came out, but they disbanded after handing in the mission, unexpectedly they got together."

The gentleman raised his eyebrows slightly, looking a little surprised.

Realizing that something happened that I didn't know about, I quickly asked, "Is there a problem?"

"It's nothing." The gentleman said slowly, "I'm just a little surprised that there are still princesses who sneak away to be adventurers these days. It seems that they read too many stories just like you, and they are just playing with things."

What happened to the script!How beautiful the script is!Don't say it like it's something bad!

My face was blushing, and I finally said: "...what princess?"

"Why, don't you recognize it yet?"

I honestly shook my head.

The gentleman pointed to 'Daphne' who stood very close to the first prince in the back row, "The second princess Cecilia, the first prince's sister, is the one you should have seen."

I was stunned, and it took me a long time to dig out the name Cecilia from my memory, and then match the face of the second princess with 'Daphne'.

"...This has become too much!"

It's really not my fault this time, when I saw it at the banquet before, I was still a cute little girl with a sweet smile on her face, and she would call me "I love Sister Gwyneth" in a soft voice, why it's only been a few years Has she turned into an iceberg beauty who has three nonsense and a vicious tongue?Who can recognize this!

Oh no, sir recognized it.

Really, really as expected of Mr.

Wait... Doesn't that mean my whereabouts have been exposed? !

Calm down, since I have been in Fergus for so long and no one has come to my door, maybe the second princess didn't recognize me at all, or didn't take me seriously, and didn't tell the first prince.

...It may also be that I dare not act rashly because I see Fenrir and I have been together.

After a battle between heaven and man, I finally decided to pay more attention to camouflage when going out in the future, even if it’s just a change of hairstyle and hair color, it’s great, and no matter how bad it is, I’d better wear a cloak.

While I was thinking wildly, the brave and his party had been teleported away by the extremely efficient court magicians. Who knows how I felt when I looked up and found that there were six living people missing out of thin air.

Listening to the cheers that lasted for a long time, I sighed.

It's a foregone conclusion, and it's too late for me to regret not doing something now.

Unless I can convince my husband to let them go, I have to make him admit that he is the devil.

Kind of hard...but not impossible.

"It's better to confront him directly."

Fenrir gave me the most concise and clear way to achieve my goal.

"As long as you make it clear, I don't believe he can continue to pretend to be stupid."

"No, no, I can't say it."

I shook my head frantically, and rejected Fenrir's proposal without even thinking about it, "If I dare to say, I have to wait until now, can you change it to be more tactful?"

"for example?"

"Like...like..."

After being stuck for a while, a light bulb suddenly lit up above my head.

"How about we play a scene together? Pretend to have a quarrel, make it fierce, and during the period, you accidentally leaked the identity of the husband, and I can logically question whether the husband is real."

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this plan was feasible, and my eyes lit up when I looked at Fenrir.

Fearing that Fenrir would not agree, I put my palms together and showed a flattering smile, then softened my voice and said coquettishly.

"Please, please~ I really dare not ask directly..."

"Do you dare to be a little more cowardly?"

Fenrir gave me a glare, but finally agreed.

"But it can't be in front of him. It's easy to be discovered. Of course, if you don't mind letting him know that you went to peek that day, I don't mind starting right away."

"Then let's quarrel secretly." I replied without thinking.

Although I still don't quite understand why Fenrir is so hard on Mr. and still afraid of him, but it seems not so difficult to understand after thinking about Mr.'s true identity, but it's still a bit awkward.

In fact, Fenrir has never shown any fear of Mr. On the contrary, his dislike for Mr. has always been obvious, but I just feel inexplicably that it is afraid, there is no reason, it is just an intuition.

I suppressed that strange feeling, and discussed the specific plan with Fenrir enthusiastically.

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