After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 147 - 16 Second Cement Test

"Logically speaking, it would be similar to other potions, needing one pound of Forbidden Magic Stone powder mixed in with every hundred pounds to ensure the ingredients wouldn’t be easily analyzed."

Vera said this as she jumped hard on the cent. Watching the very solid cent, she said, "And although it seed amazing before, after it hardens, it just looks like an ordinary stone path."

Indeed, after hardening, the cent, with its tiny little pores, really looked like a not-so-good-quality stone path, so it probably wouldn’t attract much attention.

"I just wonder if this stuff you call cent will beco less useful."

Vera casually rubbed her shoes on the cent, giving it a few more kicks. Her smart mind instantly saw the greater value of the cent, and she said, "Using it to build a castle would be super sturdy."

Vera, with her occasional flashes of brilliance, was indeed right. As a binder, cent had benefits that volcanic ash and compacted earth couldn’t match, an emblem of both industry and intelligence.

"Did you bring the Forbidden Magic Stone?"

Yila asked.

Regarding Yila’s question, Vera rely rolled her eyes and retorted, "Why would I, a witch demon, carry Forbidden Magic Stone around? I’m not brain-dead. Go find Youyou."

Fair enough.

"Then just wait here for a mont."

Realizing the logic in her words, Yila awkwardly said, then twisted his neck, unfolding the wings belonging to Tipcapu. The words gifted by the World Tree were once again recited: "Void Wing Pillar Tikapu Wing Appearance!"

Accompanied by the scattering of light purple and pink mana, Yila’s body, with wings similar to a demon’s, quickly faded and disappeared into the space.

Vera stared blankly at the direction where Yila disappeared, beginning to realize firsthand the conveniences of *Void Travel*... Of course, and the terror of Yila’s abilities.

It’s worth ntioning that Forbidden Magic Stone isn’t like seastone; re contact won’t make its user powerless. Its purpose was to block mana and prevent it from working.

In other words, armor made of Forbidden Magic Stone could effectively block incoming mana attacks. Unfortunately, it couldn’t stop the explosions and shockwaves they would cause.

Only prolonged contact, or rather long-term inclusion within the user’s body, would hamper one’s ability to use mana effectively. Consider the half-plane prison beneath the Demon King Hall, where Forbidden Magic Stone shackles pierced deeply into the prisoner’s palms.

Yet, the Forbidden Magic Stone had its anti-magic effects. Despite its actual abundance and lack of preciousness, it still required regulatory oversight as a strategic resource.

"I’m back."

Two minutes later, Yila returned with the Forbidden Magic Stone in hand, looking like he had easily obtained it from Youyou... Just like that, here in the Demon King Territory, you asked, and you received.

"Then, let’s give it another try. If there are no issues, can we start paving the roads?"

Vera said, watching Yila grind the Forbidden Magic Stone, preparing to chant the Water Creation Technique. Thinking about the terrible condition of the dirt roads outside Demon King City, she said, "Finally, we won’t have to endure the mud."

Indeed, if it rained later, the ground wouldn’t turn into a ss. But should we provide shoes for the little demons and goblins who don’t wear any shoes?

Walking barefoot on dirt roads wasn’t a problem, but running barefoot on cent felt like torture... better give them shoes.

But that would an another large number when considering the quantity and wear of shoes.

"Is there flax in the Demon King Territory? I don’t recall seeing any."

Yila ntioned, handling the cent as usual, continuing, "We need to give shoes to the little demons and goblins; otherwise, the cent will hurt their feet... Leather shoes maybe? The leather supply might be insufficient."

Currently, Vera and Yila—or rather, any shoe-wearing species in the Demon King Territory—wore leather shoes. Most, however, went barefoot. If a Headless Knight’s and Black Knight’s leg armor counted as going barefoot.

The fairies flew, so did Youyou. Rainbow Shell had chitin on their feet, and Mr. Li... well, who could say Mr. Li even wore clothes.

"The Demon King Territory only grows cotton, not flax."

Saying this, Vera wiggled her foot, looked at Yila, and said, "I miss my mage shoes, but do the little demons and goblins really need shoes?"

Vera rubbed her feet hard on the cent, casually spreading her hands, and said, "It won’t hurt their feet, right? Haven’t you noticed? The dirt roads are full of gravel and weeds; they’ll probably feel more comfortable with cent."

Would they?

Yila, not having paid much attention, was a bit puzzled, tilting his head. He started realizing how awful the little demons’ working conditions normally were.

Precisely because of this, Yila knew that what he did was nothing... Leading the Demon King Territory, promoting improvent, this kind of work wasn’t nobler than those little demons giving their all in farming.

The Empire’s nobles failed to grasp this. They worked four to five hours a day, spent two to three hours drinking tea and eating snacks, then felt they contributed significantly to their domain.

Ridiculous was not their oppression but their belief that they had worked hard enough.

So Yila didn’t want to beco like that.

"Got it, then... for the cent mixed with Forbidden Magic Stone, let’s wait for tomorrow’s test results?"

Yila said, his gaze skimming indifferently over Vera’s prominent breasts as she relaxed with her hands behind her head. He said, "Wanna join to check out so White Ball Wine this afternoon?"

Free ti, for sure, but sothing felt off.

"..."

Vera fell silent for a mont, looking at Yila with so suspicion, and asked, "Are you asking to work with you a lot lately? Do you have any motives?"

"..."

"???"

Yila imdiately showed a puzzled expression, then rolled his eyes and said, "What’s wrong with you? It’s because you’re useful for cent and mines. Now I’m just asking you to join ."

Perhaps it was also because... they had worked together for so long in the Empire, working with Vera had beco a habit.

To Yila’s words, Vera nodded, showing a teasing smile, patting Yila’s shoulder, her ample chest squeezing. She said, "I almost believed you liked . That would have been quite unsettling~"

"Just imagine, if you truly liked , I might soday be found dead in my room, scattered with leaves, potions, and a wanted poster or sothing."

"..."

After a while, seeing Yila seeming to ponder sothing, Vera suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Yila? Why aren’t you arguing?"

Yila: "Get lost! Are you itchy?"