After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 171 - 40: The Witch Demon Leader is a Junior

When Wenresa Iluvita arrived in the Witch Demon Territory, the liches there were unusually gathered in the square, seemingly in the midst of an intense discussion...which was quite uncharacteristic of them.

It wasn’t that liches didn’t like "intense" discussions or "discussions" in general, or even "intense discussions," but rather their location was surprising...weren’t they supposed to be shut-ins?

Always cooped up in their laboratories and Mage Towers doing research...could this be a stereotype?

Wenresa Iluvita thought carefully. Her close friend who often hung out with her didn’t seem particularly fond of staying indoors either...it seed that *the stereotype of liking to stay in dark corners doing research and emitting creepy laughter* was her misconception about liches.

*Even though her close friend wasn’t a lich*...it didn’t matter, because didn’t human spellcasters co across that way as well?

...

However, Wenresa Iluvita’s stereotype wasn’t entirely wrong. After all, liches’ only hobby besides experints was indeed experints...or perhaps researching magic or eternal life.

"Okay! Let’s do a rehearsal!"

The head lich shouted passionately, like a preacher continuously directing from the front, seemingly oblivious to Wenresa’s proximity.

This was only natural. If Wenresa, as an "outsider," could easily be discovered by these liches, she wouldn’t need to mingle in this circle...this was the essence of "Divine Concealnt."

It was the transcendence within transcendence, the fundantal reason and premise for the mindset of an outsider.

"First, if the troops of the Demon King Territory arrive, the first thing we need to do is..."

The head lich said, gesturing as if to illustrate sothing, repeating the required steps, "Open the gates of the territory completely, understood?"

Wenresa Iluvita watched with great interest. She casually sat on a nearby platform, observing the head lich’s arrangents...was it the empty city ruse Yila ntioned? But wouldn’t that be ineffective?

After all, with Yila’s imnse power, it wouldn’t be impossible for her to single-handedly charge through here—certainly, absolutely possible.

"Next step, welco everyone from the Demon King Territory. Do you rember what to say? I reminded you all last night. Let’s rehearse. Okay! Now, the troops from the Demon King Territory are arriving! Get ready~"

Like conducting a concert, the head lich waved his hands, and the other liches started to emit a lifeless sound: "Welco, Lord Yila..."

"Welco, Yila..."

"Welco..."

Since the voices were disorganized and not unified, it was hard to describe it as a "concert." Calling it an "underworld concert" or a "funeral concert" would be more fitting, but liches were undead, so there might be no difference.

"Pffft~"

Watching the liches’ actions, Wenresa couldn’t help but laugh. She realized that she might not see them fighting later...so why did the Witch Demon Territory betray?

Clearly, the liches didn’t engage much in production, and the tribute they needed to pay was just a fraction of their research funding, perhaps not even a fraction of what the Half-demon Territory paid...from this viewpoint, what did it an to disdain Satan Ye?

With a belly full of questions, Wenresa continued to watch with great interest.

"Alright, that’s about it!"

The optimistic lich leader said, satisfied with the rehearsal, "That’s it, it’s ti to pledge allegiance to Yila!"

"..."

It sounded like they didn’t approve of Satan Ye’s rule, but they seed to highly acknowledge Yila...in that case, wouldn’t the troops of the Demon King Territory have a hard ti?

Wenresa smiled, eagerly anticipating everyone’s expressions. If you calculated the ti...the troops from the Demon King Territory should be arriving soon, right?

As if reflecting Wenresa’s thoughts, a cloud of dust appeared in the distance of the Witch Demon Territory, resembling thousands of troops and horses charging...it was the Headless Knights accompanied by the "Netherworld Road."

With such a useful ability, the leading unit of monsters was always the Headless Knights.

"They’re here, they’re here! Perfect timing!"

The leading lich shouted, calling back the liches who had finished rehearsing and were preparing to return to their Mage Towers, happily saying, "No need to close the gates!"

Watching the Headless Knights advance more slowly, seemingly hesitant about the wide-open gates, the group of liches noticed Yila riding the Headless Warhorse at the front of the formation.

"Wel~co~ Lord Yila..."

As always, their voices were very disorganized and lifeless, but they were still heard by the troops of the Demon King Territory...Yila and Satan Ye exchanged glances, then looked at the others.

Everyone stopped, unsure of what was happening. The liches, not having rehearsed any follow-up, just stood there, watching their leader approach...and then he was imdiately surrounded by several spears.

"Wait...aren’t you that guy?"

At this point, Vera seed to realize sothing. Sitting behind an unfamiliar Headless Knight, she seed to recognize the figure, saying, "That guy...from the Valendo family?"

Hearing Vera’s words, the head lich looked very pleased, waving his hand, shouting, "It’s ! Mobillas Valendo! Vera senior! How did you beco a lich?"

In response, Yila blinked, looking at Vera, and asked, "You know him?"

Accompanied by his question, Vera, now blinking in confusion, asked Yila, "You don’t know him? He’s from your faction, your junior?"

*Huh? Is that true? But Yila had no recollection...*

"Senior Yila!"

At this point, Mobillas also shouted, waving his hand with a smiling face, welcoming Yila, "Finally, I’ve t you. You’re my idol~"

*Being able to say such words indicated that there was no contact with Yila while at the Mage Tower, but even if there had been...at tis like this, business must be taken care of properly, with no favoritism.*

"What about the tribute from the Witch Demon Territory?"

Under Satan Ye’s "What do I do?" gaze, Yila asked, surveying the exhausted liches...*it looked like they had been working non-stop for days and nights.*

*However, liches didn’t need to sleep...*

"We don’t want to pay. If it were Brother Favignano, we might reluctantly pay, but before you ca to the Demon King Territory, we didn’t bother doing anything that would provoke the Demon King Territory. But after you ca...surely you understand us, don’t you?"

This lich leader nad Mobillas said with the fervor of a scientific researcher, "All our funding goes into research! We just want to do research! So, we don’t want to pay the tribute!"

"..."

Yila fell silent for a mont, and the surrounding leaders didn’t know how to handle these liches with "tough attitudes," also feeling apprehensive because of their connections with Vera and Yila.

But as for Yila, he naturally didn’t care about any past sentints—especially given there weren’t any to begin with.

"Fine..."

Yila said, making everyone gaze at him, and then he finally looked at the cheering liches, saying, "Move everything here to the side of the Demon King Territory, and conduct specific research as the Demon King Territory dictates, how about that?"

"..."

The liches whispered among themselves, but the outco, naturally, was...

"Of course, no problem, Senior Yila!"