After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 440 - 82 Yose

Yose’s power system was very simple and easy to understand. It was the most standard knight combat technique! And not mounted combat, but foot combat! He attached Mana to his sword, making him an extraordinarily powerful warrior!

Anyone who saw Yose in his youth could feel the kind of wild, domineering, and proud aura emanating from him, all thanks to his status as a King, elevating him beyond an ordinary knight’s composure.

Wild wild wild wild wild! Fight fight fight fight fight!!

After formally ascending the throne and becoming the King, that endless fighting spirit was suppressed. But it didn’t an he beca weaker, rather...

Hiding the edge!!!

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"Ahem, truly deserving of being Governor... hahaha! Truly deserving of being my daughter!"

Yose, who was tied up and hanging, said this. He looked at the other knights who were captured along with him and at his daughter Isabella and at Marilla Elkaras standing behind Isabella.

"Ah, I rember you... you’re the second seat, right?"

Yose said this while trying to release Mana uncontrollably due to the influence of the "Resurrection of the Dead" calamity, attempting to break free from the ropes... but it was to no avail.

"..."

"Father..."

After a period of silence, Isabella spoke softly. She gazed at her father... who appeared exactly the sa as she rembered Yose.

The sa hearty smile.

But the difference was that now Yose no longer held the title of King.

"Lord Yila has left the empire. The current situation in the world is... very complicated."

Isabella said this, looking at Yose with a complex expression... to be honest, she harbored a lot of resentnt towards Yose. All her hardships and efforts were caused by Yose.

As a ruler of a nation, after his wife died, he too chose to die, neglecting the future of the empire and abandoning the future of his daughter... this was really too much.

But as a daughter, it was hard to hold a grudge against such a deeply affectionate father... after all, Isabella didn’t want Yose to remarry, nor did she want to call anyone else mother.

Moreover, Yila had told many similar stories—political interference from the harem, false accusations, overstepping authority—that made both her and Yose shiver with fear.

Isabella had heard that rulers of other countries (excluding the Demon King) more or less had many concubines and lovers, but Yose was always very loyal.

At least he didn’t bring anyone back... or rather, at least he didn’t leave anyone with soone else.

"Haha, I know, I know... I could see what was happening outside during my death."

Yose said this, his body automatically resonating with Mana. He watched as those in charge arranged for the knights’ family mbers who wanted to speak to be brought in, and he praised Yila: "Yila’s arrangents are always impeccable."

Moreover, inside the World Tree, Yose could see a third-person perspective broadcast centered around Yila... well, perhaps not live, but rather a real-ti broadcast, the difference being—automatic editing.

When Yila went to the bathroom or took a shower, so data would be inserted to cover the screen, making it feel fresher to the viewers... just like how a player’s first blood rate, dragon steal rate, and economic advantage would be displayed during a ga.

"..."

Isabella narrowed her eyes at Yose’s words... her father always talked about Yila, day and night, endlessly.

"Couldn’t it be my arrangent?"

At Isabella’s words, Yose realized her thoughts, and he couldn’t help but smile. To avoid making the rare father-daughter reunion awkward, he responded as gently as possible: "You’re not qualified yet."

"..."

"..."

Isabella: #Anger

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Yose awkwardly turned his face to the side and started changing the topic: "Have you all heard the news? The world is beyond saving... a lich nad Vera has spread the news worldwide."

Yes, that’s indeed the case... and obviously, it was under Yila’s direction.

(Vera: Hee~)

Isabella thought this as she looked at the tearfully joyful families of the dead around her and turned back to face the reunion with Yose, which lacked any warmth. She wondered what went wrong.

"And, did you know that Yila has the ability to escape to a safe world alone, but you probably don’t know that Yila can take soone with her... hahaha, guess who that would be?"

Yose said this, looking at the utterly surprised Isabella, his face full of smiles, as if he could be the one to be taken away, or perhaps Isabella. The surrounding knights and mages couldn’t help but look over.

...

King... are you ssing with us?

The subordinates who fully understood the truth thought this...

...

"Surely not ... but Satan Ye, right?"

Isabella’s expression returned to calmness. She said this while looking at the hanging, increasingly bewildered Yose: "From your expression, I guess I’m right... sigh~"

Gently sighing, Isabella still had a bit of hope it would be her, but she quickly cald herself and said: "But it was expected, there isn’t much reason... it’s just that Satan Ye is more suitable compared to ."

During the Ten Kings Conference, Isabella had tried many tis to verbally interrogate Satan Ye, but she soon realized... that the Demon King nad Satan Ye was as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

Verbal sparring is a very peaceful form of conflict, but rising above it is that extraordinary sincerity... Isabella simply couldn’t win against such blunt honesty.

Even Isabella had to admit, Satan Ye was very lovable. She would curiously ask questions about things she didn’t understand, completely disregarding royal dignity and hierarchy, and would ignore the strength and weaknesses of nations.

Seeing everyone as who they were and herself just as herself.

Such a person, even Isabella would be willing to travel with, journeying to completely unknown places... so she acknowledged the child’s cuteness and anticipated the future belonging to everyone else—

Life in Yila’s body... this wouldn’t be bad at all.

"..."

"..."

Watching the father and daughter start their conversation, hearing eight out of ten sentences ntion Yila, Marilla Elkaras, quietly staying on the side, couldn’t help but wonder...

If there was no Yila, what would this world collapse into?

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"Resurrection of the Dead": ...

"Resurrection of the Dead": I’m just saying, are you guys slacking off?

"Resurrection of the Dead": Could it be, you guys are really this trash?