After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 46 - 45: Exchanging Mana with Blood

The Governor, for the Empire, was obviously a powerful profession and combat force, even said to exist solely for the wars against non-human races as an ultra-high-end combat power.

The appearance of the Governor alleviated the Empire’s urgent crisis. The reason for the Empire’s repeated defeat at that ti was very simple—there was no high-end combat power that could change the tide of battle.

The Empire did not lack mid-level combat power, the Empire also had top-tier units, and even more low-tier troops. However, a single absolutely strong individual could not change the course of the war. While mid-level and low-level combat power were the backbone, they could not bear the heavy responsibilities at certain tis.

But, for the demons...

The profession called "Governor" was more like a terrifying thing that inspired fear, a dual nesis in terms of both biology and existential significance, a terrifying monster that caused the demons to retreat step by step.

And among them, the founder "Yila" was rembered by many. On one hand, he was the creator of the profession; on the other hand, his status in the Empire was high, and he appeared on the battlefield even before becoming a Governor.

No demon had "fear of Governors," but those who had witnessed Yila’s wanton slaughter and survived more or less had sothing that could humorously be called "fear of Yila." To describe it... it was PTSD.

They watched Yila rampage like an Evil God, indiscriminately slaughtering their comrades with the utmost efficiency, then watched Yila absorb their comrades’ Mana, helplessly watching as their comrades who were just chatting and laughing with them lted away before their eyes.

He even used the Mana of so of their comrades.

Afterward, Yila disappeared from the battlefield. The demons who were lucky enough to survive looked around but could not find their teammates, feeling an unexpectedly vacant battlefield as if they suddenly had no comrades at all.

The endless, endless emptiness and fear drove all the remaining demons to flee like stray dogs.

It was fortunate they didn’t go mad because of it.

...

"Apologies, but at that ti, I was still an enemy to the Demon King Territory."

Yila said, offering an apology... Despite everything, he had exterminated Senata’s kin at that ti, even if it was due to the normal consequences of antagonism.

"I know..."

Senata said, shaking her head gently. "After that, I returned to the Demon King Territory to inform the Blood Clan, and then... the Blood Clan defected."

*Hmm? But...*

"But the Abunisaya family did not flee. I chose to remain in the Demon King Territory as the last of the Abunisaya family."

Before Yila could ask anything, the girl of the Blood Clan nad Senata said, sipping her tea, "Many other families chose to defect, or rather... out of fear of confronting the Governor, they fled."

Senata looked at Yila, who seed unsure of what to say. She sighed and said, "Many demon races chose to betray, largely because they didn’t want to beco your enemy, so they sought to cut ties with the Demon King Territory."

Upon hearing this, Yila couldn’t help but smile and said, "But now that I have beco part of the Demon King Territory, those who betrayed us have instead beco my enemies..."

Thinking of this, Senata also smiled. Feeling slightly better, she nodded and said, "It does indeed seem that way... After that, I beca the leader and head of the Blood Clan in the Demon King Territory, but I will never forget that day."

The youthful, naive face of Senata showed fear and regret, her eyes reflecting the night of crimson rampage. She said, "I hope Mr. Yila can forgive ... I can’t quickly treat you with a normal attitude."

In this regard, Senata had always admired Satan Ye.

"I would never bla you for that. On the contrary... it should be who feels apologetic."

Yila casually said so polite words, thinking it was about ti to discuss business. He cleared his throat and said directly, "I ca to ask about the tribute situation in each city within the Demon Control Area."

"Hmm..."

Because of Yila’s words, Senata entered a work state, pulling her thoughts from the past terror. She said, "Out of the seventy-four domains, only forty territories have confird that they will complete their tributes on ti by the end of this quarter."

*So, about thirty-four territories have chosen not to pay taxes on ti?*

Yila marveled at the large number. He knew that to proceed with any future plans, they must reestablish the Demon King Territory’s authority. Otherwise, Satan Ye would only be seen as a laughingstock of a Demon King.

*But that didn’t need to be considered for now.*

"What about the races that defected, like the Naga and the rmaids?"

Hearing Yila’s question, Senata seed to realize sothing. She unconsciously touched the small bat-shaped hair clip on her ear. The black-red bat against her silver hair was a beautiful contrast.

"I see, it’s about the fishing boats, isn’t it?"

Understanding this, Senata recalled the information passed to her by her subordinates in charge of Sea Demon Clan intelligence. She said, "After leaving the Demon King Territory, they joined the Gorgon Territory."

*Gorgon? After killing the Gorgon, their Mana was indeed strong after being absorbed into the Third Pillar of Wings...*

Thinking this, Yila quickly realized his thoughts were problematic. The demons might no longer be his enemies but his colleagues. It was not good to keep thinking this way.

"Then..."

Before Yila could finish his question, Senata knew what he wanted to ask and continued, "Fortunately... no, I an regrettably, the Gorgon Territory is not one of the forty territories still loyal to us."

*That is really, regrettably (fortunately) true...*

*Perhaps there would be no way to obtain the ships by normal ans.*

With a regretful (?), smile, Yila nodded, turning to leave, then suddenly thought of sothing and looked at Senata, asking, "I rember you Blood Clan need to drink human blood to survive. How are you getting your blood now?"

"Not human... but non-demon blood."

Senata corrected, shaking her head with a sigh. "After the war continued to go badly, we have been living on cow and sheep blood. To be honest, it tastes terrible."

"If possible, we hope to obtain blood through trade in the future, though it would be cold after being transported..."

Before finishing her sentence, Senata froze, seeing Yila pulling down his collar to reveal his snow-white neck. She gulped, her scarlet eyes turning even redder as she suppressed her bloodlust, asking, "Mr... Mr. Yila?"

"Let’s trade, then? I want a part of your Mana."

Yila thought it unnecessary to use the abilities of two succubi simultaneously... after all, regardless of the pillar of wings, a succubus’s skill was seduction, which could not be stacked by using two simultaneously.

And due to Yila’s careless use and the inherent quality issues... the giant bee’s Mana had broken not long ago.

And Senata did not respond... or rather, she answered with her actions.