Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

"I will take your place and become the new Demon King!"

"Just go and die in peace!"

Don't ask him where his confidence comes from; the answer is that he believes Clayman is unworthy of his reputation.

He has been the Demon King for three hundred years and has never fought anyone. He looks like a silver spear with a candle tip.

If that's the case, then if Clayman can be the Demon King, so can I.

"Heh..." Kreman chuckled dismissively, his smile full of disdain, as if he didn't take the other person seriously at all.

Even with Kenish's weapon pointed directly at his head, he remained calm and continued to swirl the wine glass in his hand.

The crimson wine rippled in the glass, reflecting his indifferent yet cold eyes:

"So that's why they attacked me—because of my location?"

"Should I call you stupid, or arrogant?"

"Of the ten demon kings, I chose the one who was the most untouchable..."

These words, laced with deep contempt, enraged Keenish.

He gripped the fork tightly, ready to dig in without hesitation.

However, the next second, with a "thud," the weapon in his hand fell to the ground without warning.

Kreman looked up, a mocking smile playing on his lips:

"I was just looking for a pawn to test the other demon lords, Kenishi, you've come at the perfect time."

"My mastery of mental magic is enough to control even a demon king, let alone a mere high-level demon."

"Humph…"

Although Kreman has not yet become an awakened demon king and is relatively weak, his wisdom is extremely powerful.

This is also one of the important reasons why he was able to be ranked among the top ten demon kings; there are not only ten demon kings in the world.

Of course, Kreman is not satisfied with the status quo; his goal is to awaken and become the true Demon King.

Therefore, a plan to target other demon lords, weaken their power, and then seize the souls of their territories quietly took shape.

The image of a blond man involuntarily surfaced in his mind, and he murmured to himself:

“Lion Cromwell, let’s start with you.”

"For a mere human to become a demon king is a disgrace to that identity."

"If I can get rid of you and obtain the resources of the Golden Land, my plan to become the Awakened Demon King will probably go more smoothly."

In this world, even a demon king needs money to achieve his goals.

The puppet empire controlled by Kreman is resource-poor and is constantly constrained by the neighboring Eastern Empire.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths and gone through such a long and complicated process.

At Kreman's command, Keenig slowly regained consciousness, though his expression remained somewhat dazed.

After Kreman finished explaining the mission, Keenish's eyes gradually regained their light.

He picked up the fork from the floor, turned and strode out of the room, his mind filled with the idea of ​​challenging Leon Cromwell.

"Quack quack!"

He laughed loudly, his voice still extremely unpleasant.

behind,

Kreman sat expressionlessly on the sofa and took another sip of his drink.

He knew he couldn't pin his hopes of becoming a demon king on destroying other demon kings.

We need to develop our own pieces more.

Those demon kings who are relatively weak can also be won over and controlled.

For example, there's the Sky Queen, Frey, who is also one of the new generation of demon kings.

I heard that her race has been having some problems lately.

Kreman felt this was a golden opportunity.

If used properly, it might make Frey owe him a favor, thus giving him a means to control her.

"Um…"

With that in mind, Kreman nodded slightly, deciding to add fuel to the fire and accelerate the progress of his plan.

……

The scene shifts back to the study.

"Do you have a clear conscience?" Ronan listened to Leon's answer and had a general understanding of the other man's character.

With such composure, at least there's no need to worry about him being two-faced.

"Alright, let's continue our previous topic. How many star coins do you need to transfer ownership of this land to me?"

Leon fell silent. He wanted to refuse, but the words just wouldn't come out.

Putting aside the issue of dignity, Star Gold Coins are simply too expensive, so expensive that they are almost impossible to circulate normally in the market.

Its symbolic meaning of wealth far outweighs its actual practical value.

Even if you get hundreds or thousands of star coins, it's all in vain if you can't spend them.

Moreover, if this enormous wealth were exposed, it would inevitably attract the attention of other demon kings.

For me, this was a hot potato.

Does this visitor from another world understand the implications?

If he knows, does it mean he wants to use himself as a shield?

Human nature is unpredictable, and Leon has never liked scheming and backstabbing.

After thinking for a long time, he finally spoke and replied:

“I’m very sorry, Your Excellency, I understand your thoughts, but I cannot sell the Golden City as a package deal.”

He lowered his head slightly, then changed the subject.

"However, lending it to you for the time being is still no problem. This continent is so large that it can easily accommodate tens of millions of people."

"Please take these back."

As he spoke, he pushed the mountain of star coins piled up on the table back, paused for a moment, and continued,

"No need for rent. I hope to make friends with you, which can also be considered a tribute to my heroic career."

Knowing that this would be troublesome, Leon naturally couldn't accept it without any hesitation.

After much thought, I realized that the only way to perfectly resolve this potential crisis was to take a step back and relinquish some of my interests.

The brave man doesn't have to pay any price, nor will he become someone else's shield; all he has to pay is a small share of land ownership.

The so-called "borrowing" is actually no different from giving.

Anyway, he had no intention of getting it back.

Leon's thoughts raced, while Ronan's face revealed a faint smile.

He hadn't expected the demon king to be so sensible.

Well, at least we got the land.

Next, we need to find suitable races and integrate resources.

This continent is located overseas, so there is no need to worry about being besieged by human empires.

I wonder how many species Golden Country has.

He really wanted to know what slime felt like, this soft and bouncy thing.

Can the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow be used to turn it into a human?

This is what Ronan was hoping for.

Chapter 64, Section 65: Slime

The following day, in the Pamir Basin.

Ronan led the group to the top of a hill.

Standing on high ground, everyone could see an endless green forest before them.

According to Leon, this is the only place in the vicinity with a large number of creatures.

The Golden Country is a vast and expansive region, larger than Australia, but most of it is mountainous terrain with an active volcano in the center, leaving only a handful of areas suitable for life to thrive.

For this reason, Ronan did not have high expectations for the so-called "mass of life".

As he pondered, a gentle breeze blew by. Ronan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then turned to look at the crowd:

"From now on, everyone should go their own way and not worry about safety."

“Selie, you take Volamere, Frilian and Shizue with you and come with me.”

"Our goal is to find a suitable race, subjugate them, and then bring them back here to assemble."

He pointed to the spot where he was standing, and then added:

"Considering the diversity of life in this world, even those who are not demi-humans are acceptable."

"This will perfectly fill the loophole that monsters disappear upon death, leaving no gains."

Bringing some animals back with you can not only enrich resources, but also make the world there more realistic.

After all, the idea that monsters turn to ashes and disappear after death is too similar to the game world.

This has dampened the adventurers' enthusiasm, which is not a good sign.

Frillie nodded upon hearing this, deeply understanding Ronan's words, as she had once had to rely on gathering herbs to earn a living because of this very thing.

Otherwise, she would never have met him, so she kept it deep in her heart.