Nine Hundred and Ninety One You Are Not Qualified

Therefore, the nobles who are still entangled in real estate and labor exploitation in the devil world are actually superficial people with little structure and little strategic vision.

They are far from the mainstay of the empire, nor is it a group that Chris values. It is only because they can still provide good taxes for the empire at this stage, so the empire reluctantly tolerates the greed of these people.

"My lord... this will affect the enthusiasm of many nobles and financial groups to invest in the devil world." The official boldly explained.

"Investment itself is risky... Could it be that these people are businessmen for the first time?" Des frowned slightly, looking at the other party for the first time and questioning.

"If every investor in the war can make money, do you think these investors will get the rounds of those who are now asking you to be a lobbyist?" Before the other party could speak, Des continued to ask.

"..." The prime minister asked two questions consecutively in this tone. In some people's eyes, this official from the Ministry of Commerce, who had reached the sky, didn't even dare to speak anymore.

After all, his boss, Lord Kreutz, who had just taken the top spot in the Commerce Department, had to think carefully about what he said in front of the Prime Minister in front of him.

"However, it is indeed one of the purposes of the empire to protect the power of every businessman. So, let's listen to what these people want." Just when the little official was desperate and was about to find a chance to step back and leave, Des opened his mouth and gave the other party a chance to defend himself.

After all, Des was also a businessman, and he represented the vast bourgeoisie in this empire. Even the bourgeoisie who use slave labor are still bourgeois, aren't they?

So Des also hoped that he could understand the thoughts of these people, and make the best use of the situation, so that these people could serve the Alan Hill Empire to the greatest extent.

"My lord... you are so enlightened, it is really the gospel of the merchant consortium..." Almost subconsciously, the official quickly offered a flattery, which was a compliment to the merits of his immediate superior and eased his embarrassment .

Then, he continued to report: "Those merchants and representatives of the consortium hope that they can state their request to His Majesty face to face, and hope that His Majesty can allow these subjects who respect and look up to him to bathe in the royal favor."

He was careful, and even used some words inappropriately, which made people feel a little disgusted. But his general meaning is clear, there is no doubt about it.

"Why are such small things sent here? Don't use these small things to trouble our Emperor next time." After listening to Des,

He gave his judgment: "Your Majesty has too many affairs to deal with every day, how can anyone who wants to see His Majesty be able to see him?"

"However, if Marshal Wagron issues such an order... As His Majesty's subject, I should report this matter to His Majesty..." Perhaps it was Des's tone that gave the official a little more courage. Er refused, he hastily argued.

"Everyone in the Elland Hill Empire is His Majesty's people... I hope you still remember this." Des adjusted his tone slightly, letting the other party hear the dissatisfaction in his voice: "Your Majesty will do it for him. Your subjects are responsible!"

"Of course I remember... But there are also people who cooperate with us on the devil's side... At this time, if this kind of thing happens... it will be detrimental to the cooperation between the two parties..." The official continued to explain.

Des was taken aback, as if he had heard something funny: "Don't cooperate? Let them die if they don't cooperate! As a subject of His Majesty, are you joking by asking such a question?"

As the prime minister, he stared at each other with sharp eyes: "What you are asking is the prime minister of this empire! I can tell you responsibly, if you are willing to submit to the empire, to your majesty, or something else, then Can continue to live... If they are not willing to surrender... Do I need to continue talking?"

"I...I see!" The minister lowered his head slightly, wanting to argue, but finally gave up. He could see dissatisfaction from the prime minister's eyes, and he could hear anger from the prime minister's voice.

If he forcefully speaks at this time, it is estimated that he may not sit in this position for too long. Losing the black hat is a minor matter, but losing your life is a major matter.

"It's time for the meeting." At the door, Des's secretary knocked on the door and made a gesture of invitation.

The official quickly stood up straight, bowed and stepped back.

Des suddenly called out to the other party: "That's right! Remember one thing! You are His Majesty's courtier, and you should think more about sharing your worries for His Majesty. Don't take all the demands of cats and dogs on yourself... and... If you take a lot, go to the discipline inspection department and explain it clearly, and if you take a little, you should return it quickly...don’t make trouble for yourself or me.”

He thought for a while, and added something he wanted to say: "The former minister of your department, Mr. Gurlo, is a close friend of His Majesty. He is seriously ill in bed now, you'd better not smear his face. "

"Your Majesty has been in a bad mood lately... If you let him know that some of you have lost face to Mr. Gurlo... Maybe the scene will be ugly... It's really, really, ugly! Do you understand?" He said After finishing, he waved his hand in the direction of the door, indicating that the other party could leave.

Sweat dripped from the official's forehead again, he quickly bowed deeply, and then quickly left the office.

In the corridor, he dared to lower his head to wipe his sweat. He took out a handkerchief from the inner pocket of his clothes, wiped his forehead, and then straightened up slightly.

...

Sitting on the sofa, Chris stared at Arecia, the Demon King who hurried over from the Demon Realm, and watched her sitting awkwardly across from him, her beautiful face flushed.

"Tell me if you have anything to say, my time is precious, and I believe your time is also valuable." Chris said while taking a glass of water from Andrea's hand.

No matter how delicious the old wine of the elves is, Chris is not willing to quench his thirst with a glass of wine in broad daylight. He is far from that level of arrogance, even if he just had a relationship with Andrea recently. A relationship beyond friendship.

In fact, in the current Alan Hill Empire, the aristocrats have begun to drink drinks. Drinks with higher sweetness such as cola and iced black tea are very popular, and the elves also favor green tea.

But Chris still prefers to drink plain water, heated and sanitized water. This is a good habit that is very helpful for your health.

As an emperor, Chris's personal eating habits, as well as work and rest habits are monitored by a private doctor. Even if he is an emperor, a great emperor, he cannot waste his body wantonly because his life belongs to the entire empire.

Being an emperor can't do whatever he wants most of the time. An emperor can enjoy the delicacies of the world but not overeating; he can have three thousand beauties but not be extravagant; he can control the wealth of the world but not wanton squandering...

So the emperor is just a job, with good benefits but often overtime, many privileges but not many opportunities to break the law.

After thinking about it this way, I am relieved, after all, even the heroine in the novel now knows that it is more reliable to marry a prince, and it is much more comfortable than marrying an emperor.

"I know that some idiots from the Demon Race made a mistake this time... But, you also vented your anger and vented your hatred... Why are you still relentless?" Arecia asked with grievances.

Being able to push an arrogant, war-loving Her Majesty to this point shows how many times she has hit a wall before.

In fact, from the first day that the Alanhill Empire began to reject the surrender of the devil, Arecia made a request to meet Chris.

It's just that this request has been delayed and has been suppressed. She didn't see Chris until today.

As a result, she hadn't seen her for half a month, and she found that she really had more and more love and hate for the man in front of her.

She likes this outrageous, unreasonable style. I like the momentum and majesty of being a strong man. But she felt a little grievance in the face of Chris's strength, the kind of grievance that is exclusive to women.

The translation can be completely understood as: "You can be strong and arrogant and unreasonable, but you can't make an exception for me?"

Of course, not for a straight man of steel like Chris.

There is no way, our protagonist Chris is the kind of stupid man who is passively pushed by women, and the kind of negative emotional intelligence second fool who resolutely avoids any big gods and has a strong desire to survive.

Therefore, Aresia still has a long way to go in reverse. Andrea, who was standing opposite her, was teasing. She is an experienced person and knows what kind of virtue her stupid man is.

If you want to say that he is a straight man of steel, there are several beautiful women in the family. Seeing that he can't count them on one hand, it seems that it is not appropriate to say that he is a scumbag who likes to flirt with girls.

The Aresia in front of me seems to have to work hard for a while if she wants to enter the royal family tree of the Alan Hill Empire...

But Andrea is too lazy to meddle in Aresia's business. All she can think about now is the upcoming trip to the Moon God Temple, which makes her very excited.

Chris wants to take her to the Temple of the Moon God, which is what the queen of the elves in the past dreamed of. For thousands of years, countless predecessors of the elves have not been able to do it, but she is about to do it! How can this make her not excited?

"Just to remind all the demons! I am your master! What I give you is yours. If I don't give it to you, you are not qualified to take it!" Sure enough, Chris, the straight steel man, answered Erisia Answers in line with his usual style.