The World of Masks

The Demon Prince quickly expanded his ranks. After taking part in the Demon King subjugation, the Northern Kingdom and the Holy Neutral City, which were largely annihilated, collapsed at a rapid rate and a nearby altar was reanimated. The other kingdoms were terrified. A giant alliance has reanimated. A large wire has been created from the base of a main point, such as a river or mountain range. Almost all power has been put to the front, beyond the interests of the countries. It was an overwhelming force, but the Allied forces did not enter the Demon King's occupied territory by merely defending the front lines. The Allied forces were already aware of how powerful monsters and undead were at the Demon King's occupation.

The front is secured. There were no attacks by the Demon Lord that were likely to attack immediately. You only see them from afar or wander around where the Allied forces gather. Unlike the old Demon King, the Allied forces wrapped their heads around what they intended.

Moreover, another problem caught up with the Allied forces. I rushed the wire and shoved the troops in, but it wasn't usually that hard to maintain that huge army. Most countries, which originally create enormous armies, aim for short-term battles. A vast number of soldiers, crushing them in a short time. All troops deployed to the military are the people of the country. Naturally, it is to force those who have to work hard in the country to produce, so the productivity of the country falls just by raising a large army. It takes a lot of manpower to maintain a large force there. The producer is completely turned into a consumer. As a country, this is not just a loss.

That's why the current situation was the worst for the Allied forces. With massive troops on the front lines, productivity has decreased and consumption has spiked. The country's storehouse seems to be in a pickle. But I couldn't withdraw my forces. If the Demon Lord's army comes at a moment when we are outnumbered, we will be forced to fall behind. However, we cannot send troops into the Demon King's occupied area. It was just a situation of retreat.

The situation was unusual for countries that already faced the border directly with the occupied territory of the Demon King. Most of the men are on the front line, so there are few farmers left. Only women and seniors who have not been enlisted cannot farm their hardest crops properly. Luckily, the country in the rear was supporting supplies, but the civilization here is medieval. Otherwise, there is no country that can easily live by supplying supplies to other countries. The Holy Neutral City was rich in supplies, but that would be a city-state. It was a matter of ability to support the entire kingdom. The Allied Forces had no choice but to mine countries far from the front, which were still aesthetically supported. In the end, I even wanted to get here early. But the Demon Prince remained silent.

Even if I send in a spy, I've lost the news of the incoming race. The Allied forces did not know what was happening within the occupied Demon King's territory because they were vigilant of all kinds of undead, who did not need to rest, sleep, and were not affected by vision at night.

When the Allied forces are spending the day draining blood with the currency. Jack, the Demon Lord, was spending 180-degree days away from the Allied forces.

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There are dozens of thick ropes tied to this huge obelisk. All the ropes are taut under one man's thumb. At first glance, Obelisk slowly rises to his feet, as if he were lying on his back, weighing a ton. The dust spills out. Obelisk straightens his weight.

The old age has run out again. The roped obelisks move back, filling the roots of Obelisk with dirt to prevent the obelisk from collapsing.

This establishes the final obelisk. The chart that was instructed by Jack to conduct the construction smiled satisfactorily as he looked at the blueprints. You look up and see 30 giant obelisks standing in two rows. After that, the colorless castle stood outstanding. No royal palace in any country will be bigger or more beautiful than this castle. The golden robes reflected the golden sunlight, and the skyscraping spire seemed to represent the authority of the castle's master. The entrance to the castle was decorated with jewels such as diamonds, sapphires and rubies.

It was the Castle of the Demon King.

It was built by Callie's powerful suggestion that the Demon King should have such a prestigious building to rule the world.

They used all the builders of slavery to design and construct. The chart was chosen as the General Manager. As soon as he received his orders, he received the Demon King's orders. I did my best to oversee the construction. However, even if he did his best, the construction time was fast enough to call it a miracle. The chart looked at the causes that drastically shortened the construction time.

There are skeletons prowling around the construction site.

The Demon King provided them with labor was not human. It was a skeleton. Thousands of skeletons performed incredibly well within the confines of the altar. The skeletons built their castles in good faith at the behest of the architects. At first, I was terrified of working with that terrifying undead. But humans are adaptable animals. Moreover, the skeleton surpasses human capability and the architects were very satisfied with the labor force of the skeleton.

"Is it done?"

I hear voices behind me. The chart bows rapidly. I could only tell by my voice without seeing it. The Demon King marched on it.

"Yes, it is."

You speak as calmly as you can, but your voice is shaking in terror. But the Demon King didn't care much. The chart was starting to come to light. Surprisingly, the Demon King is not a monster who gets drunk on blood and slaughter and tries to kill everyone who stands out. Rather, the lives of those who survived improved. But the chart cleared the mind. Although the Demon King is not as fierce as I thought, the Demon King is the Demon King. Almost everyone lost their family to the Demon King's invasion, and a lot of women were taken. Rarely, some die from the Demon King's troubles. Thinking about it, the one in front of him was definitely the Demon King. But the Demon King did not kill any skilled or intelligent men. That was the last lifeline on the chart.

Jack didn't care much about the chart swallowed by fear. Architects, including charts, are capable people. They are unfortunate to kill, so they do not kill. Jack was introduced to charts about castles everywhere.

The building is only finished, but the interior has not yet been decorated. There are only a few vacant rooms. But I could clearly see the magnificence of this castle.

Jack rolls around in a sharp space that is hard to call a room, assigned to the Demon King's room with just one bed. It was over 10 meters high to the ceiling. It was a space that seemed to put up with the concept of a room.

I was thinking about playing with the queen of the newly taken over as a memorial for my first move-in, and the door of the room opened.

"Ah, I'm playing again!"

You hear a disgruntled voice. Like his wife's nagging husband, Jack turns his head and covers his head with a blanket. I thought I could hear him running, but something came over Jack's stomach. Jack quietly lowers his blanket and only gives out his head. Callie puts the wind in her bowl and complains.

After that, Chloe smiles slightly and listens. She completely shattered one of the troops during the attack on the kingdom, smiling with a kind and gentle expression, unlike the frenzied look of war. He tucked himself in the bed where Jack was lying and put his butt on.

"You're stuck in the middle of nowhere."

Callie turns her head and complains.

"We're almost done anyway, right? Now all the rest of us have to do is keep working on our advancements."

The reign of the realm was already over. All human beings were divided by rank, and they were putting Jack's world's knowledge in vain while ensuring a proper standard of living for qualified people. Knowledge that can only be brought to you directly by Jack, Callie, and Chloe because the portal has not yet been opened. But Callie's enormous intelligence is strong enough to inject the most fundamental knowledge into people in the world. The elites and geniuses brought from each country were learning the knowledge that Callie had given them. Unfortunately, Jack was unable to use monster-like intelligence in reality, since there was no altar in reality. Eventually, Callie's education was dedicated to the slaves.

"Ugh, you have to forge a doctrine, you have to stick your knowledge in, you don't have 10 bodies."

I'm groaning in my bed. Jack strokes Callie's head as if to soothe her child.

"What about you?"

I looked at Chloe and asked.

"We've expanded our production facilities, including guns and guns and white linen."

I'm glad to hear that. Honestly, the production plant that the old organization built was too small. It could cover as much as an organization, but production was too small in the current situation where the empire had already conquered a few kingdoms and was powerless to harm. Once it's fully propagated, the coalition's clumsy front can be turned into a sea of fire and pierced. Looking at Jack's satisfied face, Chloe's report continued.

"and put the skeletons in all the production sites. Production will always be huge."

Skeletons have the ability to work 24/7 without eating or resting. Within the influence of the altar, strength and speed are also gained, and intelligence as common as humans. Jack was unable to mine, plant and put skeletons into farming work. There were many skeletons from destroying the kingdoms anyway. We will explosively increase the population based on the products so produced, and we will use them as materials for development, biofueling, and undead. And expand power. It was Jack's basic idea and strategy.

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