Therefore, the aristocrats who are still entangled in real estate and labor exploitation in the demon world are actually superficial people who do not have much strategic vision.

They are far from being the mainstay of the empire, nor are they the group that Chris values. It is only because they can also provide good tax revenue for the empire at this stage that the empire has barely tolerated the greed of these people.

"Your Excellency...... This will affect the enthusiasm of many nobles and consortia to invest in the Demon Realm. The officer emboldened and explained.

"Investing is inherently risky...... Are these people all first-day merchants? Desser's brow furrowed slightly, and he looked at the other party for the first time and asked.

"If every investor in the war could make money, do you think these investors would be able to get the same people who are looking for you to be lobbyists right now?" Without waiting for the other party to speak, Desel continued to ask.

"......" was asked two questions in a row by the prime minister in this tone, and in the eyes of some people, this official of the Ministry of Commerce, who had already reached the sky, did not even dare to say anything more.

After all, his boss, Lord Crutz, who had just taken the top spot in the Ministry of Commerce, had to be careful when speaking in front of the Prime Minister in front of him.

"However, it is indeed a purpose of the empire to guarantee the rights of every merchant. So, what are the requirements of these people, let's hear them. Just when the little official was desperate and was about to find an opportunity to step back and leave, Deser opened his mouth and gave the other party a chance to plead.

After all, Deser was also a businessman, and he represented the vast majority of the bourgeoisie in this empire. Even the bourgeoisie that uses slave labor is bourgeoisie, isn't it?

Therefore, Desail also hopes to understand the thoughts of these people, and take advantage of the situation to maximize the service of these people for the Iran Hill Empire.

"Your Excellency...... You are so open-minded, it is really the gospel of the businessman consortium......" Almost subconsciously, this official hurriedly sent a sycophant, which can be regarded as praising the merits of the top boss and relieving his embarrassment.

Then he opened his mouth and continued to report: "Those merchants and representatives of the consortium, I hope that they can state their demands to Your Majesty in person, and that Your Majesty can let these subjects who revere and look up to him bathe in royal favors." ”

He was cautious, and even some of the words were not used appropriately, which made people sound a little numb. But there is no doubt that his general meaning is clear.

"Why is such a little thing being sent here? Next time, don't use these little things to trouble our Emperor Majesty. After listening to this, Desel gave his judgment: "Your Majesty has too many affairs to deal with every day, how can anyone who wants to see His Majesty can meet him?" ”

"But if Marshal Vagron gives such an order...... As a courtier of His Majesty, I should report this matter to His Majesty......" Perhaps it was Desel's tone that gave the official a little more courage, and when he heard Desel refuse, he hurriedly defended.

"Every people of the Ranhill Empire is His Majesty's people...... Hope you remember that. Desel adjusted his tone slightly, so that the other party could hear the dissatisfaction in his voice: "Your Majesty is responsible for his subjects!" ”

"Of course I remember...... But on the demon's side, there are also people who work with us...... At this time, this kind of thing happens...... It would be detrimental to the cooperation between the two sides......" the official hurriedly continued.

Desel was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something funny: "Uncooperative? If you don't cooperate, let them die! As a courtier of His Majesty, are you funny to ask such a question? ”

As the prime minister, he stared at each other with a pair of sharp eyes: "What you are asking is the prime minister of this empire!" I can tell you very responsibly that if you are willing to submit to the Empire, to Your Majesty, or whatever, then you can continue to live...... If they are not willing to surrender...... Do you need me to go on? ”

"I ...... I know! The minister bowed his head slightly, trying to argue, but eventually gave up. He saw dissatisfaction in the prime minister's eyes, and he also heard anger in the prime minister's voice.

If he forcibly speaks at this time, it is estimated that he may not be able to sit in this position for long. Losing the black yarn hat is a small matter, and losing a small life is a big matter.

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

The officer quickly straightened up, bowed and stepped out.

Desel suddenly stopped the other party: "That's right! Remember one thing! You are Your Majesty's courtier, and you want to share your Majesty's worries a little more. Don't ask for anything from cats and dogs...... And also...... If you take more, you should go to the discipline inspection department to make it clear, and if you take less, you should quickly return it yourself...... Don't give yourself and don't get me in trouble. ”

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

"Your Majesty has been in a bad mood lately...... If you let him know, some of you have lost the face of Old Man Gullo...... Maybe it's going to be ugly...... It's really, hard, and it's hard to see! Got it? After he finished speaking, he waved his hand in the direction of the door, signaling that the other party could leave.

Sweat oozed from the official's forehead again, and he quickly bowed deeply, and then walked out of the office quickly.

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

……

Chris sat on the couch, staring at the demon king Aresia who hurried from the Demon Realm, watching her sit awkwardly opposite him, holding her beautiful face flushed.

"If there is anything, just say it, my time is precious, and I believe your time is also valuable." Chris said as he took a glass of water from Andrea's hand.

No matter how delicious the elven wine is, Chris is not willing to start quenching his thirst with wine one by one in broad daylight - he is still far from that kind of extravagance, even if he has just recently had some kind of super-friendship relationship with Andrea.

In fact, in the current Ranhill Empire, the nobility began to drink alcohol. Sweeter drinks such as cola and iced tea are popular, and elves also favor green tea.

However, Chris still likes to drink water, which has been heated and disinfected. It is a good habit and is very helpful for good health.

As an emperor, Chris's personal eating habits, as well as his daily routine, are monitored by a personal doctor. Even if he is an emperor, a great emperor, he can't waste his body wantonly - because his life belongs to the whole empire.

As an emperor, many times you can't do whatever you want. An emperor can enjoy the delicacies of the world but cannot overeat; You can have three thousand beauties, but you can't be extravagant; You can control the wealth of the world, but you can't squander it......

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

It's relieved to think about it this way, after all, now even the heroine in the house knows that marrying a prince is more reliable, and it is much more comfortable than marrying an emperor.

"I know it's some idiot from the demons who made a mistake this time...... However, you also got angry and vented your hatred...... Why do you still want to be unforgiving? Aresia asked, aggrieved.

can force a tsundere, war-loving Her Majesty to this point, you can see how many times she has hit a wall before.

In fact, from the first day that the Ellan Hill Empire began to refuse the surrender of the demons, Aresia made a request to meet Chris.

It's just that this request has not been able to pass for a long time, and it has been suppressed, and she has not seen 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 kind of arrogant, unreasonable style. I like the momentum and majesty of being a strong man. But she felt a little aggrieved in the face of Chris's strength - the kind of grievances that belong to women.

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

Of course, for a straight man of steel like Chris - no.

There's no way, our protagonist Chris is the kind of stupid man who is passively pushed by women, and the kind of two fools with negative emotional intelligence who resolutely avoid any river crab god with a strong desire to survive.

Therefore, there is still a long, long way for Aresia to go backwards, and Andrea, who is standing opposite her, is teasing, she is a person who has come over, 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, and I can't count them on one hand - but it doesn't seem appropriate to say that he is a scumbag who likes to flirt with girls.

The Eresia in front of her seems to have to work hard for a while if she wants to enter the royal family tree of the Irlanhill Empire......

However, Andrea didn't bother to bother with Aresia's business, and all she could think about now was the upcoming trip to the Luna Temple.

Chris is going to take her to the Temple of the Moon, something that the queens of the elves of the past have dreamed of. For thousands of years, countless elven ancestors and martyrs have not been able to do it, and she is about to do it! How could this not make her excited?

"To give a wake-up call to all the demons! I am your master! What I give you is yours, I don't give it, you are not qualified to ask for it! Sure enough, Chris the straight man of steel replied to Aresia with an answer that was in line with his usual style.