The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

In the heart of Erin, in the central square of the Elf King's city, a ceremony was underway to deploy the Royal Guard. With the Elf King's command, the Royal Guard members swiftly assembled from their posts, their movements orderly and efficient, demonstrating their highly trained discipline.

With a long blast of a bugle, the Royal Guard began their march.

The armor reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, and the longswords and staffs gleamed coldly in their hands. The entire team marched towards the front lines like a surging torrent.

Whether the Elf King was deliberately stalling for time was unknown, but Gray didn't intend to care; he just needed to send out his personal guard.

As soon as the Royal Guard set off from the capital, the news was immediately discovered by a servant and relayed to Grey.

Gray stood at a distance, gazing at the team. Beta and Capa stood behind him, both with smiling faces.

Well-equipped and highly disciplined, this army was clearly far more elite than the soldiers fighting on the front lines.

To Gray's relief, Alandil seemed to be intimidated by his imposing manner and didn't cause any trouble.

For example, they might just send a few people and say that this is just the Imperial Guard doing a perfunctory job.

It seems that this Elf King is quite pragmatic.

Um... is it possible that this Elf King is your father-in-law?

But then I thought, why would the Elf King, who has such an elite force at his disposal, refuse to send even a small part of it to alleviate the pressure on the front lines? If such a force were available, the rebels would never be able to overwhelm the royal army in a direct confrontation.

Are we going to keep our troops unused and just let them gather dust in the warehouse? Or will we only send out our personal guards when the rebels reach the capital?

When that time comes and the rebels besiege the capital, no matter how elite this force is, it will be of no use.

It's no wonder that the Kingdom of Saint-Tian suffered a crushing defeat in the war with the Kingdom of Olmec.

They wouldn't have just sent a bunch of weak soldiers to get themselves killed, would they?

At this point, Gray gained a deeper understanding of the absurdity of the royal family of the Kingdom of Saint-Tian.

With the support of such an army, Gray felt relieved, believing that the elves could meet his expectations.

Gray ordered Elendil to send his personal guard to aid the front lines, not because the Shadow Court lacked manpower to resist the rebels.

If Gray really gets serious, I can just take Beta and Capa down to break through the enemy lines and wipe out all the rebels.

But the purpose of the Shadow Court was never to help the Kingdom of Saint-Tian quell the rebellion; it was just something that happened along the way.

Alpha sent a Ten Shadows Servant to the Kingdom of Saint-Tian to cause trouble for the Demon Cult and prevent them from achieving their goals easily.

With two of the Ten Shadow Servants, and even Gray, now present, the balance of power has been disrupted. As long as they confront the Demon Order head-on, they will be victorious.

Therefore, Gray hoped that the royal guards could defeat the rebels, forcing the demonic cult that was secretly supporting the rebels to take action and wipe out these cultists in one fell swoop.

From the captured cultists, Gray learned that almost all of the Shadow and Dark faction's fighting force, which he had just clashed with, was here.

One archbishop, two bishops, and I've already killed one myself.

The difference in combat power is still quite significant, so Gray hopes to annihilate this faction of the Demon Cult.

However, as long as the Demon of the Underworld and Shadows, Daklis, lives, the Underworld and Shadow faction of the Demon Order will surely re-emerge, and some people will inevitably succumb to the demon's seduction and become cultists.

My life is endless and inexhaustible!

Therefore, the problem should be solved at its root.

Only by killing the remaining six demons in the Netherworld Prison can the Demon Cult be completely eradicated.

Gray knew nothing about what was happening inside the Netherworld Prison.

Beside him was a pink-haired succubus from the Netherworld Prison. She had accidentally arrived in the Prime Material Plane in her childhood and only remembered a few superficial details about the outer environment of the Netherworld Prison, which were of no reference value whatsoever.

Tsk, so this pink-haired succubus is really useless. Is she only good as a human Fiji cup?

Well... all I can say is that Beta is in charge of serving me tonight, otherwise Gray wouldn't even dare to think about such a thing.

Beta really made him arrogant, greatly increasing his self-confidence.

This disease is not difficult to treat; just put him on Cappa's bed for one night and he will behave.

Two bishops and one archbishop—this is considered a lower-middle tier within the entire Demonic Order's factions.

The top three factions—the greedy and avaricious faction, the power-hungry and domineering faction, and the lustful and pleasure-seeking faction—have the largest number of cult members and the highest overall combat strength.

With greed for wealth, power, and lust, it's hard for any cult member not to be drawn to these three factions.

After all, these three factions encompass and can satisfy the desires of most cult members.

The other four factions are mostly made up of lunatics, which is why they have such a taste.

As dawn broke, Erin's personal guard finally arrived at the front-line garrison. This land had witnessed countless battles, every inch of soil soaked with the blood of warriors and the will to stand firm. The handover between the two armies was a silent ceremony, filled with solemnity and respect.

The Imperial Guard halted slowly a hundred paces from the defending positions, their formation perfectly synchronized, as if even their breathing was in sync. Their leader, a battle-hardened veteran, rode forward, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, fixed straight ahead.

On the defending lines, General Elrond approached. His armor was stained with dust and enemy blood, but his eyes remained resolute and his posture upright. The two met on the battlefield, and the captain of the royal guard dismounted and gave the defending general a standard military salute.

"You've held out this long, thank you for your hard work." The voice of the guard commander was deep and powerful.

The garrison commander returned the salute, his voice slightly hoarse but full of pride: "For Erin, for our homeland, this is our duty."

Then, the handover officially began between the two armies. The Royal Guard soldiers orderly relieved the garrison troops of their posts, each position smoothly passing on responsibility and mission. Although the garrison soldiers were exhausted, their eyes shone with trust in the Royal Guard and a thirst for victory.

Guided by the Royal Guard, the defending soldiers began an orderly retreat to the rear to rest. Though their steps were faltering, their hearts were filled with gratitude and relief. Meanwhile, the Royal Guard soldiers took up their new posts, their gazes more resolute, their weapons gripped tightly, ready to face the rebels.

How did it get on fire...?

Gray complained helplessly.

If the Royal Guard had been sent out earlier, the situation on the front lines wouldn't be so bad...

What was the level of the Kingdom of Saint-Tian in its later stages? Even Elron could command troops, could he? You know he didn't have the ability. Fighting like this on their own doorstep, they've completely lost face.