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

"So you haven't even seen a trace of the cultists yet?" Beta rested her pretty face on one hand, her expression not very good... or rather, quite bad.

"To my shame, I cannot deny it." Ipsyron slightly shifted his gaze.

Beta gently brushed her white hair back.

Isn't the current situation absolutely terrible? Forget about speedrunning, it might take several years to see any progress in resolving this chaotic situation.

The War of the Eight Princes led to the annihilation of the Kingdom of Westphalia.

How can we quell the rebellion? Even if we could quell it, would the Kingdom of Westphalia still be any more angry after the final battle? The victor would end up with a kingdom that was almost completely destroyed. Can that really be called a victory?

"But don't worry," Ipsilon added, "There was a shortage of manpower before. There were less than a hundred servants in the entire kingdom, so they were powerless to intervene in the war between the nine forces. Therefore, most of the servants were sent to provide assistance to the refugees who were displaced by the war, which slightly improved the popularity of the Shadow Court."

With your support, although the manpower shortage problem hasn't been completely solved, it's at least enough to intervene in the battle.

Beta sighed softly, “It’s clear you’ve done your best. Given the chaotic situation in the Kingdom of Westphalia, none of the other members of the Ten Shadows could have done any better. Ipsilon, you don’t need to blame yourself.”

It seems that the war cannot be quelled anytime soon. Can it be quelled within five...ten years?

In response, Ipsyron suddenly patted his flat chest and said, "Don't worry about that, it won't take that long."

Seeing Ipsilon suddenly become confident, Beta thought she had some magic trick to quickly quell the war, but Ipsilon's next words made her speechless.

"The Kingdom of Westphalia has been completely depleted. If the fighting continues, the kingdom will perish in about one to two years. The Kingdom of Westphalia cannot last more than five years."

Beta's face stiffened.

Does "not taking that long" mean the Kingdom of Westphalia won't last that long?

It doesn't solve the problem, but if the Kingdom of Westphalia, the source of the problem, is gone, then the problem is gone too. Isn't that a kind of solution?

Beta e_e: "………………………"

"Then let's just honestly ask for help..." Beta said helplessly.

Ipsyron naturally knew this and took action: "Otherwise, why do you think you came here?"

Beta gently shook his head: "What I mean is that the support isn't enough. Given the situation in the Kingdom of Westphalia, sending two more Shadow Servants would be more appropriate..."

Ipsyron responded, "If possible, we would certainly like more support, but they are all busy right now, aren't they?"

Zeta is in the Kingdom of Demira, and Kappa has gone to support her. Aita is also in the Orcish Royal Court of Shad Mountain, where Sita is responsible for providing support, right? None of the four of them can spare the time. You can't take away Zeta and Aita's support, can you? Big Sister and Gamma are also in Olmec and can't spare the time. Or do you want to bring Aiota to the front lines? She's not a combat researcher, and Lord Shadow can't possibly send her to the front lines, can he?

And also... oh right, where's Layla? Having her around would ease the pressure a bit..."

Beta had to interrupt Ipsilon: "We can't count on that. Lyra encountered a bishop while fighting the cultists of greed and avarice, and she was seriously injured and is still recuperating..."

Ipsyron was shocked: "Ah? Lyra?... "

His expression finally underwent a dramatic change.

Laila (No. 0486) is more of a junior to the Ten Shadow Attendants than a subordinate in the Shadow Court; she is a beloved member of the group.

Except for one particular dog, all ten Shadow Attendants took good care of Lyra.

Beta replied, "Seriously injured, but thankfully not fatal. It'll just take a while for him to fully recover..."

Hearing this, Ipsyron felt a little relieved and continued the previous discussion: "If Lyra can't come, is there anyone else who can provide support?"

Beta shook his head: "I was talking about Lord Shadow..."

Ipsyron Repeat Princess: "Lord Shadow..."

"May I come, Lord Shadow?"

Beta replied, "I don't know yet, but can I ask? When I was in Saint-Tian, ​​it was Lord Shadow who helped me."

Ipsyron exclaimed with delight, "It would be wonderful if Lord Shadow could come. I will contact the servant stationed in Bifeng Territory after the meeting."

There are two reasons why I most hope that Lord Shadow can come.

The most important thing is indeed personal desire... Ah, no, it's that if Lord Shadow could come, I wouldn't care about the War of the Eight Princes, the War of the Eighty Princes, or the War of the Eight Hundred Princes. With that person's power, destroying a country by himself wouldn't be difficult. He could just send out "I am atomic" in the armies of the various eight princes and everything would be solved.

Secondly, there's selfishness.

Well, personal motives are secondary. Believe me, Ipsilon definitely didn't want to wait for Lord Shadow to give her a reply so she could do this or that...

Beta chuckled softly, "Look at you, you're all smiles."

Ipsyron retorted, "Don't talk about me, you should shut your mouth first..."

The white-haired elf girl touched the corner of her mouth.

Oh no, it's really rising, and it's a bit hard to bring it down...

“Um…” A pretty voice raised its hand: “I’m sorry to interrupt Lord Beta and Lord Ipsilon’s conversation, but I have something to report…”

Beta looked and realized that the speaker was waiter number 0035, whom she had brought with her.

The meeting room wasn't just filled with Beta and Ipsilon, the two Ten Shadows' attendants; there were also ordinary attendants, who also had the right to speak. However, none of the dozens of attendants dared to interrupt Beta and Ipsilon while they were chatting and laughing. Attendant No. 0035 had to muster up the courage to remind the two of their presence.

Seeing the nervous look on waiter number 0035's face, Beta said gently, "It's alright, don't be nervous. Just say what you want to say."

Waiter No. 0035 is a member of the Demon King's family who entered the Demon Shadow Court with Betala. They are already familiar with each other, so he is not nervous in front of me.

Beta didn't know how the other ten shadows interacted with their direct subordinates, but at least she was more easygoing.

However, with Ipsilon present, it's quite common for the Shadow Court attendants to be overly reserved in situations where their non-direct superiors, the Ten Shadow Attendants, are present, but this isn't a major problem.

Once your direct subordinates have worked with Ipsilon for a while, they will naturally become familiar with each other, and with Ipsilon around, they won't feel so awkward or restrained.

"Yes, sir." Waiter No. 0038 said sweetly, "Lord Beta, Lord Ipsilon, I noticed that you two didn't mention Lord Delta just now..."