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

"That's it..."

After Gray briefly explained the whole story, Beta understood his master, the Shadow Demon, intentions.

Electing a member of the royal family to the throne faces far less resistance than usurping the throne.

Given the current situation in the Kingdom of Westphalia, even if the Rebellion of the Eight Princes is quelled, the problem of an incompetent and unpopular ruler remains, and the damage to the Kingdom of Westphalia will not be able to recover in a short time.

Indeed, it is still necessary to overthrow Edmund Celestio, the current king of the Kingdom of Westphalia.

"Should we nominate her as empress?" Beta sized up Aliceville, his scrutinizing gaze making her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Since it's Lord Shadow's choice..."

"So far, the person seems alright," Gray said. "If it doesn't work out, we can always find someone else."

Aliceville: "…………………"

You guys should at least avoid talking about this kind of topic with me, right?

But seeing Gray and Beta's unabashed manner, Alicewiel felt quite helpless.

I'm afraid I've fallen into some kind of dragon's den or tiger's lair, and I'm already deeply trapped. It's too late to climb out.

This is what happens when you have no power or influence; you can only be manipulated like a Fiji cup.

However, Aliceville felt that if this could save the declining Kingdom of Westphalia, then it would be worth it.

Aliceville cleared her throat and changed the subject: "What are your plans, Shadow Court?"

Alice was referring to what plans she had for quelling the Rebellion of the Eight Princes and forcing her father to abdicate.

Beta: "Uh..."

Beta, Ipsilon, and Delta, an elf and a vampire, don't actually have any decent plans. At present, they are just helping refugees and accumulating prestige. In the end, they haven't thought of any effective and specific measures to quell the Rebellion of the Eight Princes.

“Of course there’s a plan.” Beta didn’t speak, but Gray did: “It’s very simple, very straightforward.”

Aliceville was delighted to hear this: "Tell me about it?"

Without hesitation, Gray said, "You take care of winning over the people, and I'll take care of taking care of eliminating the eight princes one by one and then overthrowing the king, isn't that enough?"

Aliceville: "Huh?"

What did she hear?

To make sure she wasn't Erdoron, Aliceville asked, "Sorry, I didn't hear you quite right. Could you repeat that?"

"How come your hearing is failing at such a young age?" Gray retorted, repeating his earlier statement.

"So, you're in charge of winning over the people, and I'll take care of eliminating the eight princes one by one and then overthrowing the king, isn't that enough?"

Alice was now completely certain that she hadn't misheard.

Rather than saying the plan was too simple or too rudimentary, it's more accurate to say it was too hasty.

In short, it can be summed up in two words: "tactics" and "attacks".

Alice was so shocked she could have stuffed an egg in her mouth.

Winning over the hearts of the people and defeating the eight princes were the foundations for stabilizing the Kingdom of Westphalia.

Winning the hearts of the people is relatively simple; as long as they have food to eat, they will naturally gain the support of the people.

However, defeating the Eighth Prince is no easy task.

Each of the eight kings is an eighth-level mage, and each has a considerable army under their command. They are not so easy to defeat.

Beta, however, showed no sign of doubt. He simply stared intently at Gray and responded with a soft, "Mm."

Gray said, "Follow the principle of proximity. First, take down that guy, Roderick S. the Iron Wall of the North, and then find the nearest fiefdoms to take down one by one."

Upon hearing this, Beta immediately reported, "Delta is currently gathering information on Roderick Stiller, the Iron Wall King of the North. Shall we join forces?"

Gray nodded: "With her around, it will be less trouble, so of course we should bring her along."

Beta replied, "Understood."

I'll investigate where the next king is.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Only Alice Villanelle failed to follow the two's train of thought.

Wait, why are we already talking about who the next king will fight? Don't treat the eight kings like cabbages to be disposed of!

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As the last rays of the setting sun bathed the vast plains, the massive army of Albert Lane, the Righteous King of the Central Kingdom, set up camp. At the heart of the camp, the banner symbolizing Albert Lane, the Righteous King of the Central Kingdom, fluttered in the wind.

The camp was laid out meticulously and in an orderly fashion. Military tents were arranged like a chessboard, perfectly organized. The soldiers' tents were clustered together, while the officers' tents were slightly larger and located closer to the center. At the edge of the camp, horses were carefully tended, tethered to stakes, and quietly chewing hay.

In the center of the camp, a large tent had been cleared out to serve as a temporary command post. The generals gathered here, discussing strategy and tactics. Maps were spread out on the table, marking enemy movements and our own troop deployments. Messengers came and went, delivering the latest military intelligence.

"Report!!!!!"

A messenger rushed into the tent that was serving as a temporary command post.

In the main seat of the temporary command post sat the leader of this army—the Central Legal King, Albert Lane.

Although Albert Lane, the Central Ruler, is not a supreme king, he possesses formidable military strength and a considerable territory.

He was tall and imposing, the marks of time etched on his face—not just wrinkles, but medals from countless battles and the imprints of countless struggles against magical elements. His eyes were deep and sharp, like those of a hunting lion or a wise sage, always ready to pounce on his prey and always alert to any threats around him.

"explain."

Albert’s steady voice rang out, a voice that seemed to have a magical power to calm the messenger down.

"Reporting to Lord Albert, our scouts have discovered an army south of White Tower City. Roughly estimated, it numbers over 20,000 men and is carrying a banner with crossed swords and staffs."

Upon hearing this, Albert Lane, the Central Legal King, became serious: "Raymond Black..."

The flag with crossed swords and staffs is the symbol of General Ravende Black.

"They came so quickly..."

Central Legal King Albert Lane had only occupied Silver Marrow Territory for a few days. Considering the time it took to send the message and mobilize the army for the attack, it could be said that Ravend Black arrived here without delay, having just received the news a day earlier.

It really came much faster than Albert Lane had anticipated.

"That loyal dog..."

Albert Lane knew that once he conquered Silvermarrow Territory, he would be on the verge of taking over the royal capital, and Revend Black would not ignore his occupation of Silvermarrow Territory.

He arrived before he could even settle in...