I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

For Ogeb, joining Qiangla Library and Qianglabu Diboge in the Slaughter Cup was a mission bestowed upon it by the Demon King.

"It's one of my intuitions, an intuition that tells me… Steele Prowl might be hiding in the Library," the Demon King said languidly.

Recalling the soul altar on the upper level of the Library, and remembering the deceased Steele Darling, Lee Read felt a sense of absurdity as he walked all the way here.

If it weren't for the Slaughter Cup, a small mind spirit in the Library wouldn't have become enemies with Ogeb, and even more so, wouldn't have replaced the Bag Demon to become the new King of the Arena.

Everything, everything, was due to the Demon King's inexplicable intuition.

"Of course, I have many intuitions, and this one… so far, the results are not bad?" the Demon King asked Lee Read, "Steele Prowl is dead, and Demon King City is rid of the Clockwork Demon."

Lee Read didn't know what attitude to take towards being involved in the battle between the former Demon King and the current Demon King, and couldn't answer.

Then, Lee Read suddenly thought: "Then why did you look for Ogeb? Why go so far around? Wouldn't it be better to directly give Budiboge the task?"

"Of course not, Budiboge has had a lot stolen from it, and it definitely has an agreement with Steele Prowl," the Demon King smiled, "Only in this way will it not attract too much of its attention."

The Demon King was essentially using the Slaughter Cup as a piece of shit, throwing it into the Library, hoping to flush out that big fish.

"You are the King of the Arena," Lee Read agreed.

The Library can do even less.

Armor—he can't even make it himself. Is it the Iron Quality?

So, the question arises.

"What are the disadvantages?" Lee Read asked the Demon King.

It's even more impossible to satisfy small-scale experiments like the Mi-0 Armored Giant and the Bone Conduction Cannon.

The ways the small pillars support Demon King City include the supply of various resources, as well as increasing the number of demons and fallen souls.

Or outlive that Demon King, and not renegotiate terms?

Thinking a little further.

King of the Arena.

Isn't it the same as raising a group of slaves?

"Eighth, he cannot enjoy command of 80% of the armors in Demon King City," the Demon King said, and Lee Read recalled the armors and armored behemoths he had seen in the Arena.

It's just that how long it can last is still unknown—Lee Read is not sure if he can endure those terms from the Demon King for as long as Ogeb did.

Everything in Demon King City… there is no reason for its existence, but demons grow wildly and sprout from the soil.

The rest should be the Demon King's personal affairs.

"Very good," the Demon King didn't explain much, "Now you know."

This is not the main source of Ogeb's pressure.

For example, the Pleasure Interlude must supply "pleasure" to Demon King City. Otherwise, why hold demon balls endlessly?

"With Ogeb's death, whether the Library participated in the war or not, the profits from this expedition will be taken by me and the other major pillars." Thinking of this, the Demon King smiled bitterly.

"Understood, a mission," Lee Read decided to deal with the Demon King's mission cautiously.

However, thinking of resources like Slaughter Thirst, Lee Read understood again.

A soul contract covered in bloodstains was spread out before his eyes.

This expedition is a huge tomb for the bottom-level demons, but for the Demon King and the major pillars, it is a windfall—they mostly get what they want.

Perhaps this is the Library's responsibility?

The Library's knowledge is used to inherit and supply closed combat training, which is also considered another kind of resource supply.

With just a Demon King's "intuition," so many demons have to pay the price. He really deserves his throne.

"Disadvantages…" the Demon King raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Expedition profits?" Lee Read suddenly remembered that the Arena, as a member of the First Army, naturally had this privilege.

With the meddling of the Left and Right Protectors, Copper Spoon, and Tom, the Library's land has already been expanded and utilized to its limit. No matter how distorted and stretched, there is no way to expand it further.

Lee Read finally added a new title to the long string of titles.

Lee Read was naturally depressed—not to mention how much more the demons in the Library could grow with more magic power supply, just the range and strength of the Deception Staff would increase rapidly.

Skeleton Prince, Wielder of the Bone Sword, Master of the Library, Son of the Demon…

Although the Library is also a Chaos Space, what can be controlled is ultimately limited.

Lee Read understood the Arena's responsibility—to provide Slaughter Thirst for Demon King City and the demons, to provide war reserves for the expeditionary forces, and to do some personal work for the Demon King.

Except for Fentus.

The various gambling games in the casino, the tampering of the vault, the transformation rituals of the great altar…

The other major pillars must also have their own "responsibilities."

"The first benefit is that the King of the Arena enjoys the magic power supply of a major pillar level, and you and your gladiators can grow quickly."

"An ironclad King of the Arena, huh…" the Demon King mimicked a sentence from his memory, chuckling.

Little Red Riding Hood? Forest Ranger? Whisper of the Forest?

A spark of candlelight ignited in the Arena's candlestick.

In the past, deceiving an eighth-order hero or Ogeb required great caution and thrift. Now, maybe he can deceive a Great Magister? A Demon King? A Demon King's mentor?

Such bloody storms have swept across the continent of Chaos, and souls, greed, pleasure, and the like… must be in massive quantities.

Except for Ogeb.

"By the way, as usual, I still have to ask…" the Demon King suddenly remembered something, "Are you willing to accept my questioning and my naming?"

"That's all. Are there any more questions?" The Demon King's eyelids finally drooped, as if he was a little sleepy, "Will you be the next King of the Arena in Demon King City?"

"Yes, but as I said, Ogeb's profits will be used to offset my debts, so you don't have any." The Demon King seemed to remember something, "The Library doesn't either."

Lee Read was overjoyed again.

Unexpectedly, it was directly blown to death.

So he has never been through the vault. Moreover, when Lee Read took over the authority, there was no summons from the Demon King…

Meng Ping couldn't hear the Demon King's inner voice and couldn't imagine what good things could be brought back when the expeditionary forces were beaten like this.

Having the Arena's land is certainly a good thing.

It's just that the supply cycle of knowledge is very long, and it is directly inspected by Mento.

Or is it because half of the authority is still with Budiboge, and he hasn't completely controlled the Library yet?

"It's just that they seem to have all been used up by Meng Pingheji," the Demon King chuckled, "If they are to be produced again, we need to wait for the expeditionary forces to bring back the profits before they can be sent to the dwarves for processing."

Seeing that Lee Read seemed to have accepted the Arena's responsibility, the candlelight under the candlestick showed signs of revival.

Where have they all gone?

Lee Read didn't care too much.

Demon King City squeezes the major pillars so hard, the benefits must also be sufficient, right?

Lee Read was silent.

【Analyzing… 71%…】

"Very good. I look forward to the day when the Arena prospers again."

There are so many bone mages in the Shadow Space now. With Tom around, there is no fear of not understanding how to embed the soul back in.

"The seventh thing is that the King of the Arena can control the land of the Arena, modify and expand it." The Demon King looked at the candlelight, "I hope you manage it well and make the Arena prosperous again."