"Huh?" Linya let out another cute confused sigh.

"what happened again?"

"In the entire Demon King's Palace, this seat took the most effort. Because it is made of fine materials, it is also very troublesome to carve. I heard that some of the fine parts were specially carved because the workers here could not meet the craftsmanship requirements.

I went back to the mainland to find the best elf carver for help, and finally it was completed."

"It's none of my business, why can you use your enthusiasm in such a strange place?" I finally couldn't help but angrily hit the coffee table in my heart. If I have that time to relax, I would rather you go back to the mainland and shit yourself before coming back.

Better than doing this kind of thing!

"Ahem, it's all Farah's fault."

"Yes, yes, he had to do this."

"Sure enough, we shouldn't have let him go in the first place."

Seeing that I was angry, the other mages coughed a few times and blamed each other. Without your approval, or at least the tacit attitude, how could Old Farah be so rampant and create such a Demon King's Palace without telling everyone? And such a vulgar taste.

Demon King's Seat?

"In short, it's one thing to dismantle it or not. I will never sit on this chair. If you want to sit on it, go ahead and sit on it." I pushed Linya and looked at her narrowly.

"Huh? Me?"

"Yes, you are also the manager of Holy See Hill now. Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with sitting there."

"But it's so shameful." Linya tilted her head and said the truth.

"..." You know I'm ashamed and you still ask me to sit down? Am I a professional in shame? Do you know how much moral integrity I have lost over the years? I won't brag to you, it can go around the Dark Continent ten times!
Chapter completed!