"Your Majesty, I believe there is no need to preserve the many human kingdoms. All areas under demon rule can be unified into one nation, the Demon Realm," Shaquille proposed. "From now on, all ordinary humans will be classified as 'dust citizens', stripped of the right to have names and replaced with numbered codes.
Only those who submit to the demons and make great contributions will become 'upper citizens', granted the privilege of having their own names and limited power to rule over the dust citizens beneath them."
If humans were to serve the demons, their "noble" titles would certainly need to change. How dare they call themselves nobles in the presence of demons?
Shaquille had long devised this system, even considering that human names might be troublesome and inconvenient for demons to manage, so he simply replaced them with numbered codes.
Thus, commoners and nobles were essentially just changing skins, becoming dust citizens and upper citizens.
While Shaquille seemed to be completely pandering to the demons, he also benefited from it.
Before the demon invasion, he was the Chairman of the Upper Senate in the Mage Nation, second only to the Crown Prince and wielding peak power, but limited to the Mage Nation.
However, if Shaquille's proposal was approved and human nations ceased to exist, all becoming the Demon Realm, it would undoubtedly be equivalent to expanding the cake.
For example, as the President of the Upper Senate, the former could only govern the Mage Nation, while the latter would rule over all humans within the entire Demon Realm. Although the position remained unchanged, the real power expanded several times.
Moreover, the former commoners could at least have their own names and solve basic food and clothing needs.
But in the ruling strategy Shaquille later presented to Reji, the dust citizens truly lived up to the word "dust".
"Your Majesty, unlike the great demon race, the inferior bloodline of the human species dictates that laziness is the nature of most people. Therefore, we must never let those dust citizens live comfortably and easily, as it will only breed inertia in them," Shaquille advised.
"I believe Your Majesty can tackle this from two aspects."
Shaquille gave a look to the noble negotiation team behind him, and one of the representatives immediately understood, stepping forward.
Introducing himself as the Minister of Food in the "Consortium", he knelt before Reji's throne and petitioned the Demon King:
"Your Majesty, apart from the offerings to the demons, the remaining food produced by humans must not be fully distributed. We need to control it."
"Let seventy percent of humans starve, with only thirty percent able to eat their fill. This way, the other seventy percent will work even harder for the demons, while the thirty percent will desperately maintain their positions to continue eating well, not daring to slack off and continuing to work hard for the demons."
Shaquille secretly observed the Demon King on the throne, but unfortunately his face was covered by a helmet. However, although the Demon King was resting his chin on his hand, he showed no obvious signs of dissatisfaction, seemingly finding their proposals acceptable.
Then another negotiation representative hurriedly stepped forward, the Minister of Land.
And was this Shaquille's fault?
No.
Even if it wasn't Shaquille standing here today, there would still be the next noble. Nobility was not a person, but a disease that was bound to appear in the entire human group.
To cure this disease, humans could not do it on their own.
In other words.
The hero could never save humanity.
To truly bring salvation to humans.
It had to be... The Demon King.
"Kill them all," Reji issued the command, somewhat disheartened.
Beside him, Eileen confirmed again, "All of them?"
"All of them."
This exchange was very quick, too fast for Shaquille and the noble delegation still talking non-stop below to react.
A rose-colored thorn whip lashed out, and with a "bang", the leader of this human consortium's head split open like a watermelon.
After a brief daze, the terrified nobles instinctively scattered and fled, but what awaited them was the merciless blade of the Sword Demon. Their fragile bodies were like cotton, shredded into pieces under the Sword Demon's edge.
A small portion of the nobles in a desperate attempt thought of the only demon apostle who had smiled at them earlier, that little girl hugging a doll. They frantically ran towards Eris, begging for mercy. Stay tuned for updates on M V L
It turned out Eris indeed rejected none who came. Her small face, under the nobles' horrified gaze, suddenly enlarged into an indescribable monster, grinning and continuing to "smile" at them. Then one by one, she swallowed all the approaching humans into her belly.
In less than three minutes.
All the human negotiation delegations who had come to have an audience with the Demon King met a gruesome end.
In fact, if Eileen hadn't seen Reji's loathing for these humans and deliberately used such cruel segments to grant them death, the Sorcery Demon could have cleared the field with a random spell in two or three seconds.