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The little fairy is a highly fascinating creature, appearing as palm-sized beings with insect-like wings similar to the Elf Clan, but they are genuinely magical creatures, not sub-human like Beastmen.
Their ability to work together is astonishingly strong, making one wonder if the fairies can communicate telepathically with each other.
They follow commands, don't lie, work diligently, have no selfish desires, and can be extremely selfless when necessary. They exhibit great patience and eagerness in tending to crops and animals.
Indeed, they are rare and valuable labor force.
However, their dislike for humans is ingrained in the racial bloodline of the little fairies, so even human children without malice often fall victim to fairy pranks.
Clearly, it's the nobles' fault again.
If humans did ten things that other races hate, then twelve or eleven of them would be related to nobles, and it wouldn't be unjust to blame them...
While there are indeed decent nobles, with normal nobles being the majority, there are quite a few nobles with questionable minds that can tarnish the world's impression of humans.
However, the little fairies have a favorable attitude towards Yila.
"Master Yila"
"The manure pit is"
"ready to be built"
"The manure from the streets"
"has been collected"
"It's very smelly"
"How long to store it?"
Responding to the fairies' queries, Yila, while flipping through books in his room, raised his head and said, "I've seen it before; next, add ash and straw, fallen leaves, and stir every day until it becomes dry, non-smelly soil."
The efficiency of the creatures within the Demon King Territory is quite impressive. It's been only a night since yesterday's instructions, and the manure from the streets has already been collected to a location further past the fields, piled into a foul-smelling mound.
Perhaps this is the value of those servants labeled as "slaves" within the Demon King Territory. They require little to no whipping or coercion, nor do they shirk responsibilities; tasks are accomplished regardless.
Those so-called "slaves" possibly live happier and more freely than many citizens of the Empire.
"Yes!"
"Thank you, Master Yila"
"Much appreciated"
"We'll go and"
"start working"
For the fairies who chattered without clear separation between phrases, Yila chuckled softly, pushed the items on the table forward, and said, "Hold on, have some snacks before working?"
What Yila pushed forward were five small, milky, square snacks, just enough for the five little fairies, one for each.
"What is this?"
"Never seen before"
"Smells nice"
"But we still"
"need to work"
To these fairies who were saying this, drooling yet planning to work, Yila picked up a small spoon and stuck it into the jiggly dessert, saying, "This is pudding, one of the first sweet versions in the world."
"Help everyone in Demon King City try the taste, alright? It's not considered slacking off."
Yila said this, recalling how last night, when he went to the kitchen in search of food... Yes, he did go to the kitchen, so it made sense that Hilena arranged his room here.
Last night, Yila discovered agar, a seaweed extract used in this world for making wine, and agar was the key to creating modern puddings in his previous world.
In this world, pudding exists as a sausage-like food made of blood, meat, fat, oats, and bread, savory and strange sounding but quite tasty.
"Is that so?"
"Then"
"We will"
"try it."
With that, the fairies eagerly flew to the table, picking up their little spoons, which they wielded like Luoyang shovels, and dug into the milky-scented pudding to taste it.
"Wow"
"So sweet"
"Tastes great"
"So bouncy"
"..."
Watching these fairies begin to chatter rather than speak in a unified manner like before, Yila chuckled softly and shook his head, continuing to look at the book in his hand.
This book is the history of the Crimson Dragon, briefly explaining how the ancestors of the Crimson Dragon retained their sense of self under the Demon's corruption and eventually became completely corrupted due to the Dragon Clan's exclusion.
Yila could not guarantee the authenticity of this, but it did offer insights and traces of the past.
"..."
After the fairies finished their little puddings, they did not chatter but instead looked at Yila, sitting by the window reading quietly in the sunlight... For some reason, they thought this human in front of them was quite beautiful.
The person was handsome, spoke gently, was kind-hearted, and handled tasks with care.
(Fallen Creatures on the Battlefield: Do you really understand what gentle means?!)
"Hmm? Finished eating? Then can you help deliver these puddings to the leaders? Including Hilena, the Demon King, and those you saw before... well, just to everyone at yesterday's meeting."
Yila displayed the puddings in small boxes by his side, watching the five little fairies as they lifted all the puddings in one go and urged, "For the excess, give it to the maids, man-servants, and little fairies in Demon King City, saying it's a reward from the Demon King."
"Okay~"
"Alright, alright"
"Thank you, Master Yila."
"We're off."
"Goodbye."
The little fairies, despite their petite stature, have strength matching that of ordinary Empire men, making it easy for each fairy to lift dozens of puddings.
Giving the crafted small puddings to future colleagues is quite normal, and subordinates do not need to know who Yila really is, so Yila doesn't need to build relationships with them.
However, Satan Ye requires the respect of subordinates so that they gossip less, which is necessary for a king.
"Swoosh..."
Wind blew in from the window, flipping the heavy parchment that Yila was halfway through reading; the wind flipped one half, and Yila the other. But only he was reading, not the wind, and isn't that unfair to the wind?
Such sunny weather is rare in winter, though people in this world don't care much about the weather due to their strong heat and cold tolerance.
Yet, Yila, who was reading, couldn't shake the feeling that he had forgotten something.
...
Ah yes, if it's the fairies, they might say to the servants: [Master Yila made the puddings, and let us give the extras to you, saying it's a reward from the Demon King].
The fairies would certainly mention Yila because...
"Aren't fairies supposed to not lie?"
Yila muttered this to himself, sinking into deep thought.
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