"Ah? Then what should we do? If she kills her..."

Metz smiled, "What do we have to do at all! What does this have to do with us?"

"What does it have to do with us...?" Robben blinked strangely, "This... I am the protagonist of this marriage."

"But you are not the protagonist who caused this marriage." Mess answered without thinking and continued to look at what he was in his hand. "This time it seems to be clearer now. This is completely the Black Emperor punishing this queen who has always been restless. You are in a very unlucky way to become the Black Emperor. In fact, it has nothing to do with you."

"Yeah!" Robben nodded immediately, and said in his heart that he wanted.

"So!" Mess smiled confidently, "The opportunity falls on us. We just need to let the queen understand this clearly, and establish a good relationship with each other, and bring the queen and us on the same front. Then even if the marriage is finally established, the queen will be furious, but she will not take her anger to us. She will cooperate more closely with us to restore the throne faster. After all, the queen needs to show her performance in front of the Black Emperor... The situation here is also a yardstick for the Black Emperor to measure the Queen, haha... to a certain extent, we can actually limit the Queen."

After saying that, Mes raised his eyebrows slightly, "But even so, you must be extremely careful when you come into contact with this woman. As the devil, she is moody and never anger her head. If she is suddenly overwhelmed by anger, then not only you, but all of us may be in danger of life."

"I know this, I will deal with it carefully." Robben was also quite worried about this matter.

Mess suddenly looked up at Robben, then shook his head with a little regret, and went to see himself without saying anything. Robben was surprised, "What are you doing when you look at me like this?"

"It's nothing, I just think if you change your appearance, this may have a higher success rate."

"Why?" Robben couldn't help but touch his face.

Mess was not polite at all and said directly: "According to human aesthetic standards, you are not handsome enough. If you follow the standards of the demons, you don't have the aura of men to beat the heroes, so I think the queen may not even have the interest to look at you a few more times."

Robben felt that his self-esteem had been hit... and said with some resentment: "This matter doesn't seem to have anything to do with this..."

Mays suddenly said with a serious stern voice: "No, Robben, this is actually very related. You and the queen have a marriage contract. Sometimes the relationship is very subtle. The premise of the queen confirming that you are with her is the same group. If you are a handsome and handsome man, then I think the queen will definitely get better of you soon."

Robben rolled his eyes, reached out to take Mess over, stared at Mess and said, "I said my second wife! Why do I think you are asking your husband to use a handsome trick! And it's such an indifferent tone!"

Mess looked at Robben in a slight surprise, and then couldn't help but smile, "I'm saying this, you don't have the conditions to use it anyway!" As Mess said that, he took it back, "I mean, I hope you can do your best to establish a good relationship with the Queen, which will be of great benefit to us, if possible..."

After thinking about it carefully, Metz seemed to make up his mind and said, "If possible, it's OK even if it's really retrieved, well... if it can be done, it's best."

Robben couldn't help but touch his neck, "That way Fanny will chop off my head..."

"I naturally went back to say that Fanny's side. Of course, this is when you can. You'd better not get close to the queen for this purpose, and end up stealing the chicken and losing rice."

Robben scratched his cheek, "Are we just a little bit wrong?"

"No!" Mess answered with certainty, "Although I'm sorry to the Queen, we do need foundation and backing in the demon world. If possible, you can naturally bring the Queen back. To be honest... In the long run, I hope this is the case. Unfortunately, this seems to be more difficult than us directly defeating the Black Emperor. Don't be foolish and run rashly to provoke the Queen."

"I won't go to seek death..." Robben smiled bitterly, "I have been in the illusion for hundreds of years, and I know the nature of this queen very well. It is rare for her to be at peace with us."

"Well...what she likes? We should serve her preferences." Mess asked hopefully.

Robben thought for a while and replied helplessly: "It seems that she likes everything along her, and she almost kills her against her. She doesn't like jewelry very much, and is not interested in magic except soul magic. Oh, right! This queen seems to like lively activities. At that time, there were many such places in her royal city."

Mess nodded, "Okay! Just know, you should do what you want. You should do as you know. Well... this thing is almost the same. I will deal with it later. Ah... I am so tired." After stretching, Mess walked out, "What should I eat for lunch? Neya doesn't know if no one will give me a plate of dishes..."

Robben picked up the unrecognizable story and looked at it for a while. It felt like it was completely another story from another person...

The demons seemed to have always been very efficient in their work. The next day, the Black Emperor sent people to deliver all the delivery procedures and corresponding items, such as title medals, and Robben was awarded the position of honorary demon king and great lord.

The Liuguang Grassland where the Hanging City is located is very wide and has a large depth. It has not been reclaimed yet, but judging from the very long and lush weeds in midsummer, the land is very fertile.

The Black Emperor has promised that the construction of the Hanging City will be carried out immediately, and that the development of the Liuguang Grassland will also be given strong support, and money and materials are no problem at all.

Robben didn't pay much attention to these things. He didn't understand them very well anyway. Even if he did it, he couldn't do it well. Besides, as long as Metz took these things over and thought about them for a while, he could put forward very good opinions, so Robben didn't want to cause trouble.

Now Robben's most concerned thing is about the witches.

When he returned from the Black Fortress, the Black Emperor had already agreed that he would arm the witches and the elves before returning to the mainland this time. After that, Roben would bring as many witches as he would go back...

Although the witches' combat power is not strong, fortunately, they can combine multiple people to move large-scale magic. The power of this magic is still quite considerable, especially when it comes to the battlefield, so Robben has already made plans. This time he returns to the mainland, he must take as many witches as possible.

"What!!?" Nalan, who was explaining the departure with his subordinates to his subordinates, opened her mouth wide and looked at Robben in surprise, "Master...Master! Just now...I didn't hear it clearly, uh..."

Robben smiled and repeated, "I just ask, can you get enough combat effectiveness standards for 100,000 witches."

"Ten...100,000?" Nalan's eyes trembled.

"Hundred thousand." Robben nodded affirmatively.

Nalan frowned and had to think seriously, then gritted the bullet and replied: "Master, the witches selected from the mainland are all elites. If calculated according to this standard, the number of elite witches like 100,000 is indeed a little larger, but if you have enough time, you can get them all."

"Oh..." Robben was a little disappointed. It seemed that the witches had a large base, but the number of witches with outstanding combat power in front was very rare. No matter which demon world it was in."

Nalan controlled himself several times, but in the end he couldn't help saying: "Master! It's not too difficult to raise 100,000 witches. As long as you have time to mobilize them,... If such a large number of witches pass through the teleportation array, it may increase the chance of business accidents... I'm afraid that when I go to the mainland, these 100,000 witches will lose a lot, so..."

Robben thought about it and said, "Forget it, the number of 100,000 is indeed a little more. This may make the current action of the demon tribe in the demon world difficult, so! 50,000! This number should not be that difficult?"

Nalan insisted: "Master, the number is not a problem, but what I want to say is what I just said. When we went to the Demon Realm through the teleportation array last time, we relied on the Master's defensive magic, but it was just barely enough. If the number continues to increase..."

Robben shook his head directly, "You don't have to think about this, I have my own way, only 50,000! As soon as possible, some houses and construction personnel transported by the Black Emperor will soon return. I want to set up a few witch training camps here, so that they can screen out the potential witches."

"Train camp?" Nalan's body trembled slightly.

Seeing Nalan's reaction in his eyes, Robben understood that in Nalan's memory, the training camp was a place full of pain and horror. He smiled and said, "Ah, I was wrong just now, um... I wanted to establish several witch schools so that all witches can learn something, and at the same time, I also opened a witch potential who is willing to go to the path of a strong man. Don't worry, this is different from the witch training camps in other places."

Nalan was obviously still worried, but she didn't say anything else.

Robben asked, "If it was the number 50,000, how long would it take?"

"If you want to have ten days...50,000 people will need to be mobilized from all places. The witches are scattered around the demon world to act. Ten days... it's already fast."

Ten days... faster than expected, Robben nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, then that's it. I will do the matter about the teleportation array, you don't have to worry. This is for you..." Robben corrected Mess from his arms and copied his experience in the illusion to Nalan.

Nalan took it over and looked over the pages curiously, and was stunned, "Master, this thing..."

Robben smiled awkwardly, "Ah... this is quite different from before, but... don't worry, now I'll give you a task."

"Yes, Master, please tell me!" As soon as Nalan talked about the task, he immediately became serious.

"You have to be surprised and naturally let this thing fall into the Queen's hands. Can it be done?"

Nalan was slightly surprised, but nodded immediately, "This is not difficult, there are many ways."

"That's good. If you do your thing, I won't disturb you." Robben knew everything inside the witches, and knew that such secretly teleporting items and creating reasonable accidents could be said to be part of the witches' work. This thing will definitely be done perfectly, so there is no need to worry about anything.

It is necessary to lead a large number of witches back, and Robben had his own plans to solve the safety of the witches, but before this, some small experiments were needed. After thinking about it, Robben still felt that the Nalan in front of him was the most suitable.

"Naran, you can deal with the things in your hands, about three days! I have something to do for me in three days."

Nalan was stunned again and nodded quickly, "Yes, master."

Leaving Nalan, Robben returned directly to his room and began to study how to improve the safety of the witches when they returned to the mainland. While thinking, a soft knock came from outside.

Judging from the familiar rhythm and vague strength, Robben felt that it was Nia outside.

After agreeing, Niya pushed the door open and Roben's face changed slightly. Niya was holding a tray in her hand, with a steaming dish on it.

"Nia... It seems that it's not time to eat." Robben's eyes stared at the dish until it gently fell on his table.

Niya's face flushed, "Master, Niya knows that it's not time yet, so... I made the dish for the owner."

What is the reason for this...? Robben looked at the dish in confusion. I have to say that there is still a difference between Niya's skills and Niya in the illusion. At least the dish now looks pretty good and smells pretty good. However, Robben dared not try it easily because he had already learned the last painful lesson...

Niya lowered her head and held her hands together, "Nia felt...it made everyone's appetite bad during the meal. It's so sorry for everyone, so..."

Robben started sweating, so he planned to be sorry for me alone?

He hesitated... He picked up the chopsticks beside the plate, and Robben bit the chopsticks and asked, "Nia, you don't have to give it to me so much, you just have to try it."

Niya bit her lower lip, and a few rays of light rippled in her eyes, "Master, Niya knows that Niya's dishes are very difficult, but Niya is working hard, and... Niya wants the owner to be the first to try the dish made by Niya..."

This is causing me...Robben wants to cry...

However...Nia looked sincere, and Robben also understood Niya's thoughts. Niya had done similar things in the past, but she only cooked after the dishes she made could be watched. At that time, Niya's dishes were at least not bad...

Eat... and you won't die! Robben moved his eyebrows and rushed to the dish with great momentum. Five seconds later... Robben's face began to go from blue to white, from white to green, from green to black...

"Ah! Master, you're fine!" Niya was startled.

Robben now has an idea: keep all the dishes made by Nya with magic, and in the future, anyone who doesn't like him will invite him to visit his house, and then put this plate in front of him to keep all the resentment...

"Nia... keep working hard." After saying that, Robben rolled his eyes and fainted...

All the things that the Black Emperor promised were fulfilled. Two days later, tens of thousands of elite demon troops arrived outside the Hanging City and carried a large number of supplies.

Robben didn't know what they brought, but Robben knew this unit.

Although this is just a few tens of thousands of troops, this is a special unit that specializes in the front when the demon army marchs. The so-called "breaking the road to the mountains and building bridges when the water" is what they do. In any environment, they can and must complete various excavation and construction tasks. Sending them to the hanging city for construction is a waste of energy.

In addition to these tens of thousands of troops, more than 10,000 demon experts specializing in urban design and construction have also arrived at the Hanging City. After all, they have to make the decision on the construction and modification of fine places in the city. This is the vanguard. Robben learned that 200,000 demon troops would soon be driven here to first carry out the overall construction of the Hanging City and carry more materials.

Robben gave these things directly to Metz and the witches who managed the Hanging City. After two days of experimentation, Robben felt that the safety issues of the witches when they passed through the magic circle were basically solved.

The next day, Nalan came to Robben early to report. Nalan was always a little surprised that Robben said he had something to ask for help. He didn't know what he had to do.

"Okay, Nalan! Let's go out!" Robben, who seemed to be thinking about something in the room, saw Nalan coming in, and walked out without saying a word.

"Yes..." Although Nalan was puzzled, she couldn't ask where to go, so she had to follow her.

Nalan soon realized that the destination was not very far away this time, because after leaving the Hanging City, Robben directly chose to fly, and the direction was not the nearest city with a teleportation yard.

But after a while, a little doubt flashed in Nalan's eyes, "Master, we are..."

Robben pointed ahead, "This is not the destination that can be seen."

What surprised Nalan was quite surprised: Robben's destination was actually the Flame Canyon, where the large teleportation array leading to the Human Continent was located.

Although Carlisle does not always appear in the Hanging City, he is still there now, and Zoro is the only one who guards the Flame Canyon.

Robben first went to see this burly bald man. What made Robben feel a little moved was that Zoro, who gave him infinite oppression when he first came out of the teleportation array, has now kneeled on the ground and saluted him...
To be continued...