Nathan felt a big headache when he looked at the plan sent by Dikao, because it seemed unimaginable to him.

What are the regulations that citizens should try to walk right; put a trash can every 100 meters on the street; do not allow urination and defecation and throw things around anywhere; crack down on any gangster who cheats...

Damn it, does this devil have obsessive-compulsive disorder or what?

Nathan complained wildly in his heart. Although he didn't dare to say it out loud, his impression of Dikao had changed from fear to perverted obsessive-compulsive devil.

But it doesn't matter. Since it's the boss's order, it can only be executed.

Seeing noon, Nether called out the Holy... No, Turner, the guard commander of the City of Demons came out to have a meal.

At the dinner table, Turner stared at Nathan, waiting for him to speak first.

"Next, do you have any plans?" Nathan asked.

Turner thought for a while, slowly raised his head and said, "I have been in the army for almost twenty years. Now I'm going to let me out, I don't know what I can do...why? The Demon King doesn't want a human army?"

"That's not..." Nathan shook his head, "He proposed a reform plan, and the training in the future will be very strict. Of course, the food has also been reformed. To be honest, I am very envious."

"Stop kidding..."

"See it for yourself!"

Nathan threw out a plan and said in front of him: "This is the future military reform plan, with detailed standards on it."

Turner took it over and looked at it with half belief. At first, he looked disdainful, but the more he looked, the more frightened he became, and his eyes were wide open.

"As an old man, what do you think?"

"This... is simply incredible..." Turner touched the thick beard on his chin. "If you really want to form such a force, the money you invest will be more than three times higher than now!"

"The problem is that he can really make the money." Nathan shrugged.

"Okay, since that's the case, I have nothing to hesitate," Turner nodded, "It doesn't matter if we fight for the devil, if we can really get such treatment."

"Then remember to go back and tell your soldiers, and if you want to withdraw, as soon as possible." Nathan took a bite of the dish, "Otherwise, when that Lord Carita comes, the deserter will become the food of the demons."

"Okay, I'll do it when I go back!" Turner nodded.

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A week later, Carita walked into the camp of the Castlevania early in the morning.

Today is an important day, and the army of the City of Demon will be completely reformed and become the first army of the Demon King.

Each guard stood in the middle of the training ground wearing his own worn armor, forming three square arrays.

As Carita walked in on a horse, the soldiers subconsciously turned their heads and glanced.

When they saw the tall horse with exposed bones and Carita with her head clamped under her left armpit, they turned around.

Although most people are forcing themselves to be expressionless, their slightly shaking legs still reveal their emotions at this moment.

Carita slowly walked to Turner on her horse, then jumped off the horse's back and placed her head around her neck.

"How many people are here?" Kalita asked expressionlessly.

"Master Carita!" Turner was also a little scared, his voice trembled, but at least he could still remain calm. "There are many people quit these days, and now there are still 652 people left here."

"Okay!" Kalita turned around, walked forward two steps, and stood in front of the three square formations.

"You!" Carita's voice was extremely penetrating and resounded throughout the training ground. "Since you have chosen to stay, I will see you as responsive!"

"No matter how glory or how good the military achievements you have ever had, they have become a thing of the past! You remember that what you once fought for has left you!"

"From now on, you will be the first army of the Demon King in the Demon City to fight for my king! Wherever my King's sword is pointing, it is your next battlefield! Do you understand?"

"clear!"

Facing the terrifying demon clan of Kalita, someone there dared to play tricks, and everyone agreed in unison.

But in Carita's opinion, this was not enough, so she took another step forward and shouted: "Didn't you all eat? The sound is so small! Do you understand?!"

"I understand! I understand! I understand!!! I understand!!!"

The soldiers yelled in unison, and everyone was holding their energy, and even the veins on their necks burst out.

"very good!"

Carita nodded, "Today is your last holiday. From tomorrow on, you will welcome extremely rigorous training and be prepared!"

After saying that, Carita got on his horse and left.

Turner looked at her leaving back and breathed a sigh of relief.

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Dikao came to the back mountain behind the castle, where the necromancers were the place.

Usually, I conduct various evil human experiments here, discuss various black magic, etc.

But now...

As soon as Dikao came up, he heard noisy sounds coming from inside, and walked in and took a look.

Some people played mahjong and some played cards, and there were people watching around them. In addition, some people were sitting in the distance, and some people gathered together to discuss magic...

I have to say that since Dikao made mahjong and cards, the free life of necromancers has greatly enriched the necromancers.

In addition, since Dikao did not allow them to wear the big cloaks that covered their bodies, he has also begun to focus on dressing up.

The closer the Necromancer comes, the more powerful the transformation of his body will be. Necromancers are essentially a transformation from humans to demons, so overall, most of the Necromancers are handsome men and beautiful women.

But it’s just a waste of time here, and it’s impossible for someone to fall in love here.

Because on the territory of the Demon King, everyone belongs to the Demon King, including these necromancers.

In other words, if Dikao had a whim call a female necromancer to serve her bed, they would not refuse.

The demons are so domineering.

Although Dikao has not been interested in humans other than Selena, he has not forbidden them to fall in love.

But what if one day it’s a whim? That subordinate will definitely feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, necromancers will not fall in love with the same devil king. If you want to find a separate necromancer, you will go out to find a separate necromancer outside.

Or it is common to go directly to human cities to use forced means, etc.

However, now Dikao has set rules that do not hurt people at will. If they want to do anything in the future... they will probably have to spend money to find a career.

...

After Dikao came in, the necromancers stood up and their luggage stood up.

"Okay, do whatever you should do." Dikao waved his hand, "Who saw Fax?"

"My King, I'm here!" Fax poked his head out from behind the crowd next to him and agreed, then walked over quickly, "Are you looking for me?"

"Well, go, sit down and chat there!" Dikao waved his hand, took the lead to the table and chair next to him, and sat down carelessly.

Fax also sat next to him at the invitation of Dikao, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"I believe you know the things," said Dikao. "The border city of the Dylanta Empire is mine now."

"Yes, you didn't deliberately block the news." Fax nodded, "I also know you changed it to Castlevania."

"Those don't matter. How do you think of building an academy in City?" Dikao asked.

"Academy?" Fax was stunned, "What kind of academy?"

"Just... Necromancer Vocational and Technical College." Dikao said.

"This..." Fax couldn't understand, "What do you... want to teach?"

Because there is no such large-scale academic institution in this world, most of the knights inheritance are joined by the church or the knights of the empire to receive training.

Or you can join the private army of the nobles to receive training from the old knight who retired as a bodyguard, or you can become a knight.

The inheritance of magicians is basically controlled by the church. For ordinary people, if they are lucky enough to meet a wandering magician and are accepted as their disciples, they can also become magicians.

As for the necromancer, it basically belongs to the route of being accepted, and some are unintentionally inherited in places like cemeteries.

Some necromancers even catch some people to force their disciples. In fact, they are servants responsible for serving tea and water. They will teach some things over time, thus becoming real disciples.

However, this efficiency is always very low, so Dikao had the idea of ​​establishing an academy for cultivating necromancers in Castlevania.

At that time, some children in the Castlevania can actively sign up so that they can accept systematic learning and can also be assigned jobs after graduation...

Dikao talked about his thoughts, then looked at Fax and said, "What do you think of this idea?"

"Forehead……"

Fax was a little stunned, but he already understood what Dikao meant and nodded, "You are simply a genius, my king! In this way, you can cultivate necromancers in large quantities!"

"It seems you support me?" Dikao smiled, "I thought you were unwilling to teach students!"

"How could that happen?" Fax smiled, "Actually, I wish I could bring some apprentices. This way, many troublesome trivial matters can be left to the apprentices, and I can free up time to do more things."

"Well, it's very good that you have such an idea!" Dikao patted his shoulder, "That's it, you discuss with your subordinates. By then, this school will be established, and it will take several years for students to graduate from school to graduation, and you can discuss the textbooks and other things. When the matter here stabilizes, we will start to implement this matter."

"As for order!" Fax nodded and agreed.

"Well, Fax, maybe you'll get busier and busier in the future." Dikao looked at the sky, "But I promise you will be fulfilled."

"It is my honor to do things for my king!" Fax replied.
Chapter completed!