"I really don't know, but when I was traveling to the Lingyi Empire, I saw that many of their cities had no air ports and the streets were messy... I could probably imagine it."

"No, the real situation is much more serious than what you see. At that time, every household grew food, but many people still starved to death every winter." My father seemed to be trapped in memories.

"Since that's the case, why do we still want to betray His Majesty the Demon King?"

"It's not betrayal, it's for living!" The expression on my father's face was a little painful, "I admit that it was His Majesty the Demon King who made our lives what we are now, but that was a god after all, an invincible existence!"

"How do you know that the gods are invincible?" the daughter asked back, "Have you seen them?"

"I don't, but the old people say so. This is passed down from generation to generation..."

"Haha..." the daughter sneered, "Last time a classmate was cut by a knife because his little finger was cut, but when he was transferred to the next class, he became cut off his arm. Only a few people could pass on something to such an outrageous level, let alone the stories passed down by your generations."

"What do you mean?" The father was a little angry, "You mean I'm lying to you?"

"No, I mean you may have been cheated since childhood!" the daughter corrected.

"you……"

My father raised his hand and wanted to beat him.

The daughter was not afraid at all, but raised her head and looked proud: "I only know that we live in a peaceful country, not the environment where people will freeze to death in winter, which is all..."

"I know this is all given by His Majesty the Demon King, but living is the most important thing?" My father finally gave up, "Even if he returned to the same environment as before, he could at least save his life."

"You may be able, but we can't." The daughter shook her head, "We have never experienced such a harsh environment and cannot adapt to it. Especially in an era where people may die if they are slightly injured."

The mother who had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke: "Let me say something. According to the environment we were in childhood, men are the absolute head of the family. But now, my daughter can argue with you like this. Don't you think this means that the times have changed?"

My father was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, times have changed."

"So, are you really willing to go back to that kind of environment?" asked the mother.

Hearing this sentence, his father remained silent. If possible, he certainly didn't want his family to return to the kind of life he used to be.

The daughter took a step forward: "So at this time, we should support His Majesty the Demon King. Only if he wins can we keep our lives."

"Maybe you're right..." The father nodded, feeling that he seemed to have been persuaded.

The daughter raised her head and whispered: "Unlike the elementary school students today, I was the first group of students in Demon Primary School. I often saw His Majesty the Demon King at Teacher Enjieli and even talked to him."

"What did you say?" asked my father.

"His Majesty the Demon King said to us in person, 'There is no peace of time, it's just that I am carrying the burden on you.' At that time, we knew that His Majesty the Demon King was different from the legendary demons outside."

"But the enemy is a god after all..." My father seemed to be a little persistent.
Chapter completed!