"I don't want any after-the-fact compensation! It makes me look terrible! Lureya and I resurrected you together, so why does only she get a statue? People might think she's the demon king!"

Buwana quickly explained.

"Because Miss Lureya's image aligns more with our race's understanding of a divine figure. Goblins also have slightly pointy ears and a love for nature like elves, and their ancestors are underground fairies..."

"Oh, so you thought the flat-haired blonde was a female goblin. That makes sense now."

Shami stroked her chin, feeling balanced inside.

Bone Frame secretly recorded Shami's words.

Although the four Demon Envoys are currently in a stalemate, she's currently most in favor of the Elf Demon Envoy. If she becomes someone of the Elf Demon Envoy's, she'll have a big protector in the Demon Realm!

The group continued walking, and after a few steps, Shami saw the most magnificent building in the village, located right beside the village's central square, facing Lureya's statue.

"I didn't expect the village's facilities to be so complete; they've even built a rural church to satisfy spiritual needs."

This was a wooden structured church, and it seemed like the daily prayers had just ended, as goblins were gradually leaving the church.

After the goblins left, a tall figure bent down and walked out from the church door.

The pink minotaur in bishop attire held a Bible and looked at them curiously.

"Master Shami, what are you doing here?"

"I was about to ask what you're doing here! Isn't this the Goblin Tribe?"

"Oh~ because Buwana is building the village, I came over to help with constructing the church and Miss Lureya's statue. Even a village needs spiritual support, right? And Buwana also sent many goblins to our tribe to help dig mountain caves and collect herbs. Mutual assistance is normal, isn't it?"

The pink minotaur scratched its head, laughed heartily, and announced the results of the mission.

"Master Shami, the Pure Love Sect has become the primary religion of the Goblin Tribe, you know. By the way, it seems like the Slime side hasn't built their church yet, so I need to go there. Later, we'll also need to send missionaries beyond the Demon Realm to spread the Pure Love Sect. That's it, may Lureya bless you, Master Shami."

The pink minotaur and several minotaurs behind it quickly bade farewell to everyone.

"You've already turned Lureya into the demon king, haven't you, pink minotaur!"

Looking at this scene, Shami didn't know what to say for a moment.

He initially thought building the Demon Realm was a very arduous task, with the integration of various demon races and the division of territories being troublesome. All of this required his personal mediation.

But now he's realizing that, without his knowledge, his demon subordinates have already reached the point of visiting each other.

The Demon Realm was developing gradually while he was unaware of it.

"Master Shami, don't worry, the Demon Realm belongs to everyone. You don't need to bear this responsibility alone every moment."

Buwana seemed to notice Shami's subtle emotional changes and spoke earnestly.

"Hmph, a truly worrisome group, the demon king isn't as fragile and petty as you all think. Buwana, starting tomorrow, the Goblin Tribe will have to pay taxes to the Demon King Castle."

Shami snorted and turned to leave the goblin village.

Bone Frame hurriedly followed.

In practice, the demon king discovered a truth: as the manager of the Demon Realm, he needs to visit various parts of the Demon Realm occasionally to get the most authentic situation there.

The next day.

Shami sneaked in to observe the Minotaur Tribe's development, but upon entering the tribe's territory, he was immediately captured by the pink minotaur, forcing him to follow along.

"Master Shami, rest assured, our Minotaur Tribe firmly adheres to the demon king's steady development policy, focusing on two important strategies while implementing three necessary development ideas..."

"Hearing your words immediately makes me feel like the Minotaur Tribe has developed into something I don't recognize."

Shami voiced his deep concern.

On the eastern side of the Demon Realm, near the edge, lies a hilly area.

Minotaur Town.

Compared to the goblin's development, the Minotaur Tribe is slightly more advanced, having developed from a village into a town.

"Has the development direction skewed?" Shami frowned, "The Minotaur Tribe shouldn't be as ferocious as the Beastman Tribe? Developing into a town seems a bit too civilized."

"Really?" The pink minotaur scratched its head, "But actually, most minotaurs aren't used to living in the town; we usually live outside. The town has other functions."

"Could it be a disguise purpose? Pretending to be the headquarters so that in the event of an invasion, the enemy's forces would waste all their ammunition here first?"

Shami pondered, stroking his chin as he walked into the town.

The town is the central area of the Minotaur Tribe, organized neatly, with ninety percent of the buildings being churches.

"We're planning to make this place a pilgrimage holy town, so in the future, believers from all over the place can come here for pilgrimage."

The pink minotaur's eyes gleamed.

"No, upon entering the Demon Realm, non-demonic beings are already on my hit list."

Seeing the town's situation, Shami's eyes lost their shine.

"Why are all the churches dedicated to Lureya? At least make one for others too!?"

A flat-haired blonde craze seems to have gripped the Demon Realm, with two demon races already supporting the trend. If it continues like this, won't divine power exceed royal power, and won't the flat-haired blonde's influence surpass his own?

"Master Shami, you're wrong, we do have other churches here."

Shami's brow relaxed.

Indeed, he still has a place here.

"Chief Pink Minotaur, you're indeed one of the demon king's close ones."

The pink minotaur felt proud, pointing to surrounding buildings.

"Did Master Shami not notice that the town's architectural styles differ? From the town center, in the four cardinal directions, the churches are of various styles. The eastern church is the sunshine style, the western one is dark style, the northern one is power-above-all style, and the southern one is multicultural style. That's right! Besides Miss Lureya's church, there's also Miss Lina's, Miss Saili's, and Miss Elze's churches."

The pink minotaur raised his hands high and shouted.

"Pink minotaur, your tribe's development subsidy for the next half year is gone."

Shami left the Minotaur Tribe without looking back.

The following day.

Shami calmed himself.

"Although everyone likes the flat-haired blonde, followed by the three Demon Envoys, then me. But I'm the domain master here; the backbone of the family is often an unnoticed presence."

Shami consoled himself and headed to the Slime's tribe.

Southeast of the Demon Realm, at the junction of a forest and a plain.

From afar, Shami saw the jelly-like Slime basking in the sun on the plains, with countless Slimes, numbering over a thousand.

Shami entered the midst of the Slimes, looking around multiple times, but not seeing even a hint of any buildings.

"Jelly, where are your tribe's buildings? I've given you a domain in the Demon Realm for so long, shouldn't there be some sort of racial architecture after settling down?"

Shami questioned the giant blue Slime in front of him.

In the sunlight, the Slime visibly remained silent.

"..."

"..."

Jelly slowly bounced and led Shami to a small hill with several cave entrances at the foot of the hill.

"Ah, so you've built them in the caves. Slimes indeed like living in caves. Compared to goblins, the Slime's behavior is more normal."

Shami slowly crawled into the cave.

The cave quickly reached its end, with bare walls and nothing inside except smooth walls.

Shami glanced at the accompanying jelly.

Sweating, Jelly gestured at the large space deep inside the cave.

"You mean to say, during this time, you were mainly constructing this anti-air raid hideout? If there's an air raid, the Slimes can hide inside and safely avoid it?"

Jelly nodded.

"Even when others attacked inside the Demon Realm, you were thinking about hiding? Ultimately, you've done nothing all this time. As the first resurrected demon, you're still in the Primitive Tribe stage!"

Shami took out a whip and mercilessly punished Jelly.

"Go and collect all the wild cotton in the Demon Realm back to the Demon King Castle!"

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