"'Give me your Mana.'" Such words, in fact, had derivative meanings beyond the literal sense and first became popular in the empire before spreading across the entire continent.
In the usual sense, it was generally believed that the birth of offspring came from the mutual blend of the parents' bloodlines and corresponding souls (Mana). This was why noble children would only marry the offspring of other nobles whom they deemed suitable.
So, the meaning of 'Give me your Mana' was similar to 'Give me your DNA.'
However, it was not a statement easily misunderstood... It could be deliberately misconstrued, but typically, those conversing would not think in that direction.
"Is it related to the Governor?"
Hilena asked this, and Yila nodded, saying, "I'm particularly curious whether the Mana of someone with special talents like Tipcapu is different from that of a typical succubus."
"Hmm... Can I consider this as a reward related to 'fertilizer'?"
After hesitating for a moment, Hilena said this...
It was quite an excessive request. Although they hadn't thoroughly discussed what kind of reward Yila should receive, it was undoubtedly wrong to just cancel the reward like that.
"Okay."
But Yila said this. Hilena raised her head in confusion, not expecting him to answer so decisively. Then Yila grabbed her tail.
As her warm palm touched Hilena's tail, her body trembled violently.
"Ah!!"
Just as he had previously ignored Tipcapu's strange cries, Yila ignored Hilena's soft moans and the gasps that came with extracting magical power. He drew out a considerable amount of Mana before quickly letting go.
"Huff... Huff..."
"Lord Yila... That sudden attack... was too much..."
Yila glanced at Hilena, who was now scolding him with flushed cheeks, and simply said, "I don't need any reward. If you wish to repay me, then think about this moment when the Demon King Territory decides to betray me in the future."
"..."
Those words, which seemed to reassure Hilena's acceptance of his kindness, also seemed to reflect Yila's true thoughts. This moment brought her back from the bizarre feeling of Mana being drained.
It appeared that Yila's attitude was somewhat influenced by the empire, wishing for the people of the Demon King Territory to remember his deeds... rather than giving him tangible rewards.
To treat others sincerely and expect sincere returns was not an excessive request and could even be considered somewhat humble.
"Such a day will never come."
Hilena said this with a promise. She respectfully lowered her head to Yila and said, "If the day ever comes when you wish to leave the Demon King Territory, we will not stop you."
That was the greatest promise that a maid supervisor could give. Although it was clear from their interactions that Hilena held more power than a typical maid.
As Hilena spoke, a familiar voice chimed in from the other side: "Yeah, after all, stopping a Governor with monstrous creatures likely wouldn't be effective, right?"
Vera, who came over from the corridor, toyed with her large wizard hat as she spoke: "The only scenario I could imagine is Yila cutting through the blocking army."
What she said was not incorrect. In fact, if Yila wished to leave now, no one could stop him.
It seemed Vera had been eavesdropping on Yila and Hilena's conversation from a while back. She curiously watched Hilena's still-flushed face and asked, "So, that's what it feels like to have your Mana drawn by the Governor? Then on the battlefield..."
With these words, Vera's thoughts roamed across the battlefield, imagining monsters having their lives and Mana harvested. *Would their deaths be less painful than those killed by other professions? After all, wouldn't it be a mix of pleasure and death?*
*Ending her wild imaginings,* Vera wondered if she, as a mage with an insatiable curiosity, should try it herself. She put her pale, almost ashen arm in front of Yila and said, "Please take my Mana."
Without a doubt, she wanted Yila to extract her Mana.
Interestingly, she deliberately used the most easily misconstrued phrase from the empire, which could be interpreted as "Take my DNA."
It was hard to believe she did it unintentionally.
Yila, not knowing what Vera had misunderstood but also not understanding her thoughts, placed his hand on her arm and said, "Then, please do not resist."
As he extracted the magical power belonging to the witch demon from Vera's body, feeling the flow of Mana through his spinal column, he said, "But it seems that only succubi have a special reaction to Mana extraction."
Yila intentionally said this only after he started extracting... After all, it was free Mana given to him. He had no reason not to collect it.
Upon reflection, if extracting Mana from monsters on the battlefield with his arm also gave the same pleasure as it did to a succubus, the Governor's dignity would seem to vanish.
To be honest, it didn't seem as majestic anymore.
"..."
As a witch demon, Vera's Mana was of high quality. Yila remembered clearly how he had comfortably used witch demon Mana in the past during the wars, dealing with a half-dragon witch demon using his third spinal column (long-range attacks).
"Mmm... this feeling..."
Realizing she wouldn't exhibit the same expression as Hilena, Vera was somewhat disappointed. Struggling to find the right words from her familiar vocabulary, she finally said, "Both refreshing and strange."
"What's even stranger is, how do you Governors distinguish between my witch demon Mana and my human Mana? To me, they essentially seem the same."
Having this curiosity, Vera looked at the grayish-white Mana coalesced in Yila's hand. With the dissonance of her magical power being continuously used, she asked, "Why can't Governors use human Mana and only use monster Mana?"
With Vera's curious question, Yila squinted his eyes slightly before eventually deciding to explain...
Yila: "Why do you think it's impossible?"
Vera: "Huh?"
...
"Not being able to use humans as 'bullets' is a constraint rather than a limit for Governors; it's 'should not,' not 'cannot.' I proposed this, and I designed it."
Yila said, looking at Vera while patting her shoulder, "By erasing a few bytes of the World Spell from the talismanic knot around my neck in a special way, I could become an unrestrained Governor."
By then, Yila would become a truly fearsome professional... a Governor belonging to the monsters.
"A demon... Governor?"
Vera murmured to herself.