Makai Hongi

○ Mirch, Deputy Chief of the Nehyol Corps

The country where the great little demon king Melvis was created was a decent place for us vampires.

Many of the inhabitants are night demons or many of their dependant Warcraft species.

Not only is his boss, the Legion Commander of Nehyol, but the general on it is also a vampire tribe.

Although the Vampires are the superior species in the demonic world, they are small in number.

In this way, I think it is only by gathering in one place that we can protect each other and prosper together.

Master Melvis, the Elder Vampire, knows all about it.

"Dear Nehyol, the Golan came and asked," Shall I take it? "

"Golan did? What is it?"

The voice went up. I'm delighted.

"I didn't even hear from you, it looks like you're here all of a sudden, shall I drive you back once"

"No, Milch. Let me through here...... no, please go to the assembly room"

"Ha, is it the assembly room?

In the presence of Nehyol, the commander of the legions, many gather together.

The assembly room is supposed to be the room to use at that time.

"That's the toughest place you've ever been. If anything happens, don't come in until it's over."

"Ha, no, but..."

"Mirch, this is an order. I'm sure something interesting will happen, so don't ever interrupt me. If it seems to get in the way... I don't know about Mirch anymore"

"... Ha. Yes, I did. Just like I said."

"Thank you. That's my deputy.... Then they'll call Goran"

Is that an indication, there has been a roar in the assembly room.

Looks like a Goran fighter is fighting Master Nehyol.

But why? I can't get over the thought.

Anyway, from what I've seen, Golan only has the same amount of magic as the average soldier there. Besides, the race is an Auga tribe.

It's no different than just suicide by passing through a clarity and recklessness, such as fighting Master Nehyol.

Originally, the Auga tribe, even in the demonic realm, were to a lesser extent inside.

Besides, I'm a biased individual who can't use magic and requires physical ability.

The inability to use magic means that you will be vulnerable to magic attacks.

I only use the magic in my body to strengthen my body, so I'm intolerant of magic.

"... that's a long time"

The battle still seems to be going on.

Even if Master Nehyol is pranky and doesn't use magic, the settlement should be almost instantaneous.

Not so many walls exist between the Vampires and the Auga.

"Mirch, come. I need you to clean up."

Apparently, you called.

Is that Auga tribe minced?

I can imagine Master Nehyol crushed it with care.

"By your call, I'm here."

The first thing that caught my eye in the assembly room was the giant of the Auga tribe.

I never thought five bodies would be satisfied.

From the tragedy in the room, it should be certain that the battle took place here, but what does it mean?

Then I looked at my Lord and stayed...... no, I was stunned.

I don't have one arm.

I panicked and looked at the floor, arms and...... wrists!?

Together, it belongs to Master Nehyol, whom I am accustomed to seeing.

There's a skinny sword rolling in the distance, so maybe it was slashed with it, but no way!

The Vampires don't name the best species.

It bounces off with the skin where it is tapped with a sword.

If you are a powerful Orga, you may also reach the bone with a blade.

But that's all. You can't possibly do that, such as slash it off.

What does this mean?

After the Auga tribe left, I finally wrapped my arms around it after a little while.

"Uh, it's starting to move. Thank you, Milch."

"No, until I did what I deserved as a deputy... so Dear Nehyol"

"What?"

"There's been a lot less magic vegetables, but no way in the battle ahead?

"Right. It was pretty strong, Goran."

"Is that Auga tribe? Still, wouldn't it have been a moment if Master Nehyol had used his magic?

"I don't know. I wonder if you've given me time to use it."

There is indeed a concentration of spirit to use magic.

In the case of us vampires, it doesn't matter if it's just a small concentration of time, but in the case of one-on-one at close range, that moment can also divide the light and darkness.

"Is there just an Auga tribe?

"I didn't mean it either, but neither did you. I'm still hiding something. I didn't deny it, and there was probably a big concealed move."

"No, that's amazing. Looking forward to it. Golan won't bore me at all."

Master Nehyol is in a good mood.

For once, when I asked him about the outcome of the fight, he said he had won.

I lowered my chest relieved, but the other guy didn't mean it, and he said he wouldn't know next time.

"But it's weird. I thought I'd come for the Legion Leader's seat."

That seems to be where I'm unhappy.

"Remember his face and his name, too, Milch."

"If that's what Lady Nehyol says."

I am Mr. Nehyol's deputy.

During the earlier defensive battle, he remained here to defend the town of the Nehyols, including this House.

Apparently the defense ended with a win on this side, but that Auga clan was promoted to troop leader then.

They say they are lowering the Gouden of the Heioga tribe over the top.

(I see, I can also nod that Master Nehyol thinks that the next aim is to be the Legion Leader)

Today's battle may be an outpost.

Then I might come back with a winnable formula.

No one will complain that the deputy himself destroyed it before that.

"Dear Nehyol, I remember. It's Golan."

"Yes. Nice to meet you."

His name is Goran. I remember.

I smiled, too, at Lady Nehyol, who smiled.