Makai Hongi

The night club began.

I imagined an array of ladies dressed in luxurious rooms doing "ohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho"

None of the women in the dress. They're all qualitative.

The dishes are arranged on the table, and what is plenty used is a lamp made of fine oil.

A room as bright as day can tell that this venue is a very luxurious space.

"I hope you don't smell beast fat"

In my village, candles mixed with wildlife oil (...) are used.

I don't really want to use coal because it smells like a beast.

"Golan, you look great."

General Farnese pounded me on the shoulder and laughed.

I wear white sheets and clothes with only my head out.

All the surrounding elephants dress the same.

Those in the general position are in military uniform, and the civilian is still wearing vertical stripes similar to mine.

Apparently, this is the outfit.

"When I used to come to the castle, it was good with leather armor."

"Speaking of which, you did. It hasn't been that long since then... no, it's been a upheaval lately"

One of the generals is dead, with a troop leader running off in this country alone.

Well, the troop leader who ran away - Nehyol, I'm going to hit him if I find him.

"So General Melarda is not here?

You must be the guest of honor at this evening's party, but I don't see you.

"It's tough, the guest of honor is supposed to meet us all where we are. You're way ahead of us."

This night club. The organizer has become General Farnese.

So I'm here from the beginning of the meeting, sifting through the extraction.

I have to be here from such an early stage to attend in turn from those who don't seem great.

"What will Felicia do?

"I'm not calling. It's more valuable to keep a secret."

Without a military teacher, the enemy will lick you in battle.

They shouldn't smell its existence to win by putting measures in place.

Looks like he wants to use it as a trump card for the war.

The commander of the regiment held by each general came in.

I'm not sure who I am.

And some of the castle's clerks sometimes do not know the race.

In the seventeen years since his reincarnation into the demonic realm, he has purchased as much knowledge as possible from merchants, hunters, travellers, etc. who visit villages, but that alone has its limits.

Especially as regards the race, there can be prejudice in it on the part of those who taught it, so it is better to actually meet and exchange words with each other.

That's why I'm using this nightclub to make a voice call...

…………

Often ignored.

Apparently, the clothes I'm wearing represent the position at the bottom, and they would have been different if they were colored (strong) or had a pattern in them (smart).

"And I guess it's because you're an Auga"

To be clear, the Auga are famous for their brain muscles.

I wondered why I had to talk to my brain muscles and the famous Auga tribe at a night club I hadn't had in a long time.

"Be close to someone like that, if that's what you want."

I decided to give up.

"Golan, the generals are here. Let me introduce you."

"Yes, please"

General Farnese is the only one who talks to me.

When I say it's hosted, I cry over its meticulous care.

"Tourat, he's my direct golan. He was the fierce one who flirted with the Farah and Leninos armies in that battle."

"I'm Goran, I'm in for an introduction. I've been over-introduced, but think of it as an Auga tribe."

That's right, introduce yourself, and gently raise your head.

"I hear about that operation, too. And the battle in the hills that preceded it."

General Tulart is a Cyclops tribe.

It's supposed to be silent, and it's actually taking me a while to talk about all this.

"Two-rat has the strength to stand in line with a gologo darn. Why don't you try a fight with Golan next time? You like that, don't you?

"Yeah, well, when you get a chance,"

Even though I'm not such a combat freak, General Farnese is a good joke, too.

After that, we talked about how long, but General Tulart only returns it with few words.

"You're a lousy mouth."

"No, I don't mind."

"Then we'll talk with our fists next."

"... Yes"

A battle freak was here.

At the end of my conversation with General Tulart, and I was in a ho, came the likeness of a crow Tengu with pitch-black wings.

It would be Daldaros of the Flying Heavenly Nation.

"Hi Daldaros. Enjoying yourself?

"If you don't enjoy these seats, your men will follow you."

Information gathered in advance also shows that General Daldaros is admired by his men and trusted by other generals because of his honest character.

Just listening to you talk to General Farnese shows that you are well attentive to others.

Makes me think strength is not the only way to follow many. I want to apprentice.

"Is that... charisma"

I was looking for the cutest word, and I poked my mouth all the way out.

By the way, in the case of Legion Commander Nehyol, given that the more I talked to him, the more I thought he "smelled," I guess my ratings would be pretty good, too.

Residents of the demonic world are not comfortable with obedience or think that what they think is easy to say to their faces and words.

The more they stand on top, the better at hiding or falsifying it. I feel that way.

General Daldaros and I continued our military conversation, and General Farnese came and stuck around with his elbow.

We have a guest of honor.

The Kobolds suddenly rushed out.

"Well, here comes General Melarda."

The night club was finally about to turn to the real thing.