Makai Hongi

With the stupid brothers and sisters back, the days of alignment begin again.

For once, I caressed it carefully this time.

You'll be able to live in peace for a while until the wounds heal between you two.

"... but your defenses were up a lot"

I had worked with Kyoka before I went to the main unit, but I felt the same way then.

"Oh, I might have killed you," but it was a surprise to get up.

Whether he was attacked by a superior race that wasn't working out at all or would have died instantly, he soon returned to the front.

"It's not just passive. Something like this... you got the hang of it?

I knew there was a "way to get hit" that reduced nature and damage.

Both of us can "recieve" for a long time.

It's a rarity for a demon dweller.

For that matter, this side deals unacceptable damage.

With that repetition, he was apparently trained.

"And I wonder if he's got more visual acuity."

Anyway, I've been figuring out how strong to deal with them.

If that's the case, why don't you throw it into the enemy line and survive the outing?

"Hey Rig, did you have any interesting stories over there?

With the noise gone, I asked Rig that.

It's a good place to be unscrupulous, but Rig is a deputy who can.

One of the stories that will entertain me, about two, will be ready.

There is, right?

"It doesn't matter directly, but we have information brought to us by General Tourato in the south before we leave the castle"

"Ho."

"I'm sure you know that General Tulart was stranded on the border to restrain the small demonic kingdoms of the south."

"Oh. You had a soldier replacement a while back. Is General Daldaros a castle now?

"Yes. General Farnese headed to town to recover his reduced soldiers in the battle in the north. Currently, only the castle and south are the main guardians."

Until recently, the north was the most important base of the country, but the death of the little demon king Kyoka also eliminated the need for soldiers to be stationed.

The north is now in a state of civil war.

Instead of being able to afford to attack this country, it seems to be a stream that is likely to divide into several countries.

"So what happened in the south?

"From the kingdom of Bibasini, the Great Demon King, a group of Cyclops has gone north. Apparently, they lost the power struggle and chased the country."

"Bibasini the Great Demon King? Much to the south, isn't it? It was south of the Great Demon King Darm. What's northbound... are you in this country?

"That's right. The small demonic kingdoms of the south are in a state of civil war. Looks like he's been pulling his way out of there."

The Cyclops, a giant species, have big bodies and strong powers anyway.

They have stamina and even have magic resistance, so they're the ones who struggle to defeat them.

"How many countries have you come to this country through? But you lost the power struggle..."

The kingdom of Bibassini, the Great Demon King, is pretty good, too.

"General Tulart of our country is also a cyclops"

"No, I was. You've been counting on me for my fellow countrymen?

"No, he said it was a battle."

With my knowledge, Bibasini, the Great Demon King, is old.

I was not interested in governing and should have left everything to my men.

Occasionally, I hear stories about the success of the downfall.

This time too, the Cyclops may have been chased in the aftermath of a dispute over the replacement of the general position or something.

"I wonder if a superior officer of the giant species has been killed. I guess that's how he got away with it."

If the superior officer is defeated, he will normally remain a subordinate of the new superior.

But if not, they may run away.

Such races are quite so.

Many species choose to hide somewhere, to identify their country while accumulating power, and assimilate it when the time comes.

The Lamia, for example, are good examples.

If you change your place many times and turn your country around, you can get used to running away and get weird.

We all look for a carefully subordinated country in the hope of settling somewhere.

This is my last life, I think it resembles a career change.

Some people decide to get a job because of the amount of pay and time off, but many of them should be making a comprehensive decision about whether this company is right for them or if they can bury their bones here.

This is the world of demons.

If you make a wrong choice, it could be a race and death.

Rumor stories are also an important source of information because it is a society without the Internet, but it really lacks credibility.

Actually, I'll have to live there, but there's no way.

"So what was the outcome of the battle?

"I think I destroyed it. We hear that General Tulart sent down an enemy general in one stroke and absorbed his subordinates."

"That's great."

General Tulart ascended to the General by continuing the trail of General Gologodarn.

Until then, he had fought under General Gologodarn as Legion Leader.

The army over there, though highly destructive because of the large number of giant species, is smaller in number than the rest of the regiment.

If the Cyclops join the division, it will lead to increased combat power.

"Except he said General Tulart wasn't safe either."

"I see, when fellow countrymen fight each other, the damage is also great"

The compatibility of the species becomes important in fighting, but in the case of fellow countrymen, the battle may simply be determined by the difference in overall power.

It is generally said that a higher amount of magic vegetables wins.

In the case of compatriots, it is difficult to develop unilaterally because the sharpening of magic vegetables takes place.

I can also snort that I get hurt badly.

Well, General Tulart hit him down with one hit, too.

You can call it a special medal. I guess I should just get some rest.

When I was swallowing, the aftermath came to me.