Makai Hongi

"Whoa, you guys, that's a face I don't see. Anywhere else?

Something tangled up. Besides, the way you get tangled is too much as expected.

"What the hell, are you quitting? If you're fighting, I'll buy it all. This guy."

Juga pushed me forward.

Juga, what are you doing?

Which one's the artist?

"Wow... is that anthropomorphic?

One of you moves in and screws me from the bottom.

"rare... this is truly anthropomorphic"

The other looks at me from the bottom to the top.

It doesn't seem to strike me all of a sudden, and I feel the discussion seems to make sense.

"That's right. This anthropomorphic, the crying child was also called the 'Rebellion's Destroyer', which is a horrible one. Get to know each other!

Why does Juga look great?

Or a traitorous exterminator, isn't that the name Juga thought of?

"You know what a 'traitor exterminator' is?

"No... I've never heard of you, such a painful name"

Look at that. You're being treated like a "what kind of person".

And they said, "It hurts" or something. Said it in front of me.

"You guys, get your ear holes in the air and listen up. This Murderer of Rebellion has come to crusade against Vagan and Noche of Xaredragon. Just show him around!

No, you're not.

Because I don't mean to, and I just want to safely get off the coast of all summer.

"Hey, what?!? You think this" traitor exterminator "will crusade our allies?

"This is not how I do it." Rebellion's Destroyer. "

Hey, wait, don't call me that painful name.

I'm not. Don't take Juga's word for it truly.

"Yes, I need to let Master Vargan know now."

"I'm coming to Lord Nosh."

"Okay, split up."

"Ooh."

"" Let's go, ooh!

They ran away.

"... Ha, not as much as my mouth. Right, Master Goran."

"You, what are you doing?

I dropped an extra-large knack on Juga, who laughed up the edge of his mouth.

I asked Juga, and the guys just now seem to be patrol soldiers on the rebel side.

I had a matching scarf wrapped around my neck, so I'm pretty sure.

"Why are you wearing scarves? When I heard," a sign of treason, "I received an unusual answer.

And what happened to Juga?

It seems to be called the Hate (Ura) Michi (Tsura) of the Scattered Red Hat Clan who was chased home.

Juga now says he works downstairs under Bourgeon, but has no idea where or what other fellow countrymen are doing.

You think wild bastards are pretty likely dead, too?

Certainly non-combat races chased for their dwellings are difficult to live in even in the demonic world.

Or very perishable.

It's hard to live, and it's easy to pass away. I could say I'm a little equine right now.

Juga, a non-combat race for that reason, hates them.

Ever since I first met Juga, I've felt it, but it really seems like you want to make me hostile with them.

As for that, that's good because it was something I could have predicted.

But......

"They weren't hostile."

It didn't feel like it was coming at me without question.

It's subtle if you'll let me through honestly, but I wasn't under the impression that everything I saw was an enemy.

This is proof that control is in place.

Outreach, isn't it solid as an army organization?

"Still persecuted us. He's a fine enemy."

"I guess... well, I guess so"

Non-combat races basically live subordinately to strong races.

I have to leave if you tell me to leave.

All are good fighter breeds.

But when it comes to how miserable that good life is, it's not.

The strong are all unexpectedly absurd, so often without someone like them, they don't even make up a basic life.

Everyday trivialities like garbage disposal, starting with the preparation of rice, for example.

Naturally, even the superior race can do that.

I can, but I won't.

If you work, you think you lose? No, it's not.

Though it does seem like a nite.

Here's what the top races think.

I won't do it because it's a hassle. Someone will do it.

No one's gonna do it? Until I let you do it.

It feels like this.

So it is the turn of the non-combat race that moves as the hands and feet of the upper race.

Their presence is essential.

For that reason, if you abuse or make it evil, you will abandon your hometown and run away like Juga did.

It is the battle race that is in trouble to escape.

As a result, few species underestimate non-combat races. Some of them are scum.

That's why I initially pictured rougher, scumbag-like people.

The non-combatant race escapes. I thought there was no room for discretion.

But it was more controlled than I thought and a little unexpected.

"… so let's move on"

The guys on patrol ran away, so I can't help but wait here.

I will also meet them some time soon.

We went down the coastline.