Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

There is a method of warfare called "attacking soldiers".

It used to be a castle attack tactic used during the Warring States. I say a military law that drives the enemy into a state of hunger by blocking the transport routes inside the barracks, especially food.

Although it will take some time, it also meets this condition that the castle and its own soldiers should not be harmed and that the soldiers should not be exhausted. By the time I heard from the Demon King, I had already decided to take this method.

Famous for his food attacks would be the attack on Tottori Castle by Hideyoshi Hanzai or the crackdown on Heavenly Grass chaos by Shinnozu Matsuhei. Both are battles that caused a lot of deaths on the side of Cage Castle due to food shortages. The appearance was hard to exhaust to the brush tongue, and some of them, like in times of great famine, had their hands on human flesh.

That's all I hear, it may seem like an absurd method of warfare to a soldier attack.

That's why I got one idea added to it.

"... what is this...?

Approximately a week after me and Satie returned from Zenobia and started the operation.

What appeared in the eyes of the demon king who came to Azchi was a sight that was roughly unlikely to be a battlefield.

"Ha-ha-ha!

"Yummy, this dish is delicious!

"Oh, and it goes with booze! Excellent!"

"Dude, are you sure this is a fight? Aren't you just eating and drinking?"

"Even you enjoy saying that." "Whatever. It's our Ike's favorite."

"Oh yeah! I'm gonna have to have a lot of fun anyway!

"And the food is delicious! The liquor is delicious too!

"Hey, anybody want to dance with me ⁉"

"Oh, that's good! Jesus Christ!"

"Cheer up -! That's the fight!

"Add a dish yet - ⁉"

"We're running out of booze, too! Bring it to me!

Flying around the castle is the insanity of even unarmed soldiers.

The appearance of demons and humans who drink alcohol, cheek dishes, and shake thoughts.

The Demon King had been taken aback to see the sight. Well, that won't be impossible either. Who the hell would think it would be a fight to see this situation? Who will know that we are in the midst of quelling the rebellion?

But this is a fine fight, too.

For the soldiers, enjoyment was the most important task this time around.

"Demon King, I've been waiting for you. How are your injuries?

"Ugh, um. It hurts a little, but it doesn't matter. More than that, what's this noise...?

"We're on the lookout."

"I know that because I listened. But............... this is the fight?

"Yep. Nothing. We're not starving the Third Corps to death. It's only a way to reclaim the castle, so I was asked to take some odd measures."

"... shall I hear it? The odds and the tricks."

"Yeah, I get it -"

Tell me, I'll explain my aim to the Demon King.

- - The fundamental part of a soldier attack in the first place is to inflict psychological damage on the enemy.

Closing the food and water supply routes creates a sense of impatience on the side of the caged castle. We are all the same, human or demonic, if we are alive. If you don't eat rice, you die. If I don't drink water, I'll die soon enough. If there is simply no food, they say humans can live for about a month, but if they take even water and salt, they say they won't last a week. When the supply route is cut off, the countdown to death begins.

No one wants to die.

But if I stay like this, I'm dead.

Urging the enemy to surrender by pressing for such an ultimate two choices is the basis of a soldier attack.

But it is also dangerous to continue to surround the castle with heavily armed soldiers.

There will be nothing more to interpret the soldiers surrounding the castle as' taking up the protection of the castle 'than to surround the castle and turn down the barracks. As soon as the King's Alliance sees you, they'll see you're attacking the castle. That was something I really wanted to avoid in this fight.

Therefore, it is this feast after disarming and letting the minimum number of people stand on defense and watch.

Fortunately, we've started a big drinking dwarf here, and we've got a whole bunch of great people for the banquet. It is a ruse not only because of the Demons, but also because it is our 8th Legion, a mixed unit of things of various races.

Burn a huge fire like a campfire and behave the soldiers with tons of booze and food. The soldiers are unarmed and make a fuss about drinking and singing. Anything that can discern this as a castle attack will not be in the Kings' Alliance today. It should only look like a feast to celebrate the renovation of Demon King Castle. Besides, there are 8th Corps flags flying around. There should be no barbaric courage to attack the famous 8th Corps in the middle of a feast, no matter how much.

When it comes to cooking, Satti waves her arms fully during the day.

On the night Sati slept, he employed a mushroom dish that Anemone had brought home from the World Tree Forest.

Both tastes were excellent and the decision was made to smell good without getting told. I bought spices in Zenobia because of it.

Regardless of the Barrier as a defense against shooting from the Arrow Narrow, Elf's wind magic was also employed to encourage early surrender. Wind magic prevents arrows from the castle, while at the same time giving the castle a culinary smell, it has the role of a circular.

It was to be expected that there would not be enough food in Azchi Castle to feed the great strip called the Third Legion properly. And when I heard in a report from Lilith that the third legion was trying to take food away from the villagers, that expectation turned to certainty.

An entertaining feast that can be shown off in an extended way while there is not enough food. Nice smell that drifts. Delicious looking food. It'll moisten your throat, booze. By now, in the castle, the faces of the third legion will be coveting us and envying us.

That's another week.

It will be time to disobey and there will be a guy coming out to surrender.

"... ugh"

Hearing my explanation, the Demon King accidentally broke his face.

"Ha, ha, ha! Is that the seed of this situation? It's Ike, it's still funny. There was no madness in the rest of my eyes."

"I'm afraid."

"But you're still sweet. Why bother urging surrender to what you betrayed? Give me something to stroke from what came out. I'm not angry about the rest of the conspiracy, but I'm still going to make you pay for your betrayal."

The Demon King asks as he lowers his little body from the horse.

Her eyes, laughing like garlic, sparkle as she tries me. Damn, that's a mean question. Even you, if you betray me, you'll be executed instantly, what a mess you're not going to do.

"Take a good look at the feast, Demon King"

I said as I showed my pleasantly noisy men with my hands.

What I pointed out was that the White Rose Knights warriors and the Demons were happily taking their hands and dancing with each other, stirring up booze and tongue-in-cheek at the dish.

That was a terribly small, but ideal relationship for me and the Demon King.

Neither race hates, dislikes, and does not fight each other.

"Humans and demons can take their hands together and sing and dance, share the delicacies of alcohol, and enjoy cooking together. I wanted the Third Corps to look like that."

"Ho... why is that"

"The face of the Third Legion is also a precious force of our Demon King's Army. If you cut them off immediately because you betrayed them, the Demon King's Army will go down dramatically. More than that, I think we should make an effort to help people understand that they can join hands, they can be allies, they can be friends, and they can accept a policy of harmony with humans."

"I see. The Third Corps thinks you're one of them."

"Yep. I don't want to reduce my people to darkness."

So is the Demon King, isn't he?

When I asked, the Demon King nodded small.

Just in time, Lilith ran up to me. She was supposed to keep an eye on the castle at this hour without taking part in the feast. I welcome her report, observing that there has been a change in the battlefield.

"What's up? Lilith."

"Dear Ike! It's just what Ike expected! More and more enemies will surrender, sequentially from the bow troops that were sniping this one! We can't catch up anymore! I need backup!

"Okay. Tell everyone in the Tales."

When I returned it, me and the Demon King laughed face-to-face.

It took a while, but my operation seems to have been a brilliant success this time around. He stroked down his chest relieved and turned to those who had surrendered.