Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 341: Pain in Ambitions 1

"What? Woman will return !?"

Captain Zakar of Baza Mercenary frowned on the report of Lieutenant Kummerk.

"Does the Miraludians know the manner of Kuwait? I don't know what it means to rethink the gifts they receive?"

"I think you know, but it seems impossible is impossible. I have not received it from the beginning ..."

Deputy Kummerk sweats on his forehead and replies, standing upright.

Zakar tilts his head.

"That's right ... but why? Isn't that girl complaining? Is she a Duke of Karfal? It's well-educated and looks good. Of course I haven't touched it."

"I don't think that's the case ... but that was because Sir Weid was married."

"Huh? What is that?"

Zakar lifted only one eyebrow so he couldn't understand why.

"Is it possible to stretch my wings here because of my wife? There's no chance that the Miraldias can embrace the beauty of Kuwait."

"I don't know if I'm single."

"I don't even know my wife's belt. But usually, a high-ranking man feeds a number of women. So does Karfal?"

The two mistresses of Duke Carlfal were handed over to Zakar as part of the ransom. It's not uncommon in Quoru.

Zakar stopped thinking because he couldn't reach a conclusion.

"Okay, that's okay if you don't want to embrace it, but if you don't get it, my men's stand."

Kumerk sighs small.

"Mentments ..."

"Ments are an important weapon for those who are mercenaries, because they are licked. You may not understand because you grow up, but mercenaries are villains with weapons.

Zakal tells Kumerk in a surprisingly gentle voice.

He crosses his arms and then thinks a bit.

"Well, women can do whatever they want, whether they're translators, accounting, cooking, or helping the Miladian army.

"Well, then I will approach Lord Weid in that way."

Kumerk looks blatantly relieved.

Zakar sees it and grumbles with dissatisfaction.

"But I don't like it. I don't like saints."

"Is that so? It seemed like a friendly person."

"That's his hand. He's the man who climbed up to the king's deputy secretary. You should think that you're immersed in your conspiracy.

Zakar said, shaking his head and continuing.

"But it's dangerous to turn it on the enemy. You've heard a lot of his rumors?"

"Yeah. You've killed four hundred soldiers with just a handful of forces, kicked a castle gate, and manipulated thousands of skeletons as soldiers with dubious techniques."

"Ah, the more I look up, the more rumors I'll get out of it. In the far northern empire, she seems to have deposed the emperor and brought her confidential."

"What a terrible skill."

"They have good relations with any of the neighboring countries, and they seem to be subordinate to the terrible secrets that they have been handed over from neighboring countries. It means that they are not just men of force."

Zakar said so, but he smiled with an ironic smile.

"Well, most of the rumors of that guy. I'm doing the same thing. I'm not a descendant of a war god, I've never cracked a cavalry with a horse. I never returned it. "

"Okay, but ..."

Kummerk smiles.

Zakar tightened his expression.

"But if any of the rumors of Lord Vite are true, or if one of them is true even for half a story, it's definitely a monster."

Rumor has it that Lord Weid is a werewolf, a legendary monster.

No one has ever seen a wolf, but if it were, it was a threat.

"Well, a wolf seems to fly in the sky.

"Is that a vampire?"

"Hmm, yeah ..."

They are silent, since neither is in Kuhl.

"Sorry, don't let it go while Lord Vite is quiet, just keep an eye out for it.

"understood"

When Kummerk nodded, Zakar smiled fearlessly.

"Well, no matter what general or monster, you can beat greed. If you give something that satisfies your desire, you will always be on your side."

But Deputy Secretary Kummerk tweeted uneasy.

"I see ... I don't know what he's thinking at all."

Zakar smiles and laughs away at the aide's worries.

"The world is gold. If gold is no good, it's status, if status is no good, it's honor, if honor is no good, it's a woman, if a woman is no good, it's liquor.

"I'm a vulgar thing, so you can eat any of them."

"I'm there too.

Zakar laughed and ordered his deputy.

"Watch over that Mirardia's general. I hate us now, but I'll be with you someday."

"Hah!"

After the deputy secretary departed, Zakar called another subordinate.

"Hudge. Did Viracoya's messenger get rid of it?"

"It was simple. I gave my captain's name and it was easy to be careless.

A subordinate doing a gesture of scratching his neck sideways with a grin.

"The corpse was stripped of its body and crushed its face, and washed away in a mess. You'll be happy to return home."

"Good thing, Hajj. There will be Shizuki's blessing before the killer."

Hajj then tilts his head.

"But is it okay? If Mr. Kummerk asks you, you get angry?"

"I'd just keep it silent. He's my right arm, but you don't need to know what your left arm is doing."

"Well sure"

"You watch the movement of Lord Weid, apart from Kumerk. The movement of Kumerk. He is competent and loyal, but he is too emotional. If Kumerk betrays ..."

"Do you want to kill?"

Hadge lightly touches his waist.

On the battlefield and elsewhere, few have survived in Hajj. The lives of many mighty warriors were sucked into this plain little blade.

With one exception.

The only exception is Zakar, who simply dismisses it.

"Report it. It's my decision. Don't judge yourself."

After answering briefly, Zakar looks at his men.

"There is no meat available to useless dogs, you too, Hajj."

"I know, Captain"

The former assassin died quietly after bowing deeply.

Zakar, who is alone, rereads the secret book he just received.

The opponent is King Pajam II, but a private reply from the servant, not the person himself. "The great my king does not reply like a mercenary captain from the commoners."

He did not mention the proposal from Zakar, "If merchants would take on the aristocracy, join the SS and destroy the coastal princes." Completely ignored.

(I'm sorry ... I don't know of such an advantageous deal, I'm an incompetent king. I'll be rewarded against me.)

Burn the secretary with a candlelight and throw the ash to the cobblestones.

One of the measures failed, but we have the next one.

It is natural for a plan to fail, so it's Zakar's best practice to always have the next plan.

Of course, the next solution.

But concerns remain.

Zakar walked by the window and stared in the direction of the castle gate.

By that time, the foreign general must have been working on a mysterious plan.

"A monster ... I'm not scared of you."

Zakar muttered so that no one could ask.