Makai Hongi

Speaking of which, I walked down the street until I was on my way to the battlefield.

It makes sense that there is a town at the end of the road.

It is not strange that there was a town at the end of the road, although it was off the road to join the troops of the Auga tribe on the way.

I stepped into town, but it's completely quiet. There are no signs of people.

"It's not like Ghost Town... Evacuated, I guess."

Because it would be a battlefield, and they would have sent the inhabitants to another town somewhere.

I tend to imagine the demonic world fighting all year round - no, I'm not wrong.

There are also many people in the demonic world who do not fight, that is, civilians.

When it comes to why we don't fight, it's simply because we don't become a force for war.

In this world of great racial differences, it doesn't make much sense for a race to fight unsuitable for battle.

The Kobolds and others are good examples, and they are loyal and well aware.

But I can't use magic and I have low arm strength, so I can't do magic fights or fleshshell fights.

Beyond that, it would be many times more user-friendly to let even clerical work and deputies do it.

Even non-combatant races are pretty tough, so they can live well ahead of them on the run.

"I knew there wasn't anybody... Ouch!

It didn't seem that way when I thought everyone had escaped.

I found a moving giant tree.

"What are you... an Auga?"

"Oh, Grandpa, you didn't run away"

"We'll keep our roots here. If you want to move, you can move. Ho ho ho."

Body...... no, it was the old trees of the Cherry Ent tribe that rocked and laughed at the tree branches.

I see, the tree fairy species.

There are names for the Haunted Species for the Auga Nation, the Night Demon (Yama) Species for the Vampires, and others that represent the clan in a slightly larger frame, collectively known as the Tree Fairy among the inhabitants of the Demonic Realm as the Tree and Grass Flower Clan.

In addition to the Cherient tribe, tree fairies include the Auraune and Dryad tribes.

And this Cherry Ent tribe, but I can't move.

No, it's not like you'll never be able to move, you can pull roots from the earth and move at turtle speeds.

Young trees don't have as much roots, and people can walk at about the speed they want.

In the case of the old tree in front of us, it would be a struggle just to unplug the roots.

"Grandpa, you didn't run away."

"Oh, my God."

"You didn't have anybody to help you? You want me to call my clan?

"No, I like it here. This beautiful place is our home."

Indeed, this is a high ground, and nothing stands in the way of the sun.

Because while the enemy troops are attacking us, it's not a good story not to run away.

"If an enemy comes into town, Grandpa can't resist. If you don't move, you might miss it."

If the town is occupied, there is no guarantee that the original inhabitants will remain intact.

Whether you can fight or not, you may suddenly be sent to the front line in the next battle, or you may be forced to work. Even getting in the way and getting killed.

There must be no old man who can't work, and yet has a sense of crisis for old trees who can't move from this place, but he can't be relieved.

I have advised him to be careful many times.

"I know. I'm going to be a superior species in a little while. That's what I look forward to living for. Whoa, whoa, whoa."

"That's another thing I envy. How long is it gonna take to be a superior species?

Become a superior species. That means evolving.

Evolving into one upper race has a variety of advantages.

The powerful are stronger. Those who are good at magic become more capable of using magic.

Life expectancy also increases dramatically, so that even the Auga, who do not live for a hundred years, when they evolve into the Hi-Oga, life expectancy increases several times.

That's why Gooden was kept captain of the unit for decades.

"Come on, no one knows when you can evolve, etc. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow.... Ma'am, in a hundred years or so, it'll evolve."

"Long, oi!

Aren't we still there for the time being? My life expectancy is about to run out first.

"Let us not live in the course of that time. By the way, what's your Lord's name?

It's Golan, the captain of the unit.

"Hmm. I say Elvan. The Auga captain must have been a different name."

"Lately, I've changed on the bottom."

"Hmm. Did you put down the hi-oga? It's also... delightful."

"For me, it's nothing pleasant or anything. I just didn't want to die."

"I see. He likes to storm. I wish him luck, too."

"No, he's hurt, but he's not dead. I fought for it because I had to."

Looks like my neck bone broke or misaligned, but we'll be back on the front in a few days. It's a Heioga tribe.

"It is the habit of the demonic world to want to fight the strong. You don't have to hide it."

"Different. If I had stayed that way, I'd have changed because I would have repeatedly stormed like an idiot and killed my allies. Otherwise, I wouldn't be in such a troublesome position."

With Melvis the Little Demon King as its culmination, this country has generals, corps leaders and troop leaders present.

This is the same for all other countries.

It is decided that power can be gathered from the orb of dominion until the fourth generation, so the best way to deliver power from the end people to the king is to put three in between.

That's why I've long called the king's direct descendant a "general" and set up a "Legion Leader" under it.

"Troop leaders" like me get under it. Beneath the Force Leader will be just a soldier or a civilian.

If you think about it, that's the captain of the unit. Interim management.

Isn't that the position that hurts my stomach the most?

"Trouble is my lord... it's really unusual"

Grandpa Elvan told me that.

Am I different? You haven't changed, have you?