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Chapter 9

Corps Commander Nehyor had seemed quite casual from the moment I met him, but he now looked at me quite seriously.

And so I thought to answer him seriously.

“Why… I suppose my answer would be, that I don’t want them to underestimate me. Also, it was to protect my men.”

Grobo didn’t like me, and so he attacked.

If this were Japan, and Grobo was an employee, he would have probably not even let his feelings show on his face.

He would have shut his emotions deep inside of his chest, and appeared in meetings as if nothing was bothering him. And we would have left without any trouble.

However, things were different in the Demon World. If something annoyed you, you would lash out. If you didn’t, it would show that the other person had the upper hand.

It was important to show who was stronger if you wanted to survive. It was what we all did.

After all, it was our purpose in life in the Demon World.

Just thinking about it made me feel depressed.

This world was so very decadent.

“Hey, Golan. So, you fought because you didn’t want to be underestimated?”

“Yes. No one respected Guden. It’s quite obvious to me when I look at the current formation.”

“Aha. Is it really?”

“It seems that too much of your fighting force is concentrated towards Lobos and the Gob-gob brothers. It doesn’t make sense for you to send my corps out to attack, we are the smallest, and you currently have control of the hill.”

Either they really wanted to get rid of Guden, or he had been dumb enough to insist upon it.

However, Nehyor had still allowed the ogres to charge. That was the important point.

It would be very difficult for us to take the enemy stronghold with our current power.

The fact that it was even being attempted showed that they just saw us as expendable.

That’s why we’d quickly run out of men, and they would just call for more.

It was proof of how little they valued us. In other words, we were all being underestimated.

“But you’re still going to take it tomorrow, aren’t you, Golan?”

Yes. In spite of knowing all of this, I had said that I would do it.

“As I said, it’s to protect my men. If we can take that fort, then things will be much easier for us for a while.”

Even if we were lucky and managed to take the enemy’s camp, we would not be able to continue with a pincer attack at the center.

Still, if we destroyed that base, and created a situation where the main base could be attacked at any time, it would mean that we didn’t have to participate in the fighting starting tomorrow.

We just needed to stay there and glare at the enemy, and we would be contributing to the effort.

“I see. So, you want to protect your friends, Golan.”

“Of course, I do. If I am treated like nothing, then they will be treated like nothing. And so I will make no compromises.”

If I was strong, the Gob-gob brother and Bian would not be able to disregard me or my subordinates.

And so the fight just now would help in raising the position of us ogres.

“I see. Well, I won’t say anything in regards to that.”

“Thank you.”

So…I had his approval?

“However, I would prefer it if you accepted them as comrades as well. We’re all in the same army, aren’t we?”

Damn it. So there it was.

“I will try.”

“Hmm. That will be enough for now.”

And with that said, Nehyor disappeared.

I suppose this whole appearing and disappearing business was unique to vampires. I’d have to ask about it later.

“…Phew. What a day.”

Now that Nehyor was gone, I started to return to my camp, but adjutant Rig was standing in front of me.

He was exasperated. Why in hell would I start a fight with the other commanders on my first day as a commander? That was what he wanted to know.

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    “It’s normal for us ogres,” I said. He sighed.

    It seemed like he had a great deal that he wanted to say, but swallowed it all up.

    In fact, Rig was silent for the whole time on our way back. It was quite awkward.

    “Hey, Rig. If you could be born again, what would you want to be?”

    I couldn’t bear the silence any longer, which resulted in a very strange question escaping my lips.

    “I’ve never thought of that… But I would definitely be one of the higher species.”

    “High within the kobold race…a Large Kobold?”

    “Yes.”

    “But, wouldn’t you rather be something stronger and cooler? Like a vampire?”

    Nehyor was strong.

    “No, I’m a kobold. Even if I was reborn, I would want to be a kobold.”

    “Hmph.”

    Rig seemed to be fond of being a kobold.

    Regardless of strength, he took pride in being one.

    But what about me? I had been a human before I was reincarnated as an ogre. If I could be reborn again, what I want to be?

    There were many higher species within the Demon World. There weren’t many within those types, but there were many types.

    I would probably want to be a vampire or a dragon. Hmm. But it was hard to imagine myself like that.

    “Commander Golan. Do you hate ogres?”

    Rig saw that I had become silent, and so he asked me this question.

    “I wouldn’t say that.”

    I had been a human once, but I didn’t feel any dislike for my current identity.

    However, if I could be reborn…ah, that’s right.

    “I just want to be able to protect.”

    “Huh?”

    “Yes…it doesn’t matter what species I am. As long as I can protect those that I’ve decided to protect, it doesn’t matter.”

    There was something that my mother used to say. If you decide to protect someone, protect them with your life.

    If I could realize that, it didn’t matter what species I was. Regardless of what I was reborn as, what I had to do was the same.

    “Um…Commander Golan?”

    “Thank you, Rig. I feel like I have a renewed sense of my own identity.”

    I said happily. “Very good, sir.” Rig said. Though, he looked a little put-off.

    The following morning, I told my subordinates the plan.

    “Listen, we are going to attack the enemy base today and take it.”

    That was basically the exact same thing that Guden used to say.

    And so they looked at me as if to ask why I thought I was saying anything new.

    “However, this time, we are going to charge while scattered apart. Also, we’re going to ignore those wraiths. We are going to destroy their base.”

    There was no need for detailed explanations. It would all be lost on them.

    Just charge into and break the structure of stone and wood. That was our first goal.

    And when that was accomplished, I could give the next order.

    “If any of you have ‘Muscle Strengthen,’ use it. Everyone else, use ‘Rock Throw.’”

    Guden preferred to use ‘Red Skin,’ which boosted defenses, but for us ogres with nearly zero magical resistance, it meant almost nothing.

    When the magic attacks came flying, we’d die in a single hit. So there was no point in boosting our guard just a little on this battlefield.

    “Alright, let’s go! Follow me!”

    “….AYYYYEEE!”

    My corps consisted of 60 ogres. There were so few of us that I could cry.

    But we had no choice but to try.

    Up until yesterday, we had charged in a tight group, which made us easy targets. But it would be different today.

    Each of us ran a good distance apart from each other.

    Like this, the magic attacks would have a hard time finding a target.

    Not only that, but since there weren’t people so close in front of us, we could run at full speed.

    And so we reached the enemy base in less than half the time it took us yesterday.

    “Ignore the wraiths! Break down the walls! Get inside! Kick down anyone who gets in your way!”

    “AYYYYEEE!”

    They roared. The sounds of destruction echoed everywhere.

    I swung my own club, breaking down the stone walls. Then I jumped over the rubble and entered the enemy stronghold.
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