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Chapter 42

I attended the night meeting.

It had been on my mind recently, but Lobos looked worse every time I saw him.

His fur had lost its shine. He was burnt, bloody, haggard.

Maybe I shouldn’t call him Lobos anymore, but Hobos.

“Now, let’s start the meeting… Hmm… What is it, Golan?”

“Hobos, over there…no, uh, Lobos. Is he alive?”

He looked quite limp in his chair.

“Ahhh. I suppose the Sirius really was too much for you, Lobos.”

“Th-that’s not the case, Commander Nehyor.”

“It clearly is the case.”

He was definitely continuing his losing streak.

“Indeed. …Maybe you should switch places, Golan?”

“I don’t mind, but what about the enemy watching us?”

I knew that they had watchers.

If I switched with Lobos, who was repeatedly losing, they would think that someone stronger had been sent to the center.

“If Golan went to the center, the enemy may also move. However, my guess is that they won’t. They’ll come and test you first.”

The person leading the center was a Sirius. And they were proud.

Nehyor predicted that even if he was asked to change, he would not accept it.

“So, maybe we should then?”

I wanted to get this over with and return to the village.

“Just a little more. Give me a little more time. Please, Nehyor.”

“…Well, that’s what Lobos is saying. What do you think, Golan?”

Corps Commander Nehyor was always like this. Listening to our opinions.

“I don’t care either way.”

“Well, then…we’ll keep everything the same and consider it tomorrow. Alright, I’ll listen to your reports now. How are things fairing, Golan?”

“How are they fairing…? It’s just the same as yesterday. We do nothing but watch.”

“So there is no movement, huh. This will be a long battle.”

“Perhaps. There’s nothing that we can do unless the enemy comes out.”

“Yes. What about you, Iribo and Grubo?”

“They came close to our camp, so we unleashed arrows over them. They retreated by midday.”

“I see. There is a sharp slope there, so it is hard to hold your ground and attack. Still, you must not let your guard down. When they do come, they’ll come all at once.”

“Yes. We are taking every precaution.”

“There is no problem.”

Things seemed pretty mild at the Gob-gobs as well. So, it was only the center where the enemy was really making a push.

Maybe they didn’t think much of Lobos?

As the enemy hadn’t changed their tactics since yesterday, it was decided that we would continue in the same way tomorrow.

We discussed some less important matters for a while after that, and then the meeting ended.

The next morning. I thought it would be another stare down, but the enemy moved.

“Oh? So they’re coming to us. How unusual.”

I was prepared to strike back. Well, there was nothing else we could do. So we were perfectly prepared.

“The enemy is climbing up the hill! Follow the plan and use ‘Rock Throw’!”

“Arrghh!”

Those with ‘Rock Throw’ would use it. Those who didn’t have it would use ‘Muscle Strengthen’ and attack the enemy.

We had prepared a lot of rocks for today.

“Throw!”

All at once, rocks the size of children’s heads began to fly in an arc.

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    There was still quite a distance between us and the enemy, but the strength of an ogre’s arm should not be underestimated.

    The rocks went flying like home runs out of the park.

    You would likely die if you got hit directly. And even if you weren’t hit, anyone who crashed into the rocks rolling down the hill would not escape some broken bones.

    Rolling rocks were a surprisingly dangerous weapon.

    “Centaurs are in the front, huh. They sure are fast.”

    But we had anti-cavalry palisades, so their advance would stop there.

    They were followed by orcs with long-spears. And so we had to deal as much damage as we could before they arrived.

    In these kinds of defensive battles, it was the side that tried to get in that would take the heaviest losses.

    “The third wave has left the enemy base.”

    “Oh? Three waves today… They mean business.”

    Centaurs, and orcs… What come after that? As I squinted ahead, I saw a mixed group of Ghouls and Night Walkers.

    Corpse Demons. They were the same species as Zombies and Hunger Ghosts. They were not stronger than orcs.

    And while they were great in number, you could not rely on them too much in combat.

    “Now that I think about it, one of the countries that Lesser Demon King Leninoth destroyed was inhabited by Evil Spirits and Corpse Demons.”

    It reminded me about how we had been tormented by Wraiths on the first battle here.

    Ghouls had ‘Paralysis Poison,’ while Night Walkers had ‘Night Pain.’

    Neither were that bad by themselves, but it would be harsh if you were attacked by a whole group.

    “I see. They are sent last because they are the weakest. We must stop them at the fences no matter what.”

    The scariest of Evil Spirits, were the Nightmares. They were able to use nightmare magic from a great distance.

    I could only pray that the enemy didn’t have any of them in their camp.

    “Listen. Do not let the enemy get in!”

    “Arrghh!”

    These anti-cavalry palisades had been made very carefully and were sturdy.

    And so even a Centaur would not be able to get past them very easily.

    “The enemy seems to be struggling during their charge. It’s like watching the old us.”

    Those bitter memories of being stopped by the wraiths before we reached the wall.

    It was essentially because of them that I was forced to challenge the Commander to Gekokujyo.

    “We still have more rocks. Trade places when you’re tired.”

    To the ogres, the rocks they were throwing now had the weight of a baseball ball.

    Because of this, they had incredible speed.

    “Huh. That must be over 150 kilometers per hour.”

    Of course, they were throwing them without really thinking, so sometimes it was overkill.

    And using special abilities resulted in mana depletion.

    It was just as I was thinking about telling them to stop, that a messenger came running.

    It was a kobold. What had happened?

    “Golems have appeared from behind our camp.”

    “What!?”

    Behind? What did this mean!?
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