Lizardmen’s Invasion
There is a lake in the center of the Jura Forest, called Shisu.
Countless caves surround their lands, forming a natural labyrinth thwarting any invasion.
However, one day, troubling news reached them.
The Head, upon hearing these news, quickly issued orders.
「Prepare for battle! We’ll crush them!!!」
The Head was full of confidence.
But this battle would be on their terms.
While sending some to prepare for battle, he also sent a reconnaissance team to investigate the orcs.
Along with becoming the leader, his intelligence increased.
The warriors could reach B-, and some special individuals among them could even reach B rank.
However, even so, their abilities are rather highly ranked.
Thus, this battle seems completely to their advantage.
However, his heart was still heavy.
And by no means are Lizardmen weaker.
And thus the question slowly grew into unease that tormented him.
And this lizard’s fears were soon to come true.
That much was confirmed but the reconnaissance team.
The orcs numbered 200 thousand!!!
Impossible!… so he thought.
How were they able to procure enough food?
With their power, at most a thousand would follow…
Are they divided into sections controlled by some outstanding individuals?
It couldn’t have been…
He wanted to reject that thought with all his might.
However, no matter how hard he thought, only that entity could have achieved such results.
If they fight normally, defeat is almost inevitable. They don’t have enough troops!
What could they do to escape from this predicament?
So he decided to call for reinforcements.
Unfortunately, it was that subordinate that caused the chaos.
Lizardmen’s Raid Leader Gabil, upon receiving the orders from the head, left the marshes.
Gabil was not pleased.
I am a chosen one! That very fact was the root of Gabil’s pride and confidence.
A certain devil he had met granted him this name.
「You show promise! Someday, I’ll come back to call you to my side!」
So the great devil told him.
My great master, the devil Gelmudo himself bestowed this name upon me!
For Gelmudo-sama’s sake, I must take control of the lizardmen…
In that case, what should he do?
He did allow some forceful coercion, but strictly forbid any action that would prompt a violent response.
We should just conquer the goblins! We should have some faith in our abilities, and all will go as planned!
We have no need for the weak head who overestimates the power of some lowly orcs!
It is. So–how should I proceed?
Ten thousand goblins should be useful.
This is the perfect opportunity to show the world our power!
For that goal, I should proceed carefully here.
First, gather forces.
For the sake of my great ambition!
The goblin village chiefs gathered with paled faces.
It all began with the coming of the fang wolves.
The villages which wanted to fight along that seemingly despondent village have now joined it.
A being with unbelievable power.
But the goblin chiefs can’t do something as shameless as request to join them now of all times.
But if they join them now surely they would be treated as slave. That was the thought that prevented them from making a decision.
However, time doesn’t wait.
A few chiefs have decided to serve the orcs.
With those intentions, they sent a messenger.
The orc envoy brought the messenger’s head, and said this.
「Guhahahaha! We shall not permit your capitulation! However. If you chose to become our slaves, we shall at least spare your lives! Such is our response.」
And he leisurely left.
That single orc could have slaughtered everyone in the village himself.
Stronger than your average goblin, but not so overwhelmingly strong.
They should have chosen to serve under fellow brethren, at least…
“We won’t kill you, but die!” That’s what he’s saying.
The goblins who could fight numbered slightly less than ten thousand.
So, they were out of options.
At that time, an urgent report arrived.
Was this not a glimmer of hope?
Moreover, he was a named monster! Surely he would become their savior.
And then, their messiah proclaimed
「Swear your loyalty to me! If you do, I promise you a bright future!」
We believe those words!
Thus, the village chiefs made their decision.
It was a mistake of the weak who had no one to depend on.
There were some who insisted on serving their kind rather than the Lizardmen.
If only they knew that this decision would decide their fate…
Hakurou is a master swordsman.
Although he’s at the age to be someone’s grandpa, his spirit is clearly years younger.
Although I haven’t held a sword since those kendo lessons in middle school…
My perception speed is a thousand times the norm!
Receiving a blow is a piece of cake!
I also had a time when I had thought that.
“Come at me, gramps!” I thought, watching Hakurou.
Then he somehow grew hazy. At that moment.
*Supaaaaan!*
He landed a hit square on the top of my helmet.
Since the point is to learn these movements, it’s best to hear when a hit lands.
It wasn’t speed; it was skill. Completely a difference of skill.
How unexpected.
So this is a swordsman! A power one can easily recognize.
Though even knowing this much, any mistake will certainly lead to my defeat.
Next to me, Benimaru has been knocked out (with a pleased expression?).
Two of us taken out at the same time.
And then,
*Karan, karan, karan, karan!!!!*
A strange sound resounded from the surrounding.
What is that?
That noise, apparently, was an alarm system the goblins had set up.
Ending our practice, we head over to Rigurdo.
When he sees me, Rigurdo rushes over.
「There is trouble, Rimuru-sama! The Lizardmen’s messanger has arrived!!」
So he impatiently reported.
That aside… Lizardmen?
Sigh… I knew that annoyance would arrive someday, but seems like its finally here.
Well, let’s calmly listen like I always do!
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