Chapter 148 – Small Changes (10)

“You believe that?”

According to Snow Leopard’s testimony, an imp called Drek-Cy held a weekly banquet in the basin on the other side of the Valley of the Beasts. Orland and other vigilantes were convinced that the snow leopard’s words were lies. The vigilantes, who had lost their families to the beastmen, claimed that the moment they entered the basin, the demons in ambush would surely pour out.

The commanders also looked at the snow leopard with unkind eyes, but it was too cold in the north to ignore his information, and no one knew the valley terrain where the beastmen lived. Everyone who entered the Valley of the Prisoners recently died.

In addition, the thought that he was only an imp in the commander’s head continued to linger. He also had an unfounded confidence that even if there was a clumsy trap, they could overcome it if they stayed alert.

Conflicted between impatience and reason, the commander looked at the snow leopard and said,

“How do I prove that what you say is true?”

“Go check it out! I will also tell you the hill where you can see the basin at a glance without getting caught!”

The snow leopard shouted at the commander with a desperate and fearful face. Neither Orlando nor the commander shook their heads because the snow leopard’s solemn face and that servile expression did not match. Said the commander.

“Send some soldiers to the location he described and check it out. The guy stays here. If the soldiers don’t come back or find something suspicious, you die.”

The snow leopard nodded his head. The soldiers, who had suddenly been sent to the limb, tried to pretend they were not dissatisfied with their mouths sticking out like a duck’s snout. The commander patted the soldiers on the shoulder and said.

“Do not worry. You are not going to die, you are going forward to a great victory.”

Of course, the idea of ​​dealing only with imps was prevalent among the soldiers, and their motivation did not increase. Orland said to the commander in a low voice as the soldiers dispersed.

“He’s not a trustworthy guy. He was the henchman of the chieftain.”

“But now the boss is an imp. Isn’t there no justification for betraying?”

Orlando shook his head and said.

“The main axis of raiding the north were prisoners. Every night in the forest, you could hear the cries of beastmen, and it was said that the inhabitants who were devoured by mountain beasts formed a mountain. You can’t trust them. They pretend to be friendly with humans, and then change their stance as soon as the opportunity presents itself.”

Orland witnessed the horrors of the prisoners in the north. Many of the vigilantes also remembered the horrific atrocities committed by the prisoners. Not only Orland, but also the surrounding vigilantes gathered to persuade the commander.

“That guy is clearly lying. Rumors spread around the town where I lived. They say that a beast with white fur is raiding the village. It must be that guy. Look at those ugly teeth and claws.”

The commander frowned. The snow leopard rolled his eyes here and there, watching the vigilantes and soldiers. The soldiers who came down from the capital were busy rubbing their feet on the floor to cool off the cold, but the vigilantes were busy holding back their anger.

The snow leopard waggled his tail and crouched on the ground, hiding his claws to look as innocuous as possible.

It was hard for the commander to believe that the servile man could become so cruel. And, if his claims were true, he could have quickly left the cold and impoverished North, and established himself in the capital as a capable commander who ended the war in a short time.

When he thought rationally, he should have killed the snow leopard and found another way out, but the existence of an unknowable shortcut kept tempting him and making him unable to give a definitive answer.

The confrontation between the commander and the vigilantes ended with the soldiers returning from the mountains. The vigilantes, who insisted that they should not trust the snow leopard, looked a bit surprised when the soldiers returned safely, and the commander asked with expectancy.

“How are you?”

“Yes. There’s a hilly area that gives you a full view of his location, but there’s plenty of cover so it’s easy to hide us. Besides, there was no sign of an ambush, and there were signs of a banquet actually being held at the location.”

“Okay? You mean that? A few members of the unit follow me!”

The commanding officer led his men, emboldened by the positive remarks from the soldiers’ mouths. The adjutants looked excited, saying that the war was about to end quickly, and the priests also smiled, saying that things were going well. Orland wanted to stop the commander, but he had no way to stop him.

*****

“Perfect!”

The commander’s cry was expressing the situation as it was. Between the two hills was a thick snowfield. The hill had a solid foundation because it was mixed with snow and stones, and it was so good to hide that I wondered if it was artificially made.

And the traces of the banquet remained in the direction of looking down obliquely from the hill. Tents were hidden in the woods, and sheds for firewood and food were seen placed in corners. The high-ranking priest also said while admiring the scenery.

“Place magic cannons and archers on these hills, then fire them from a distance during the banquet. While they are all in a panic, the prepared soldiers charge all at once and wipe out the demons.”

“Okay. That’s it.”

The commander liked this strategy. Perfectly crafted terrain. The posture of looking down. The commanding officer seemed to see victory already in front of him. He said as his adjutant snuggled his hand.

“Oh, it will all be washed away like a pouring wave.”

The commander decided to climb the hill. I was thinking of preoccupying the high ground by raising a cannon high up on a hill, and decorating their banquet with screams. The commander smiled and ordered.

“Yes! Haha! All raise your cannons on the hills! Hide the cannon, hide around here and wait for the banquet!”

“Yes!”

****

And again several days passed. The day of the upcoming banquet. The vigilantes and Orlando remained in the village in case of an unexpected surprise attack. The demons were already busy preparing for the banquet, even though it was midday. The commander giggled as he recalled the stupid Orlando.

“Stupid bastard. If you had fought with me this time, you would have been able to come up to the capital, but you are now leaving central politics. Meet that Sophia or whatever, eat rice cakes and live well.”

The commander raised his head. On both hills, hand signals were drawn indicating that preparations had been completed. The commander was anxious to give the order to charge quickly. My whole body trembled as if I was holding onto the reins of a horse that wanted to run.

“They are gathering. Which one is the boss?”

The commander eagerly looked around and found the boss. The guys who were engrossed in preparing for the banquet without knowing anything were singing bizarre songs in the language of the demons or dancing while engrossed in their work. The commander inspected the small imps one by one and tried to find the ‘big imp’ he said.

“Oh! Drek – Psy!”

And, with that voice, the soldiers started to stir. It was because a heavy figure like a beautiful tree was walking from the direction of the forest. He had huge steel arms, a hideous scar on his chest like a badge of honor, and his whole body was packed with hard muscle.

Drek – The commander who looked at Psy’s appearance barely sighed and comforted his men. Due to the distance, there was no way for them to identify themselves, and the cannon on the high ground had the right to attack first. No matter how hard he was, he was not invincible.

“Don’t be agitated. That would all be a lie. Uh? He’s such a meticulous guy that he cheats even at banquets.”

The commander simply did not want to admit that he was wrong. Who would have known The fact that there would really be a monster imp that would become a branch manager in the Pandemonium. But he was already too late to regret it. It was because the commander had only two options left.

Rush at him

Bring down all weapons and commit to the next opportunity.

In fact, the moment I chose the second option, this fight was lost. It was tantamount to letting the soldiers know that they had already been overwhelmed by that imp and that they couldn’t win with an ambush. So the commander gritted his teeth.

It’s a fight you can win.

We preoccupied the high ground, and they were unaware of our attack. In the first place, they didn’t spy around here and didn’t put up a sentry. Even though the two hills were positioned so threateningly, they didn’t even try to take advantage of the geographical advantage by getting drunk on their own.

The commander was so sure. So he saw demons pulling out jars and imps setting the stage. In the midst of tension, the imps who were preparing for the banquet suddenly began to laugh as they handed weapons to each other.

The demons who were carrying the wine jar took out vicious objects such as chain scythes and maces from the jars. The commander intuitively noticed that something was wrong. The soldiers and archers who dragged the magic cannon were looking at each other with puzzled expressions.

Drek – Psy shouted as he got up from his seat.

“Blasting!”

With that sound, the imps holding the brazier suddenly poured fire onto the floor. The moment the lava was sucked into the hole in the floor, flames soared with a huge explosion on both sides of the banquet hall.

Not everyone understood this situation. A roaring roar, sharp and sharp like conifers, was approaching the two hills.

Red explosions and smoke soared in the pure white sky. Even the magic cannons and archers were unable to think of anything when they saw the pillar of fire approaching them.

Bang!

Two hills collapsed with an explosion. Archers and cannons were tangled up in heavy piles of stones and smashed.

“Quaaaaagh! Aaaaagh!”

The highlands themselves were a trap. The commander shouted in a pitiful voice.

“Retreat! Retreat!”

Drek-Psy said as he got up from his seat.

“Kill them all! Let the world know who we are! Imps! Let them know that you are the strongest in the Demon Realm!”

The forces of the Demon Realm were running, dyeing the snowfield red.