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    Chapter 145

    Chapter 145

    Otherworld Demon King Survival Guide.

    Episode 145: Lizardmen Scoundrels (9)

    At the moment the sword and club collided,

    “This bastard…!”

    An overwhelming shockwave traveled from the tips of my fingers. Truly, the chief was no joke in terms of strength.

    Stronger than me in sheer power!

    “Shwaaaaaaaaah!”

    The chief bellowed as he advanced.

    —Kwoong!

    Because I was overpowered, my previously stable footing naturally moved backward. I thought I had grown considerably, but it seemed that I was still not on par with a chief!

    “Kugh!”

    As I was being pushed-back.

    “Now’s the time! Attack as we planned!”

    I commanded the execution of our strategy.

    “Shaa?”

    “What? The plan?”

    Originally, we were in the midst of beating down the chief. There were four of us, and the chief, having charged at us mindlessly, was alone.

    In simpler terms, it meant we could strike from all directions!

    If we carried out the beating as planned, we could secure a perfect victory!

    “Beat the hell out of him! But don’t kill him!”

    “What… Got it!”

    As I clashed, Vanessa, who had moved to the side of the chief, exclaimed,

    “Haah!”

    And planted a side kick right into the chief!

    —Kwaang!

    “Shwaaaaah!”

    Because of that, the chief, who was in a power struggle with me, was sent flying to the side. No matter how strong, getting ambushed during a struggle means you’re sent flying. Especially if hit in the ribs—if you don’t fly away, that’s the mark of a spy!

    “Shaaaaah!”

    —Kwoong!

    Simultaneously, Sharan dashed forward and delivered a soccer kick to the chief’s wrist, sending his club flying.

    “Shwaaak!”

    “Grab him!”

    Next, it was my turn to attack! I lunged, fully gripping the fallen chief’s body with my entire body!

    “Shwaaaaaak!”

    No matter how strong, there’s no escaping a combined attack! The captured chief caused a commotion, but because he was hit in the ribs and due to his awkward position, he couldn’t exert his strength.

    “Beat the crap out of him!”

    At my command, the women rushed in and stomped on the chief like mad.

    “Hold tight! If you let go, you might end up getting stomped yourself!”

    “Shaa! Don’t stomp on Master!”

    “Uh, uhm? Ah, got it! Won’t stomp!”

    —Kukung!

    —Kwaang!

    —Kwoong!

    In such a manner, Vanessa, Sharan, and Reika, kicking as if they were stomping laundry, quickly turned the once valiant chief into a mess, spewing blood.

    “Hooray! The attack was a huge success!”

    Indeed, there’s no business like the beating business. A true Demon King knows the importance of utilizing a beating.

    Even the greatest commanders in history won by adeptly applying the most basic of tactics—the beating strategy, using it appropriately at the right time and place.

    It might seem lowly to call it a “beating,” but call it “Lanchester’s Laws,” and it suddenly sounds profound.

    What are these Lanchester’s Laws? It’s the principle that winning comes from beating.

    “Shwaaaak…! Shwock!”

    Anyway, let’s now release the chief, who groans on the ground, vomiting blood, clearly having been severely beaten.

    “Shwaaaaak…!”

    “Shwaaak!”

    Simultaneously, on the other side, the lizardmen who had been fiercely hitting the shields of the first row of the goblin phalanx stopped their attack and stealthily started to back away.

    Did they lose their will to fight knowing their chief was defeated?

    Then it was time to cease the attack!

    “Buril! Stop! Don’t attack until they do!”

    “Kek! Understood!”

    —Chuek!

    Immediately, the goblins ceased their attack, and the imps behind surrounded the lizardmen on both sides. It seemed that the lizardmen also suffered considerable damage. They needed to be alive to be of use as soldiers. But that’s how conquest is.

    “Shwaaaaak…!”

    The chief was still vomiting blood.

    —Thud.

    “Shwaaaaak…!”

    Soon, all the lizardmen knelt down.

    Having seen their leader not getting up, they gave up.

    “Did they give up because their leader was captured?”

    Reika, who had sheathed her sword, said.

    “It seems so, Vanessa. Please tie up the chief.”

    “Manual labor should be delegated to others—”

    “Vanessa, hurry. Isn’t it disobedience to ignore a commander’s order during battle?”

    “Kut! A demon creature adhering to such discipline…!”

    “Quickly.”

    “Fine…!”

    Vanessa, after receiving a rope from the kobolds, tied up the limbs of the chief, who was lying down, struggling to breathe.

    “Shwaaaaak… Shwaaaaak…!”

    The chief was completely neutralized.

    Although he was making noise, it was unintelligible.

    “Hooray! We have won!”

    “We’ve captured the chief!”

    “Now, the lizardmen are nothing special!”

    At the same time, the pixies were screaming and jumping joyously. There was even no need to use the pixies’ firepower this time. A perfect victory. This confirmed it. With this level of the monster tribe’s power, it’s possible to subjugate them without significant losses.

    If all the races of the forest were subjugated by me like a conqueror king, swallowing the human world was not a dream.

    “Great! We have won! But do not let your guard down! Goblins, maintain formation, and imps, tie up the limbs of the lizardmen!”

    “Kek!”

    “Grrrrrr!”

    “Serinu! Make sure the pixies keep a close watch so they don’t try anything foolish!”

    “What if they do something foolish?”

    “Shoot them on the spot!”

    “Got it!”

    Let’s clean up then.

    And start the ‘work’.

    “This, this way the Demon King’s forces grow stronger again! It’s a tragic day! You! You plan to harass more women with your strengthened forces!”

    After all the lizardmen were restrained, Irene pointed at me, agitated.

    “No, this. Sister Irene, you are quite perceptive, aren’t you?”

    “What did you say?!”

    “Hehehe, exactly as you said. I plan to use these forces to harass more women, to increase my power.”

    “Oh my…!”

    Irene held her head in despair. Liza stood by Irene’s side, consoling her with some words.

    Watching them, Reika remarked sarcastically.

    “That’s some really shitty laughter.”

    “Sister Reika?”

    “Stop spouting nonsense and get to work.”

    “Ah.”

    And then she briskly walked away.

    Oh well.

    “Huhuhu, it seems Reika has become much softer lately.”

    “Even after seeing that?”

    “Isn’t it softening? Anyway, Demon King, what will you do now?”

    “I’ll make that chief my subordinate.”

    I discovered that their society revolves around the chief. So, if I can subjugate the chief, conquering the tribe becomes possible.

    “Sharan! Bring the chief here!”

    “Yes, Master!”

    —Swoosh.

    Sharan dragged the restrained chief over.

    “Shwaaak…”

    The emotion in the chief’s eyes was resignation. It’s natural since he was completely beaten and in disarray.

    I reached out my hand to him.

    “Demon Sovereignty Technique.”

    It had been a while since I had used this technique. Normally, monsters that were somewhat strong or smart resisted this control, but I have become quite strong now.

    —Gooo.

    Dark flames burned from my hand, and the moment I condensed it and touched it to the chief’s heart.

    “Shwak?!”

    He tried to convulse away.

    “Sharan.”

    “Shaa!”

    But he couldn’t beat my bodyguard, Sharan. Sharan pressed him down, and the chief calmed down again. That’s how I completely infused him with the control technique.

    And with that.

    “Shu, Shwaaak…!”

    My control technique has completely settled in the chief!

    “Success! I succeeded with a monster chief! Ooooooh!”

    Ecstasy rushes over me! To succeed with just one blow against a chief! I’ve definitely become stronger!

    But then!

    “Shu, Shwaaak…! What, what is this.”

    “What?”

    Huh?

    “Shaa?”

    “Oh my?”

    “Kek?!”

    I was startled by the voice I heard suddenly. Not just me, but all the subordinates around me.

    “The power of heat… Shwaaak. Has entered.”

    “Grrrr?! Master?!”

    “Oh, what?”

    “To give such a thing to someone who just joined?! Grrr!”

    Buril, panicked, grabbed my hem and shook it!

    Naturally, there’s bound to be resistance when a newcomer received such benefits!

    “No, no. Buril. It’s a misunderstanding. I just made him a subordinate, that’s all! Naturally, I wouldn’t give the power of language to someone I’ve just controlled…!”

    “Is, is that so? Kek!”

    What in the world was going on?

    “Hey! Lizardman chief! Speak!”

    “Shwaaak… You, you are…”

    “Wow! He really speaks!”

    This guy really started talking!

    I didn’t intend for that!

    “Shaa! Master! What happened?!”

    “The lizardman spoke?!”

    Sharan and Serinu exclaimed in surprise. I quickly grasped the situation.

    “Could it be?”

    This was… Yes, was that it?

    Chiefs were strong. They carried such power within them. In such a state… having received power from me, Kyuse, who had become a considerably strong demon, it’s possible that the language I used was also infused.

    So, it might be that naturally being able to speak… was due to having infused the control technique into someone who was originally strong.

    “Anyway! Guys! Since this is just speculation for now, I’ll explain later!”

    What’s important now wasn’t the explanation!

    It’s understanding this effect!

    “Lizardman chief!”

    “Shwak, did you call me…”

    “Yes! Let’s have a talk!”

    I took the chief to a quiet place right away.

    “Shwaaak. I don’t know… A hot power entered, and then, ShwatShwak. I became able to talk to you… Shralak. Just like the other lizardmen.”

    Upon interrogation, it seemed like a language based on my knowledge had been naturally infused into him.

    “I see. I roughly understand. Anyway, chief. You do know what situation you’re in, right?”

    “ShwakShwak. We… were defeated. We cannot beat you.”

    “That’s right. You can’t beat us.”

    “…”

    The chief lowered his head at that.

    As if waiting for his fate.

    “But I’ll spare you.”

    “Shu, Shwak? Spare me…?”

    “Yes. In exchange, become my subordinate. Follow my orders. You and all your tribe members.”

    “Shwaaak!”

    The chief, startled, gaped open his mouth.

    Did I say something that surprising?

    “To be spared…!”

    The chief muttered.

    “To spare us after defeat! Thank you! Shralarak!”

    “Uh, uhuh?”

    “I will follow your orders! Shwak!”

    Just like that?

    “This guy makes decisions too quickly? What’s the intention behind saying that?”

    “Shwaaaaak! A stronger being! If spared, of course, I must follow!”

    This guy was unexpectedly spirited!

    Good!

    I like it!

    “Right! From now on, follow my orders! And your name will be Juraki from now on!”

    “Jurakiiiiit!!!”

    The chief roared!

    One colony completed!


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