Chapter 151

Chapter 151

Otherworld Demon King Survival Guide.

Episode 151: Light (5)

“Grarak!”

“Grak!”

The hobgoblins screamed in confusion at our appearance. Naturally. Our forces now amounted to a company of soldiers.

Goblin squad.

Imp squad.

Kobold squad.

Pixie squad.

And a Lizardman squad.

Not to mention, it included formidable officers.

“Overwhelming force.”

Surrounding the hobgoblin tribe settled in the Pixie village with this force, I felt a sense of omnipotence, as if I had become a legendary tactician. Indeed, war is waged with numbers and equipment!

The essence of a good commander is to deploy stronger and more numerous forces effectively to engulf the enemy!

“Buril, hold your spear upside down.”

“Keruk! Understood! Kerrrrrrrr!”

—Click, click, click.

As Buril loudly commanded, all troops held their spears upside down. We had no intention of killing the hobgoblins.

“Keruk! Stab them hard with the blunt end! Knock them down and beat them up!”

“That’s it!”

“Krrrk! Just need to beat them hard!!”

The monsters, excited about the upcoming battle, started to express their enthusiasm.

“Kerrk!”

“Keryaaaak!”

“Gyussat!”

The kobolds, now as big as the early goblins, also roared with their weapons in hand. My magic had brought out their violent tendencies.

“Monster enhancement. And expansion of scale. Control… good.”

The troops were assembling smoothly.

“Serinu! Aim for the arms with the Pixies! Catch only those who run away without shooting much! And those in the back!”

“Got it!”

“Then Juragi! Attack!!!”

At my shout.

“Shurarlalalak!”

Juragi roared, and simultaneously, the Lizardmen wielding stone axes began to charge at the hobgoblins.

It was the same.

Nothing had changed from what they did to us. However, this time the opponent did not understand the concept of ‘formation.’ They were merely hobgoblins armed with clubs and stone axes.

“Graralak!”

The hobgoblin chieftain, wielding a club, somehow gathered his tribesmen, but the Lizardmen were bigger!

“Go! Juragi!”

“Shuwaaaaaaaak!”

And so, the Lizardman shock troops collided with the hobgoblin tribe!

—Kwang!

—Pusuk!

The sounds of bones breaking and shouts erupted!

“Shurarlak!”

“Graralalak!”

—Puck!

—Puk!

The Lizardmen and hobgoblins fiercely fought, striking each other with clubs and swinging stone axes.

Since they didn’t form a formation, the Lizardmen’s charge was highly successful. It worked well when monsters fought against each other. That’s it.

—Bwoong!

“Die!”

“Die!”

“No! We shouldn’t kill!”

“Right!”

The Pixies dominated the battlefield from above, beginning to shoot Wind Cutters at the hobgoblins in the rear.

But the appearance of a war fanatic remained the same. Was the desire for war instead of milk left inside their breast? Then it’s a pity to suck it.

“Graralak!”

Anyway, it felt like we’re like the Romans subjugating the barbarians. The Lizardmen were fighting very well. At this rate… Yes. They could even fight against human soldiers made up of ordinary people.

“Then, everyone! Advance on your own!”

“Kerrrrk!”

“Krkk!”

“Gyussat!”

Immediately upon my command, the troops advanced. Phalanxes holding their spears upside down approached the hobgoblins fighting the Lizardmen, and then.

—Puck!

—Puck!

The hobgoblins were severely beaten, as if a dog that bit the finger of the first son of a noble house on a hot day was being punished.

“Graraaaaaaak!”

“Graralaralak!”

Desperate screams. They just crouched and covered their heads while screaming. What good was the chieftain’s command? When the quality and number of soldiers were different.

“Stop! Stop beating them! Kraaaaaa!”

—Chuk!

As I shouted with magical power, my soldiers stopped their movements at once.

“Now tie up the prisoners’ hands and feet!”

“Keruk!”

Goblins quickly brought ropes and skillfully tied up the hobgoblins, who were beaten to a pulp.

“Vanessa! Bring the chieftain here!”

“You’re not even using honorifics now!”

“It’s better that way during battle.”

“Krut!”

Vanessa strode over, grabbed the tied-up hobgoblin chieftain, and presented him in front of me.

“Grarak…”

His face was filled with fear.

“Hobgoblin Chieftain!!!”

I shouted loudly at him.

“Graralarak!”

He convulsed, vomiting his fear. Strange. The hobgoblin chieftain I had fought before was braver. Ah, but I was different now. The quality and quantity of my magic were different.

He must see me as a predator.

“Demonic Domination Technique!!!”

Using psychological tactics, I casted a domination spell on the chieftain.

—Hwaruruk!

The moment I raised flames made of my magic power above his head, the chieftain’s eyes rolled back.

“Grak?!”

And then.

—Goooo.

I infused him with power.

“Graralak!”

He convulsed as if in a seizure. After some time, I realized he had become my subordinate.

“Grak…? Krak! Krak! I, I am…! I am?!”

He could speak, after all.

“Keruk! Master! This guy is talking again!”

“Buril… I’m sorry to say this, but it seems the goblins are just too weak a race.”

The hobgoblin chieftain started talking the moment he became my subordinate.

“Kerrrrk! The limit of one’s birth! How sad! Master!”

Immediately, Buril shoved his fist into his mouth and wailed. I hugged Buril tightly.

“Master…! Keruk!”

“Don’t worry, Buril! Soon the others will be able to speak too!”

“Kerrrrk!”

Anyway.

After comforting Buril, I had a private conversation with the hobgoblin chieftain.

“Hey, hobgoblin chieftain.”

“Grak… Are you going to spare me?”

“Yes. But in return, you must follow my orders.”

“If you promise to spare me… I will follow. Grak.”

Though I was not fond of his attempt to negotiate, I would let it slide for now.

“I promise.”

It’s not difficult.

“Bring Muturi.”

“Keruk!”

I immediately had a goblin nearby bring Muturi. Soon, Muturi, the representative loser of Kyuse’s demonic army, approached with a Grak.

“Muturi. I’ll entrust you with managing the hobgoblins.”

“Grak…?”

“Chieftain. No, let’s give you a name. Your name will be Hookbeak.”

“Grak, Hookbeak…?”

“Hookbeak, from now on, you just need to follow Muturi here. Then I’ll spare your entire tribe.”

“Ah, I understand, Grak.”

He smoothly accepts the difference in power.

“Grak…”

Muturi had a bewildered look on his face.

“Do well from now on.”

“…”

He nodded at me.

“Good.”

Let’s tidy up the hobgoblin tribe here before returning. This was an unexpected gain. They would be of great help when fighting humans.

“Oh, and they need some healing too.”

“I’m back! Sweet my home! Wooooooooo!”

After finishing all the tasks, I arrived home! There were no intruders! The entrance to the dungeon was still perfectly concealed!

“Kerrrrk!”

“Shaaaaaaa!”

My subordinates cried out in joy.

“Then destroy the entrance!”

“Kerrrrk!”

The monster hordes rushed forward. I sat down nearby, waiting for them, intending to take a break.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Somehow, humans gathered around me, starting with Vanessa and including the nuns, all in a state where their faces were oddly flushed and they were restless.

—Whack.

Suddenly, the scent of females wafted over. Being an incubus, I could tell. These women wanted me to violate them. Their sexual desire had reached its limit because they hadn’t had sex while on the expedition.

“Sisters? Is there something wrong?”

When I asked.

“What, what, what, what! No! Nothing’s wrong at all!”

Irene shouted as if having a fit.

“Hehehe.”

Of course, humans were second-tier.

“Sharan?”

“Master!”

Sharan was first up, followed by Lumica, Serinu, and the pixies. Then it’s the humans’ turn.

“Sisters? Vanessa? Even if you want it a bit, please hold back. There’s an order.”

“What are you talking about!”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying!”

Their faces turned red as they emit the scent of females so strongly, yet their words were articulate.

“But.”

Actually, there’s something more important.

“…”

I approached the angel lying on the stretcher. She was still not fully conscious, yet her voice was present.

“Let’s get to it.”

“We’ll take today off, then we’ll accomplish as much as we can, and afterward… relax. After sunset, we’ll try the new dish.”

Angel.

This angel, indeed.

I pondered what her reaction would be upon awakening, realizing she’s been subjected to a demon’s affection repeatedly? The thought brings a perverse satisfaction.

We entered the dungeon and ensured everything was clean. We ate, bathed, completed some chores, and then I passionately made love to my partners.

“Woohoo.”

I was intimate with every woman who entered the room, and before I realized, night had fallen again. After a few days, everyone was content, though the humans never returned for more. Regardless.

It was time to tutor the angel.

Squeak.

I opened the door and entered the cell.

“…”

The angel, still unconscious, lay there, her beauty unobscured.

Her arms were raised as if in celebration, her armpits exposed. Both wrists were bound… ensuring she couldn’t resist even if she partially awoke.

“Hah.”

A rush of desire surged through me, my arousal undeniable. I wondered about the taste of an angel? A dark longing took hold of me.

Her blonde curls were enticing. And those wings, those ample breasts… They demanded to be touched.

I couldn’t hold back.

“I’ll have you.”

The angel’s ordeal was about to begin.