“Kuhora-kun. You finally contacted me.”

    There wasn’t much of a backlash, perhaps because it quickly returned to its original form.

    “Creetrick!”

    The signal from the communication line directly connected to the immediate superior continued without any significant delay. Considering the time it took for communication, it seemed as if he had been waiting for the call to arrive.

    “I won’t make a long story short. Please draw a coordinate summoning circle like this.”

    “… Yes! ”

    Since it was an order from a direct superior, like a prophet, I followed it without even reporting it.

    “Listen while you draw. What I’m going to send you is a restraint tool for the Ice Demon Tribe. No matter how much of a Dark Harvester you are, if you’re restrained, you can’t help but be possessed. I made this for Kuhora-kun.”

    While he was delighted with the tool for himself, he was also afraid of the orders that had been passed on to him in a fraudulent manner. He was afraid to talk about the reality that his immediate superior, whom he admired so much, had tried to help him so much, but he himself had failed to do so.

    “It’s my own work, but at the same time, I’m so sad that I had to kill Kuhora-kun.”

    “Creetrick?”

    I paused for a moment at the questionable expression.

    “Your hand has stopped.”

    “Oh, sorry!”

    He starts working again and listens. His immediate superior is clearly a genius, but he often gives short answers without explanation, which only he knows, and this causes misunderstandings.

    “As Kuhora-kun has experienced, the Dark Harvester is not something you can just take away just because you possess it. But it is also something that is too bothersome to leave alone. That is why Kuhora-kun’s ability is needed.”

    He never thought that he would be able to take over the body of that terrifying priestess. It was because he felt defeated by the overwhelming difference.

    “If you take over the Dark Harvester’s body with Kuhora’s power, it will be shattered into pieces so that it cannot be revived.”

    “… I see.”

    At this point, I think I know what my direct supervisor’s intentions are.

    “Make it so that even if the Dark Harvester dies and is resurrected, or even if the Nature Tree blesses it, it cannot be recovered.”

    “… Okay.”

    Even though he verbally agreed, his mind became complicated. It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t nervous because it was clearly an order to die.

    One’s direct superior was originally this person.

    He was a pragmatist who prioritized profit over emotion.

    I was saved and tamed by such a person, and I was preparing for this situation that would come someday.

    “Is there anything else you would like to explain?”

    Although he was my direct superior who spoke concisely and directly, he was always talkative when it came to the process or explanation of the work he personally created.

    So I thought you would tell me the gist of the invention in detail.

    As the coordinate summoning circle was slowly being completed, I glanced at Krilik’s expression, and the cold direct superior inside the communication hole was wiping away tears.

    Mr. Critic, tears! That’s ridiculous…!

    “Kuhora-kun. Your hands are playing around again.”

    “Oh, yes! Almost done.”

    “It’s later than I calculated. If it were the clever Kuhora-kun’s skills, he would have already finished it. Hurry up. We don’t have much time left. ”

    I was so shocked by the unbelievable scene that I gave a vague answer and then drew the coordinate summoning circle.

    “Now I will send you the items. These are the items needed to completely kill the Dark Harvester. It will be very difficult, but I trust Kuhora-kun to do it well.”

    As I poured magic power into the coordinate summoning circle, a carefully sealed wooden box appeared.

    This is done to avoid interference when moving objects through space, and the box will probably contain the object we saw as a communication port.

    “To explain this binding tool, to be exact, it is a magical tool that creates a capture barrier. When this capture barrier is opened, the living being inside will faint, and physical passage will be restricted, but for Kuhora, a possessed demon, it doesn’t matter. The soul leaves the body for possession. You can possess a test subject who is in a suspended animation like that. ”

    A plan to capture the Dark Harvester as a restraining tool and possess him. Honestly, I thought it was reckless, but after hearing the explanation, I felt like it was worth a try.

    “Of course, if you’re a Dark Harvester, you won’t faint right away, but I think Kuhora-kun will find a way. So, restrain the Dark Harvester with the restraint tool and possess him. Then, you can swallow the deadly poison extracted from Kaverik.”

    He then added that poison is only one way to destroy them, either by melting them in lava or tearing their bodies to pieces, but that it is a difficult method because there is no place nearby where that can be done.

    “Excuse me, Mr. Critic?”

    But I have a greater curiosity than that.

    “If I were to possess the Dark Harvester, wouldn’t I be able to use that body like I am doing now?”

    “I’ve been waiting for that question. I wish I could. That the fearsome Dark Harvester’s body belongs to Kuhora-kun. However, I’ve calculated. Kuhora-kun, I’ve concluded that you cannot control the Dark Harvester’s body. ”

    “… Okay.”

    In fact, I knew it better than anyone else.

    Just because they are a demon possessor doesn’t mean they can possess just anyone and take over their body.

    But, if it’s Commander Aorra, then there’s a chance of winning.

    There was no way the Dark Harvester would be caught in the restraints quietly.

    It’s my job to make it happen.

    Given the nature of the Elemental Tribe, which makes it difficult to leave their own people alone while they are being held hostage, if you take Commander Aorra hostage or threaten him by possessing him, you may be able to induce him to be caught with a restraining device.

    “It’s a shame that we can’t even say goodbye properly. I’m sorry, Kuhora-kun. You’ve been scolded for suffering under me all this time.”

    The communication device’s response is weak. Even if it is a short-term magic tool, it should be able to last for a few more minutes.

    However, it is also used as an important medium for the coordinate summoning circle, so the communication is unstable and seems like it will go out at any moment.

    “No! I’m Kuhora! This life that Critique saved! I must…!”

    Crispy-

    The communication line was cut off without a trace as I poured out my overwhelming determination based on my pent-up emotions. Soon, the jewel shattered.

    “Huh, huh huh.”

    It was shattered as if showing a future where the operation was successful and would shatter, but the reason I still couldn’t get over the shock was not because of the order to die.

    The extremely cold direct supervisor I had been working for was shedding tears for me.

    It didn’t matter even if it was just a pretense to prevent him from refusing orders.

    In the past, I was saved by Critic, and now it is time to use that life.

    “Let’s go. We have to go.”

    I carefully held the wooden box placed on the coordinate summoning circle.

    “Never get caught.”

    The safest thing you can do with the cards you have now is to entrust them to a mid-level servant horse.

    What Critrick gave me was a magical tool that could even bind a Dark Harvester. And there was also the poison of Kaverik, which was famous for killing even monsters.

    Now that we have the supplies, all we need to do is plan and execute the operation.

    The scene I was seeing with my eyes closed was gruesome. But it was not too late.

    I will surprise the elemental tribe that is attacking the Chujara group, take Aor’s body, escape from the hero, and take the body of the Dark Harvester before ending his life.

    That is the final mission of the usurper Kuhora, the 4th Brigade Commander of the 4th Corps and the direct subordinate of the Demon King’s Army’s Four Heavenly Kings and Chief of Staff, Lord Kritrick.

    ***

    “Kuhora, sir.”

    ‘Koo-ung!’

    “Ma, General Makku!”

    Makku’s huge body collapsed with a sorrowful voice.

    I had a bit of a hard time because the regimental commander level was powered up.

    Even if I dug a tunnel through my head, I pretended to be dead and got up, and even if I dug a hole between my chest because I thought it wouldn’t work, I pounced.

    “I guess it would have been better to deal with it before powering up.”

    The foot of the mountain is not bad to look at because the surrounding area is destroyed, although it is not injured.

    Just like in magical girl or hero stories, where there are transformation manners, I waited until the enemy powered up. If the situation was urgent, I would have stopped it, but the elements smoothly hunted the Chujara group, and I also made the enemies let their guard down so that they wouldn’t run away, so it wasn’t all bad.

    “Still. It was a good thing you came out.”

    If Aor had confronted Makku, one of them would have died. Aor in particular would have been more likely to die.

    The combat power of both commanders was similar, but the difference in troops was dozens of times.

    In addition, the Makkku running towards us while holding a huge double-edged axe was quite powerful.

    “Now all that’s left are the leftovers and the Kuhora.”

    I threw the scattered remnants next to Makku’s body and slowly checked the direction where Aor was.

    “This is no match for me! ”

    “Run away over there!”

    “We’ll take care of it.”

    The number of Chujaras, which used to be around 200, has now decreased to less than the number of elements.

    “Chu-jaak-.”

    ‘thud-‘

    Among the Chujara group whose formation had collapsed from the beginning and the Element tribe that hunted calmly with steady passing techniques even when they had an advantage, only Aorman was active alone.

    “Is everyone hurt anywhere?”

    “””Yes!”””

    Aorga inspects the unit members who dealt with the last Chujara.

    “I guess I’ll start wrapping things up soon too.”

    The Demon King’s army, who kept trying to run away, were thrown into one place until they were exhausted, so their morale seemed to have been broken and they no longer even had the courage to run away.

    Well, I guess you won’t get tired of it if you throw it next to the dead commander?

    “Ugh-.”

    “Fuck. To a mere human.”

    “I don’t want to die… !”

    I wish I had just followed along when you showed me mercy.

    The contract was extended somehow. Even though it was awkward, I had to fulfill my duty as a warrior.

    “The Chuja tribe is in charge of the elements, and the Demon King’s army is the warrior’s job.”

    However, it was difficult to dispose of the bodies. The best we could do was to gather them in one place.

    “Sa, save me-.”

    Break the head of anyone who begs for his life.

    “Ugh, wooo-!”

    It also crushes the skulls of those who rush at it in fear.

    “Please, I’ll go back to the Demon World… .”

    A life taken in refusal of the Demon King’s army’s plea for survival.

    In the past, I would have asked, “”If you asked me to spare the people you killed, would you spare them?””, but now, it feels like hypocrisy, so I just kept quiet.

    If you die, you die, and if you kill, you kill.

    Looking back, the attitude that when others do it, it’s murder, but when I do it, it’s justice is disgusting.

    Every time this happens, I feel that the heroes who uphold the principle of no-kill are truly amazing, but I guess they can do that because they can still have the villains judged by the law and sent to prison.

    Since that wasn’t possible here, in a world where fists were closer than the law, where might was justice, I was still wondering whether it was right to kill an intelligent being with my own hands.

    Even if they are people who have committed evil deeds.

    Right and wrong were so difficult.

    “Ha! What the hell.”

    After taking the last breath of the Demon King’s army, a long-awaited swearing began.

    It is certainly a good thing to stop the Demon King’s army that threatens the continent and help the Element Tribe. However, I still haven’t gotten used to killing those who can communicate.

    “… I still have to do it.”

    Although it was said to be the last, I dug through the pile of corpses in case there were any Demon King soldiers pretending to be dead.

    It would be easier to just burn it, but I decided to leave the cleanup to the element tribe, so this is it-.

    “Huh?”

    The trees tremble like bushes. The ground vibrates lightly.

    Something was approaching busily in the forest.

    “Kwaaarrrr!!!”

    “Gyaaah!”

    “Ugh-!”

    “What, what is it?!”

    Frowning, he braces himself for the angry momentum that will rush in.

    Ta-at

    “Gyah-!”

    “Be careful!”

    “Ugh, ugh-.”

    Soon, a wolf as big as a house appeared and jumped at a nearby element, opening its mouth, so I stopped it.

    “What, what is it?!”

    “A huge wolf?”

    “It’s the monster Behemoth! I remember seeing it in the palace’s record room! ”

    Amid the surprise of the elements, Aor revealed the identity of the giant wolf.

    Ah. Behemoth!

    I thought I had seen it somewhere, and then I remembered seeing it in the Garden of the Forgotten Gods.

    It’s smaller than what I saw last time?

    “Get out of here!”

    “Ah, net!”

    Fortunately, the element behind only ended up getting crushed in the butt.

    “It smells.”

    “Crunch. Ugh.”

    A battle of strength between the two as they confront Behemoth, who opens his mouth to swallow the elements.

    “It’s weak for a Behemoth? It’s smaller than the one I saw before. Isn’t it an adult?”

    As expected of a monster as big as a house, it had considerable strength, but it couldn’t close its mouth because of the diamond club, and even when I pulled its head as if I was taking a cotton swab out of its mouth, it seemed like it lacked the strength to do the tug-of-war.

    “Tch-.”

    ‘puck’

    “Crunch?”

    When he was pushed back in a power struggle, he spat out and swung his jaw as if he was biting, but when he responded with a fist, Behemoth jumped back. He looked around belatedly to confirm, and his pupils dilated at the sight of the pile of corpses of the Demon King’s army.

    “Makkuu!!!”

    Even though I glared at him threateningly and shouted at him in anger, he did not attack.

    Maybe it’s because we’re no match for each other.

    Just like Makkku, they were people with high intelligence despite their appearance.

    “Is it Kuhora?”

    Actually, I kind of expected it.

    They are monsters that you only occasionally encounter in Maruk, so there’s no way they would suddenly appear on the continent.

    “… A warrior, right?”

    If the recently knocked down Makkku was larger than a two-story house, Kuhora was as big as a three-story villa.

    It’s easy to imagine that my entire body is smaller than that guy’s head.

    “You found it on your own.”

    Kuhora was the Demon King’s Army, and no matter where I looked, there was no Chujara, so his opponent was me. I took hold of the Diamond Staff that had been dripping with blood again.

    “Hero of the Otherworld! Will you allow us to deal with that Behemoth?”

    At that moment, Aor appeared in front of me and looked at Kuhora and made a request.

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