Chapter 291 – Reorganization #2
ㅡRemember!
The goblin infantry, dressed in uniform ceremonial gear, stood up and took a spear stance. Standing straight up, I was thrilled beyond liking it very much. It was to the point where I could feel the extreme emotion.
“Kuhh…!”
I finally got my army gear!
The indemnity money and supplies ripped off from Baron Helson the other day were very useful. I finally made it using it. An army like an army.
“Keruk!”
“Keruk!”
“Keruk!”
All of the goblin infantry, excluding new recruits.
It was equipped with a plate breastplate on top of the green system of qualtied armor. It is also a unified appearance. Plate pauldrons slung over their shoulders, and all wore iron gauntlets.
In addition, combat pants with leather padding on the thighs for increased protection and combat boots made of good leather!
It is truly the perfect personal accoutrement!
“Rest!”
“Relax, Keruk!”
Where is that!
The goblins were all wearing uniform, iron-brimmed helmets! Think of it as a helmet that looks a bit like a straw hat!
In other words, they became heavy infantry with proper armor and helmets. But until that point, all I can think of is that I am well-armed.
There is a very important point here.
Hehe.”
A specially made iron mask for goblins.
Goblins have long noses, so wearing a normal helmet would give them a funny look. This is because the long nose sticks out. So, this is the idea I came up with.
“An iron mask like that of a plague doctor.”
It is this iron mask. A protective gear that covers the noses of goblins. It has a long nose, so it feels a bit like a plague doctor’s mask, but the other difference is that the lower tube is empty.
Anyway, with all the equipment equipped, even the special iron mask was equipped.
“It is indeed the Demon King’s army.”
A really unique, exotic, and fucking infantry unit was born. I really liked that mask and couldn’t stand it!
“Guys! How is it! My equipment!”
I asked with all my heart.
“I like it very much! Sir! Especially this mask! The mask is so cool! Keruuuuugh!”
“It’s cool to go, Keruk!”
“Kerukkereuk! Long live the iron mask!”
“Shuddering sizzle!!! Kerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!”
All of my men responded! Even the goblins know! How cool they are now!
Crazy fucking soldiers!
“Starting today, all of that equipment belongs to you! Take good care of it!”
“Keryaaaaak! I understand!
Ah, seriously, why is managing my army so much fun? You can’t look this strong even if you wear armor well.
“From today, I will start training wearing that equipment! Although the equipment has become a bit heavy, you guys are beings who are receiving the magical power of this Demon King! The harder you train, the stronger you will become! Long live the invincible Culse Demon King!”
“Hooray! Keruk!”
“Hooray! Keruk!”
“Hooray! Keruk!”
The goblins cheered happily.
No goblin was dissatisfied with the fact that the equipment was a bit heavy. Because they know that all of that penance turns into blood and flesh.
“It’s truly the Demon King’s army itself. It can’t be this magnificent.”
The saintess admired from the side.
“Isn’t it?”
“It’s a unified, strong-looking army. Just imagining how the enemies will react when they see them is enough to make them happy. Huhuhu.”
Okay.
That’s it.
This unity!
Feeling like one! Soldiers wearing unified armor move in an orderly manner? It is already possible to suppress the baseline with that alone. You look so strong.
Of course, it’s not just goblins.
“Neckri. Align the Dark Elves special forces.”
“Yes!”
All Dark Elves also wore formal equipment. Of course, it’s a different design from the goblins. Should I say leather armor? It is an armor that goes very well with Dark Elves.
The Dark Elves are not beings that fight in battle lines like the Goblins. So the style of the armor has no choice but to change.
“Perfect! And Julia!”
“Yes…! Demon Lord!”
Unfortunately, the Lamia’s armor didn’t feel unified. After all, arming it heavily with plate armor… It’s costly money and resources. So I had no choice but to unify only the quality armor I wore inside.
The rest of the armor is freely worn. Still, it’s the same thing that it sucks. Originally, wasn’t the concept of knights wearing different, unique armor? The Lamia feel just like that right now.
“That’s really cool! Awesome!”
Anyway, with this, the assortment of my equipment was almost matched. Of course, the centerpiece is the goblin infantry, which will become our symbol.
* * *
Quite a peaceful day passed.
There is no external threat, and we are concerned about domestic affairs and military training. And I focused on stocking up on materials.
After living like this as a lord, I was able to manage things more efficiently than before.
“Actually, they’re all like saints.”
It would have been a big problem if there was no real saintess. I would never have been able to manage the territory purely with my own abilities.
Anyway.
Leaving that task to the saintess, I focused on other things.
When he received a report that there was a monster attacking the farmland, he immediately dispatched troops to harvest the ‘new recruits’, trained them, and spent time violating the nuns who fled after hearing the reputation of the saint.
It was a very solid time.
It seems to have calmed down, so I gave Vanessa an order.
“Vanessa. Could you check out our hometown?”
“Does that mean, go to the old dungeon and see Hobgoblins and Lizardmen?”
“Yes.”
“Haa… It’s a dispatch mission. Well, I get it. As long as I’ve been ordered, I’ll have to carry it out. I’ll ask for a detailed order.”
“Okay. Thank you very much, Vanessa.”
“A knight only obeys orders.”
Originally, I was going to go check it out when it was stable to a certain extent. Whether it’s Hobgoblin or Lizardman, they’re all useful soldiers.
The jungle side is my last bastion. There should be at least one monster territory made up of my men.
The farmland is infinitely small compared to what humans have created, but it should exist. As for me, I just want them to build their forces well.
ㅡsssss.
I wrote an order for Vanessa. Once you check them all. I need to ask them to check things about the Dark Elves and Lamia as well.
I took all of the nearby Dark Elves and Lamia under my command, but there are more of them lurking deep in the jungle.
Both are races with very good qualities as soldiers. If you can afford a little more, you can go to the conquest at all. And make all the Dark Elves and Lamia my subordinates.
With that thought in mind, I finished writing.
“Sharan. Please pass this on to Vanessa.”
“Yes Maang.”
“And give this to Ruby.”
“Char.”
Since I’m going on an external mission, I need to calculate supplies. Ruby is having a lot of trouble these days. Anyway. Then, shall we go and make regular contact with Carti?
Since I talked to Duke Yeo the other day, she occasionally showed her face. Since she’s talking to Karti, she used to come and compliment me once in a while.
But… There is no service.
That was a bit disappointing
Do I have to do something well to provide a service?
There was me who was looking forward to it for nothing.
No, what It’s not that I’m enchanted. If you keep watching those things, your resistance will increase… Ha, really. Duchess I really want to fucking fuck… No. What am I thinking
It was then.
“Devil.”
Rumica, who was down, called me.
“Uh. Rumika. What’s up?”
“Yeah, that’s it. The saintess says she has something to discuss. So she says she’ll come up a little later. She wants me to tell you that.”
“Something to discuss? What is it?”
“Well. I didn’t hear you right.”
“What?”
He said he’d come back after a while, so we’ll have to talk about it then.
* * *
“…A request for an interview came in.”
With a rather serious expression, the saintess said.
“Who the hell asked for an interview?”
“Look at this.”
The saintess handed me a letter.
“A messenger from Count Saidin’s family will visit, so a letter has arrived asking for hospitality.”
“Count Saidin.”
I haven’t memorized all the nobles in the kingdom yet, but I’ve heard about the Saidin count family from the saintess the other day.
“Isn’t this here? If you don’t want to be in the middle of the day, the saintess decided to entrust her body.”
“It was all before I came here.”
This is the story before the saintess came here.
The saintess in the center was being chased by angels, and her life was being threatened at every moment.
In the meantime, there were nobles who tried to reach out to her, and that was Count Sai Dinh. They stand at the center of the anti-angel faction. Simply put, they are the nobles with the greatest power. A great aristocratic man of power who never wants power to be handed over to the angels.
Thanks to Count Saidin, the anti-angel faction nobles were able to unite, and they were able to fight the angels in the center. He is an aristocrat with such great power.
It is said that Leia actively insisted on entrusting herself to Count Saidin’s family rather than dying while running away.
“Of course, this saintess is the reconstruction and revival of the Goddess Church. And since she had the goal of reigning, she couldn’t accept that offer. If she were to be protected by the Count, she would have to work under him forever. “
“That’s right.”
“Where would that be? She would have had to go in as Count Sai Dinh’s concubine under the pretext of an alliance, to attend to government affairs during the day, and to serve him at night.”
“When I think about it, my anger soars. How dare you treat my woman?”
“Oops!”
When she revealed her possessiveness, her saintess drew her thighs and blushed. Saidin is a bastard. How dare you try to NTR my girl? She can’t forgive
“That’s right… This holy woman’s pussy can only be possessed by you, her most superior male…”
“Of course. I’m the only one who can play with her saintess.”
Anyway, it seems that the damn count heard that her saintess was here and sent her messenger.
“So, saintess. What do you mean?”
“Doesn’t sound like a very good story? Count Saidin is an aristocrat with great ambitions. With you, who aims to reign, there is a high probability of sharing the ultimate goal.”
I will be the king
And he, a great nobleman, must have similar ambitions. Because everyone wants to be king.
“That means you’re my competitor. Besides, the saintess is a jar of honey that anyone can covet.”
“Huhuhu, that’s right.”
Ominous thing.
A great aristocrat who is sure to be much stronger than me right now is showing interest in this side.
Count Saidin is said to be the central character of the anti-angel sect. By the way… What if the saintess is here? I’m sure there will be some noise.
“Did you come to direct traffic? Holy Lady. Do you have any good suggestions?”
“The intention is expected, but not accurate. Why don’t you talk to the lion first?”
“Well, that should be it.”
Whatever it is, I don’t feel good.
