Chapter 72 – The Dwarves Saw the Liver
“Actually, the atmosphere isn’t that good.”
While guiding me to Daejeon, where there is an envoy from the Demon King’s army, James said that to me.
I looked at him with a cold expression at James’ unexpected words.
“Don’t look at me like that. Oh, this pussy is not that pussy…”
“Shut up, talk to me.”
Because he was in a feverish state, his lower body naturally flowed out of his mouth.
James also seemed to understand my position, and did not show any reaction to my swear words.
“Greatness. So, it is true that I want you to fight the demon lord army from the standpoint of bringing you personally.”
“By the way?”
At my question, James looked at me with a puzzled expression and began to explain the situation.
“There is only one thing the demon lord has asked for. To expel you and to be subjugated to the demon lord’s army. And the leadership is looking at the proposals quite positively.”
“Ha, I’m going crazy.”
Frankly, I felt unbearably hot at James’ words.
The reason he came to help the Dwarves in the first place was because there was a request from them, and because he needed a useful weapon.
I was in a more heated state than when the dwarves held out adult items as items to me.
To be honest, I even thought that it would be nice if the dwarves joined the Demon King’s army.
‘Then it’s okay if I kill them all?’
“Well, don’t make such a scary face. A decision hasn’t been made yet, has it?”
“Isn’t looking at the liver itself a problem?”
“Ugh. I can fully understand the displeasure, but the heads of state are just trying to make a decision carefully since the lives of many dwarves depend on it.”
Still, I felt a surge of excitement at the sight of James taking care of his family as the same dwarf.
“Okay? So what are you saying to me? Are you trying to convince me not to join the Demon King’s Army?”
I didn’t hide my intention to live, so I asked James, and he looked at me in a cold sweat.
“Again, I am on your side. So, you don’t have to look at me like you’re going to kill me like that, do you?”
“Okay, tell me why the king called me.”
“Greatness. Not only the king, but everyone in the leadership wants to hear your opinion. Anyway, this will be a very important decision for the dwarves.”
To be honest, after telling them to do whatever they want, the desire to leave the Dwarf City was like a chimney.
But the reason I endured it to the end was, funny enough, not because of the Dwarves, but because of the Bahamons.
I wondered why the lord of death, who was only destructive, sent an envoy to these rotten sacks of shit.
And for me, who will continue to fight against the demon lord, that was also quite important information.
“Great. First of all, I need to take a look at that envoy.”
“Well, if you need any help, let me know. I will help you too.”
At my words, James said with an awkward laugh.
I judged that at least what he said about helping me was true, and nodded lightly.
As life gradually faded away, James began to sneak up to me.
Then, he glanced at Karen, who was following her, and whispered to me:
“It’s a bit harsh to ask such a thing in this situation, but what did the two of you do in a room? Did you sleep?”
“…”
After all, it was certain that the dwarves were a race they could not associate with.
**
“Dwarves, your roots are earth fairies. And that means that you and our army of demons who came up from the depths of the earth do not have a relationship at all. So, entrust it to us.”
Upon entering Daejeon, I saw a skeleton selling medicine in front of the old Dwarves.
And from that tone, I realized that Bahamonz was looking at this place through a skeleton.
“Looks good. Show the enemy the entire inside of the castle.”
Entering the Great War, I shouted at the Dwarves who were listening to the skeleton with a dumb expression.
In an instant, I could see the eyes of the dwarves and the empty skeletons heading towards me.
“… What does it mean?”
“I can not understand? You guys are sending out the internal situation intact to the Demon King’s army right now. This is how large our forces are, and there are weapons like this in the city.”
I noticed something strange and said so to the Dwarf King who asked me.
The atmosphere in Daejeon became heavy, probably belatedly realizing their mistake at my words.
“Is that true?”
“Kkeuh. What does it matter? If you just hold our demon king’s hand, there won’t be any attack, right?”
To the king’s question, the skeleton rattled his chin and answered that.
At that point, it’s not an explanation, but rather a poet.
The Dwarf King hardened his expression thinking that he had been tricked, and the other Dwarves were no different.
“Isn’t that skeleton right? After all, there is no need for us to be hostile to the Demon King’s army, right?”
I turned my head towards the dwarf who tried to change the mood.
And realizing that the main character of the voice was quite familiar, he let out a laugh.
The owner of the voice was an ax lover blacksmith whom the king had introduced to me.
The blacksmith was showing an active attitude towards holding the Demon Lord’s hand to the extent that I wondered if he had a grudge because I entrusted my weapon to another place.
“That person is right. We intend to treat the dwarves with preferential treatment. So, it’s just a matter of sending the hero out.”
“Well.”
The skeleton responded to the blacksmith’s words and said so, and the king, who heard the words, salivated.
It looks conflicting just by looking at it.
“Shouldn’t we do something?”
Rather, Karen asked me with an impatient expression, but I had no intention of persuading the dwarves, so I just watched the situation.
“Warrior. Have you nothing to say?”
The Dwarf King asked me if it was difficult to make an easy decision.
I shrugged my shoulders at his question and slowly approached the skeleton standing in the middle of the battle.
The skeleton’s empty eyes were staring at me, and it was probably the Bahamons linked to the skeleton looking at me.
‘Why is there only one skeleton?’
I thought of that as I slowly approached the skeleton.
In order to subjugate the Dwarves in the first place, sending an envoy as plausible as possible was the easier way.
Anyway, Bahamons, who were fighting for quantity, had a lot of subordinates, and even if they were sent as envoys and lost, they would have nothing to regret.
But even so, it was clear that Bahamons had some meaning in sending only one skeleton as an envoy.
‘For example, do you actually want the dwarves to reject your offer?’
I’ve made plausible inferences based on the Bahamons’ personalities in previous lives, but nothing is certain yet.
No, considering Bahamons’ characteristic of cursing all living things, my reasoning was quite probable.
Then the problem was why the Bahamons sent an envoy that they didn’t want to, but considering the circumstances of the Demon King’s army that Lilith had heard about, it wasn’t that there were no clues.
“Hey, Bahamons. Are you watching?”
“Yes? How do you know my name?”
“I don’t know. Let me ask you something.”
I immediately asked the skeleton, and the skeleton was staring at me.
I thought that the silence meant positively, so I directly asked what I was most curious about.
“Is Baal Shikid?”
The skeleton gave no answer to my question.
**
“No, why no answer? Did Baal tell you to flirt with the dwarves?”
“You guys. How much do you know?”
I smiled at the skeleton as it answered with a rattling chin.
He might think he didn’t answer my question properly, but that’s a good enough answer.
Thanks to that, I was able to roughly predict the situation.
As the Demon King, no, Baal, who had already drank water once, he would have felt uneasy about recklessly expanding the front line.
I came to the conclusion that I would strike down the sub-species first, but it wasn’t that there was no possibility that they would unite with humans.
Moreover, in the case of the Beasts in the previous life, it was the Demon King’s army that had successfully subjugated them, so it was not strange to try to subjugate the Dwarves.
However, Baha Monz could not disobey Baal’s orders, but since he did not like the order, he must have used a trick like now.
So, to put it simply, the Bahamons could not help it if the Dwarves came over, and if they rebel, they would be in a state where they were thinking of killing them happily.
“Anyway, you look dangerous. Dwarf King, make your decision. Are you a hero or a demon lord?”
However, it seems that Bahamons’ thoughts have changed a little because of my participation.
Bahamons, no, his representative, the skeleton, said that to the Dwarf King, and the King looked at me with a serious expression.
