Tensei Shitara Slime Datta

Chapter 33: The audience

The head of the Lizardmen nodded once in response to the report on the progress of the battle.

Since meeting Souei, four days have passed.

Tomorrow they will be strengthened. Without any major casualties so far, they would most likely see the sun rise again.

Orc attacks had increased to the extreme.

Depending only on their resources, the hallways were filled with orcs. Orcs were slightly affected by the labyrinth, and just swarmed over it.

By placing traps along the passageway, they managed to reduce the number to – if a little.

But still, thanks to the labyrinth the lizardmen were able to avoid any real losses. The labyrinth diverged many times, and the exit emergency passageway could still be used.

They had alternated squads that were most often against orcs, and quickly strengthened teams that had engaged enemies.

Since this battle was under his direct orders, he had no intention of becoming arrogant.

Because reinforcements came, because there was hope, everyone was somehow struggling by.

In reality, those who fought with the Orcs were shocked by their strength.

This Orc was a world that was stronger than usual.

Currently, one orc can challenge up to three lizardmen. Moreover, their strength seemed to be increasing.

This, of course, was the result of the Orc Lord's orders.

The chief also strictly ordered that those injured should immediately switch without going out. Because, if the injury resulted in death, the orcs would become stronger.

Carefully, and without any mistakes so far, they have maintained a defensive line.

And only one day left.

When reinforcements arrived, they would probably be able to use the terrain to destroy any orcs.

At the very least, they could at least take turns with the members stationed at the most important defensive point.

Thus filling his head with wishful thinking, the head relaxed slightly.

That's when it came.

News of Gabil's return …

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Gabil's angry.

What's up with this! The arrogant lizardmen hid in the holes of some lowly pigs! He became blind from anger.

However, everything will be fine soon. He has returned, and, like the good Lizardman, will fight proudly.

With that thought, he headed towards the Head.

Done Nice, Gabil. I guess you can already get goblin support? 」

"Dad! We have joined 7,000 soldiers. 」

「Begitukah .. with this, somehow we will succeed. 」

「In that case, let's engage the enemy at once!」

After reporting so to the Chief, he prepared himself for a fight.

Now that he had returned, he could not allow the selfish actions of the Orcs. Surely the head had been waiting for him to return.

However,

「Hmm? No, the time has not come. Even though you are not here, we have been offered an alliance. They'll arrive tomorrow. And then, after having a strategy meeting, we will attack the orcs! 」

Just suddenly. Things that the head could not think of.

"What's? That head wasn't waiting for me? "

The thought allowed for dissatisfaction, which further worsened Gabil's mood.

To rely on some unknown reinforcement against some lowly orcs …

「Head, if you send me out, I will immediately destroy the orc. Message me to go! 」

His anger grew, he hoped to vent it on the enemy. However,

"No . We will fight tomorrow! You must be tired, so take a break. 」

Completely ignored.

Gabil's mind became empty from anger. Completely ignore it, and depend on a few strangers! It's unforgivable.

「Head, no, dad! Stop this stupidity! You seem to be senile, you just don't see the truth. 」

"What was that? Gabil, what are you planning! 」

As of now, he was holding back in regards to his father.

In fact, there are many admirable qualities that he has. So Gabil obeyed.

However, he refused to recognize Gabil, and that Gabil could not forgive.

The time has finally come, that's all.

So nodding once, he gave a signal to his subordinates.

「Dad, your time is over. From now on, I am the new Chief Lizardmen! 」

Gabil stated loudly.

On this declaration, the goblins noisily ran into the Chief's room.

Armed with stone spears, they surrounded his Head and bodyguards.

Gabil's subordinates, the self-selected elites, also prepared themselves behind the goblins.

「Gabil, what does this mean ?!」

Unable to understand the situation, the Chief raised a panicked voice. Very unusual.

However, it only pleases the Gabil superiority complex.

「Daddy, good work until now! Leave the rest to me, and enjoy your retirement! 」

His subordinates then disarmed his Head and bodyguards.

And then, Gabil took the head, no, of his father's spear into his hand. The spear, a magic item called the Water Vortex Spear, was the symbol of the Lizardmen themselves.

Items with overflowing magical power. Owned by the strongest lizardman. The most fitting weapon for Gabil.

And saw his father and the guards,

「Send the rest to me! You may be held until the war is over, but hold on, okay? 」

So he called.

「Wait, Gabil! Stop this selfishness! At least, wait until tomorrow !!! 」

Ignoring his father's request,

「Really ruining the view. Take him away!"

So he ordered.

Of course, he had no intention of killing him. However, he needs it.

Gabil needed to personally beat his head.

Of course, as a new hero standing on top of all the lizardmen, such an event was necessary.

Surely his father would recognize his strength and praise him.

His mere thought made him dizzy.

The new chief, taking with him his goblins, proceeded to take command of the lizardmen. They'll soon hear about the power struggle.

And once they admit it, they will set out to fight.

Gabil could not imagine the possibility of defeat.

His father's warning was completely futile to him.

From the beginning, the followers of Gabil cheered, demanding the opening act of the play.

What he found in prison was the same.

Drunk of their praise, Gabil enjoyed sitting on the throne.

The time has finally come.

He completely ignored trifles like orc invasions.

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What is …

The head was tormented by regret.

No hurry! So he was told many times before. And this is the situation where he is.

He was confident in his control over his brothers.

But has been betrayed by his own son …

This is very bad .

If this continues, the lizardmen will attack without waiting, and will meet a certain end.

He was one of his sons, the brother of Gabil.

The Captain's guard noticed the Chief's signal and nodded.

"Go!"

As the Chief shouted that word, the Guard Captain broke free from the restraints and ran over.

They needed to inform their allies of the situation.

That envoy, Souei did not hide his aura.

So, of course after coming out of the labyrinth, he would know where to go.

Betting on that swift possibility, the Headmaster sent his son.

He had been thinking about detaining Gabil's subordinates. However, he could not bear to hurt his brothers, so decided to just run away.

The chief, who intends to take responsibility, remains in prison.

Pray that his son will be able to get out safely.

Only 5 days.

That promise he couldn't keep, and now regrets his failure.

And hope that his failure does not result in them being abandoned.

Surely he was offered an alliance because of the value they saw in the lizardmen. Maybe now they have lost the little value they have.

Gabil may be busy making his debut.

In that case, no one would be sent to replace the tunnel defense forces.

With reinforcements, the Orcs would gradually grow stronger, and the defense team would eventually be flooded.

The women and civilians we gathered in the middle of the labyrinth would become helpless.

If that happens .. but, grieving will not stop this.

We will keep them until the end.

It was the chief's decision.

To buy more time. That's all he can do.

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Side story

Large conference room.

Made of fragrant wood, the table is definitely expensive.

A true round table, capable of holding more than 10 people.

Number of seats currently set: 12. Beyond the most luxurious designs, even royalties would have a hard time getting one.

Rugs woven by textile workers over ten years covered the floor.

One wall was decorated by a painting of a stunning landscape by a heavenly artist.

Each article in the room would cost ten years of a noble's income.

And at the entrance of the room,

A single man, dressed as a clown, refrained from entering.

And it looks like an empty room,

「To get together despite your busy schedule, I say thank you!」

Respectfully convey his greetings.

Carefully, as if to avoid losing interest in the creatures within.

The guests today. They are the ones you should not be angry at, supreme beings.

As if running out of air, a shadow of a man appeared on one of the chairs.

Less detail, blurred shadows.

Plot What plan do you want to do to cheer us up today? We're tired of this, what if it starts? 」

A woman answered.

A previously empty room was now occupied by a number of auras.

「Guhahaha. Don't worry, it'll be soon, won't it? The tragic birth of the new "Maou? 」

(TL Note: Maou – demon lord. You may also know this word)

「Fufufu. A Maou? We already have a lot! It won't be funny one bit, will it? 」

「Hey, don't say that. The ruler of the Jura Forest had disappeared. It takes a new one, right? 」

「In that case, shouldn't we claim it for ourselves?」

「Hmph-deep. It is because of people like you that the Non-aggression Pact can be canceled! 」

"Shut up! I know . 」

And other similar egoistic conversations were held between them.

The clowns at the entrance felt like they were covered in sweat due to their presence, yet could not remove them.

Because he is a demon. He's not sweating.

He, the demon Gelmudo, just wanted to explain the stage he had prepared for them.

「Well, fathers and mothers! I'd like to explain the game, if you'll allow it? 」

Afraid he called.

The noisy conversation suddenly stopped and all eyes were focused on Gelmudo.

Intimidating him without saying a word.

Are they insulted being distracted by the lower Gelmudo rank?

Worry spread in his heart. If he got their displeasure, someone like Gelmudo would be erased in the blink of an eye …

Contrary to his fear,

「Start! Didn't I say I'm tired of boredom? 」

They're allowing.

Relieved, he began to explain.

He has planted the seeds of conflict in the forest. There are some that fail to thrive, but there are many that bear fruit.

He also intended to plant some seeds between Ogres and Treants, but it seemed that it was rejected.

The one he manipulated was still helpless.

However, in those who declined to be named – para ogre, he had passed his judgment.

Overall, he was satisfied with the result.

「Now, let's open the curtain of this tragedy! The threat of the orc lord meeting with the race alliance! The one standing will be proclaimed as "Maou" !!! 」

Fine .

It's all planned to create a new "Maou. The task was left to Gelmudo.

He was very happy with this order. If he handled this well, he could obtain a maou for his personal use.

He worked hard to achieve that goal.

Up until now, for 300 years, he had been planning a species war.

However, Veldora's disappearance causes the plan to spiral out of control.

So he gave up on having a war between named monsters born from goblins, lizardmen, and such races.

Instead, he sent an Orc Lord. It's not a plan, but it's something he can use well.

An orc lord loyal to his orders.

His game was cheating, but there was nothing he could do now.

After destroying the goblins and the lizardmen, the Orc Lord will become the new "Maou.

He also got rid of those nagging ogres.

Now, there's nothing to worry about. As long as the Orcs avoid invading the treants territory, it.

All according to plan!

He was afraid of the many maou who had manipulated him until now, but he finally had a chance to return the favor.

He will soon be able to manipulate maou! The birth of one who is faithful to his command.

Hiding his excitement, Gelmudo continued his explanation …

He could already see the Orc Lord who was about to bow before him.

The day his ambition will be fulfilled is coming soon.

He honestly believed that …