Flames shot up from the east. At the black ash rising high into the sky, Gray let out a sigh of relief inwardly. Fortunately, the engineering he and the soldiers had risked their lives to set up last night hadn't been discovered yet, and became a bridgehead that allowed the adventurers' surprise attack to succeed.

'Now it's our turn.'

What kind of movements would the enemy forces show? If they continued their crazy acts, they'd be helplessly defeated. Gray clenched his fist and closely watched the enemy's movements.

Creak, thud.

But aside from the one orc who'd made the initial declaration jumping down, there was no particular movement. Rather, the humans who'd passed out after climaxing were taken down one by one by the Harpy Angels, and the orcs gave their bodies a big shake and came down from the platforms one by one.

"Huff, hngh."

With the last man released from the pole after being consecutively drained by four Harpy Angels, all the acts that seemed to mock the subjugation force from atop the walls ended. The subjugation force soldiers let out sighs of regret and emptiness.

Now. This timing when morale hit rock bottom was the most appropriate timing to raise morale again. Gray raised his sword high into the sky.

"Heroes of the Barony of Virgo! Now is the time to cross the fence and recapture Zabiyaba!"

The soldiers were dumbfounded at Gray suddenly jumping forward and making declarations. But Gray continued his declaration regardless.

"Do not abandon being human! Think of your wives and children, your lovers waiting for you at home! What kind of feelings they must be waiting with!!"

The soldiers lowered their heads with guilty faces. Unmarried young men aside, most of the mobilized soldiers had fox-like wives and rabbit-like children. How could they face them if they showed such behavior in front of them?

"You are human! Not monsters! Don't be deceived by the wicked monsters' provocations! They are merely monsters in human form! That's right, monsters! How else could they commit such insane acts!"

Gray pointed his sword at the fence.

"So we must rescue the prisoners bound by those monsters! Before they truly eat humans, before our families are eaten and violated like that again, we must save them! Young men of Virgo, raise your swords! And don't forget! Don't become those who are defeated by lust and abandon the laws and ethics set by the Goddess! All forces, prepare to charge!"

Gray took one step forward. The soldiers held their swords and took one step forward following Gray.

"Charge-----!!"

Gray and the soldiers ran forward toward the fence. Holding ladders made in the forest, raising shields over their heads to block arrows, the archers in the rear raised their bows to keep the orcs on the watchtowers in check.

"Uwooooh!!"

Only Gray ran forward vigorously shouting battle cries. And the soldiers hesitantly followed behind Gray, having no choice.

No matter how much Gray shouted, their motivation was nearly at rock bottom. And their heads were filled only with other thoughts.

"I want to do it too."

"If I can't do it, I'd rather hold back and fight."

The soldiers whose morale had dropped to the bottom eventually gave up and began hanging ladders and climbing following Gray. The platforms where the monsters had sex with humans hadn't been dismantled, and the subjugation force could too easily hang ladders on the platforms to climb up.

Thud!

Gray climbed onto the platform. And at each platform, thick planks were hung connecting to the rooftops of the 2nd and 3rd floor houses. Gray suspected it was a trap, but was relieved at the sight of orcs waiting with weapons on the opposite side.

"Ras!!"

The orcs shouted simultaneously. The soldiers following behind Gray hesitated for a moment seeing the plank. A height that wouldn't kill you if you fell but would hurt badly. But the orcs seemed not afraid at all and rather walked onto the plank.

"We were waiting, you human bastards!"

The orc standing at the front with a greatsword shouted at Gray and the soldiers. The muscular orc aimed the greatsword at the subjugation force and curled up the corner of his mouth.

"We'll catch you all and make you do it with the harpies!!"

"Uwooooh!!!"

The orcs charged with weapons. It was a height where if you fell, at least one leg would shatter, but they had no hesitation.

A frontal confrontation on planks like suspension bridges. Gray ran forward holding his sword.

"Die, you monsters!"

Soldiers ran following behind Gray. In the split second before the two clashed, the orcs suddenly jumped to the side. The orc with the greatsword kicked off the plank and did a big backflip returning to the building rooftop. Gray's breath caught.

"Wha—"

As soon as the orcs on the planks all evacuated, the greatsword orc and orcs much better dressed than the other orcs appeared and lifted giant weapons. Already up to twenty people were on the planks.

"Th-this—"

"A message from our Legion Commander."

The orc mocked the humans while letting the greatsword blade hang toward the plank.

"'If they're stupid enough to try crossing the planks, show them the difference in basic specs between orcs and humans.'"

Slice, crash.

The planks were cut off, and soldiers fell below. Gray corrected his posture and took a breakfall. His ankle throbbed slightly but it wasn't bad enough to prevent fighting.

"Cowardly! Acting like you'd fight face to face and pulling this crap!"

"A message from our Legion Commander. If you whine about cowardice, he said to say this."

The orc jumped down brilliantly holding the greatsword. Landing with a twisted smile, the orc tapped the wide blade against his palm and snorted.

"Win if you're upset."

"Y-you damn trash monster bastards!!"

Gray charged at the orc again. Blue mana was loaded on the sword raised high vertically. It was 'aura,' a symbol of a skilled knight.

"And this is what I want to say."

The greatsword orc swung the sword over his shoulder.

"You may be stronger than me, but you're not someone like my father."

"What?"

As soon as incomprehensible words were heard, a burning sensation burst on his shoulder. Gray almost dropped his sword from the suddenly drained strength. Turning his head, there were traces of his shoulder armor being pierced and he got goosebumps. If his reaction had been just a bit slower, his shoulder would have been pierced through.

"This is—"

"If it's hard alone, do it with two, if it's hard with two, do it with three."

The orc stepped forward and shouted.

"This is a battlefield! What we're doing isn't a duel but combat, you moron!"

The orc slashed the greatsword diagonally at Gray.

***

"Wow, idiots. They're actually crossing that."

Running along the alley, I couldn't help but laugh at the messages from the harpies flying through the sky. Unable to make rational judgments because rage filled their lower bodies. They were ruined bastards in many ways.

'The adventurer bastards who broke through the fence with a hundred people are much more useful.'

How did they break through the fence with just about a hundred people? I exited the alley and came around the square. The ghoul unit that had been waiting in the square was already gone, having gone to intercept the adventurers. In the square, the Andrases who could be called the final defense force saluted me holding spears.

"Andrases, protect the portal even if you have to trade your lives!"

"Got it-ras!!"

There was no time to figure out if the Andrases spoke informally or formally. Following a Harpy Angel flying through the air, I headed to where Hases and Rastujad's undead forces should be blocking.

The sound of weapons clashing, swords cutting into flesh, arrows flying, fireballs rising. The battlefield where all those sounds echoed was now just two alleys away.

"Uwooh!"

I exited the alley holding steel pipes in both hands. The battlefield was already in chaos, with Hases and the High Ghouls, along with Rastujad's ghouls, buying time while forming a thick defensive line.

Aaaah!

The ghouls Rastujad commanded swayed threateningly at the adventurers. The adventurers too easily countered the ghouls' attacks. Hases and the High Ghouls were each taking on the skilled ones.

[Rise, minion of wrath!!]

As soon as Rastujad gave the order, an adventurer whose neck was cut off creaked as he stood up. Rastujad supplemented his forces in real-time by making the adventurers the ghouls defeated into his own ghouls.

But that number was now breaking through the 30 line. The speed at which ghouls were consumed was much faster than the speed at which Rastujad supplemented ghouls. The adventurers were combat specialists.

It took only 3 seconds to figure that out. The moment I reached Rastujad's immediate vicinity, I stepped and rolled my feet like a running start and jumped high.

"Come in through the front door, you bastards!!"

The adventurers' gazes gathered on me jumping high and shouting. I swung the steel pipe down toward the head of the young man Hases was fighting.

"Pay the repair costs, you trash!!"

The young man who appeared to be a priest jumped back greatly while emitting a silver aura. Seeing the light cluster, he seemed to be a Goddess priest, and I shook off my tingling hands and feet a couple times before lifting the steel pipe.

"Hehe, this thing I pulled from prison—"

My heart sank. The reddened vision returned to normal, and in the world that regained color, I could definitely clearly see 'that thing' with my own two eyes.

"Are you the leader?"

"You, what the fuck are you doing, bastard?"

Curses flew out of my mouth reflexively. But I couldn't stop. Whether the young man's expression stiffened or not, I pointed the end of the steel pipe at the mace the young man was holding.

"Where the fuck did you get that?"

"...There's no reason to tell you!"

"Ha, look at this bastard not answering. Fine, okay. Let's get straight to the point then."

I crossed and swept my fingers. My vision turned red again. I felt slightly fatigued throughout my body, but right now, catching that priest bastard and asking about the mace's origin was more important than anything.

"I'll just beat you until you answer."

"You monster!"

The priest raised the mace high. The steel pipe, though somewhat thick, was much thinner than the mace, making it hard to block. So let's avoid attacks for now. I twisted my body sideways and rolled.

Crash!!

The priest struck the ground with the mace. Dirt flew at my face, but I quickly rolled and swung the pipe horizontally. Using the rolling momentum as is, I struck the priest's shin with the steel pipe.

Thwack!!

Whether he had a protective barrier up, even my full-power club strike didn't break the priest's stance. I took a breakfall and stood up. The end of the steel pipe was bent round.

"Receive the Goddess's divine punishment!!"

The priest began wildly swinging the mace at me. Stepping back, ducking my head, lying diagonally, I barely dodged. The priest was properly provoked, and I watched for an opportunity.

"Die—!!"

Now.

I smashed the steel pipe against the mace swinging diagonally. The blunt end hit precisely the bent part of the steel pipe, and the steel pipe bent over 90 degrees. Even so, the mace still didn't lose its strength.

"Wha—?!"

"Kuhehe."

Of course. I threw the steel pipe at the mace. That cheap steel bar obviously couldn't withstand that mace from the start. No matter how dull the end was, it was strictly an artisan's item carefully made in a rank 30 dungeon.

Thwack.

I caught the end of the mace like a rugby ball. It was painfully like my grip was tearing, and it was stronger than expected, hitting my chest a bit hard. The mace's impact penetrating through the robe's defense and the body's hardness enhanced through tattoos made my vision momentarily go white.

"Let, let go!"

But I didn't let go of the mace. The priest grabbed the handle and screamed, rotating the handle as if to scrape off all the skin on my palm. The more he did, the tighter I held the mace. My blood drops that scraped my palms beaded up on the mace.

"Hehehe, I'll never let go. You won't die nicely now."

I lifted my leg with all my strength. The priest's eyes widened in panic, but he couldn't let go of the mace until the end. If he'd let go earlier, he could have avoided my attack and launched a counterattack, but unfortunately, it was too late for that.

"Khuk!"

I kicked the priest's side with a side kick. At the kick accurately aimed at his ribs, the priest vomited blood-mixed saliva and stepped back. I spun the handle of the mace I'd taken from the priest in a circle. I couldn't help but grin.

"Hey. From now on, talk nicely. Otherwise I might really snap and beat you to death."

For the first time in a really long time, I hung the mace on my shoulder and beckoned with my blood-soaked hand. Once, the sensation of beating to death the army Eila led was still alive.

"Where did you get this?"

My voice was excited enough to make even me flinch.

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