Altien hid his wife under the bed. The monsters who raided Zabiyaba—whatever thod they used, those brutal hands that turned the guard squad into pulp terrified the Altien family.
"Honey...!"
"You must not make a sound!"
Altien drew his sword. He thought about whether he should behead his wife with his own hands rather than have her violated, then commit suicide, but seeing his wife’s face behind her glasses, looking at him with tears and trust, he couldn’t bring himself to do such a crazy thing.
Bang!
The door opened roughly. Though orcs had barged into other houses too, of all things, a robed orc entered his house. The orc’s body visible outside the robe overflowed with muscle, and his face had glowing red tattoos. His belly just looked fat from the outside.
"What. There were people here too?"
"Y-you bastard! I’m the only one here!"
"Cut the bullshit that won’t fool anyone and co out with your family right now."
"...?"
Altien’s sword wavered montarily. The orc picked his ear irritably.
"Don’t want to waste ti. So I’ll give you three options even Forneus could understand."
The orc raised three fingers.
"One, die and leave the house as a corpse. Two, get your legs snapped and dragged out. Three, just walk out of the house obediently. I’m giving you ten seconds. If you don’t co out in ten seconds, it definitely won’t be the last option."
The orc turned and walked outside. Altien nearly dropped his sword with a dumbfounded face. All kinds of thoughts began spinning complexly in Altien’s head.
Will they really spare us if we just co out obediently? Or will we get stabbed the mont we go outside? Altien swallowed and sent his gaze under the bed.
I’ll go out first and check, so wait.
Altien hesitantly went outside. There, nurous families were already huddled together near the square’s fountain, kneeling. So young n showed signs of being beaten, but there was no violence against those who didn’t resist.
"Alone? No one else inside?"
The mont Altien stepped outside, the robed orc waiting outside pushed Altien aside and entered.
"N-no!!"
Creeeeak.
As soon as the orc entered, he lifted the bed. Underneath were a mother and daughter prostrated flat, trembling with fear while shedding tears.
"Want to crawl out yourselves, or get dragged out by your hair? My arm’s tired. Don’t know when I’ll drop this. Three, two, one—"
Altien’s wife quickly rolled across the floor. Simultaneously, the orc roughly set down the bed. If her judgnt had been even slightly delayed, Altien’s wife might have been crushed to death under the bed.
"Huff, huff."
"Co out."
The orc walked out with big strides without looking back. Altien hurriedly rushed inside and embraced his wife.
"Honey!"
"Th-there are lots of people outside. Let’s just do what they say for now."
"Outside is crawling with orcs! Are you crazy? If sothing happens...."
The couple couldn’t continue their words. But to survive for now, they had no choice but to go outside.
Knock knock. A knocking sound ca from outside. A different orc from before, a handso-looking orc with a big build. Though it was funny to call an orc handso, in human terms, he had outstanding looks.
"Resist and we kill you. Don’t resist and we won’t kill you. We don’t desire aningless slaughter. Most importantly...."
The orc pointed to the people outside.
"We don’t eat human flesh. But we do kill humans who don’t listen."
The orc started folding his fingers. The Altien family hurriedly left the house before the orc finished folding his fingers. The orc was waiting leisurely with only his pinky extended.
"If you’re out, just sit over there. You humans aren’t the only ones right now."
Altien crouched down in the square with his wife. Everyone had confused faces, and Altien spotted his friend Eltien.
"What’s happening?"
"...I don’t know either. But they don’t seem like they’re trying to kill us."
"They’re orcs though?"
"That’s why it’s weird that they’re orcs doing this."
Both were just confused. They hoped soone would tell them the answer, but unfortunately, there was no one to tell them. They could only wait for the robed orc who seed to be the leader to say sothing.
Step, step.
The orcs gathered in one place. The robed orc gave so lengthy explanation to what seed to be officers, and the officer orcs scattered in groups of three to five. The prisoners swallowed hard at the sight of regular orcs surrounding them.
Are they finally going to eat everyone together?
"One, two, three, four...."
The orcs started counting.
The orcs held the power of life and death over them. What could their intention be? Sacrifices for a Demon King’s army ritual? Or kill the n and rape the won?
Amid the prisoners’ rising anxiety, a woman wearing glasses was secretly scribbling sothing on the ground with her hand.
"Honey?"
Ential’s heart sank at his wife’s behavior. His wife was muttering sothing while looking at the robed orc.
It looked just like chanting magic spells, and Ential’s chest dropped.
***
"Total 672 people. 320 n, 352 won. About 200 elderly and children, and about 200 young won as well."
"I just told you to count people, so why did you specifically count young won?"
"I thought you might need to know."
"Good, Eila. Well done."
Though they were all going to be expelled anyway, I was grateful if she’d keep working hard like this. Guards or young n who resisted in the middle ended up as sli dragon food, and excluding them, about 670 beca prisoners.
"Lune, didn’t you see any who looked particularly outstanding?"
"Right. There were none... as good as ri!"
Lune scanned the young won gathered separately with her eyes to check their potential. Since I couldn’t go around finding and pressing erogenous zones to check ranks one by one, I assigned Lune the role of chick sexer.
"Are you sure there really weren’t any?"
"Master, do you not trust ?"
"I trust you as much as your archery skills."
"...I did well today though?"
"Right. That’s praise. You were a hundred percent accurate today, weren’t you?"
Once we left the dungeon, Lune’s sniping skills were first-rate. The guards in the watchtowers were all neutralized, and threatening ones all got wind holes in their heads. The sli dragons deliciously devoured those guys too.
Zabiyaba, the place that would now beco Ras Vegas, didn’t need human corpses.
"Then now we need to drive out all 670 of these."
"Master, are you serious?"
Eila seed quite bothered by my statent about driving them all out. Did she feel sympathy as a fellow human at them being expelled penniless? I loaded a sharp comnt for Eila.
"Eila."
"You’re not using them as slaves?"
"...?"
"I thought that if it were you, Master, you’d kill all the n and make all the won into breeding stock regardless of age."
"I can tell what kind of image you have of inside. Of course, I thought about that, but if they stay here, various troubleso situations will unfold."
The rage and vengeance of those robbed of their hos would be considerable, but at least it was much better than having parasites settled in a lion’s belly. I called Lune and Eila to carefully explain my intentions where the prisoners couldn’t hear.
"They’ll only cause strife if we keep them anyway. Better to kick them all out and bring my subordinates here instead."
"...Master, are you planning to turn this into an orc village?"
"Similar."
The reason I conquered the city as intact as possible, including the fence, was simple.
"Trying to build Ras Village one by one was so frustrating I couldn’t do it."
"So you’re saying you stole a human city?"
"Orcs and humans don’t live that differently. And Eila. This won’t be a city just for orcs. Whether demon, monster, human, or elf, transcending species, this will beco our legion’s capital."
What better way to show the legion’s power than conquering a human city? Though it was an act of pointing a blade directly at the human alliance, even if we lost, we could just runaway to Gremory’s dungeon if necessary.
"It’ll beco a city of pleasure, Ras Vegas."
"I see. I understand your intent well, Master. But all the more reason, don’t we need slaves? Since they’re your children, I think their... sexual desires will be vigorous too."
"Eila. We’ll differentiate ourselves from the regular Demon King’s army in one way."
The existing Demon King’s army killed prisoners and everything indiscriminately, but the Legion of Wrath, unlike the Demon King’s army, had no intention of touching regular civilians.
"Catching a hundred of those kids isn’t worth capturing and violating one lady knight."
"Ugh."
"What use are powerless kids? Maybe if we captured and violated adventurers, lady knights, and mages who point spears and swords at us. Yeah, just like right now!"
I spun around and swung my fist. A sharp ice spear like an awl shattered against my fist. The ice spear had been aid precisely at Lune’s face.
"...Master?"
"Heh, scared of being violated so you acted rashly. Foolish mage. Or just soone who can use a bit of magic?"
Among the 672 prisoners was soone who used magic. I scanned the prisoners with a leisurely face.
"One person took rash action. Heh, because one person did sothing reckless, the remaining 671 are going to die. Ah, magic was shot but I can’t find the mage."
I received a club from Eila.
"Then I have no choice but to kill them one by one. It’s magic, right? Anyone, regardless of age or gender, can use so magic. Right?"
The humans weren’t ignorant enough not to understand my words. In the current situation where everyone would die because of one person, the humans started glaring at each other to figure out who used magic.
"...."
And one person. I saw a woman with glasses who was anxiously following others’ gazes while doing the sa. She alone was following the gazes of those around her, strongly appealing as if she hadn’t done it.
Actually, I hadn’t noticed. But I made eye contact with about three people pointing at her. Though they couldn’t directly reveal who it was, they were reporting with their eyes from different directions that the woman had used magic.
"I know who it is. Confess obediently. If you confess within ten seconds—"
"That damn ten seconds, ten seconds! Shut up! I shot it, so what!"
The woman kicked her seat and stood up. The woman pointed a small staff at from inside her robe.
"Die!"
Lightning burst from the woman’s staff. Lightning that would fry crisply flew around . But it didn’t hurt at all.
"You tried to kill with just that?"
I leaped from my spot and landed in front of the woman. The woman tried to flee, but with other humans around, she couldn’t escape.
WHAM--!
As soon as I landed in front of the woman, I struck the back of her head. Not enough to kill. She mustn’t die. The woman made gagging sounds and spat on the ground, and I grabbed her collar and returned to the fountain.
"Ah, ahem. Cough! Everyone pay attention!"
I climbed on top of the fountain while gripping the mage woman’s collar. The woman struggled to escape from , but Eila swung her sword and knocked away the staff.
"Listen well, you little humans born of Ras."
I needed to make an example of the mage woman whose decisive attack failed. If she’d aid at , I would’ve forgiven her with just a few punches, but I couldn’t forgive her daring to aim to kill Lune.
"I will expel you all. This place has now beco my possession, and you have two choices."
I pointed at the city that wasn’t destroyed at all.
"Either stay here and live under my rule, or leave this city right now. No taking it back. Once you leave, that’s the end. Exactly thirty minutes from now, I’ll open this city’s main gate. Those who will leave the city, get up from this spot thirty minutes from now and leave. I swear on my sperm. Those who leave obediently will be sent off obediently. However."
I hoisted the mage woman high. The orcs in the squad where Lune was squad leader were already grinding their teeth knowing my intent.
"Like this bitch, if you resist or harm our legion, we won’t act gentlemanly either. Returning more than what was done is my principle."
Riiip!
"Kyaaaah!!"
I forcibly tore the mage woman’s clothes. The woman’s skin was fully exposed in the middle of the square. The prisoners turned their heads or closed their eyes, but so prisoners swallowed and watched .
No way he’ll really do it. Those were their eyes.
"Watch carefully. This is what happens when you resist."
I turned my head to look behind Lune. Lune’s squad mbers were already expressing their rage through their lower halves at their squad leader nearly getting hurt.
"This is our legion-style punishnt."
I threw the mage woman to the enraged orcs.
Thirty minutes was enough ti for ten orcs to vent their rage.
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