My name is Chloe Theon. I share the same name as the Great Creator (Master), the Dark Elf.

　From the moment we were created in this world, we understood our destiny.

　My destiny - to follow the Great Creator, Theon, and defeat my enemies. This is the meaning and purpose of my life.

　Lord Theon, the Creator, is so great that my ignorant vocabulary cannot express it. His figure fascinates all races, and his wisdom-filled thoughts are reminiscent of future prediction.

　Even now, the sensation of having my fangs stuck up against the Creator, the taste of the Creator's life [blood cup], stimulates my five senses.

　Hahaha..........Master.......my great Creator.......hahahaha....to the Almighty. And then I gave my all, Your Majesty.

Oh, my God, Chloe is tripping.
It happens all the time. Let it go.
'I wish Chloe would learn to weigh herself a little more, but it can't be helped, can it?

　The goblin who sighs is Blue-Zion, a servant of Lord Zion, just like me. He is a fool who does not know his place. Sometimes he doesn't have enough loyalty to Master Zion to speak profanity. If it weren't for Lord Zion's restrictions, I would have killed him first. He is a fool who doesn't understand that the strength he has in his hands is thanks to the items that Master Zion has given him.

　The Kobold with a pompous attitude is Silver-Sion, Master Zion's subordinate Silver-Sion. This guy, unlike Blue, has absolute loyalty to Lord Zion. He is also skillful in handling the shield and is a dependable presence. The fact that Zion-sama has given me the most items is annoying, but I haven't forgotten my gratitude to Zion-sama, so I'll forgive him.

　The lycanthrope who repeats his feeble remarks is Zion-sama's subordinate Hope = Zion. This guy is a small fry. He has a sword that was given to him by Master Zion, but his handling is poor and he can't be expected to be a force to be reckoned with. It's a good idea if you're outdoors at night, but it's strength is too limited. What I don't like more than anything else is that I've been ordered by Zion-sama to raise them as a priority.

　The four of us who had received the order from Lord Zion, our four subordinates, the four under each of us combined, formed a clique of eight people, leaving Lord Zion's area of control to work.


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　Tenth day from the start of activity outside the realm of control. (i.e. 70 days after Theon became the Demon King)

　Recently, I've been seeing more and more hostile forces other than humanity outside of the dominant territory - the demon king's relatives other than Zion-sama.

''It smells........''
　Silver, who has an excellent sense of smell, senses the approach of the enemy.

"I'll check it out.
　Irritatingly, the dexterous Blue looks through the item given to him by Zion-sama - a telescope - and sees the enemy.

''What do you think?''
　I prompt Blue on the situation.

　We have been given a strict order by Lord Zion. The content of that order is - don't die. It is a beneficent order, full of mercy. To be concerned about not only my lowly life, but also the life of a lowly goblin, Lord Zion was a compassionate creator.

　Master Theon's favor is absolute. I'm ready to throw myself away for Lord Zion at any time, but if Lord Zion tells me not to die, I can never die. We must survive, even if it means risking our shame.

　In other words, we must check on the enemy and if there is any danger, we must retreat.

''You're kindred. There are ten of them.

　Blue's kin. In other words, a goblin. I may be a lowly minnow, but I can't be too careful.

"What's your equipment?

That's a lower rank than the rest of us.
　Blue replies.

'Do you think you're going to win?'
　Silver interrupts the conversation.

'There's plenty of room,'

　Hearing Blue's words, we move into a fighting stance.

　Then.

　-- "All of you, stay in the shadows.

　The Creator's favor is sent down to our brains.

　The Creator is always checking on us.

　I suppressed my excitement and obeyed his grace.

　-- "Goblin Archer and Dark Elf Prepare the Bow

　The Creator grants a favor to me and my men in blue.

　--Chloe, prepare the offensive magic.

　Ha!　I hang my head to the Creator, who I can't see.

　--''After a surprise attack at long range, Silver will appear and draw the enemy's attention to you.

　Grateful for the order, Silver looks up to the heavens and puts his hand to his chest.

　-- 'If the enemy rushes in, Blue, pinpoint them with Kobold Fighters. Once it's safe to do so, Hope and Lycanthrope will also join the fight.'

　A favor has been given.

　I pour my magic into the descended staff - the staff of fire - on a ruined house. Next to me, my followers, a dark elf and a goblin archer, a blue follower of mine, are pulling the strings of their gifted bows.

　Ten dumb goblins have advanced into range.

　-- "Fireball

　The mass of flames released from the flaming wand causes a massive blaze at the center of the ten goblins.

Who is that...?
"'Gee!　Guy!　Guy!

　A single goblin, made of iron and equipped with an axe and breastplate. As the goblins of his subordinates are dismayed by the fact that they can understand his language, the goblins around him begin to make a commotion.

　Bow and arrows rain down on the boisterous goblins, and together with the goblins caught in the flames, three goblins fall to the ground.

'My name is Silver-Sion!　I'm going to be a mess.

　-- 'Silver!　Don't reveal yourself!

On!

　Silver, who came forward on his own, was reprimanded by Lord Sion and shouted pathetically.

　The surviving goblins rush to Silver, whose ears and tail are hanging down.

''It's now!
Baw Baw!

　Blue and Kobold Fighters jumped out of the house where they were hiding and intercepted the goblins as they rushed toward Silver.

　I continually cast my own magic, and the goblins continue to reduce their numbers by one, then another.

　When the number of goblins was down to three, Hope and her followers joined the battle.

　In less than three minutes, the ten goblins were wiped out.

　We learn how to fight from time to time from grateful orders.

　Silver, who is not very smart, often makes the same mistakes, but we continue to grow. Next time, we will fight the same way even without a favor.

　And having defeated the enemy, we had a job to do.

　--stripping.

　Blue gleefully scavenges the corpse of the speechless goblin.

'I wish you'd hold off on the fire magic. If it burns, it's useless.

　Blue looks down resentfully at the charred remains of the goblin.

'The Master's orders are absolute.

　I used magic at the behest of my master. I have no right to complain to a lowly goblin.

I'm sure you're right. 　Even this kind of disposable treatment of our own kind has food... and the ole' guys...
Blue!　You're being too disrespectful!

　I rebuke Blue who still complains. If it weren't for Lord Zion's grace I would have taken care of it.

''You've given us an array of equipment that's far beyond the reach of such food!

　Even the axe that Blue holds is a gem created by Sion-sama with dozens of times the effort to create Blue the goblin.

''I know that, but I usually have to get food--''
Blue. You're running out of words.

　I as well as Silver reprimanded Blue. Blue, perhaps noticing the bad flag color, keeps his mouth shut and quietly strips away.

　After finishing the stripping, we continue our activities in search of the enemy again - albeit slightly, in order to deliver your power to the Creator, Lord Zion!


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　Eighteen days after they began to operate outside of the dominion realm. (i.e., the day after the canon surrendered to Zion)

　I have received a favor from Lord Zion.

　--'Investigate the types of monsters that inhabit the surrounding controlled territory.

　An investigation of the surrounding dominion area. What is the meaning of this beneficent mission--.

　I suppressed my throbbing chest and set out to investigate the surrounding dominion realm.

　In order to fulfill Master Sion's High Path!