They're coming.




　There is a man with eyes that are buoyed by heat and dancing maniacally.

　He was the supreme head of a secret organization that believed in the people of the Demon World.




　Finally, he had succeeded in opening the 'Demon Door'.

　Whenever the great black whirlpool moved in front of him, deformities, or people of the demon world, would appear.




　First, a demon tribe with pale skin, red eyes, and sharp horns sprouting from their foreheads emerged.

　Then there was the ogre, a higher species of demon race.




　They have a body larger than a troll's, purple skin, and ominous blue eyes.

　They didn't pounce on the humans in front of them, and they formed a one-line formation.







''That means we have a leader!




　It was the longest wish of the head chef to have an encounter with a higher being leading the people of the demon world.

　Although the people of the demon world are superior to human soldiers in terms of their individual abilities, they can be defeated by their numbers and coordination.




　In order to stop them, even the people of the demon world need to build an army.




　The black vortex creaked loudly and the one who came out was a large man with four black wings and two red horns.




''I am Figaro, the legion leader. Are you the one who made our entrance, human?




　He glares at the headmaster with red eyes and speaks a fluent human language.




"Yes, Master Figaro. It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Creek.




　Chieftain Creek could not speak until the end.

　For Figaro reached for his face and killed him.




'Why did you kill him, Legionnaire?'




Shouldn't we keep him alive as our shimobe?




　The men asked Figaro, still speaking in fluent human language, "How can we atone for our crime of waiting for so long with our success?




A single success is not going to atone for all the sins that have kept us waiting.




　Figaro replied ruthlessly.




'And isn't that the best our legions can do to come out of it? This is not the extent of our true success.



"As you wish.




　As his men cowered, Figaro gave the order.




"You are to snatch the humans from the vicinity. "You are to kidnap the humans from close quarters and enlarge the magical portal. At this rate, not even the general can get through.




Ha!



　His men scattered at once, leaving only Figaro and a hundred or so warriors under his command.




'If we can get our generals and marshals in here, we can send these abominable earthly creatures to hell.




　Figaro is convinced of that.

　He was unaware of the information that one of the Marshals had been defeated by Baru.



　It was only known by Gephardt's old men, the forces that had absorbed them, and some of those who valued information.

　From their point of view, Figaro and his subordinates were information gatherers that they were not willing to lose.



　Unaware of this, Figaro interpreted himself as being the spearhead of an honorable ground invasion.

　He was wrong in his perception, but it was convenient where the magical portal opened.




　It was the central continent, which was separated from the Empire by a great ocean.

　If it was the Empire that was on alert, it would have been immediately detected and sent for the eight divine lights.




　The oddly shaped armies that invaded each place would create an a-hazardous hell in the blink of an eye.

　Aside from ordinary humans, a warrior with some degree of knowledge is not enough to bridge the gap between the races.




　They are dedicated to the door of the demon world by piling up a lot of ground and corpses.




''That's not good.''




　Figaro murmured.




'Can I help you?'




You should have kept the person who opened the door alive and let them help with the hauling.




　Figaro regretted his temper a bit.

　The blood-spilling efficiency of his men, who were so hard at work, had been reduced by the act of dedicating blood to the Demon Door.




''The humans are so numerous that they can handle simple tasks.




　I should have killed him after the Demon Door became larger and the General appeared.

　I realized that, but it was too late.




　No matter what kind of Demon Realm people you are, you can't use resurrection of the dead.




''I'm sure the second group will appear in time.




　A subordinate makes that statement.

　It's the spearhead with the risk in mind to advance as soon as the Demon Door opens, and the second spearhead will appear after some time.




''If that happens, won't they take a percentage of the credit?




　When Figaro twisted his face in displeasure, his subordinate straightened his back and rushed to apologize.




'I am sorry. I have been so stupid.'




　Figaro glared, but did not kill him.

　Just after realizing that he didn't have enough men, he hesitated, as expected.




'Yup. Get as much credit as possible before the next spearhead appears.




　In this case, the credit was meant to be "how many ground creatures did you kill".