Barenzere, the stronghold of the 7th Legion Commander Cephiro, is in the area controlled by the Demon King's Army, and the main force of the 7th Legion is staying there.

　It is also used as a temporary residence for brigade commanders who do not have a territory, and since they come to report to the legion leader, Sephiro, they often run into other brigade commanders.

　I try to avoid staying in this castle as much as possible.

　Basically, the demon tribe is notoriously picky about hierarchical relationships, or rather, they only judge you based on whether you are above or below them.

　They judge their opponents only on the basis of their abilities and achievements.

　Lately, I've been making remarkable achievements, but my skills are sometimes underestimated.

　The reason for this is that I've been able to capture cities without killing too many enemy soldiers, and I haven't been promoted to brigade commander for a short time.

　Therefore, if you run into a brigade commander who has a strong arm, but low intelligence, it was inevitable that you would end up in a dispute.

　That's why I wanted to get to the transition room and go back to my domain as soon as possible, but I'm unlucky because it's only at times like this that I run into someone I don't want to meet.

　In the corridor leading to the Transition Room, I ran into Bayo, the werewolf brigade commander.

　He's the most contentious of the 7th Legion's brigade leaders.
　I gave way to Bayo at the end of the corridor so as not to get in trouble.
　But when Bayo deliberately changed his behavior, he bumped me on the shoulder.
　And then he would make accusations like a trifecta.

'Hey, that hurts, why are you bumping your shoulder against a stranger?

　No, I've been stationary.
　You have a really straightforward personality.
　Normally I would apologize honestly, but today things were different.
　We should probably buy a fight here.

　The Commander also said.

''Humility may be a virtue to humans, but to the demon race, it's the opposite, it's an object of contempt. At some point, it might become a weakness.''

　And--.

　Besides, it might be a chance to expose the traitor.
　'It's not bad to act like a demon tribe once in a while,' I decided to tell Bayo.

'I would have given way and stood still. You're the one who ran into me.

　I guess Bayo didn't expect me to argue with him.

'What?!'

　He turned his whole body upside down.

'You are the one who owes me an apology. I've got your filthy hair all over my precious robe.

　Good grief, he brushed his hair away.
　Bayo snorted even more when he heard those words.

''You say that this silver hair of mine is dirty. You immortal (undead) style!''

　Okay, it's all planned.
　If I piss him off this much, Bayo will do exactly what I imagined he would do.

　In fact, when he points at me.
I challenge you to a duel!
　I declared.

　I smiled in my mind.
　Dueling between demon clans takes place every so often.

　It's not surprising that even human nobles do this all the time, but unlike humans, there is no style to dueling with the demon race.

　There is no such thing as the moment they throw their gloves at each other like the human nobles and start, or the moment they cross their swords over each other as a signal.

　It was the style of the demon tribe to start without any warning.

　The werewolf (werewolf), Bayo, was


Whoa!


　I'm going to scream and scream so loudly that it vibrates all the way up to my spine.

　If you are an ordinary human being, that's enough to make you buckle and fall down.

　The werewolf's roar is filled with magical power.
　I might just faint.

　But fortunately, I was not an 'ordinary' person.
　I've lived with the demon race since I was a child, and I have a powerful magic power in my body.

　It's not a problem for me to scare you to such a degree.

　I put magic power into the Ouroboros staff that my grandfather gave me.　　

　This man is supposedly a brigade leader.
　There's no need to go easy on him.
　But he doesn't need to be killed either.

　Although he's a quick fighter, I haven't lost my mind enough to kill my friends just because I didn't like them.

　I shoot the Fireball magic at Bayo.　　

　The werewolf's movements are quick.

　Normally, they would be able to avoid the "fireball" without a hitch.
　But my fireball magic is different.
　The fireball that I just fired is a specially customized and original one.

　It's a magic that I learned from the Commander, and instead of reducing its power, its speed was enhanced to that extent.

　The fireball that flew at the speed of an arrow made Bayo look astonished.

''d*mn, you're using such petty magic.　

　He was probably planning to avoid it at first, but he changed his policy and decided to take it head on.

　Beyo stilled, then caught the fireball with both hands and squeezed it, "They'll crush such a young man's magic from the front.

''--Ho.''

　I can't help but be impressed.

　I didn't think he could do such a feat, even though his power is down.

　That's what the brigade commander is all about.
　He shouldn't be underestimated after all.

　However, it seems that Bayo has devoted all his energy to crushing the "fireball" in his grip.

　I didn't miss the opportunity.
　I gave the staff some magic power and swung it at Bayo's head.

　If an ordinary human received that blow, their skulls would shatter and they would not escape death, but as expected of a werewolf brigade leader who is considered to be a high ranking member of the demon race, "Gaaa! He screamed, "I'm sorry," but he still seemed to be conscious.

Okay, let's get this over with.

　If it were a normal demon race, I would think so, but after all, I'm human, and once the match is decided, I'm hesitant to commit any further atrocities.

　That's probably the weakness of me, as the Commander says.

The actuality of this is that it is not yet over.

　As I thought, Bayo stood up with his sweetness.

　As expected, his feet are wobbly and his prized silver hair is stained with blood, but he still has plenty of motivation.

Why are demons so competitive?

　He let out a breath in his mind and began chanting the spell.
　This time I will use a powerful spell to deflect his fighting power.
　It was planned, but they didn't finish chanting that spell.
　That's because a certain someone had interrupted the two of us.

　In an instant, she stepped in between me and Bayo.

That's it for both of us!

　He thrust out both hands and bound Bayo with the magic of 《Cursed (Binding)》.

　There are not many people who have the magic power to instantly bind a Brigadier class competitor who was on the verge of battle.

　The two bosses, Cephiro, scolded me with an unusually serious expression.

''A duel between demons is not off-limits. But as expected, it would be unbearable if it was done in the corridor of a mistress' residence.

　And besides," he continues.

''The winner of this match has already been determined. Beyo, were you too dumb to know the strength of your opponent, demon race?　I thought I had chosen her to be the brigade leader because she is the strongest and most intelligent among lowly werewolves, but did she have a knot in her stomach?

　Hearing those words, Bayo finally seemed to have regained his reasoning.

''I'm.......sorry.''

　And then he hung his head.

　That mad dog-like bayou was as good as a tame dog in front of this person.
　That says a lot about this man, Cephiro's ability.

　Cephiro saw that Bayo was convinced.

Well, it's a good thing you're not afraid to speak up. So Ike wins this game, right?

　I say.

　Bayo was quick to
Yes.
　And I'm convinced.

　Satisfied with the solution, Cephiro

Strength is everything in the world of demons. Don't leave any hard feelings behind.

　He said, and began to cast a recovery spell on Bayo.

　Bayo's body glowed pale and white, and his wounds were quickly closing up.

　Except for the fact that it was stained with blood, it could be said to be back to normal.

　Once Bayo's wounds were completely healed.
Sorry, Commander, I'm sorry.
　And then he bows his head.

　Cephiro, too.

Hmm, that's enough. You have your own work to do. Go back to your post and do what you were told.

　And I forgive him.

　Bayo also tries to follow the order, but the moment he passes me, he bows his head lightly.

　Apparently, he's come to recognize my abilities as well.

　Just.
It won't be like this the next time!
　But he also left a discarded line, "I don't know.

　Well, he's an easy character to understand in a way.

I'll take you back as many times as I can.

　I returned as I did the templated return and saw Bayo off as he returned.

　As soon as Bayo entered the transition, I asked the leader of the group, Sephiro, "Well, Commander, did you get any information from Bayo's guy?

''Well, Commander, have you gotten any information from that Bayo guy?

　Hearing those words, Cephiro
'Huh?　What are you talking about?
　I pretended to be in love with him.

'A normal Commander would just say that you're rusty from your body and tell you to spit on it. But this time, you've cast a recovery spell. And I was very careful. Normally you would think there is some sort of secret to it,

Well, they're on to something. You are Romberg's grandson.

　When she said that, she revealed the seed.

''You know the only way to cast the 《Memory Deciphering》 spell is to aim for the moment when the other person is completely distracted.

Yes, if it has no magic power, there's no need to go through such a hassle, but even if it were, the opponent is a demon race.

'That's what I meant. As long as you accept the recovery spell, I'll let you off the hook completely.

''........You are a wicked person. Could it be that you called us out for the possibility of me and him running into each other?

Haha. I don't know about that.

　Cephiro neither affirmed nor denied, but let out his usual laugh, "Kakka.

''So did you get any useful information from his memory?''

Hmm, you've given us some very useful information.

You don't think he's a traitor?

No, he's a wild, single-minded man who despises that sort of thing. I don't think he deserves to be considered innocent.

Oh, I see. Well, he's like that. He doesn't seem to have anything to do with trickery.

But I have an idea of who induced him to 'betray' you. He didn't even know it was an invitation to betray him himself, but it seems there was a brigadier who tried to bring him into the fold.

Oh, the Lord Commander, indeed.

　I paid my compliments and asked his name, but the Commander shook his head.

'No, I've got a good idea, but I'm not sure yet. It would be premature to mention the man's name lightly.

　I need solid proof, Cephiro concluded.

　Then he glanced over at me.

　In other words, he's telling me to go get that proof.
　As I've said before, for demons, the orders of their superiors are absolute.

　Besides, this time it's a matter of my brigade, or rather the size of my army.
　I didn't need to be ordered, I was going to find the traitor.