Right now, the Demon King is fighting on the northern front.

　He is stalling the war in order to send Cephelo to Riisas, and since Cephelo has successfully fulfilled his role and conquered Riisas, there is no need for him to hold the northern front.

　He is the most strategically minded demon king in the history of Japan, or even in the history of the world, so he will be able to stop fighting and return to the battlefield of Lisas without any advice.

　And then the war in the north would be over.
　The League of Lords and the Demon King's Army, it would be a tie between the two sides.

　The League of Lords has lost Eichs and its cause. They will withdraw their troops out of Rosalia to regain their footing without fighting any more futile battles.

　On the other hand, the generals who were heading west, the commanders of the First and Second Legions, still seemed to be glued to the western front.

　There are several reasons for this.

　Firstly, the Western Front was a fierce battle zone from the beginning. The main corps commander of the Demon King's army had been sent in, and he had been looking at a long-term battle from the beginning.

　Also, the commanders of the First and Second Legions, who were dispatched, were also warriors in the Demon King's Army, in other words, warlords, so it was imaginable that they wouldn't back down easily.

　Moreover, the West was a lifeline for the Alliance of Kings.

　If this area fell into the hands of the Demon King's Army, the core countries of the League of Kings, such as the Pharus Kingdom and the Kingdom of Ithmus, would be adjacent to the Demon King's Army's territory. It seems that they are prepared to defend it to the death at all costs.

　When I explained this to him, my incompetent orc chief of staff, Jiron, concluded by saying

''In other words, the two most troublesome warlords in the Demon King's army will be late.

That's what I'm talking about.

Hmmm, that's a pain in the ass.

　Giron let out a breath through his piggy nose.

'What makes you think that?'

　I visited in a teacher-like tone.

'Because you can't convince the most annoying ones. You have to convince the most troublesome ones first.

That's one way to think about it.

Do you have any other ideas?

''You can think of it this way. First of all, I'll have to persuade the two legion leaders who are sympathetic to the Demon King's idea. Then we'll have four corps commanders who will agree to the relocation of the city. Me, Sephiro, Luthrara, the leader of the Fourth Legion, and Uruk of the Fifth Legion.

'Do you mean to say, sir, that you are thinking of wooing Lady Luthrara and the others while Gelmoor and the others are away?

That's what I thought.

Huh?

　Giron let out a big breath.

'What's the matter Giron, sighing and all?'

'Well no, I'm a bit emotional about my husband becoming a politician too,'

Okay, I see.

　Surely my way of thinking is that of a politician itself.
　I form a majority in the organization while the demons are gone.
　What I was doing was just like a wise-cracking politician.
　However, if you ask me, what is wrong with politicians being wise?
　Politics is, after all, about protecting the people and not starving them.

If it was for the Demon King's army, if it was for the people's sake, I was willing to take any stigma that came my way.

''For now, I'm going to be in charge of the transition. The other demons will hate me anyway. Whether I fail or succeed, that is. If they're going to hate me anyway, I want to succeed in relocating the capital and make them hate me.

　When I assured him that, I once again offered Jiron my help.
　Jiron sighed, but he didn't look unhappy.
　On the contrary, he replied enthusiastically, "I am the most incompetent of the 8th Corps, but I am the best of the 8th Corps.

I'm the most incompetent of the 8th Legion, but I'm the most loyal of the 8th Legion. I will travel to the depths of hell if my husband orders me to do so.

That's encouraging. But we're demons. Isn't hell a blessing in disguise for us?

　I laugh at that, jokingly.
　Giron laughs at that, too.

'Indeed it is. Then I'll travel to heaven, mister.'

It would be nice to hear that.

　Giron is an incompetent chief of staff, as he has declared himself to be.
　However, he has become an indispensable asset to this Eighth Legion.

　Sometimes it's easy to forget when looking at Lilith the Succubus or Anemone the Elf, but the Demon King's Army is a fine army.

　Sometimes the atmosphere can be bleak and bleak.
　Sometimes their lives are in danger.
　Sometimes we see our friends die.
　But there are times when the dark and gloomy atmosphere is transformed by the presence of one of these orcs.

　Sometimes all it takes is a cheerful smile or a joke from Giron to blow away the heavy atmosphere and bring back memories of everyday life.

　In that sense, this little guy might be the most useful person under my command.

　A demon like Lilith who has both military prowess and magical power, an elf like Anemone who has both sword skills and spirit power, if you look for them, there may be people with abilities like theirs, but there aren't many people like the orc in front of you.

　It's hard to replace the remainder, and I think the orc Jiron is such a chief strategist.

　Often, with a straight face to Cephiro and the other legion leaders.
Why don't you have a better chief of staff on your side?
　 I've been teased about it, but I tell them every time, "There aren't many chiefs as useful as that guy from Giron.

"There aren't many chiefs who are as useful as that guy from Giron.

　--those words are not false, but I have never told him directly.

　I don't think I'll ever tell him, but regardless, I'm certain that this orc's chief of staff is an indispensable man in the Eighth Legion.

　I lightly stroke Jiron's head.

　It's an orc man's head. It feels like a pig's head. It wasn't a pleasant touch, but the warmth was palpable.

　Jiron looks up at me with a curious face.

'What's wrong with you?　Husband?

I don't see why not.

　I said this and gave Jiron an order.

"Jiron," he said, "I'll be heading to Arsenum with the other legion leaders. In the meantime, I leave you in command of the Eighth Army Corps here in Reezus.

'What?　Are you sure you want me to handle this?

　Giron asked as a matter of course, but I replied.

'It's because of you that I'm leaving you in charge. You can rest assured that Günter-dono and Anemone will stay behind. If any trouble arises, they will take care of it. You just need to treat the wounded soldiers and organize the reports from the territory. That means it's business as usual.

　I didn't look for any of Jiron's talents as a military strategist or his prowess as a demon race.
　However, I greatly admired his administrative skills and his ability to faithfully carry out orders.

　Giron is often ridiculed as useless, but in an era of peace, people like him would be more valuable.

　It's a turbulent time, and a person as bold and decisive as the king is needed, but if this continent is unified by the king, I would like to appoint a person like Jiron as my successor and retire comfortably.

　Paradoxically, I wanted to create an era of peace as soon as possible, where even a kind-hearted orc like Jiron could rule the territory.