After being whisked around the interior of the Barenzelet for a few minutes, we arrived at a spacious conference room.

　A huge table that emitted a devastating glow, no matter what material it was made of. A large number of demons had already been gathered around it. The Orcs and Kobolds who are active on the battlefield as the main fighting force, of course, there are lewdness and dragon-human races mixed in as well.

　It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with your friends. It's the best proof that they recognize Sephiro's strength and that he is superior to them.

　On the other hand, no one has any reaction to me, who entered (or was forced to enter) with him. They all take their seats again, as if they can't see me.

'Everyone's stuff, thank you so much for taking the time out of your busy schedules to come together.

　Cephiro said as he opened the door.

　That thanks, even if it's just a hundredth of a percent, you can direct it at me, right?　They didn't tell us what was going on, and we were suddenly transferred to a new location, no questions asked.

The reason why you are all here is because of the fact that you are all here. I want you to work as a brigade from now on. I've already come up with a name for the brigade. "We have already thought of a name for our brigade, the 'Immortality Brigade'.

　The demon tribe in the conference room was instantly buoyed by these blunt words.

　The demons in this room also belonged to their own brigades, and were looking for opportunities to be promoted if possible. Leaving your old home and joining a new brigade is also proof that you were personally selected by Sephiro. There was no way that the pleasure of being chosen by something higher than themselves would not stimulate their self-esteem.

　Besides, if they were lucky, they could be promoted to brigade commander or troop leader just like this.
　It would be unreasonable for them to get excited.

''And for the prestigious brigade commander, the mistress would like to nominate this man. Ike, the grandson of Ronberg, the Guardian of the Abyss, the highest-ranking rich of the immortal clan and a close ally of mine. Now, say hello.

　Cephiro confidently stretches his massive chest and points at me.

　No, no, no, I haven't agreed to that part yet, okay?　Even though this is the Demon King's Army, you're still free to disagree with your boss' orders. If they're not, they're a black army, not a black company.

　I don't suppose it's possible, but did you decide on the name "The Immortal Brigade" because I'm wearing the robe of the Immortal King?

　Isn't he already fully intent on making me the brigade commander, this guy.

''Cephiro-sama!　Wait a minute!

　And.

　The one who raised her hand amidst the noisy demons was a brown-skinned whore tribe woman.
　She banged on the table with a bang, her eyes sharpened, and said with a snort.

''Hm?　You are, I believe, a member of the Phantom Brigade.

My name is Lilith of the Succubus, leader of the Phantom Brigade Sword and Fisticuffs Unit. I'm afraid to say, Ike, I don't even remember seeing that person on the battlefield. Are you sure of your abilities?

'Hmm, that is not for the mistress to answer. Ike, answer for yourself.

What?

　This is a very sudden and reckless move!
　Really, I wish he could do something about his childishness, at all.

　The whore tribe woman who called herself Lilith is glaring at me sharply. I see that being a troop leader means that you are one step closer to becoming a brigade leader? It's hard to feel good about yourself if you're suddenly kidnapped by a horse bone like me.

　But now I'm in a bind.......I had every intention of refusing, but I've been driven to the point where there's no turning back.

　If I refused the brigade commander's appointment here, Cephiro's position in favor of me would be lost. If this is not done well, it will also be the reason for a crack in the corps itself. I didn't want to take on a position of responsibility as a brigade commander, but I hated it even more when this legion was split apart because of me.

　I had no choice but to say in a dignified voice.

I've just been introduced to you, Ike. Yes, in a manner of speaking, I have inherited the robes of this immortal king. I'm sure that I have a certain level of competence in combat, especially in magic.

'I don't trust you. First of all, I don't remember hearing of your name or your military prowess.

　Lilith gives a piquant and stern opinion.

　The orcs, kobolds, and goblins make a concerted noise in unison, as if in sympathy with it. There's so much hubbub that their accusatory roars can only be perceived as a massive amount of sound.

''We're the demon race!

I'm not going to follow something weaker than myself!

What is on your mind, Mr. Cephiro?

Don't worry about that, put yourself in charge of the brigade!

"I'm supposed to be better than you!

No, I'm the one who deserves to be a brigadier!

'I could be a troop leader, but I don't want to be under that kind of mojo!

What? I am the brigadier!

No, I'll do it!

I will!

　So this is what I've heard in a cursory manner.

　I knew it, but there are very many opposing opinions. I'm a lowly member of the Demon King's army, and I don't have any noticeable military merit or merit. Even if I were to achieve success in battle, the credit belongs to the unit I belong to. No matter how much Cephiro, the corps commander, suggested it, no, that's why the resentment is so loud.

　For a demon race, being recognized by a being above them is an irreplaceable honor.

　You can't bear to have that honor taken away from you by me when I show up out of the blue.

　Even goblins and kobolds are shouting at the top of their lungs that they are the ones to become brigade leaders. It's a bit of chaos.

Quiet!

　A resounding voice pierced the conference room with a bang.

　With a single cry of a crane issued by Cephiro, the room fell silent at once. Even the demons who had been excitedly standing up from their seats were fearfully seated.

''I can understand your opinion. I understand your opinion, but Ike's power is real. If you want, we can set up a table for a duel against those who oppose us.

'Oh no, no, Mr. Cephiro. You don't have to go that far.

　And.

　A shadow approached Cephiro, who was stunned by the hustle and bustle, with a rubbing hand.

　Green skin, pig-like face, fat and ugly body. The figure he often saw on the battlefield was that of an orc. However, it was slightly different from other orcs, slightly smaller in stature, and its smile was as impressive as that of a good-natured old man.

''Ho, you are.''

Yes, sir. Hello. I'm Jiron, leader of the Orc Brigade of the Genetic Brigade, and I'm pleased to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Don't be so gloomy. So?　You say you're against the duel?

No, because you're the one who Cephiro chose personally.　Ike's husband. A few miscellaneous soldiers are no match for him. It's not wise to weaken the Legion by sending people into casualties. Isn't that right?　Ike's husband.

'Oh, uh ... yeah.'

　I was reflexively answering the orc Jiron, who smiled at me with a smile.

　I see. So this guy is not in on me, he's in on Cephelo. I guess the plan is that if Sephiro chooses me to stand up, he will remember me better. It's a smart move for an orc, and a very smart one at that.

　Well, the fact that he was accepted by the troop leader class is probably a big deal. The proof of this is that the Orcs, Kobolds, and other demons, while glaring at Jiron, did not try to speak out against him. True, they're the ones whose pride seems to be walking around in their clothes.

　However, it wasn't as if the dissent was quelled at once.

'Hey Giron, aren't you frustrated too?　If it's us at the commander's level, we could easily be selected as brigade commanders.　And now you're trying to get in on this before you even know what you're up against...

　The one with the sharpest tongue was the succubus Lilith.

You should be a little smarter than that, sister. Ike's husband is personally appointed by Master Sephiro. Isn't it obvious that he's very capable?

Really? Humans and demons alike are deceitful. That magnificent robe was handed down from the Guardian of the Abyss, right?　It has nothing to do with how good he is.

I mean, come on, sister.

''Hmm. If Lilith says so much, do you want me to set up a one-on-one fight with Ike?　If that's the case, you'll know what Ike is capable of. Is that all right with Ike, too?

'What?　Oh, I'm....

That's fine with me, Master Cephiro. In return, if I win, you will hand over the brigade commander's title to me.

　While saying this, Lilith smoothly pulls out the rapier that was inserted into her waist.
　Wait, wait a minute.

　You're so eager to win a duel, but your opponent is the brigade's troop leader class.　If that happens, it's going to be hard to take it easy so I don't die.

　Cephiro asks me if I'm on board or if I have a hidden gem, though he has a relaxed expression on his face.

'I don't feel the need to go to a duel. It's not a good idea to wear out your troops for no reason.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world," said the man from the dragon tribe who had been silent all this time.

　I'm sure he was carrying a large spear on his back, and he must have been calmly watching the course of events with his dragon head. His eyes were sharp as if he was accusing Lilith.

Hmmm, I suppose you're right. There is no benefit to my army by fighting a duel. You are the spearman of the Phantom Brigade, as I recall. That's a pretty astute thing to say.

No, no.

''But Mr. Cephiro!　That doesn't mean we can't acknowledge Ike's track record!

I agree with Lilith on that. We just need you to show us a track record... that's all.

Hmm, you said. Show me a track record.

　With a grin, Cephiro smiles badly again.

　Ah, it's as if he came up with his own idea of a prank, such a smile. He was probably waiting for those words to come out from the beginning.

　With a gleeful shaking of his shoulders, Cephiro tells him.

''I figured you'd say that. The Immortal Brigade has a good first mission for you. I'm sure you'll have no idea what I'm talking about when you see the results.

　With a grin, Cephiro laughs at me.

　I decipher that smile to mean "Come on, let's have some fun, mistress". This is where I get the idea. In the end, this quarrel was all in Cephiro's palm.

　There is no way to get away from it now that it has come this far.

　I let out a small sigh underneath my mask and let out a line that I'm sure Sephiro would have wanted.

''Commander. What exactly is this first mission, what does it entail?