Nogs listened to what the human spellcaster had to say. No matter how sincere his tone was, to Nogs, it sounded like an insult.
It was not only an insult to him, but to the Demon Realm soldiers who had fought on the front lines all this time, and to those who had died gloriously on this battlefield!
"Are you trying to persuade us to surrender?" Nogs clenched the spear in his hand, which burned with Sin Flame. "You invaders who started this war first!"
Nogs nearly hurled the spear at the spellcaster, piercing straight through his heart.
But in the next second, the spellcaster dropped directly to his knees, even pressing his forehead against the snow.
That sight left Nogs stunned for a moment.
In Nogs's impression, humans had always held themselves high above others, invading their homeland in the name of justice. Even captured humans would angrily call them evil demons.
But in Nogs's eyes, those people were the truly evil ones. Whenever a human called Nogs evil, he felt not only anger, but also an indescribable sense of disgust.
Nogs had assumed that this human was also trying to stop their invasion in the name of justice, but this utterly humble gesture caught him off guard.
That kneeling posture looked exactly like begging for mercy.
"Great Ruler of the Legion, I know this request is extremely rude, but please hear the truth about this battlefield..."
His voice remained sincere, yet there was not the slightest hint of cowardice or pleading in it. Instead, it was filled with a strange sense of resolve.
"I don't want to hear any more human lies."
Nogs tightened his grip on the spear again and was about to deal with the human when a notification sound suddenly rang in his ear.
Nogs's