Poor Hogg: What's the Point of Ruling over a Bunch of Cripples and Bastards? Bonus Chapter 2025

Chapter 453: Poor Hogg: What's the Point of Ruling over a Bunch of Cripples and Bastards? — Bonus Chapter 2025

(A bonus chapter for "Who Else Is Fighting Me for It," 5/5)

"Lord Ripping Flesh, we've lost six outposts along our outer defenses over the past few days. The vampires pushing in from the west are attacking fiercely, and they've even received support from the Plantagenet Kingdom's army!

We've lost quite a few of our liches, and this is only what the Transians have done along one front. According to the information Hogg sent back, they've deployed troops along all three fronts.

They're getting ready to make their move!"

In the Warplague Town sorcerer's tower, a gloomy Warplague sorcerer was reporting on the situation at the front to Lord Ripping Flesh. Beneath its shadowy hood, the furry face of the glum gnoll was written all over with irritation.

It looked at Ripping Flesh, who was working at the alchemy bench with the characteristically "slow-motion" movements of an old man, preparing some kind of alchemical solution without saying a word about the developing situation. It said:

"We should take action and answer the Transians' outrageous invasion with a fierce counterattack, instead of passively taking hits like we are now. This spineless behavior is a disgrace to us gnolls!"

"We're gnolls. We have no face to lose. That's something humans have, and humans are our enemies. I admire how quickly you learn, my servant. But why can't you learn anything good from humans?"

Amid the clinking of bottles and jars, Ripping Flesh continued its alchemical work without hurry.

It seemed to pay no heed at all to its subordinate's concerns and discontent.

It picked up a test tube filled with purple liquid and held it before its eyes. Its eyesight was poor,