Defensive Battle

Watching the other man's retreating back, the Six-armed Snake Demon felt a surge of delight.

He turned to Viscount Malgarni and put on an ingratiating smile. "Your Excellency, Viscount Malgarni, you've made an extraordinarily wise decision."

He had thought his flattery would please the other man. Instead, it had hit a sore spot.

Viscount Malgarni looked at him impassively and replied coldly, "Sir Figaro, I just sent my most trusted servant to his death, and you call that wise?"

The Six-armed Snake Demon was at a loss for words. He had always been cautious and skilled at reading people, which was how he'd risen from a Telvi-class Demon Soldier to a Hous-class Demon Soldier in just a few short years.

Who could have known he'd end up with such an unpredictable master? He was out of luck.

He wisely chose to stay silent, lowering his head and looking timid to show his submission.

Viscount Malgarni stared at him for a while, then lost interest and turned his gaze toward the battlefield.

At that moment, the Minotaur Demon commander Baka led his twenty-thousand-strong Minotaur Demon legion toward Qiming Mountain, preparing to launch an assault. Another hundred thousand demons were marching with them as cannon fodder.

The drums thundered. The Minotaur Demons roared in unison, then charged wildly up the mountain.

The cannon fodder demons ran at the front. They were called cannon fodder because their main purpose was to draw out and exhaust the enemy's ammunition.

The Minotaur Demon legion followed behind, hoping to cross the artillery's range while the cannons were being reloaded.

This showed that the Minotaur Demon commander, Baka, wasn't a fool.

In fact, aside from being bad at scheming, he was a capable battlefield commander.

Unfortunately, this demon who might have become a noble was about to