Build a Human Empire by Creating Clans

“It is not over!”

Ughdash stamped his foot.

Then, several orcs attacked from the surrounding crowd.

【Lv. 59]

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【Lv. 53]

A senior warrior of the tribe by level.

They ran from four different directions.

A familiar move that has been done many times before.

Calliope swung her sword around her body.

Took, degur—

And the necks of the escorts rolled on the floor.

“end?”

Calliope asked again.

“…”

There were no Ughdash words.

The guy was just leaning his upper body to make a run.

But it was over before I could even move my foot.

The man had a look of despair in his eyes.

‘A fool.’

How can you consume a high-ranking warrior like this?

It was a trip that did not deviate from expectations.

‘It would have been different if he had targeted me during the melee.’

If that was the case, there were few people in the family who could stop it.

My life would have been in danger too.

But I knew Ughdash wouldn’t.

However, it could have been a variable with a very low probability.

The reason I proposed a duel was to prepare for such a variable.

‘No matter how many times you repeat it, you’re always the same.’

He raised his eyebrows and laughed.

Like I said, it’s because I’ve been dealing with it.

Because it was obvious how the fight would come.

It was no different than reading an answer sheet and solving problems.

Poop…

Griff narrowed his eyes and suppressed a laugh.

“Look at that little pig, how scared he is.”

“Shut up monkey!”

At Ugdash’s roar, Griff burst into laughter.

“A monkey is better than a pig!”

“Quaaagh!”

Ughdash charged again.

Movement sucked more than before.

A speed my moving vision couldn’t keep up with.

The image of Ughdash appeared as if the video had been cut off.

But what is clear is that the attack does not work at all.

It was the guy who was attacking, but the defending Calliope was moving ahead of him.

Like knowing the future beyond reading movement.

When Calliope lowered her sword to the bottom, Ughdash struck it.

“Looks like you’re training.”

“hmm.”

“I think I was just a brawler or something before. What do you think when you see that, Commander?”

“Correct me.”

When Grif asked, Gerhard snorted.

“Heo-eok… heck…”

A workshop that lasted for a long time… It was a kind of exercise.

Ughdash gasped and distanced himself.

Had there ever been a time like this in his life?

Have you ever experienced the humiliation of being overwhelmed by someone?

“end?”

Calliope, who uttered the same words a third time, was calm.

Not even a single drop of sweat broke out on her.

No breath, no complexion, all of that, as if nothing had happened.

A moment of despair crossed Ughdash’s face.

“——!”

I struggled to raise my will and rushed at it, but Calliope didn’t accept it differently from before and swung the sword.

Awesome!

“Heuk!”

Ughdash’s arm was cut off.

Even though his face twisted in pain, he did not back down.

I grabbed the fallen ax with my other hand and dug into Calliope.

Then, this time, he slashed his calf ligaments.

“Kuk…!”

dump-

The ligaments in her leg were severed, and she couldn’t do anything with her will.

I tried to stand up, then sat down several times, and finally knelt down.

Calliope put the knife to the creature’s forehead.

“stop.”

I got off my horse and stood in front of him, spitting out long smoke.

“Do you want to live?”

“…”

The eyes looking up at me trembled.

“Do you want to live? Ughdash.”

“I want to live.”

He took a half step with his right foot.

Dirt and worn shoes.

“Pray. like a pig.”

Ughdash shook his shoulders like an aspen.

He looked down at his shoes and then at me again.

Red eyes were wet with humiliation.

“Don’t you want to live?”

But the trouble didn’t last long.

With my free hand, I leaned over the blood-soaked dirt floor.

He set his forehead against my instep.

“Calliope.”

And Calliope beheaded Ughdash.

why?

The head that fell to the floor made an expression.

He was still alive with the tenacious vitality of an Orc.

I knelt down and whispered in a voice only he could hear.

“Why do I forgive you?”

It’s funny that I thought I could be forgiven.

How many people did he eat, commit, and kill?

I wonder if the Orcs and Goblins that are here now have risen from the ground.

You know I don’t know that Pinto was born from the people he passed over.

“I will exterminate your filthy race from this world.”

“…!”

Ughdash’s eyes widened.

But that was all.

The life that remained in his eyes faded.

The decapitated head opened its eyes and mouth to express its astonishment.

‘Now one is over.’

It feels like a burden has been lifted off my shoulders.

You might feel that Ugdash wasn’t a big deal because he was made fun of by Calliope, but originally, he wasn’t such an easy opponent.

At the beginning of the main story, his level was Raeragon or higher.

The power is also the king of the orcs, to the extent that even the dwarves feel threatened.

It was so easily dealt with because it happened when the guy who would be like that was just about to stretch.

‘Other guys don’t have this kind of opportunity.’

Laeragon, Gotava, Vlad…

The tribes met in the representative system have come to an end of growth.

Among them, Laeragon was only unable to heal his injuries.

In terms of power, it was already a ruling family with a sense of place.

It was on a different level from Ugdash, who had occupied the plains for at most ten years.

Opponents who couldn’t even dream of what to do with the size of their power or their personal strength, with their subordinates at the level of the detached unit.

‘This is the beginning.’

I got up.

The battle only stopped for a moment, but it was not over.

A group of steel fog watching the duel between Calliope and Ugdash.

Those thousands of people were still alive and breathing, watching me.

– Do you want to continue?

The people of the family who ask for the continuation of the battle with their thoughts.

I shook my head and ordered to wait.

There is no boss, but there are too many of them.

If they scatter and run away, how can I catch them?

‘I have to kill every single one.’

The answer to this has already been learned through experience.

I lifted Ughdash’s head and showed it to the group.

“Ughdash is dead.”

Startled, the trembling group took a step back.

“Your leader was weak and a coward, so even my own people could not win and were defeated and begged for an insignificant life.”

threw his head

His head, still dripping with blood, rolled on the dry, cracked floor.

“I don’t need cowards.”

The gaze that had been looking down at Ughdash’s head returned to me.

“I want someone who is strong and courageous. If you fit it, I will be your master and give you what Ughdash failed to give you.”

“…what is that, human?”

The orc with the highest level among the surviving group asked.

“I will give you a human.”

The guy blinked his eyes.

Looking back to ask if I heard it wrong.

I repeated my answer.

“I’ll let you hunt the humans that Ugdash couldn’t give you.”

Interest, longing and disbelief were on the faces of the crowd.

Among them, distrust did not remain for long.

The greed imprinted on their instincts, the inferiority of the humans I’ve encountered so far, made me believe even the nonsense that I would hunt my own people.

“…”

The Ironmist tribe, having lost their leader, bowed their heads in fear and anticipation of my might and the reward I promised, and submitted to me.

‘If I said that a dwarf sells a dwarf, no one will believe it, but if a human says that he sells a human, I accept it.’

Just like when a good man predicts murder, they take it as a joke, but when a murderer predicts murder, they take it seriously.

Because there are too many precedents.

Because the human history of this world began by selling people.

‘I don’t need that kind of history.’

I climbed into the saddle and raised my hand.

“Go south. There is a human you want there.”

It’s not a lie.

There must be an army Pinto is gathering.

The army must have been made up of humans.

It’s just that it’s made up of non-humans.

‘As promised, I’ll let you hunt humans.’

Instead, both of your families will perish on the spot.

co-destruction

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The northern tip of Wallachia.

A river on the border between the Orocco Great Plain and Wallochia.

Countless flags were lined up in the garrison built in front of the river.

The flags waved in the wind with different patterns.

Anyone who knew the history of the northern nobility would be surprised to see this scene.

All the nobles of the north, no, all but one noble had their patterns here.

“Is there any news from Doreen?”

Pinto asked in the largest barracks among the garrison.

As he spoke while chewing on the apple, the juice splashed out of his mouth.

The dozen high-ranking nobles seated in front of Pinto cursed inwardly as they watched the juice splashing on the table.

‘A lowly bastard…’

Of course, outwardly he smiled.

“You seem to be still hesitating.”

Pinto crunched the apple and frowned.

“Because there is no younger brother like an older brother. This is why I ended the relationship.”

Sejak heard the news that Gehard, the human who controlled Count Jeremy Doreen, was away.

There must be no interrupters, I told them to participate in the subjugation immediately, but there was no contact after hearing the news that they were gathering troops.

‘Are you saying you’ll stick to the winning side when the outcome is certain?’

“Idiot,” he muttered.

‘You’re thinking that I could lose from weighing things here and there. They see me as a very cowardly bastard.’

When I thought about it, I got really annoyed.

“If Doreen doesn’t get to Olymus on time, I’ll judge him as one with Olymus.”

“Ohh?”

In other words, the Countess of Dorin was also going to be attacked.

The lords forgot their displeasure and expressed their expectations.

In a battle where victory is confirmed, the number of opponents to fight increases?

Wouldn’t that increase the reward?

‘Earl Doreen is also stupid.’

‘Even if I arrive on time, I’ll be glad if the territory is not confiscated.’

Who will take over the Earldom of Doreen?

Seeing the nobles licking their lips, Pinto stood up.

“Let’s start off soon.”

Pinto led the nobles out of the barracks.

In front of the barracks, the soldiers who were about to go to battle were forming a formation.

He grinned as he mounted his horse and looked down at the soldiers.

‘Even an Orc would be satisfied with this.’

When Ugdash asked how many soldiers he could mobilize, Pinto replied that he could mobilize 10,000 men.

The figure included peasant conscription.

However, the number of soldiers with formations in front of them was close to 20,000.

Also, the vast majority of them were not conscripts, but even mercenaries.

‘I never thought the civil war would finally end. It’s good luck.’

Several years of civil war in central Wallachia came to an end.

Because it was such a big civil war, countless mercenaries were released on the market.

Of course, if there is a lot of supply in the market, the ransom will be cheap.

Northern lords were able to hire many mercenaries at a low price.

‘How good is it that they even compete with each other?’

When it became possible to hire mercenaries at a cheaper price than expected, competition between lords even increased, and many recruited mercenaries by robbing their property.

No, I was lucky if I got rid of it.

There was also a lord who borrowed money from Pinto.

If he monopolized the gold mines of the Great Plains, he would be able to overcome the conquest and reign as the king of the North. On the other hand, he knew what he would be treated if he didn’t get it, so he risked his life and death.

This is the reason why the number of troops that was expected to be 10,000 became 20,000.

‘Muppets. Do you really think I’ll sign a contract while looking at your performance?’

The mocking laughter inside him tried to come out of his mouth, so he covered his mouth.

No matter how many achievements the lords built, it was Pinto’s discretion as to whom to trade with.

repulsion? It was enough to say that Ughdash had decided.

Even if you are a noble body, you are only a monkey in front of a different race.

Pinto knew this well, so the nobility was not the same.

‘It would be okay to receive the territory at this time.’

After this subjugation, there will be no lord with perfect finances.

It would be difficult to resist even if he received the title and land in exchange for usury.

‘I can’t just cling to an orc forever.’

Pinto knew better than anyone the fragility of his foundation.

Being a commoner by birth, the only thing he had was a belly called Ugdash.

Even that, if there was a better trading partner than Pinto, he was a bastard who would shake his hands without hesitation.

‘Every time I ask for it, I raise the price, so there is less and less left over. It’s just that I don’t play king openly, don’t they admit that I’m better than them?’

Even in the barracks, he sat in the seat of honor in front of nobles with high noses and made noise.

I remembered that no one objected back then.

‘It’s funny. That I, who is ignored as a lowly blood, sells my own people better than anyone else, and is treated better than a noble blood.’

And Pinto thought it was really funny that noble bloods were scrambling to buy their own people.

‘Olymus’ kid… Resist desperately. The best reward you can give is to make it easy for me to become a lord by draining the power of the nobles as much as possible.’

He suppressed his anger by thinking of his son, Sandro, whom he still had no news of.

I felt sick and angry when I thought of the cost of raising Sandro as an heir.

Ki–

Pinto looked up at the sky.

A kite was gliding over the garrison.

A black kite flying alone on a day when the winter hasn’t gone away?

When I looked at it with a question mark floating above my head, I could feel their gaze.

It felt like a kite was looking down at him.

“Why?”

The lord standing next to him asked Pinto.

“it’s nothing.”

He comforted himself, saying that the cold day made him think of something different.

An army of 20,000 was crossing the river.

Who can beat that bunch

“It’s frustrating.”

“Well, you have one leg.”

At the grumbling of the lords, Pinto shrugged.

There was only one bridge over the river, so the crossing was slow.

Never before had such a large group crossed a river, as many as 20,000 people had to pass through a cramped wooden bridge decades old.

It was only after the lords, who couldn’t stand the slow and creaking sight, built a raft to cross it, that it picked up speed.

‘Crossed during today.’

Tsutsu, clicking his tongue, when even Pinto crossed the bridge,