The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

261 – Scene 261# Miasma

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“Oh my… Please save me… Miss…”

The effect of releasing ‘anger’ to the surroundings was outstanding. The local people, with their sensitive senses, sensed the ‘anger’ and jumped out of the hole in the mountain, confused. How on earth were so many people hiding? It seems like there are easily over 200 people.

When they faced us, they put their heads on the ground without us telling them to and started begging. Despite their overwhelming numbers, they couldn’t even think of fighting and surrendered to me, Helga, and Blanche. But why does that look somehow unpleasant rather than pitiful?

I adjusted my eye mask and spoke to them.

“First of all… Rest assured, I did not come to take your lives.”

“Well, then… What can we give you? “If you want, I’ll be your slave!”

“… Slave?”

I frowned at the words that suddenly came out.

At my reaction, the local people held their heads and cowered.

“Hehe… ! Oh, are you not human? ? That is… I heard that humans are capturing us and making them slaves…”

“Chokkolok… “Don’t be stupid.”

At that time, the old leadern in front opened his mouth.

“Chief…”

“There is no way a human could give off an aura like that. Cough, cluck…”

The village chief was an elderly Toin woman who looked old. She was not feeling well, her complexion was not good and she was coughing all the time.

However, unlike other indigenous people, I could see that she was trying to look at me somehow.

“Are you the village chief? From the looks of it, you seem to be able to communicate a bit.”

“That’s right. The lady over there…”

“It’s the devil!”

“Demon King?!”

As soon as Vanilla said a word, the Toin people went into an uproar again.

“Heeeee!”

“Please save me!”

“Huh… “I’m scared!”

Everyone, including you, is shaking.

Among them, there are also people who faint.

It’s really varied…

The good news is that the village chief was a little surprised, but not to that extent.

“Somehow he didn’t seem like an ordinary person. Cough, cluck… I never thought it was the Demon Lord…”

“No. “I’m not the devil yet, so don’t make a fuss.”

“If not yet…”

“I intend to conquer this forest soon and become the Demon King. So you guys should help me.”

“Well, I see. Cough… But, as you can see, we lack the will to fight, and even if we wanted to provide food, it was already taken away by other races… It won’t help at all. Cough…”

As the village chief said, the nutritional status of the local people did not look very good. At first glance, his body looked listless, as if he was suffering from starvation.

And to the point where I faint like that just because I heard the word ‘demon lord’…

“So we’re really sorry, but all we can offer you is slavery… ” .”

“Okay. It definitely seems like that.”

Every time they are attacked, their food is taken away, and now they have no other way to survive but to become slaves of other races. There was deep resignation in their eyes.

Only then did I realize the identity of the discomfort I had felt earlier.

That was the look in the eyes of those steeped in humiliation. I was repulsed because it was the look in the eyes of those who had become so servile in resignation and defeat that they had almost no self-esteem.

Especially for Tristan, who is always full of pride, there is nothing more repulsive than the servile Toin people.

But I suddenly became curious.

“Did a knight wearing armor made of ice come here too?”

“Yes… But we’re worried that it won’t help. I just passed by…”

As expected, even Aaron seems to have concluded that the Toin people are useless.

The Toin are harmless demons who live in the demon forest. It eats tree fruits and insects as its staple food, avoids fighting, and has the habit of digging burrows and hiding in the ground. So much so that they are nicknamed mole rats or earth people.

They have been shunned by both humans and demons. It has been ignored by humans because it resembles humans, and by demons, which have superior strength, because it is weak.

Now that friction between races is intensifying, the only fate given to them is to become food for other races or become slaves.

Even if it’s harsh, it can’t be helped. Because the law of the fittest applies whether in reality or in another world.

Even so…

‘Hmm…’

I was lost in thought for a moment.

If we leave it like this, Aaron will soon conquer this forest where demons live. Before that happens, I need to create a force to stop him. If you want to become a demon lord, of course you need a force to support you.

The problem is that at this point when we are trying to choose our first starting race, these kids who are steeped in defeatism appear. These are the native people who all burst out at once with my ‘anger’ and begged for their lives.

No. To be honest, there is a ‘way’ to make the natives useful. However, that method can be used not only on the Toin tribe, but also on stronger races such as the Polar Bear and the Tiger tribe. In other words… Not good cost-effectiveness.

However, the reason it is difficult for me to ignore them is probably because they have suffered all sorts of hardships in the past while possessing the body of the villain Tristan.

In order to survive, I lost weight and learned ancient magic to overcome this cursed body that lacks even a single drop of magic.

If so, isn’t there anything that the Toin people can’t do?

After making up my mind, I opened my mouth.

“From now on, listen carefully to what I say. “The humans in the south regained the castle a few days ago.”

“You mean humans?!”

“Okay.”

The local people were in an uproar. They’re still busy avoiding the demons, but if humans show up, they’ll be cornered.

“What should I do…”

“Wow, it’s a big deal. Quickly get here…”

“Are you planning to run away again?”

“?!”

I took off the eye mask that was covering my face. Then, a sound of gasping was heard among the local people.

I said, looking through the fear on their faces.

“If this continues, your lives will become even more miserable. No… If you become miserable, you may end up being eliminated. Do you guys want to be like that?”

The youngest Vanilla was the first to shake her head.

“Well, of course not…” ” . If we can, we too…”

“We don’t want to run away either. Part of me wants to resist, but we don’t have the strength to do so…”

“That’s interesting. “Are you trying to tell me that you guys have no power?”

The corners of my mouth twisted. I sneering at them with ‘arrogance.’

“And I guess I had the strength to run away.”

“…”

“Look. Even now, the pitiful sight of you kneeling before the three of us without even a single resistance. If things continue like this, the future of you leaderns will be as clear as day.”

The faces of the Toin people darkened at the cold treatment. They are filled with regret as they look back on their lives marred by humiliation and disgrace.

I spoke strongly to them.

“If you want to change that future, serve me, who will become the Demon King, from now on. Then…”

Even if it is the weakest of the demons, it does not mean there is no hope.

“I will personally let the weak know that the weak have their own ways.”

From now on, it’s time to find out if it’s worth putting your hopes on them.

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– Embrace your venom.

-Don’t be servile, be mean.

What I suggested to the local people were these two things.

I wanted to add that you should also have a fighting spirit, but that is not something you can have just by talking about it, so I left it out.

For several days, the Toin tribe followed my orders by carving wood and grinding stones to make weapons. Then, he went out hunting and began to live like a primitive man.

At first, I thought about training them. However, there is no way that results can be seen in just a few days, and immediate livelihood was more urgent for the indigenous people.

That’s why I decided to put weapons and tools in their hands.

Humans used fire and tools and joined forces to create a huge civilization. Its ability far surpasses that of other races. It is not for nothing that humans hold the hegemony of this world.

The Toin people are a Ma people who have already undergone a lot of humanization. We taught them how to survive in this forest by following what humans did in the past.

And the results were surprising even to me.

Day 3.

The leadern people were successful in hunting squirrels and snow rabbits with homemade bows.

Surprisingly, I was embarrassed because there was no hesitation in hunting the snow rabbit, which I thought was a member of the same species.

Later, as she watched them eating roasted rabbit meat, Helga was speechless.

Day 5.

The leadern people joined forces and succeeded in hunting a large reindeer.

The sight of a reindeer being killed by shooting a spear and an arrow was very interesting as it was like watching a reenactment of ancient cavemen hunting mammoths.

Even the weakest demon adapts to the extreme cold and has the mobility to roam throughout the forest.

When the leaderns persistently chased the reindeer and finally succeeded in hunting it, I almost applauded without realizing it. Blanchet, who watched them right next to them, looked happier than anyone else.

Day 7.

Maybe it was the most difficult day. I interrogated the Lycans who attacked Vanilla earlier and found out the location of their food warehouse.

As the quick-moving locals quickly attacked and robbed the food warehouse, angry Lycans attacked in large numbers.

I was worried that they might be scared, but the local people seemed to gain confidence in a short period of time.

They had already anticipated the lycan attack, and as we had told them, they had set up traps throughout the forest and were waiting.

A lycan who fell into a large pit trap and died after being showered with arrows. A lycan who was caught in a trap and crushed to death by a rock. A lycan who charged without knowing what to do and was pierced by the spear of a native tribe ambushed in a hole…

The Toin tribe gradually eliminated the lycans. The sight of the Toin people clearly taking the lives of the guys made me feel a poison that I had never felt before. It would be a repayment for the humiliation and disgrace that had been endured.

I thought Helena Blanche would help me if I had to, but she didn’t seem to need it.

Some might say this is mean.

Because we dug traps and fought mainly through ambushes and surprise attacks. But this is the right way for the weak to fight.

The indigenous people simply dug traps, used weapons, and hunted opponents stronger than themselves, just like humans did in the past.

The result is as you can see.

After only a week of teaching, the Toin people succeeded in defeating a group of Lycans.

And finally, on the night of the 9th day…

I have made up my mind.

It is worth placing high hopes on the Toin people.

Although they still lack the fighting spirit, their cooperation, excellent adaptability, and intelligence enough to set traps and set up ambushes seem to be superior to other races.

However, we cannot be proud of just defeating Lycan. Perhaps this is the limit of the indigenous people.

Even if you are good at digging traps and setting up ambushes, it is not enough to be a match for the Tigers or Polar Bears. In order to deal with a single Tiger warrior, it is worth fighting with a fully armed, human-level, company-level force.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible for today’s Toin people, who are at the level of primitive people who fight well, to target the loser of this forest.

Okay. As for the ‘current’ indigenous people.

After returning to the carriage at the base, I laid down in bed and had a strong thought.

I don’t know if it’s right to do this…

As I closed my eyes in a daze, the back of a girl’s head flickered before my eyes.

I put the girl’s name her in her mouth her her her.

“Lucaella.”

“Hmm?! “What is it?”

The person who looked back in shock was Lucaella, the one sitting on the throne of hell and my arrogant supporter.

“What are you doing all of a sudden? Count.”

“Take it.”

“?”

I threw ‘it’ at Lucaela.

What she caught with one hand was a coin that resembled a black gem.

It was a so-called miracle coin, a special gift from God.

“Huh… ? This is what I gave you. “When you write, use it.”

“Okay. That’s why I came to write it.”

“What?”

I told Lucaela my business.

“I will spend this coin on the local people.”