The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　Wendigo's answer was tinged with hesitation.

　"Okay, soldier. We appreciate your help."

　Theresa thanked him again, and then led the team back to... or rather, to Kazdel, where she had first arrived.

　The city... wasn't as luxurious as she had imagined.

　It wasn't even as good as the towns of Syracuse she had seen for the first time.

　The streets are dirty and chaotic, the houses are dilapidated... No matter how high the city walls are built, or how magnificent the palace of the demon king and the mansions of the nobles are, what use are they if they are all gold and jade on the outside but rotten on the inside?

　Where should we begin?

　Everyone looked at Theresa, waiting for her to speak.

　Theresa was also pondering where to begin.

　Looking around, the city gate was where the Sarkaz population was the largest; if they stood here, all the Sarkaz in the city could see them.

　"You deserters, how dare you return to Kazdel!"

　A roar sounded.

　This also attracted everyone's attention.

　A powerful beast... a Wendigo, a mighty Wendigo appears.

　"The monarch of the Wendigo Royal Court."

　He was also... the general guarding the city.

　The Blood Demon Prince and Theresa recount their story.

　At the same time, both the Blood Demon and the Carrion Eater adopted a vigilant stance.

　Behind the tall Wendigo general emerged numerous royal army soldiers and Wendigo soldiers; the two sides were already on the verge of war the moment they met.

　"If I hadn't been injured, I might have been able to hold my own against him..."

　The Blood Demon Prince looked troubled.

　Although they are all rulers of the royal court, there are differences between them.

　The Bloodlord Highlord could disregard the Wendigo's commands and even despise it, but as a mere Bloodlord Princess, she couldn't defeat it with overwhelming force. Moreover, she was currently injured and had no way of killing it after the conflict began.

　If a battle were to break out... these remnants of their army might be completely slaughtered by the enemy, along with their remaining soldiers.

　"deserter……"

　Some scavengers who had not regained their senses panicked simply because of the word.

　The attitude of deserters in the carrion-eating army is nothing short of the harshest punishment.

　“Theresia… Your Highness…”

　How will their new leaders deal with these deserters...?

　"No. Your Excellency. They are not deserters... They are warriors who gave their lives to protect Kazdel, to protect the homeland of Sarkaz, and to protect the people of Sarkaz. If you are to accuse warriors who fought and survived a war they could not win of deserters, I will challenge you."

　"Theresia!"

　The Blood Demon Prince tried to stop her.

　What a joke! This little girl is no match for this renowned Wendigo general.

　"A challenge?! Fine, you lowly half-blood, that lackey of the gods, today I, on behalf of the Demon King, will execute you! All those who obstruct me are enemies of the Demon King! Kill without mercy."

　Wendigo's roar and arrogant shouts ignored everyone.

　It seems that the deaths of the Blood Demon Lord and the Carrion King, and the defeats in the two wars, had already removed the Blood Demon and Carrion Kings from the list of the Ten Kings in his mind.

　"Theresia, let's go together."

　"Come on, two, three... or more, you stupid, lowly half-breeds, you'll all die!"

　Wendigo's roar echoed throughout Kazdel.

　Everyone heard the shout.

　"...Damn it. A half-blood. What's wrong with being a half-blood! That wretched guy...how dare he curse like that...Sister Theresa! Give him a good beating!"

　The little girl, peering over the city wall, saw everything. She groped around for a moment, then grabbed a stone, wishing she could throw it directly at the Wendigo's head and blow it apart.

　"Exactly! So what if he's mixed-race? Does being pureblood make him superior to us?! Then why did he get beaten so badly!"

　"At least they were willing to go out and fight to the death, unlike them, who have been hiding in the city for so many days! And they even pointed their knives at our own people!"

　"Pah! They're the despicable ones! Man-eating demons! That person must be killing man-eating monsters like them!!!"

　This lowly utterance of a mixed-race person directly enraged most of the Sarkaz.

　Even some of the royal army hesitated.

　They were selected as royal soldiers only because they had similar royal blood, but in essence, they were also Sarkaz mixed-race... They also belonged to the lowly class.

　"Who's talking! You're asking for it!"

　General Wendigo looked around. He didn't know who was speaking, but it didn't matter; he just needed to make an example of someone.

　He hurled the spear in his hand, and the powerful force smashed a large section of the city wall, turning several Sarkaz into minced meat.

　"boom--!"

　The towering Sarkaz swung his greatsword, forcefully blocking the terrifyingly powerful javelin.

　Chapter Ninety-Nine: Kill him!

　"Uncle! Uncle, are you alright?!"

　The little girl was being held by the young Sarkaz and hiding behind him. Seeing that the tall Sarkaz's arms looked like they were about to explode, she immediately asked him anxiously.

　"……fine."

　It was just a casual attack... and even though so much of its power was lost along the way, it still managed to rupture and bleed his tiger's mouth.

　The ruler of the royal court...undoubtedly powerful...

　But two kings of such power, or even more powerful than this, have been killed in a single day.

　That overlord of the gods, whom the Sarkaz have begun to talk about constantly... and whom they now worship as an object of prayer... just how powerful must he be...?

　Such a formidable enemy is outside, and now, the people within their city have already become the targets of the purge...

　Those nobles of the royal court... did not treat them, these ordinary Sarkaz, as their own kind or as human beings at all.

　The tall Sarkaz remained silent, looking at the two sorcerers and swordsmen who were already fighting the Wendigo general.

　He saw everything they did.

　What... drove them to follow that overlord of the gods...?

　They can save the Blood Demon... they're willing to help the Carrion Eaters... what exactly are they planning to do?

　"You've gone too far! How dare you insult our compatriots like that!"

　Theresa manipulated countless threads to bind her sister's limbs, aiding her in her actions.

　"Shut up! You mixed-race bastards! You don't even deserve to be our compatriots!"

　The Wendigo generals have already fallen into

　In a fit of rage.

　He didn't notice or care about the impact of his words.

　Because... this has been the truth for thousands of years. Without the protection of the royal court, those mixed-race bastards would have been wiped out long ago.

　They don't care about being insulted, or even being enslaved or treated as food to increase their strength.

　Anyone who dares to oppose us will be killed!

　Kill them until they dare not fight back, kill them until they submit!

　"Damn bastard!"

　The Blood Demon Prince clenched his fist.

　"Your Highness, let's go help Theresa and the others!"

　The Blood Demon behind him could no longer contain himself.

　Though the Blood Demon Lord is dead, the Blood Royal Court must not be dishonored.

　"Take care of his henchmen first! Try to capture them alive, but if they're too troublesome, kill them!"

　Although they have pledged allegiance to Theresa, they are not exactly vegetarians yet.

　"Let's go too! To aid His Highness!"

　The carrion eaters behind the North Wind Witch raised their weapons and gripped their staffs tightly.

　"Stop them! Eliminate the traitors!"

　Some Wendigo leaders shouted, but...

　Do you really want to go?

　Sarkaz looked at the weapon in his hand and then at the clothes on his body.

　He became a soldier in the royal army... just to kill his own people?

　Although... although I want to get promoted and make money... before that, I need to be alive...

　and……

　The roar of the Wendigo general echoed in his ears.

　If we kill these compatriots today... will it be their turn tomorrow?

　These mixed-race people, in the end, are just mixed-race... In the eyes of these Wendigos, they are not even considered compatriots...

　"Those who surrender, Princess Theresa pardons your sins! You are still Sarkaz's brethren, and we can still remain in Kazdel! We... can have a better tomorrow! Those who oppose Princess Theresa are opposing the future of Sarkaz! We will show no mercy!"

　The Blood Demon's voice echoed across the chaotic arena, mingling with the Wendigo's roar.

　"what to do……"

　He saw a scavenger wielding an iron knife who had already killed several royal soldiers who charged at him. Now... they made eye contact.

　"me……"

　They've already charged over!

　"I surrender! I surrender! I didn't do anything!"

　"..."

　The scavenger rushed past him and headed straight for Wendigo on the other side.

　"...I'm alive?"

　But the next moment, the scavenger was sent flying, and when he turned around, the Wendigo was roaring and charging toward him.

　"..."

　"boom--!"

　"Don't just stand there!"

　A strong arm grabbed him and dragged him out.

　It was a Sarkaz I'd never seen before. But his figure was like a towering mountain, even though he was half the size of that Wendigo.

　"Yes, yes... I'll get out of the way right away!"

　He haphazardly tore off his clothes, grabbed a knife, and ran to safety.

　"..."

　The towering Sarkaz raised his greatsword and struggled with the Wendigo with all his might.

　"Roar—Traitor—"

　"You who wantonly slaughter your own people... are the real traitors to the Sarkaz. What exactly have you been protecting?!"

　Sarkaz roared and flipped the Wendigo over. His heavy, door-like greatsword slammed into the Wendigo, breaking its weapon in the process, but the greatsword only grazed the Wendigo's skull before crashing into the ground.

　"Look around... Have you killed enemies, or your own people who need your protection?"