Paradigm Parasite

Chapter 154: "Manufacturing"

I - Abdullah - was looking down into the forest from the terrace in the castle.

...We're going to win.

That was the only thought that welled up in my heart.

It feels like a long time ...... has passed.

The family members may have been worried about us, but that man is no longer family or anything, he is just an enemy.

Then we must destroy him.

If we win this battle, we can avenge Hironori-sama's death, and even get rid of the traitor.

Excellent.

Our Lord, Lord Roe, may be a strange man, but his power is real.

If that power is on our side, it was not a mistake to surrender.

But there is also a concern.

The Grigori, the people who control the elves mentioned by Lord Roe.

He said that Rikhard might be being manipulated.

I heard that they met in the village, but as far as we couldn't talk to each other, I couldn't judge whether he was sane or not...

I shake my head inwardly.

What about it. That doesn't move the fact that he betrayed me.

If he is really being manipulated, it would make sense to finish him off, bring him back to his senses and have him go to Hironori-sama as soon as possible to apologise.

I was given an overview of this battle.

The main axis of the battle will be those deformed soldiers, supported by light warriors of the first and second ranks.

Orcs and trolls are working - engineers? They are said to work as.

At the moment, it is said that Lord Roe is doing something in the basement, but we don't know what is going on down there as we have been strictly told that no one is allowed to go in.

But there is no doubt that there are things going on that are better left unseen.

The chiefs of the three races - orcs, trolls and goblins - have been asked to give up their dying comrades.

We were probably the most numerous.

The wounded are swept away.

Those who were unusable were crushed and made into meat, and those who were due to be sent underground.

Orcs and trolls, the old and the diseased, seemed to have been sent underground.

Occasionally, bound humans were also thrown in, but the question of what they were used for was resolved after a few days.

One after another, deformed beasts emerged from the underground.

Starting with a familiar beast-headed deformity, then a beast that ran around the battlefield, a winged beast that ruled the skies.

And then, after that, ...... those... terrifying monsters appeared.

To be honest, even I, who thought I had dived through many battlefields, would cower when I was stared at by them.

It was so intimidating that I was convinced that I could win if they were there.

Perhaps those who went down to the basement were used as materials by the deformities.

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I can't imagine how they make them, but it doesn't matter.

I am painfully aware that I am now under the command of something very terrible, but I shake it off.

I would agree to sign a contract with any monster if it would destroy the elves.

That's what I swore to myself when I first saw Lord Roe.

For that reason, I'll give up my people and my men as much as I can.

Those people are just consumables that will multiply on their own if left unchecked.

The only family I have is Hironori-sama and his dependents, and I don't care how many others die.

If I could tear the traitor and the enemy to pieces, I would give up even my own body.

I am aware that I have already begun to go mad with such thoughts in my head, but I have no intention of stopping.

Seeing those people, I myself have made up my mind.

I'm just going to keep going.

After making all the arrangements, I - Fatima - let out a somewhat tired breath and sat down in my office chair.

The place is my office in the Oratorium mansion.

I wanted to stay at Schudras Castle, where Mr Rothfeldt is, but I couldn't give instructions from there, so I came back here in tears.

I check the balance of payments for food, materials for armour, taxes, etc., and manage the fields.

I've been busy with the management of the fields, but I also have to look after the Liard.

If this is the case, I wish I had at least kept my sister instead of getting rid of her.

According to the report, the production of the Shrigaras has increased and the new species has been unveiled.

I would have liked to have seen them too.

According to the report, there are three types: one made from goblins, one made from orcs and trolls, and the last one created from scratch.

After this, they are going to destroy the elven villages, but if possible, if there are any that can be used, I'd like them to be sent here.

There is a shortage of people who can read, write and calculate, so I'd like to replenish them... but let's not ask them to do so.

...for now, though.

When this matter is settled, shall I beg for it?

I can see the troubled face of that person.

Fufu.

It's not good to annoy the person you love, but it's okay if I pamper you a little, isn't it?

When I close my eyes, Rothfeld-sama nods at me with a shining smile.

Just thinking of such a loved one gives me a rush of energy and work ethic.

Only good things have happened since that man came back!

We have already conquered the Tierdras, and we have the irreplaceable advantage of mining resources and a powerful force of labour called the subhumans, especially the Congamatoes, who can move through the air.

This will further develop the Oratorium.

And the most wonderful thing is that those depressing winged insects are gone.

I was fed up with his brazenness in taking advantage of my weakness and sitting next to me, but he finally broke the spell of the insect and came back to me on his own.

If you went all the way back to the Oratory, it means you wanted to see me, didn't you?

I understand.

I also understand that you are thinking of leaving again once everything is settled.

However!

This case has also proved that you will definitely come back here.

Then it is the wife's mission to send off her beloved Gentleman with a good feeling!

So for now, let's honestly rejoice in this situation where we are able to move towards the same goal.

I did so for a little while, closing my eyes as if to chew.

But...

Suddenly, I reconsider.

How about making your life as comfortable as possible here and making you not want to go?

There is a lot of preparation to do before you leave.

Let's give it a go in the meantime. There is time.

I nod my head broadly at the thought.

So much to do.

For the time being, we will switch our thoughts.

Either we will be ready first, or the elves will come out aiming for Mr. Rothfeldt, but either way there will be time to spare.

We must do what we can in the limited time we have...

As soon as I finished my break, I set to work.

"...ugh."

Body movements are slow.

Did I spit out too much?

I stop working and start eating the meal prepared for me.

Do I take a break?

For the time being, I have finished manufacturing the new species and the modified subhuman species.

The rest is this guy in front of me. ......

The trump card in front of me, which is in the process of being manufactured, is repeating rough breathing.

Is it hard to reproduce it perfectly?

After all, size and capability need to be compromised to some extent.

Fatima seems to think that there is a grace period, but I thought I couldn't take that long.

That angel's obsession with me is extraordinary.

It would be the High Elves who would come directly to me, but it was obvious that they would be rushed into action.

At first they'll probably scour the forest, but it won't be long before they come this way.

Then it suddenly occurred to me.

Maybe they thought we'd run into a Dark Elf settlement?

If so, are Etienne and his team in danger?

Is the warning not in time for ......?

Well, if things have been taken care of and they are safe, let's go and see what's going on.

Currently, there are two possible situations.

Either they will attack or they won't.

In the former case, my location will have been discovered at an early stage, and my fighting style will be more like an interceptor.

I don't want to welcome it too much because I would like to attack if possible, but it would be good for me to see if Grigori can wield power outside the village.

If they can't, we'll lure them to Shudras and kill them all.

If possible, I'd like to take the memories out of the High Elves... especially the druids.

I want to know the details of their evolution. I want to get rid of the body, because it seems dangerous to leave it behind.

I don't need the ordinary elves ...... well, I don't need them.

They would be steeped in Grigori's teachings even if we wanted to capture them, and if we really want to capture them, we'll have to strike a root....

It's a hassle, considering the effort involved. In the meantime, let's say we need to consult with others.

If unnecessary, we can kill them and feed them to those who like meat.

On the other hand, if they don't attack us, we will be there with our forces complete, so we can attack them with all our might.

...... However, once the mass of meat in front of me is complete, it's done.

The people who made it can also show their full performance, and personally, this development is the most desirable.

In the meantime, to buy time, the Goribelingei were told to take care of the elves when they saw them, and then returned them to their nests.

Well, if they come through the swamps to the east, they will be late to notice, but it is unlikely that they will.

We've been holed up here for about a month and a half now.

It's a little late to tell this, but the sense of date in this world is unique: there is a concept of the year, but no concept of the month.

The year is counted in days of the year, not days of the month, and a year is 360 days.

The seasons are divided into four seasons, with 90 days separating them.

In case you're wondering, today is the 312th day of the 410th year of the Kingdom's history.

According to the people who brought food and supplies, it's snowing outside.

I'll go and have a look when this work is done.

At this pace, it will be done before the new year, and we're almost there.

When I recover, I'll try to continue.

"Can you hear me, Mr Roe? I would like to take a moment of your time..."

Suddenly, Abdullah's voice echoes from a nearby magic stone for communication.

As a rule, this place is off-limits, so if someone wants to talk to me, they are supposed to talk to me at this magic stone.

...What is it?

It's unusual for them to contact me from the other side.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

When I say so, there is a slight pause...

"I have something I'd like to ask you."

...I'm a bit tied up at the moment.

If it's something troublesome, I'd like you to do it later.

Well, let's just hear what it is first.

"What is it?"

"It's..."

I frowned a little when I heard that.

There's more work to do, isn't there?