âIâm sure theyâll take care of it.â
The Black Orcs werenât toddlers, so there was no reason for Han-Yeol to interfere and take care of every little thing.
Chrrr!
âHuh?â
The center of Emperor Qinâs army split apart to the left and right, and a carriage pulled by eight horses adorned with fancy patterns and decorations, moved forward.
[Itâs you, the one who is said to be the strongest warrior of the Eastern Yi, Lee Han-Yeol.]
âOh, youâre quite polite, seeing that youâre using telepathy to talk to me since we donât speak the same language.â
[What are you talking about? This isn't telepathy. It is a technique called sound transfer. As expected, you people of the Eastern Yi are so uncivilized that you donât even know this simple technique.]
âEh, think what you will.â
Han-Yeol realized what he had forgotten for a moment.
âHeâs not just a boomer, but a real old fashioned boomer.â
Normally, people would say âback in my day,â but he has been the emperor of this land for thousands of years, so Han-Yeol didnât even want to imagine how much worse he would be.
[Iâll admit, you must be pretty strong since youâve annihilated the Demon Kingâs army, but youâre nothing compared to me. Iâm a merciful lord, and I order you to surrender. We will slaughter all the insolent barbarians and show them my great will, then we will achieve great peace. You shall gladly join me in this glorious task!]
Ting!
[He is an entity that has been brought back to life by the power of a wicked thought from the past. Heâs not the real Emperor Qin, but he is a lord with enough power to control the real Emperor Qinâs memories and rule over dimensions. He proposes that you surrender, do you accept?] (Y/N)
- If you surrender to Emperor Qin and take control of the world of his dreams, there are two possible outcomes.
- Chance of being killed after you are deemed useless (50%)
- Chance of becoming the lord of a vast territory (50%)
âHa.â
Han-Yeol sighed heavily at the message that popped up in front of him, but it wasnât for any particular reason.
âYouâre calling this a quest? What a joke. Of course itâs a NO.â
âObviously my answer is no.â
[How dare you!]
As soon as Han-Yeol refused, one of the generals scoring the emperor right next to him shouted angrily, âWho the hell are you, you little prick? Know your place and stay out of this.â
[What did you say!]
Thump!
The terracotta general became enraged at Han-Yeolâs mild provocation and stomped on the floor of the chariot, jumped into the air, and quickly charged at Han-Yeol, swinging his sword.
âYouâre done for!â
Until the general's sword was about to touch him, Han-Yeol didnât do anything and only stared blankly. He didnât react at all, and at first glance, it seemed as if he couldnât counteract the generalâs attack.
âHeâs really nothing! Huh?â
Boom! Shaaa.
Before the terracotta general could even finish his thought, he felt something rushing toward him, but the moment he felt it, his body had already exploded and turned into dust.
âChrr. Hmm, these guys donât bleed, so killing them isnât as fun.â
Han-Yeolâs monster pet, Tia, killed the terracotta general in one blow.
âIf I make a joke about offsprings here, Tia will probably slap me, right?â
She had merely gathered mana in her hand and with a single swing, she had reduced the terracotta general into dust. Tia licked her dusty fingers and frowned, not satisfied with the fact that she had killed her opponent but tasted nothing but dust and not blood.
Twitch.
Emperor Qinâs eyebrows twitched.
âThat girl has quite a bit of mana.â
Up until this point, it was just a fleeting impression, but after taking a closer look at Tia, Emperor Qin had a slight change of heart.
âHmm, she is quite beautiful. Although she doesnât seem to be human, her beauty and strength would make a good empress.â
Although he had been reborn as a dimension threatening monster, his memories were entirely Emperor Qinâs. It wasn't because he was a monster that he was a threat to the world, but it was because his ambition to conquer the world was Emperor Qinâs.
Thousands of years after his death, his ambition for immortality and world domination remained in his thoughts, and a monster resurrected him through a dimensional force. So when he saw Tia, he fell in love with her beauty and had the very human idea of making her his empress.
[Your beauty is comparable to that of a Daji. How would you feel about being my companion, and standing next to me, a great emperor, instead of an average man like him?]
Emperor Qin shamelessly proposed to Tia. The foolish act of proposing to an enemy was not a problematic gesture in Emperor Qinâs perspective since he was an emperor and he believed that everything in the world belonged to him.
Twitch!
However, that was only what Emperor Qin thought. As for Tia, she was very offended to be proposed to by a mere clay puppet.
âMaster, can I kill him?â
Shhh.
Just like in battle, a blue shell started to cover Tiaâs body, indicating that Tia was incredibly angry, even though the battle hadn't started yet.
[Hmm, thatâs too bad. But I still need to have you, so I guess thereâs no choice but to take you by force.]
Grrr!
âMaster, can I please kill him?â
âAhaha. Iâll ask for your help if it becomes too difficult for me.â
âYou have to, okay?â
âDonât worry. If I get tired, youâll have to help me even if you donât want to.â
âHmph!â
Tia wanted to fight the emperor, but she had to hold back.
In the early days of her awakening, she was just as strong as Han-Yeol. However, now that he had grown much stronger, he definitely had the upper hand. However, Emperor Qin was stronger than Han-Yeol in terms of mere strength, so he was too strong of an opponent for Tia.
He couldnât just leave him to Tia like he had with the Vampire Lord, but because she was so angry, she could help Han-Yeol later on.
âHey, Emperor, why donât you stop talking and start fighting properly?â
[Ahahahaha! How arrogant of you. Youâre the only one who dares to speak to me in such an arrogant way. That being said, if I kill you, there will be no one left to stop me. Okay then! I will punish you myself. Armyyyyy!]
Thud!
The act of shouting âarmyâ in a lengthy manner was more than just words. As a resurrected emperor who had turned into a monster, he had many special abilities. His words strengthened the morale of the terracotta warriors.
[Charge!]
[Ahhhhh!]
Thump, thump, thump!
The enormous army of terracotta warriors, numbering at least a million, shouted in unison and marched forward toward Han-Yeolâs army.
âWow, that's a cool ability.â
As a skill collector, Han-Yeol was naturally intrigued by Emperor Qinâs ability.
[Han-Yeol-nim, in that case, quickly activate Copy Eyes!]
âOkay, Copy Eyes!â
Zing!
Whenever Han-Yeol was in battle, he would activate his Demon Eyes no matter the situation. Patterns formed in his red pupils and he started to closely observe Emperor Qin.
Ting!
[A trace of the ability to manipulate sound has been discovered.]
[With effort, you will be able to acquire the skill to manipulate sound.]
âOh, nice.â
Han-Yeol smiled as the message heâd been expecting actually appeared. He then did what he had to do.
âCharge.â
Although Han-Yeolâs words didnât contain a special power like Emperor Qinâs, he still had a skill that bore the title of âking.â
In terms of force, he wasnât lacking in the slightest compared to Emperor Qin. With a wave of his hand, he lifted the Black Orcsâ spirits.
âThe great lord has given his order. Everyone march forward!â
âMarch forward!â
âChhhh!â
The Black Orcs moved forward in unison.
The sight of seventy thousand orcs running unison would normally be a formidable force, but in the face of a million soldiers in Emperor Qinâs army, they looked unusually weak.
âStewart, Iâll leave you to take charge.â
âAlright.â
The Black Orc Lord was definitely present, but it was nothing more than a charging leader who merely shouted and ran to fight at the front. They didnât know anything about the complex aspects of commanding one another, and needed a clever leader to guide them properly.
A clever leader didnât necessarily mean they were a master at military strategy and tactics and could expertly issue all kinds of difficult commands.
âThereâs no way the stupid orcs could possibly understand such complicated orders.â
Stewartâs ability to make blunt assessments was both cold and accurate.
A wise commander had to know the ability of their men and how to command them accordingly.
In this regard, Stewartâs tendency to look down on the Black Orcs was perfect.
In the first place, he had no expectations of the orcs, so he commanded them by giving them very easy and simple orders, or by not giving them orders at all, and getting them to do what he wanted.
âThereâs nothing more foolish than trying to make stupid beings understand something.â
He had gained this knowledge from years of warfare as a demon lord, leading countless demons.
âCome forth, Shurarmors.â
Goong! Shaaa!
It had been a long time since Stewart had used his basic summoning skill, Golem Summoning.
However, the Shurarmors he summoned this time were a little different than the ones he had summoned in the dungeon. The ones he had summoned in the dungeon were smaller to fit the narrow space, but this time, the golems were four meters tall and three meters wide at the shoulders.
Thump! Thump!
Ten thousand of those golems joined, making the battle even more intense.
***
[Indeed, youâre one hell of a barbarian to be able to compete with my troops to this extent. What a shame. Do you really have no intention of becoming my general? I love competent men.]
â...â
Ten minutes had passed since the intense battle began, and it looked like everything would be destroyed. Nonetheless, Emperor Qin and Han-Yeol were merely facing each other a hundred meters off the ground.
Emperor Qin looked down and praised the strength of the Black Orc army, even though they were his enemies.
Twitch.
âThis old fashioned guy is really starting to piss me off.â
In fact, Han-Yeol was driven to the brink of insanity because of something else.
âTsk, can we just fight already? I need a palace to vent my frustration.â
[Huh, tsk, tsk. Why are you in such a rush? Thereâs a time for everything, and a leader must know how to wait for the right time. A wise leader must be able to see the forest for the trees, and they must spend ten years preparing for one victory. Youâre skilled, but you still have a lot to learn.]
Twitch!
Han-Yeol was a master of psychological warfare, but he couldn't bring himself to continue this horrific conversation any longer.
âIf you wonât attack, I will!â