I have been sent by the Great One!
I declare death unto you!
The Great One has mobilized an army to destroy you!
Nonetheless, time has been granted unto you
to allow you to mount a desperate, albeit futile, resistance!
Eight days from this day...
at that time, you shall be the second offering of death
from among the Lizardmen tribes of this lake!
The second?
Offer your desperate resistance,
so that the Great One may sneeringly take delight!
By no means forget! Eight days!
You remember the clouds that covered the heavens, right?
That was likely fourth-tier magic,
"Control Cloud".
Fourth-tier?
Only a powerful magic caster could use something of that scope.
Even I can only use as high as second-tier.
We should evacuate as soon as possible.
Are you saying we should abandon our home without even trying to fight?
That thing said we had eight days.
We still have time,
so I believe we should wait and see what the enemy does.
Hmm...
If the choice is between running and fighting, I choose the latter.
Zaryusu, a traveler such as yourself may not speak.
You should be grateful we're even allowing you in here—
We are allowing anyone with any learning to participate right now.
It would be wrong not to listen to the opinions of travelers, as well.
Chief, you cannot give him special treatment just because he is your blood.
Not listening to the words of the knowledgeable is the act of a fool.
No warrior would turn away the opinion of he who possesses Frost Pain.
Hmm... So, what makes you say that?
It is the only way.
Can we win?
Of course we can!
No.
As things now stand, our chances of winning are slim.
What are you talking about?
Our foe must be aware of our forces,
which is why he has taken the tone that he has.
If so, we need to throw his reckoning off.
You all remember the war we fought earlier, right?
Of course.
There is no way we could forget it.
There were once seven tribes living in this marsh.
There was our tribe, the Green Claw.
The skilled hunters of the Small Fang.
The tribe with the best defensive capabilities, the Razor Tail.
The war-loving Dragon Tusk.
The moderate Yellow Speckle.
The Sharp Edge, who were proficient with sword skills.
With many members possessing priestly abilities, the Red Eye.
It was several years ago that we had an extended shortage of food,
and all of our tribes began competing with each other.
Until finally, it turned into an all-out war among the three tribes
consisting of ourselves, the Small Fang, and the Razor Tail
against the two tribes of the Yellow Speckle and the Sharp Edge.
As a result, the three of us secured victory,
and the two losing tribes were absorbed into the Dragon Tusk,
who remained out of the fighting.
What about it?
That thing said that this village would be second.
Doesn't that mean that he intends to destroy us and the other tribes in order?
You want us to join forces with the other tribes before he attacks,
and engage him all together?
Our one-time allies, the Small Fang and the Razor Tail,
will probably form an alliance with us again.
Let there be no mistake.
What I'm suggesting entails all of the tribes.
Chief, I propose that we form an alliance
with the Dragon Tusk and the Red Eye, as well!
Impossible!
The Dragon Tusk contains the survivors of the two losing tribes from the last war.
There can be no alliance with us.
We have no interaction with the Red Eye, either.
Won't this be difficult?
A five-tribe union...
All right.
Who will be the envoy to those two tribes?
I will go.
You, a traveler?
That's right.
If they are unwilling to listen to me because I'm a traveler,
then they aren't worth allying with.
Hmm...
You'll take the chief's seal.
My gratitude.
Brother...
Rororo!
I've always thought that you should have been the one to become chief.
The reason I was able to learn how to farm fish
is because you allowed me to be a traveler, Brother.
Why would you say such a thing now?
You could have done that even if you'd stayed in the village.
It's bright men like you who should shoulder the weight of the village.
Brother...
So, is this really all you're after?
What do you mean? What are you trying to say?
The fact that the skirmishing between our tribes had diminished,
as well as that our numbers had increased,
proved to be among the causes of the past war.
Brother, I think that's all you'd better say.
I knew it.
There's no other way if we're going to avoid repeating that last war.
In that case, what will you do if the other tribe refuses an alliance?
If that happens, we'll eliminate them... first.
You're saying you would kill our fellow kinsmen?
Brother...
I do understand you.
It's the survival of the tribe.
What happens if the man at its head doesn't consider that?
Rororo!
Let's head out.
So tell me, Brother, what will the count be?
Ten from the warrior class, 12 hunters, 3 priests,
70 males, 100 females, and some of the children, I would say.
Understood.
If it comes to it, I'll use those numbers as a bargaining tool.
Hmm, he's sure gotten big, huh?
He was a lot smaller when I found him.
That's hard to believe.
When you brought him back to the village,
he was already pretty big.
Be sure to come back safely.
Don't do anything crazy.
Of course not.
I will see this through to perfection and come home.
Just sit tight, Brother!
It has been far too long, Assistant Butler.
Oh, it has been a long time, Lord Demiurge.
Is Lord Ainz around?
No, he said he would be at the human village for several days.
Lady Albedo is inside, however.
I see. By the way, Eclair,
it's unusual for an assistant butler such as yourself to come all the way here.
Lord Sebas is not around right now,
so I must work twice as hard to make up the difference.
As such, I just finished making some specific arrangements with Lady Albedo.
I guess you're right. Now that he is gone,
Nazarick's ninth floor is in your capable hands.
Absolutely.
I must work hard for the time when I rule the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
Right you are, keep at it.
Your creator, Lady Ankoro Mocchi Mochi,
did design you that way.
So, what is the first thing you're going to do toward that end?
Hmph, cleaning.
There is no one in Nazarick who can clean more carefully than I can!
After I've cleaned the restroom, you can lick the bowl!
Outstanding!
I am Zaryusu Shasha of the Green Claw tribe!
I would like to speak to the Red Eye tribal chief!
Zaryusu Shasha of the Green Claw tribe,
the one who holds the tribe together will see you.
Hmm? Not the chief?
In here.
The one who holds the tribe together wishes to speak with you one-on-one.
Ho...
I am Zaryusu Shasha of the Green Claw tribe!
I will now enter the room.
Please.
Thank you for coming.
Even the bearer of Frost Pain, one of the Four Great Treasures,
appears to find my body bizarre-looking.
Er, um, is something the matter?
Oh, I mean... That was... Please excuse me.
N-Not at all. I am the acting chief of the Red Eye tribe,
Crusch Lulu.
Now, may I ask the reason for your visit here today?
Marry me.
M-Marry you?
Th-That was not my purpose in coming here!
I am well aware that ordinarily I should settle that matter first
before saying such a thing,
but I cannot be untrue to my own feelings!
Uh-huh...
Ah! Oh, I'm sorry! Feel free to give me your answer at a later date!
Should I not be surprised that you are unafraid of my white body?
From time to time among the Red Eye, an albino such as myself is born.
They grow to exhibit an aptitude for some talent...
in my case, that would be priestly powers.
For that reason, they end up having authority second only to the chief.
As white as the snow blanketing yonder mountains.
Huh...?!
It's a pretty color.
Wh-What are you saying?
Wh-Why would you do that without any warning?!
It's love at first sight.
Plus, we might be killed in this battle,
and I wouldn't want to regret what might have been.
The bearer of that sword, Frost Pain, is prepared to die?
Did you see the monster that delivered the message?
Yes.
That thing produced screams that rattled the mind,
and could neutralize just about any attack by non-enchanted weapons.
When I encountered it before, I had no choice but to flee.
We druids can temporarily imbue swords with magic.
Can you ward against mental attacks?
Most priests can bolster one's resistance.
However, when it comes to protecting the mind from confusion,
I'm the only one in our tribe who can do so.
What number did it say the Red Eye tribe was?
It said we were the fourth.
I see. So, what are you planning to do?
I'm going to be straight with you.
If the Red Eye tribe evacuates,
do you think you can live the same way you do now in some strange location?
It would be quite difficult.
So then, if all five tribes in the area were to similarly evacuate,
what do you think would happen?
If we could not find enough food,
and the fish that make up our principal diet grew scarce,
would all five tribes end up killing each other this time?
You don't mean fighting a battle we may not be able to win would be...
Yes.
I'm taking into account depopulation, including the other tribes.
Crusch Lulu, the Green Claw requests an alliance with the Red Eye.
If you refuse,
it will become necessary for us to challenge your tribe to battle first.
To prevent any one tribe from running away without fighting
and establishing a numerical superiority in a new land, right?
My thinking is that if we form an alliance, then even if we are defeated,
the chances of intertribal warfare in a new land are low.
Our recognition of each other will be redefined,
not as separate tribes, but as allies who fought alongside each other.
I see.
Incidentally...
...during the previous battle, in which the Red Eye did not fight,
how did you manage to survive?
Do I really have to say?
I'd like you to tell me. Was it priestly power?
Or was it by some other means?
It may prove to be our salvation.
It won't.
It will not be our salvation.
What we engaged in was cannibalism.
We fed on our fallen friends.
At the time, our tribe found itself in a similarly dire situation
owing to a shortage of food.
However, one day, the chief came to us with food...
bright red meat.
All of us were vaguely aware of where the meat came from.
After all, whenever the chief brought us the meat,
it was invariably after he had expelled a family who had violated our strict laws.
We simply closed our eyes, and ate the meat.
In order to survive.
Still, it wasn't as though that could go on indefinitely.
Before long, the pent-up frustration came to an explosive head,
and manifested itself in the form of an insurrection.
I, as the one who was the second-most-powerful next to the chief,
became the banner they rallied to, and we rose in revolt against the chief.
The fighting divided the village in two,
but with our greater numbers, we were the ones who secured victory.
The chief refused to back down to the very end,
and after receiving countless wounds, he was on the verge of death.
Then, at the moment when the fatal blow was struck,
he smiled at me.
It was a truly sweet smile.
Through the death of the chief, the tribe was brought back together.
Moreover, since our numbers had decreased,
the great gift of recovery from our food situation came with it.
We were in the wrong, weren't we?
The chief, who acted out of a clear view of reality, was actually the one in the right, wasn't he?
I can't shake those thoughts.
We are neither omniscient nor omnipotent.
If I were in your position, I might have done the same thing.
But I don't want to offer you solace.
Are there ever any correct answers in this world?
The only thing we can do is keep walking,
even as we afflict the soles of our feet with woe and remorse.
You, too, must keep walking.
That's what I think.
I'm sorry you had to see me look so disgraceful.
What disgrace?
What's more, do I look like a male who's foolish enough to believe
that anyone who keeps moving along their road,
even as they are tormented and scarred by it, is disgraceful?
You are beautiful.
This is bad...
Let me ask you once again.
Which policy will the Red Eye adopt?
After our discussion yesterday, we have decided on evacuation.
Then let me ask you, Acting Chief Crusch Lulu,
do you still feel the same?
It is for you to decide.
When the previous chief smiled at you at the end,
it was because he was giving this future over to you.
If true, now is the time for you to fulfill that calling.
In that case, let me ask you,
how many do you plan on letting escape as refugees?
Ten from the warrior class, 12 hunters, 3 priests,
70 males, 100 females, and a number of children.
And other than them?
If the situation calls for it, they will die.
I see.
There's one thing I'd like to make clear...
we are not fighting to die.
We're fighting to win!
In that case, we of the Red Eye will fight with you.
To make sure our chief's smile was not meaningless.
As well as to ensure that as many of the Red Eye tribe as possible will survive.
You have my gratitude.
Good morning.
Yeah, good morning.
It looks like you brought the tribe around without any issue.
I'm grateful that you took part in the discussions until so late last night.
Those who will fight should be able to leave within the day.
Those who are evacuating, as well.
Zaryusu, what will you do now?
I plan to head over to the Dragon Tusk tribe.
Although, I do have a question...
What's with that getup?
It doesn't look good on me?
Would you like me to say it looks good on you?
Don't be silly.
The light of the sun is hard on me when I'm out and about.
You're planning to come with me?
The Dragon Tusk have the greatest force of arms of all the tribes, right?
Yeah. However, since we have no dealings with them, we're not well informed.
Then it's best that I go with you.
It will be dangerous.
Is there anywhere right now that isn't dangerous?
I'm not thinking rationally, am I?
All right.
I'll avail myself of your help, Crusch.
Very well, Zaryusu.
You can count on me.
These are the teleportation scrolls,
and the "Message" scrolls.
Lord Ainz said they were made from parchment that we obtained
through the efforts of Lord Demiurge.
He says that he wants us to report if we have any problems using them.
I see. Understood.
So once again, Demiurge has distinguished himself over me.
Also...
...we have been instructed to monitor the outcome of the battle from here.
Understood.
I want you to see this through,
and deliver an absolute victory for the Supreme One!
I am Zaryusu Shasha.
I am here on behalf of the Green Claw tribe.
I wish to speak to your chief.
I am acting chief of the Red Eye tribe, Crusch Lulu.
I, too, am here to meet with your chief.
I'm glad you came, possessor of Frost Pain.
And what might you be, some kind of plant monster?
No, I'm not!
Oh, please, don't take my joke so seriously.
I am the Dragon Tusk chief, Zenberu Gugu.
You can call me Zenberu.
You are free to call me Zaryusu, as well.
Now...
I can already guess what you're going to say.
However, we only trust those who are strong.
Take up your sword.
Zaryusu and Crusch headed to the Dragon Tusk tribe's village to propose an alliance.
However, Chief Zenberu would only be swayed by strength.
It was to be a battle of the highest calibre.
Meanwhile, Shasuryu continued efforts to gather troops from the village of the Razor Tail tribe,
the first to have death declared on them.
Chapter 3, Lizardmen, gathering.
The winds of battle have begun to blow.
Green Claw Tribe
Head Priestess
Green Claw Tribe
Head Priestess
Green Claw Tribe
Chief Shasuryu Shasha
Green Claw Tribe
Chief Shasuryu Shasha
Green Claw Tribe
Head Warrior
Green Claw Tribe
Head Warrior
Head Hunter
Green Claw Tribe
Head Hunter
Red Eye Tribe Village
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