Became the Queen of the Legion

“Although it’s foolish to be certain just from the testimony of prisoners, after investigating, it seems we’ve found someone exhibiting the characteristics you mentioned.”

“You’re saying there are such creatures under Lamia Lord Rosalyn?”

Seira found some suspicious circumstances after interrogating the prisoners. Namely, beings possessing the characteristics of players that I had mentioned.

The suspects were those growing their power within the Lamia territory.

Though they appeared to be ordinary Lamia forces on the surface, it was said that they rapidly grew their power and instantly rose to become influential within the territory.

Moreover, there was crucial testimony that Lamias with black scales were being born in that force.

If my memory is correct, Lamias with black scales were indeed special individuals born through a player’s authority.

“It’s worked out well, as I had already decided on them as our next target.”

Though unintended, it was a pleasing result.

With the collapse of Orc Baron Zieg’s territory, if there’s a player in the Lamia territory that now directly borders us, it gives us even more justification to attack them.

I don’t know what they think, but we don’t stop war. We spend all our time thinking only of war.

For my soldiers, time not fighting is just wasted time, forgetting everything and entering a dormant state to conserve energy.

We’ll finish off the player before they become stronger.

“All forces have already been reorganized. There’s no reason to give them time.”

We, who have poured all our capabilities into war, could simultaneously reorganize, treat the wounded, and produce new troops.

In other words, dragging out time only benefits the opponent.

If so, it’s better to strike before the opponent can properly grasp the situation or regroup.

‘The only worry is Ludas gathering troops and attacking our empty house.’

Of course, it’s somewhat of a gamble.

Leaving the biggest enemy, Hobgoblin Count Ludas, alone and only attacking around him was to secure as much territory as possible before they get serious and to prevent the competing demon realm lords from properly gathering their strength.

However, the problem was that I was too destructive.

If the enemies, who have already been severely defeated twice by us as allied forces and had one lord’s territory captured, become seriously wary and try to attack by concentrating all their capabilities, even I would find it difficult to guarantee an easy victory.

[In that case, there’s also the option of taking time to prepare defenses more thoroughly before moving]

“No, with such ‘common sense’ movements, we can’t defeat all enemies and stand at the top.”

It’s true that I pondered for a moment, but I made a decision.

We, the current me, are beings beyond common sense.

Having fallen into this world as a mutant that didn’t even exist in the game, if I act within common sense lines as I did when playing the game, we lose all our advantages.

In fact, the path I’ve walked so far has mostly been beyond common sense. Indiscriminate attacks, massacres without room for negotiation, and continuous warfare.

‘Was I originally this kind of person?’

I was at the point of being confused about what kind of personality my past self had. Being the master of a vast colony consciousness wasn’t all good.

At times, I felt like even I was being swept away by this vast consciousness.

This tendency became stronger with the repetition of violent and dramatic situations like war.

After all, since I’m the subject carrying out the war by moving the legion troops, it’s impossible not to be influenced by the situation.

“But I can’t stop.”

There are only two choices: die or live. Whatever the side effects, I always chose the latter and worked towards it.

“I was originally supposed to inherit the territory, but I couldn’t. A rebellion broke out within the territory. By traitors who betrayed their loyalty, claiming they received revelations from the ancestral gods in the sky.”

And I ended up hearing information about another player from an unexpected place.

From Kruger, the Orc warrior I had my eye on, who was with my avatar.

* * *

“So that’s what happened.”

“They were madmen. But somehow they were incredibly strong. The territory’s warriors fell to them, and I had no choice but to flee.”

Kruger, who started to reveal his story, told me more than I expected, and thanks to that, I realized that those who drove out Kruger, a territory’s heir, were forces commanded by a player.

Of course, Kruger’s territory is closer to the central continent, so we can’t go there right away.

“I jumped into mercenary work to gather strength and forces for revenge. If this job had gone well, I could have laid a foundation, but things turned out like this.”

He sighed at his current situation, having become a defeated soldier who fled without salvaging even a proper piece of luggage.

And seeing this, I curled up the corners of my mouth.

Clearly, his plan was close to failure. But having met me, it might not be a complete failure.

“Still, you saved your life, so it’s not a complete failure. Since you’ve gotten a chance to start over from the beginning, how about trying again?”

“You say that? A mere human?”

“I’ve also lost my place to go and be, just like you.”

I took the initiative to encourage him. At this, his eyes, which saw me as a mere human of slave origin who crossed over to the demon realm, widened.

It was to achieve what I wanted while helping his plan like this.

If I help him and let him reclaim his territory… I might be able to draw him into the colony as part of it in return.

“Ha, right. I guess I can’t be picky in my current state.”

He seemed suspicious of me but didn’t deny that he had no choice.

“Let’s keep operating around this area. It seems there will be many jobs needing mercenaries.”

“You’re thinking of continuing to fight those monsters… the Dark Devils?”

“To be honest, I don’t want to fight. There’s something strange about them. They’re ambiguous to call demonic beasts, ambiguous to call demon races, no, they’re strange creatures that make me wonder if they’re even living beings in the first place.”

Kruger frowned openly, recalling my soldiers he had properly fought once, and showed disgust.

But he didn’t try to run away in fear.

Like a true warrior, he intended to keep fighting if he had to fight.

‘Should I give him a little help?’

I, being the very legion troops he feared, could assist him if I wanted to.

If I just pretend to lose while throwing a few soldiers at him, Kruger would become a renowned mercenary and devil hunter in the area.

And the fame and power gained that way would ultimately be used for our colony.

“We need to create work for Kruger quickly. Let’s hurry with the attack on the Lamia territory.”

“I’ll move right away.”

At that time, when I started moving with Kruger. At the territory border, numerous combat troops that could be called the main force began marching all at once.

It’s a force of 10,000 troops, reconstituted to the best condition after filling in lost parts and recovering injured individuals.

Now we could deploy this number of troops as just an advance force, and it was enough to sweep through the surprised enemy lines. When full-scale combat begins, I planned to pour several times more troops into the enemy territory.

“Lamia Baron Rosalyn’s territory is right above Gargoyle Baron Icon’s territory. It’s obvious that the Gargoyles will interfere again. Those guys are annoying.”

[New soldiers capable of dealing with Gargoyles are needed]

And simultaneously, I continued to focus on producing and modifying new soldiers.

Especially through the previous battle, I realized the need for aerial combat capabilities.

I had already accumulated enough data to create flying types, but I hadn’t made them because they were inefficient. After facing the Gargoyles this time, I decided to create them.

Rather than producing troops with anti-air capabilities, flying units that can utilize mobility are needed.

‘How should I make them?’

Two paths were given to me.

Should I create the lightest and cheapest soldiers possible and roll them out in large numbers, prepared for losses, or should I invest proper resources to produce those who can seize air superiority?

If I choose the former, I can raise numerous flying demonic beasts, at most the size of large dogs, referencing various flying-type demonic beasts.

If I choose the latter, I planned to create based on the body of the Gargoyle demon race.

“Should I mix both moderately?”

However, in the end, what I chose was another grotesque and terrible chimera.

Although it might be mediocre if not careful, if done well, it could have the advantages of both.

Once the direction is decided, I close my eyes and move my omnipotent cells. I check all the data the colony has, confirm if I can create the chimera as I want, and actually combine those genes to create a new life form.

No wonder my soldiers are misunderstood by others. How is this a process of creating life? It’s a combat machine with parts assembled to my taste.