Chapter 59: An Unexpected Figh (1/2)

Based on the casualty report by One-eye, the battle ended with acceptable results. We lost 57 devils while Violet Snow lost 24 of her hellhounds. On the other side, 243 one-star rodents were dead and the two-star bodyguards were nearly wiped out.

What was unacceptable to me was, how was Violet Snow so formidable? Even that terrifying ratman boss didn’t dare to take her hits face on.

My expression must’ve looked terrible to anyone looking at me right now. As I stood there with devil egg in hand, a vein popped on my temple as I asked in an annoyed tone: “By the way, care to explain something to me?”

“Explain what?” Violet Snow replied in a puzzled voice.

“Explain exactly how you are so strong!” I don’t what’s the reason for this outburst but I knew one thing, I wasn’t happy with her.

I continued in an exasperated tone: “Judging from your appearance, you should’ve just left your mother’s womb, how do you possess the strength to fight toe to toe with that ratman boss! This isn’t scientific, not scientific! You hear me?”

“You said it yourself, [from your appearance], is there even a need for me to continue explaining?” She stared at me with that look again…the one you gave to an idiot.

She threw me another look before adding on, her cute little tail wagging around as she did so: “Besides, you didn’t ask me.”

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What…am I too blame for this?

“In order words, this was all within your calculations?”

“Of course, why else would I bring you here if I didn’t have any assurances.”

Up till now, I still couldn’t wrap my head around her strength. Her body was so tiny that I could even hold her in the palm of my hands. Yet this tiny body contained enough power to rival that ratman boss! Unbelievable…or should I say scary.

That ratman boss definitely had the strength of a three-star. Otherwise, how could he have defeated my two-star imps so easily.

Right from the start, the battle had been completely under our control up to the point where he joined in the fight. Seeing that, his two-star subordinates joined in as well and ended up throwing my guardsmen into disarray. This was the main culprit for most of our losses.

Essentially, we had too little experts in our army. Even with my bone equipment, they still weren’t able to overcome the difference in levels. Furthermore, as we progressed, this gap in power would only grow ever wider.

A zero-star imp is able to take on a one-star imp as long as he had a sharp weapon. Several large imps, armed with my bone broadswords would be able to take down a two-star head imp if they were lucky.

This growing disparity got even worse at the three-star level. Five to six fully armed head imps probably couldn’t even take on a three-star demon child. As the level increased, this disparity would probably increase exponentially as well.

We got lucky this time with the unexpected aid of Violet Snow. If it wasn’t for her handling that ratman boss, it might’ve been the end of the road for me.

This is bad…it’s highly likely that we will encounter stronger foes in the future and yet I still don’t have a three star devil in my army…at this rate, the Prison of the Dead might just be my final destination.

“As for the loot distribution…” Strictly speaking, Violet Snow was only a temporary collaborator and thus wasn’t my subordinate. That was why I decided to bring up the matter of loot distribution. Discussing this beforehand would prevent any unnecessary conflict.

However, this suggestion came a little too late as such a conflict ended up happening before we could even start the discussion.

A short distance away, my devils were facing off against the remaining hellhounds. Between them was a barren plot of land that clearly demarcated the two sides. In the middle of that plot of land was a devil fighting with a hellhound.

As they fought, the devils would cheer for that imp in their usual brash manner while the hellhounds would howl on the sidelines, seemingly rooting for their own kinsman as well.

“Stop it, the two of you!”

Upon hearing my command, the large imp immediately stopped fighting but just as he was about to retreat, he was attacked by the hellhound. I guess this was to be expected, after all, I wasn’t the master of these dogs.

The opposing hellhound didn’t show a shred of respect towards me as he immediately leaped at the imp who had stopped.

Seeing that his opponent had no intention of stopping, that large imp was infuriated. Devils were impulsive creatures after all.

After dodging that hellhound’s bite, he performed a violent flip into the air and landed right on top of that hellhound. He reached out with both his hands and pulled upwards with all his might, his lower jaw pressing down on hellhound’s head as he did so.

Is he trying to tame that dog?!

Having his neck strangled and his head pressed upon, greatly angered the hellhound. He began bucking like a wild horse as he violently attempted to shake off his unwelcome passenger.

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Unfortunately for him, the large imp wasn’t that weak either. He tenaciously held onto the hellhound’s neck and as he did so, he wrapped his legs around the hellhound’s stomach forming a cross beneath it.

And so, this devil shamelessly weathered through the wild bucking.

This posture…he really looked like a jockey training his wild horse!

I mean, training his wild dog!

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The hellhound finally realized his bucking was pointless and so employed a shameless tactic of his own. He began rolling around on the ground, his back slamming the devil as hard as he could, into the ground. And so, the dog training devolved into a brawl between hooligans.

“Quick! Separate those two!” I simply couldn’t take it any longer and ordered my devils to pull them apart.