30 Years After Reincarnating, It Turns Out This World Was A Rofan?! novel Chapter 291

The soldiers moved urgently, despite the fatigue and heat weighing heavily on their bodies in the aftermath of battle.

As if they had forgotten what exhaustion even was.

"Do we have enough ammunition?!"

"What's the amount of gunpowder?!"

"Potions! Count the potion stock first...!!"

Their frantic shouting and running about made the phrase chaos incarnate come to mind. That was just how desperate they were.

And amidst this scene of turmoil, there was one creature leisurely watching the commotion—a dog with a rather fortunate life.

"Yelp."

"Sniff?"

"Hiss."

Except, this dog was no ordinary canine.

A beast with two heads and a serpent for a tail could hardly be called normal.

Ortos.

A creature currently bound by a leash, observing the humans.

It seemed entirely harmless now, but many knights and soldiers who had encountered Ortos before instinctively furrowed their brows or trembled at the sight of him.

Though weakened now, Ortos had once been an infamous menace in the barracks.

No one had died because of him, but food supplies had frequently gone missing. The quartermaster, in particular, had longed to take a cleaver to the beast in retribution for past grievances—if only the benefactor who had caught Ortos hadn’t placed restrictions on harming the creature.

Thus, proving firsthand that a dog's life could be better than a soldier’s, Ortos lounged lazily, watching the frenzied humans with a smirk.

Possessing intelligence far beyond that of a mere beast, Ortos had a rough understanding of the situation unfolding before him.

"Yip."

That thing... finally broke its seal.

The very being that had summoned Ortos and countless other monsters into this world.

A creature that, though not a monster itself, possessed greater malice, hatred, and deathly energy than any monster ever could.

Now that it had finally been unleashed upon the world, the outcome was obvious.

"Yip, yap."

Ortos grinned from ear to ear.

With that creature on the loose, it was only a matter of «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» time before he, too, would be free.

No matter how strong that human was, he was still just human. And a human, no matter how exceptional, could never defeat that being.

Which meant...

"Why the hell are you grinning?"

"!!?"

"A monster having the luxury to laze around? The world really must be going insane."

"...Whimper...."

"I already saw you laughing, and now you’re suddenly playing the pitiful act? Hey, get up."

"?"

"Don't pretend you don't understand. Unless you want me to start by ripping off one of your heads."

With a jolt!

Ortos sprang to his feet, standing at attention as if he had never been lounging around in the first place.

He had every urge to resist, but that man—if he said something, he would do it.

Ortos's short, stubby legs trembled pitifully, but the human showed no mercy.

In fact—

"Lie down, roll over, stand up, roll over, stand up, jump in place."

"!!"

—he only made things worse.

Though Ortos hurried to obey each command, his body quickly reached its limit.

After all, he was still in the body of a young pup. There was only so much he could physically do.

And yet, the mere fact that he could understand and execute every command flawlessly demonstrated just how intelligent he was.

Watching this, the man murmured—

"Damn, you're actually pretty smart, huh?"

"Woof?"

"Ah, just talking to myself."

"......."

The ominous remark made Ortos's ears twitch uneasily.

...A cold chill ran down his spine. He had the distinct feeling that an axe might come flying at him at any moment.

From the way the man spoke, it was as if he was testing him.

Testing just how much Ortos could understand.

Both his intelligence and his monster-born instincts were screaming at him to run, his heart pounding in warning—

"Hey, mutt. How about working for me?"

"......."

"If you do a good job, I might even guarantee your freedom."

"Grroowl...."

At those honeyed words, Ortos instinctively took a step back, his body tensing.

Did this human think he was a fool?

"Grrrr!"

What kind of scam was this...?

It was obvious just from the look on his face—whatever task he had in mind was beyond dangerous. Ortos snarled, baring his fangs.

Sure, he might be in a situation where he could die tomorrow. But still, he was Ortos, a high-rank monster.

A monster, yes—but a monster with pride.

No way in hell was he going to help a human.

"As expected. Whether it's a beast or a monster, you guys just don't listen to reason, huh?"

Crack.

"!?!!"

"I'm kinda in a hurry right now, so let's speed things up a bit."

Crack.

"Hm, but now that I think about it... I've never really used bone-separating acupuncture on a monster before. Just humans and beasts. So I might not have full control over the pain levels. Try to bear with it."

"!!!!!"

"If you feel like cooperating, we can have a nice little chat."

"...!"

"You've got some pride, huh? Holding out pretty well."

"!!?"

—No, you demon...!

Ortos couldn't even scream.

With just a few taps, unbearable pain flooded through his entire body—something beyond this world's comprehension.

In that moment, he finally understood why people said death would be preferable.

With a desperate gaze, he pleaded.

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He didn't care about cooperating or anything else—just make it stop!

But...

"Damn, you're really stubborn. Haven't even nodded yet?"

The man simply watched with an easy smile, utterly unbothered.

And Ortos realized—

...He had made a grave mistake from the very beginning by defying this human.

***

If an army of 200,000 were to descend upon them, most people’s first instinct would be to run.

And this wasn’t just any army of 200,000—it was an army of monsters.

Not just goblins, either, but tens of thousands of mid-sized creatures like orcs and massive ones like ogres.