"The hosts. The fat man was half-kneeling in a huge hall inside the castle.

Sigur sat high on the throne that originally belonged to Pahlavi.

When the spatial fluctuations on the oil painting could no longer be concealed, Sieg naturally connected to the gluttonous world, and came over easily.

This simple spatial passage can transport zero-level or lower-level creatures at will. However, it is not possible to transmit high-level creatures, as the space passage cannot withstand the enormous pressure of high-level creatures.

Sieg was now flipping through a thick household registration book, which detailed the territory and people under the command of the fat man today.

"There are five villages in total, and there are 4,000 registered ogres, and they have been developing well recently. Sieg looked at the steadily growing population on it and praised the fat man with some amusement.

Sigurt hasn't been arresting the Fusion Ogre for a few days, so some of the Ogre who had fled their hometown have returned in large numbers.

At the same time, because of the troubled times, there are displaced evil spirits everywhere, and Sig asked the fat man to give them free land and recruit a large number of people in the territory.

As a result of this series of measures, the number of people in the territory owned by Sigur began to gradually increase and rebound.

"For the sake of the master, I will not hesitate. The fat man patted his ass and bent down in salute.

Now this flesh puppet is already four meters tall, and its strength has also reached the quasi-first level, and its body is filled with the smell of blood, as if it has just been bathed in blood water.

"How come the number of troops is only three hundred?" said Sigur as he looked at the registered warrior notebook and frowned.

The fat man touched the back of his head and said a little honestly: "This is the military system left over from the previous Pahlavi era, and among our territory, the old, weak, sick and disabled account for a considerable part, and there are still some evil spirits who are not adults and cannot be recruited." ”

Sigur suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "What do those who can't serve the territory stay for for them to eat and drink for nothing?"

"Deliver my orders, and every household will recruit two people for me, and all the disabled or old will be expelled. Also, from today onwards, those over the age of twelve are considered to be adults and must perform compulsory military service. Sieg said mercilessly: "There is still a week left in the carnival, and I want you to quadruple the armament within this week!"

In the face of the pressure of the great enemy, this amount of troops is far from enough at present, and it is necessary to expand the recruitment.

The resources of this gluttonous world are an untapped treasure for Sigurt, and like the humans who just discovered the New World, he is reluctant to give up his power here.

"Anyone who disagrees with the order or dares to make trouble will be killed by me. Seeger said coldly: "We are not a paradise here, and if you want to own land, you need to pay a certain price." ”

"Understood. The fat man grinned and laughed, as a flesh puppet, the foundation of his thinking is built on killing, and he has a natural love for flesh and blood.

Sieg immediately took out the quasi-first-level 'Samus' corpse from the storage space, handed it to the fat man and said, "You eat this corpse and see if you can hit the first level!"

This is a crucial step, and among the many knights who struck on the day of the carnival, there was a first-class poisonous fire demon!

If the fat man can complete the breakthrough these days, then the certainty of natural victory is also greater.

"Thank you, master!" The fat man saw the strong blood power emanating from the corpse, and his saliva suddenly remained like a waterfall.

It's just that Sieg didn't notice that a trace of imperceptible greed flashed in the fat man's lowered eyes.

......

After explaining what happened here, I returned to the original world.

Through the layers of undulating oil paintings, Sieg stepped into the room with one foot, and soon his entire body was out of it.

Moving his body, Sieg looked at the huge oil painting, and suddenly said, "Hey, you usually hide in the oil painting, don't you get bored?"

A translucent little head appeared in the oil painting, blinking his dark eyes, and said in a weak voice: "I...... I don't know where to go. ”

"......" Sieg was a little speechless.

Then he patted the storage bag on his waist and said, "If you are willing to go out for a walk, you can attach yourself to my bag and follow me out for a walk." ”

However, there was still silence on the other side, no movement, and it seemed that there was still some fear of Sigurd, or...... Fear of the outside world.

Sigurt shook his head, not reluctantly.

In the days that followed, Sieg hung a Do Not Disturb sign outside his house, and spent most of his time in the Gluttonous World, except for the occasional report to his superiors and Fanny.

......

In a life ogre village, a terrible cry could be heard from a large thatched house in the center.

An old and translucent ogre hugged the pillar in front of his house and cried out: "We will not leave, we will not go anywhere, this is my home!"

Also sitting on the ground in protest were many old and weak ogres, who fell to the ground one by one, unable to drag them away.

A pair of soldiers in uniforms surrounded them, not daring to act rashly, because behind the old, weak, sick, and crippled ogres stood rows of prime-aged ogres with various hoes, plows, rakes, and farm tools.

"My lord, they are refugees who have fled from a lord next door to us, and they seem to be of a clan. A food demon with a severed horn on his head said respectfully to Sigurd.

Since the death of Pahlavi, the fat man has successfully absorbed the forces of the original Pahlavi. The horned ogre in front of him is named Serra, and it is said that the horn of his head was broken by an enemy's bow and arrow during a battle.

This person is extremely brave, he is on the front line in every battle, and his strength is equivalent to the realm of a senior sorcerer's apprentice, so he was naturally promoted by Sig to be the commander of his army.

Sigurt wore a mask and stood with them in the form of a poisonous fire demon. Humans are only food in captivity in this world, and if Sigurt appeared in human form, it would be too conspicuous.

The Poison Fire Demon is higher than the Devil in terms of biological level, and is a natural warrior, so most of the Devil Eaters around him are very humble and respectful to Sigur.

Ever since Seeger's order was given yesterday, there has been a frenzied backlash in the villages, especially in the newly built villages.

Most of the people here are refugees from other places, and most of them are related and very united. They finally had a peaceful place to live, how could they be willing to get involved in the war again, not to mention the order of Sig and the expulsion of the old, weak, sick and disabled inside.

One by one, these ogres took farm tools as weapons and began to resist with force, completely refusing to carry out Sig's orders.

And the fat man is in retreat at the moment to digest that quasi-first-level body, and this kind of thing naturally has to be solved by Sieg himself.

"You can't handle this?" said Sigur angrily to the person next to him.

Serra lowered his head in some shame, if he wanted to go into battle and charge, he would naturally not have a word, but resolving this kind of resident conflict was not his strong point.

"Your Excellency, you can't do this, they are all our elders. One of the ogres who led the rebellion said impassionedly: "Also, our children are only twelve years old and can't even hold weapons, how can you let them go to war." ”

"Yes, unless you kill us all, you don't want to come into our village. ”

"Get out!"

"Spare our children and the elderly!"

The crowd was excited, and the public opinion was surging, which made some of the ogre soldiers on the side retreat unnaturally, and they were a little at a loss.

"A bunch of garbage!" Sieg finally couldn't take it anymore, he got up and walked to the front, looked at the head of the ogre, and said, "What do you want?"