Pochi, here we goooo!!
Pochi’s Point of View
First, I sent a letter to the neighboring country. Nothing can be resolved without discussions. Unfortunately, they refused to have one.
According to Oneechan, it couldn’t be helped because there was no benefit for the White Cat Kingdom.
If they won’t talk, then I have no choice but to barge in. And I need to make them understand that I have the upper hand over the White Cat King.
With Oneechan’s help, everything was set up. I also secured the Adventurers’ Guild. I don’t know how far I can go, but I’ll just do what I can.
"Fear not, Master. We shall protect you. Any who seek to harm you will be crushed."
The Dungeon Master was super enthusiastic. Reliable. Apparently, after taking a sky stroll with the dragons, they hit it off, so the dragons were coming along too.
"Indeed. Leave it to us."
"We’ll burn them!"
"We’ll freeze them!"
"Rosarin!!"
"… Don’t overdo it, okay? No killing! Just make them unable to fight!"
With my incredibly powerful—though somewhat destructive—companions, I set off for the White Cat Kingdom… the Shamcats Kingdom.
And thus, the Shamcats fell into chaos.
To confess, I always felt that dragons were just… around. Like Kou and Rulan napping in the mansion’s garden. I always thought dragons were reasonable beings as long as you didn’t attack them first.
But for ordinary people, seeing this many dragons arriving is apparently a huge panic trigger. I feel kind of bad now.
Arrows rained down like a storm. But normal arrows don’t work on dragons; they just bounce off their tough scales. Aiming for the wing membranes might work, but dragons aren’t stupid. They flapped their wings, creating wind that rendered the arrows useless.
Soldiers hurriedly abandoned the border fortress and fled. We continued walking leisurely. Occasionally, we were ambushed, but… well, we have a genius in combat (though fake) and the manager of a top-tier dungeon on our side. The result? Well… let’s just say the enemy was stripped of their weapons and armor and captured stark naked.
It couldn’t be helped! If they had hidden weapons or poison, I could die! And I was taught never to show mercy to enemies. This was the surest way to break their combat strength and morale. Some even had weapons hidden in their underwear, so really, it was necessary!
The confiscated weapons and armor were equipped onto the modified Zombie-kuns White Cat Version, which I had prepared in advance. Honestly, I did a great job. They looked exactly like real moving corpse.s But with cat ears and a tail. It was as if the soldiers had been turned into undead.
Since I wanted to resolve this without bloodshed, my plan—"Scare them into submission"—was a resounding success.
But now, what should I do about the villages and towns on the way to the capital?
Then, the White Cat soldiers tearfully begged me.
"Please, don’t turn us into moving corpses! We’ll do anything!"
"Please, spare the women and children! I beg you!!"
I take back what I said. This worked too well. Wait… should I make child and female versions too? No, actually, this might be the perfect chance.
"Understood. I’m not a demon. If you obey me, I’ll stop the modifications. But only if you truly follow my orders."
I stationed the White Cat soldiers in the villages and towns. Gave them back their weapons. Allowed them to wear normal clothes. To prevent rebellion, I assigned Shaka-san, Shaka-kun, and Ripper-chan as deterrents. Sadako-chan and Watching-kun were in charge of surveillance.
Luckily, no one rebelled. Thanks to the horror golems, their spirits had probably been completely broken.
"… Your Highness."
"Pochi is fine."
"… Pochi-sama."
I didn’t need the "-sama" either, but negotiations wouldn’t go anywhere, so I compromised.
"What is it?"
"That… what exactly do you intend to do? You haven’t enslaved us, yet you gave us weapons. You’ve only restricted surveillance and communication, but you haven’t even taken our wealth."
"I want to have a discussion."
"…………………… Huh?"
The man speaking to me was, if I recall, a general. He had offered himself to me in exchange for sparing others, so I had him accompany me.
"I initially requested a peaceful meeting, but the King of Shamcats said our country could only talk if we became their vassals. That was just unreasonable, so…"
"So?"
"I thought I’d create a situation where he had no choice but to negotiate."
"…………………"
The general’s face twitched. Sorry, it’s kind of a dumb reason. But if we don’t talk, we’ll never understand each other. And I decided to live my life my way.
"Also, I haven’t caused any deaths so far."
"……………… What?"
"The materials for those moving corpses are slime, metal, and rubber. They’re not actual corpses."
"………… Wha—?"
"Oneechan, my friends, and I made them. Hehe, don’t they look real?"
I patted the nearby White Cat Zombie-kun (full name omitted). Its fur was fiber, so touching it would reveal it as fake.
Zombie-kun smiled at me. We even remade their teeth. Humans don’t have fangs, after all. Though midway through, we got lazy and left some unmodified.
"……………… A-Are you sure about telling me this? If I gathered my men, realizing there’s no real threat, we could stage an uprising…"
"You wouldn’t do that. Not just because of the Zombie-kun thing, but because you correctly assessed the difference in strength before deciding to stay here."
Wiping them out would be easy. But I won’t do that. I don’t want to. I refuse to be someone who simply crushes the weak. No matter how hard it is, I’ll reach the ending I desire. I am Rosarin’s little brother. So, I will make the impossible possible.
"………………"
"I intend to reach the king without shedding blood. Humiliation can be apologized for, but dead people never come back. Not just my country, but yours has been suffering from poor harvests, right? I want to save this country too."
If we fix the issue with magic, the bad harvests can be resolved. With Oneechan and brother here, as long as we can make peace, anything is possible.
"… Pochi-sama."
The general knelt before me.
"I, Georgie Scottish Fold, swear upon this sword to protect you for the rest of my life."
"………… Yes?"
"Thank you, my liege."
"Wait, huh? No, that’s not—"
Hold on! That "yes" wasn’t a "yes" in that sense—!!
"Hahaha. As expected of my Lord."
"Rosariiin!"
"No, wait—hold on—that’s not what I meanttttt!!"
Oneechan, the general has sworn allegiance to me.
Later, it turned out the general had made his decision fully understanding what my "yes" meant.
Adults are so unfair!!
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