I will become the ice jellyfish queen with the Chat Group

[Third-Person POV]

At the wall of the fort, Grey, Akako, Noah, the Emperor, an Orc Chief, a Goblin Shaman, a giant red wyvern with many small wyverns, and Dave were all gathered.

[Akako]: So, after Miss Grey provides us with food that can feed all of us for the rest of the week, will you join us, good sir?

[Orc]: We orcs will join you under Technoblade, the warrior in the hog mask. He is strong, and we orcs follow the strong. We only ask for the western forest and the Dark Mountain, along with a noble title as Count, and the heads of Hammer the Lover, Big Fat Boy, and Dark Dark. The three of them have killed many of us for no reason.

The orc spat out the names of the players, his hatred clear, especially for Dark.

[Goblin]: We are with the orcs.

The goblin simply nodded, following the orc's lead.

[Giant Red Wyvern]: We want the Valley of the Red Wing, a noble title, and the heads of Dark Dark and Big Fat Boy. Those two killed many of us, and that Big Fat Boy even ate my son and sold his bones to Dark Dark.

The wyvern's voice was filled with sadness.

[Emperor]: I can grant you the land and title, but can you fight alongside me against my son and the nobles? Are you ready?

[Orc]: A million orc fighters and five million goblins from all over the empire are at your service.

[Giant Red Wyvern]: Five hundred thousand dragon-blooded beasts from all over the empire are at your service.

[Emperor]: Very well. From this day forward, you will be nobles of the empire. Tell me your names.

[Orc]: My name is Blood Sword, and this goblin is Gobdark.

[Giant Red Wyvern]: My name is Tanwen.

[Emperor]: Excellent. Now, let the meeting of...

[Grey]: Stop. I also want land and a title too.

[Emperor]: Alright, Miss Grey. Tell me, which piece of land do you want?

[Grey]: The Eye of the Dead Sea.

The Emperor looked at Grey in surprise before responding.

[Emperor]: I can't grant you that land. If you had asked for the capital, I would have given it to you, but the Eye of the Dead Sea does not belong to me—it belongs to Hellsong.

[Dave]: Your Majesty… Grey, the Eye of the Dead Sea is now yours.

[Grey]: I only want the area around my house, not the entire region.

[Dave]: Just that? You're asking for even less than Tanwen.

[Grey]: Yes, just that—no more, no less.

Everyone stared at Grey in shock, surprised by her modest request. However, the Emperor simply laughed.

[Emperor]: Very well! From today onward, you will be a Duchess of the Empire. If you ever desire more land, you need only ask.

[Grey]: No thanks.

[Emperor]: Alright then. Now, Mr. Akako, start the war meeting and give us a full report.

[Akako]: Understood. First, the enemy numbers: they have ten million fighters, ranging from level 20 to 45, a dragon, and five guardians. As for us, we have seven million fighters between levels 10 and 40. Our fortifications should hold for a while, but there's one thing I don't understand—why are they late?

Grey raised her hand and said…

[Grey]: The dragon is level 70, but it's incredibly weak. We have about an hour because I built a wall of ice. Right now, their army is trying to break through it. Look west—you can see them coming.

Everyone turned to the west, where the enemy army was marching toward them. At the front, five figures stood out: Hammer the Lover, Big Fat Boy, Killer of Kings, Dark Dark, and finally, the Crown Prince himself.

[Akako]: They'll be here in less than a minute. We need more time!

[Grey]: No, we don't. A friend of ours should be arriving in… 3… 2… 1… Here he is.

[The Little Terrorist has joined your mission.]

Klee: Klee is here!

[Grey]: We're dead…

[Akako]: Yeah, so dead we'll probably become a meme of the year.

[Grey]: Not us—the enemy. Hey, Klee, do you want to go fishing?

[Klee]: Fishing? Fishy fish? Yes!

[Grey]: Alright then, can you help us defeat the bad guys first? Then we can go fishing.

As soon as she agreed, Klee began throwing bombs at the enemy army. Everyone stared in horror as explosions rocked the battlefield, accompanied by the anguished screams of their foes.

[Noah]: Wow… So this is why her Chat Group name is [The Little Terrorist]. Grey, can you check her stats?

[Grey]: No, I'd rather not have a heart attack from looking at her stats.

[Akako]: Is it really that bad?

[Grey]: If you saw a little kid who completely out-leveled you, wouldn't you be angry? Or worse?

[Noah]: Yeah… You're not wrong about that.

[Akako]: Guys, talk later—fight now!

The moment Akako gave the order, Noah leaped over the wall, charging straight into the enemy army. He clashed with Hammer the Lover, engaging in a fierce battle.

Meanwhile, Technoblade faced off against Big Fat Boy, their weapons colliding with thunderous force.

Dave went straight for the Crown Prince, the two exchanging powerful blows.

Grey engaged Killer of Kings, dodging his attacks with precision.

And finally, Klee—without hesitation—took on the dragon, laughing as she rained explosions down on it.

[Noah's POV]

I ran forward, aiming to cut off the Crown Prince's head, but someone stepped in my way—Hammer the Lover.

[Hammer]: Ha… Look here, kid. Sorry, but I can't let you touch the prince. If I do, he'll kill all of my wives and hunt down my friends. That man is a demon… He even tried to sell his own sister to me.

[Noah]: Then why not fight him? Help your friends instead of protecting them.

[Hammer]: If I did, he'd kill his sisters right in front of me. And as a man, it's my job to protect women and children. I'm not an ass like Dark.

[Noah]: A reluctant hero… but still a hero. Sorry, but I need his head.

With that, I charged at Hammer, my blood sword ready. But before I could strike, his body erupted into flames. Was this a skill?

[Hammer]: YOU WILL NOT PASS!

He swung his hammer at me with incredible speed. I barely managed to block with my sword, but the impact sent me flying several meters backward.

Then, I noticed something—my sword. It had shrunk.

The heat was unbearable. My hands burned, and some of my blood bags had melted. I had to toss my blood sword away before it completely disintegrated. If I hadn't formed a new blood sword and armor fast enough, I would have lost a dangerous amount of blood.

This wasn't going to be easy—

Oh, sh—

A memory surfaced.

That green guy.

Hammer was giving me the same feeling as him.

And it was making me—

WANT TO RIP HIM IN HALF. TO TEAR HIS CORPSE OPEN. TO FORGE HIS BLOOD INTO A SWORD.

DIE. DIE. DIE. DIE.

[Chapter End]