The LV.99 Middle Boss, Starts His Second Life with Subordinates!

~3rd Person Perspective~

“… Release my subordinates now and get out of the forest.” (Diva)

“Hey, hey, don’t joke while wearing a scary face Diva-sama, I am not an idiot who will miss such a chance?” (High Orc)

　High Orc spread his hands in an exaggerated theatrical gesture and looked up at the sky.

“I’ve been working hard every day and praying three times a day, and it’s all worth it!　After all, there’s more gold than we can count lying at our feet right now!” (High Orc)

　In his words, the pigs cheered.

　The high-pitched squealing that is characteristic of pigs makes Diva express her disgust.

“… working hard is not what a scheming thief says.” (Diva)

“The fisherman’s tactics, it’s a good thing I’ve been keeping a watchful eye on this place every day, just in case you find yourself in a situation like this.” (High Orc)

“You lowlife…!” (Diva)

　It’s a cheap, short-term, and despicable move, just like what the Orcs would have thought.

　This is something Diva should have been the first to be wary of.

　—When a strong person who can overcome even the “Siren’s Song” invades the forest, the orcs will surely take advantage of this gap in their defense.

“I’ve recently rediscovered how quaint humans are.” (High Orc)

　The High Orc begins to speak in a snide tone while puffing on a cigar that he had his men light.

“The rich especially are lustful, and having the same human woman is not enough, it seems that people with horns, tails, and wings are more exciting, just like these.” (High Orc)

“… No way.” (Diva)

“When I hear that, I think it’s human nature to want to try one or two human women when they are rich, right?”  (High Orc)

“Are you going to selling them to humans, my subordinates…!” (Diva)

　Instead of answering this, the orcs sneered.

“Diva-sama!! These guys are just thugs!” (Harpy)

“Don’t worry about us, give these pigs the hammer of justice!” (Harpy)

“Proud Diva-sama leave us here and now rather than disgrace the name of the proud Diva…!” (Harpies)

　One of the harpies closed her mouth with an expression of determination.

　Diva instantly understood her intentions.

　—They are going to bite their tongue.

“No, stop…!” (Diva)

“-Oops, It’s going to be troublesome if you do that, so stop it.” (High Orc)

　The High Orc kicks the Harpy’s belly faster than Diva saying, “Stop.”

　The harpy leaked moaned and writhed in pain.

　Not only that, the High Orc torn-off his cigar like a sausage. Then he forcibly thrust it into the Harpy’s mouth.

“Stop acting like a kid, just suck that and be quiet.” (High Orc)

“…!!? *Cough*!! Ngh…!” (Harpy)

　The harpy gagged repeatedly from the intense stimulation that ravaged her mouth, spitting out fragments of leaves.

　The Orcs sneered at her disdainfully.

　It’s as if they are looking at a dying fish.

　—that is it, they touched the reverse scale of Diva.

“I won’t forgive be forgiving you.” (Diva)

　Diva breathed in deeply, spread her wings wide, and spun a “song” with her trembling vocal cords.

　It was the most basic arrangement of Siren’s Song.

　There was no comparison to the versions performed by her subordinates.

　It was supposed to be a magical song by Diva Diva that would reap the consciousness of everyone present, including the harpies, without question.

　However

“—How dumb! We now have something against that!” (High Orc)

　Once the High Orcs squealed, his subordinate orcs took something out of their pockets, something that looked like a whistle.

　And the orcs blew it forcefully force.

　—A tremendous torrent of sound that resembled a scream of desperation canceled out the song of Diva.

“What…!?” (Harpy)

“Diva-sama’s song is…!” (Harpy)

　Looking down at the astonished harpies, the High Orc sighs and sneered.

　It was an ugly and vulgar smile.

“It’s a whistle made by hollowing out the body of a mandragora that we bought from a human merchant, although it’s a little less powerful than a real mandragora…” (High Orc)

“Kuu…!?” (Diva)

　It was a miscalculation for Diva will now have to pay for.

　She never thought that they would gain such knowledge.

“Sing that song to the fullest in front of the customer, and if it is a Queen Harpy, we can sell her at a high price.” (High Orc)

　After confirming the effect of the whistle, the orcs smiled triumphantly and they start surrounding Diva.

　The situation is hopeless with the Siren Song sealed.

　But Diva has another hand to play.

“—Diva-sama!! Scream! With your scream, strike down these vile pigs!” (Harpy)

　The Diva and the others knew that.

　[Scream] is Diva’s trump card.

　It is not a song. It is a final method of physically destroying everything in sight by making the atmosphere tremble with the loud screams of a Harpy Queen’s well-trained lungs.

　But, Diva cannot make this choice.

　Because

“There’s no way I can do that, right?” (Diva)

　At last, the High Orc stepped in front of Diva.

　The corpulent and gargantuan High Orc made Diva look so delicate that she seems like a breakable glass. He is also more than twice as huge as Diva.

　Looking up at him, Diva’s eyes were trembling.

　The High Orc’s face is graced with a cruel smile.

“What happened to the Ruthless Diva-sama? Why don’t you cut my throat with your sharp talons, even if you use your song? You’ll have no problem reaching me, right?” (High Orc)

“…!?” (Diva)

　Diva did not move.

　She doesn’t move a single feather like she’s frozen.

“Diva-sama……! Why?” (Harpy)

“Hurry! Kill that dirty pig!” (Harpy)

“—This is why it’s impossible, you chickenshit!” (High Orc)

　The High Orc fist was swung and hit Diva straight in the face.

　Diva screamed, and like her usual resolute visage fell on the ground weakly, like a lie.

“Di-Diva-sama’s knees are on the ground…!” (Harpy)

“Please won’t you try again!?” (Harpy)

“Congratulations to all of you! So much for your Diva!” (High Orc)

　The mockery echoes above the desperate cries of the harpies.

　The High Orc, grabbed Diva by her hair and show her anguished expression to the harpies.

“Ruthless Diva!? Say, that again you fools! Look at her defeated eyes! It’s just a pitiful hen! Just taking some hostages will make her look like this!” (High Orc)

“That’s wrong…! Don’t you dare insult Diva-sama!” (Harpy)

“Diva-sama!! Make a counterattack! Tear that pig’s throat!” (Harpy)

“It doesn’t matter what happens to us–!” (Harpy)

“Ugh…” (Diva)

　The harpies tell her with pleading voices.

　But, Diva, she still remained unresisting.

　And with a thin voice like the sound of an insect’s chirp, just one word…

“Such a noisy bunch… I can’t… do something like that… You’re all my… important…friends…!” (Diva)

“…Diva-sama.” (Harpy)

　The harpies were so speechless.

　It is neither disappointing nor discouraging for her… In any case, Diva will have no regrets.

“Huh! Well then, you can be the pet of a rich guy along with your dear friends! …Well, some of them may even become good servants!” (High Orc)

　The high-pitched laughter of the pigs overwhelms the harpies.

　Everyone was desperately thinking of a way to avoid the future awaiting them.

　The High Orc then say, ridiculing them,

“I hope you will be loved so much, you’d scream in ecstasy!” (High Orc)

“—That remark is considered sexual harassment, I’m glad you aren’t my subordinate.” (Voice)

“What?” (High Orc)

　The High Orc suddenly heard a voice from behind him and made a dumb face.

　He slowly tried to turn around to face the voice but was unable to do so.

　The next moment, a huge fist-like object came flying at him and hit him.

“Bugii!?” (High Orc)

　The gigantic High Orc was blown away like a piece of trash.

　He spun around violently, snapping the trees in a row, and then, unable to slow his momentum, he bounced up into the sky, only to fall back down a few moments later.

　Then he squealed again like the pig he is.

“Bo-Boss!?” (Orc)

“Who is that!?” (Orc)

　The Orcs under his command shrieked and looked down at the person who had beaten their boss to the ground.

　Diva and the harpies also gazed at the same point at the same time—and saw.

　The appearance of three adventurers floating in the air, there’s a boy manipulating four hands where they sat on top.

　The boy saw the quivering High Orc and said in a very calm tone.

“Be glad you only got punched in the face, because if you were my subordinate, you would have been demoted, possibly even fired.” (Voice => Boy)

“… Which one would be better?” (Backpack)

　Diva felt like she heard a strange voice in the boy’s unnaturally swollen backpack, but no one pointed it out.