The fourth round of the battle against the demons was already in full swing.

It was long past lunchtime, and the only thing distributed had been crumbly hardtack. If they were going to give out hard, dry bread like this, they should at least have given us soup to dip it in.

But the soldier in charge of distributing the supplies had only handed over the bread and quickly disappeared. Still, I couldn't leave my post, so I wouldn’t have been able to eat lunch if he hadn't come here to Warehouse 3 to deliver it.

In between scuffles with magicians who came to receive mana stones from Warehouse 3, I controlled the chirps to help wipe out the demons. As a result, the number of magicians coming for mana stones decreased significantly, and thus my work decreased. I felt as if I were controlling dozens of drones at once as I hunted demons with the chirps and scouted the area at the same time.

It was honestly a lot of effort and took a lot of time, because people mistook the chirps for demons and attacked them. Still, it was more comfortable than arguing with magicians who were on edge.

I saw that there was only one more group of demons...