Count Scribe's Tutor

[King? Who did you call king?]

[A skeleton with the power of a great man.]

[Where are you going with this?!]

Frostbitten pain. However, Rich's attitude did not change.

"Truly foolish. All death watches over us. What's the point of fighting?"

Immediately, Rich's staff points to the thread.

He spoke in an overwhelming voice.

"You're a skilled commander. Kneel before all of death and squeeze your head. Then the path of becoming a great commander will be opened from the chains of all flesh."

The three ghosts tremble with their mouths unstoppable.

Who is the king of all the unclean things they swore to obey? How dare you kneel to a man like that? There was no insult like this.

[My king, please give me an order.]

[I will come and bury that arrogant sinner.]]

[I'm good at catching the dripping rich.]

You feel a strong anger in the voices of the ghosts. As soon as Silvan gives the order, he's ready to tear Rich to shreds.

"Be quiet for a second."

Out of the realm came a lofty answer. The three spirits immediately shut their mouths. He then gazed quietly at Rich's direction.

It was the expressionless look of the experimental material.

"Irina, I have a question."

Once again, my lips were chapped.

Suddenly, he turns his head to the call, pointing his finger at the bow of the Rich and Grey Robes.

"They're both undead, right?"

It was a sudden question, but I nodded. Rich, of course, was undead, and the archer next to him will be the same. Because I felt like such a creepy fraud.

At that moment, Irina realized the intention of practice.

"Do you think you can take it?"

"Well, the Mana sequence is a little different, but it looks worth a try."

With a faint smile, the reality nods.

He then looks back at the three ghosts.

"Guys, I'm sorry, can you buy me some time?"

Ghosts nod happily at the request of reality.

[Leave it to me.]

[That arrogant bastard is good enough for me.]

[I'll chew through every bone!]

"No, I'm going to make it into a family. Don't get rid of it."

I smiled awkwardly.

Soon after, he looks away, reaching for the undead. There was a little distance, but this might be close enough. His eyes glow brightly.

"· · · · · · · I don't understand."

Then came a strange voice in Irina's ear. The grimace of scraping iron made my face crumple by itself. The direction Rich was in when he heard his voice. But not Richie's voice. At that moment, I heard a voice again.

"You can't aim an arrow. Cannot attack."

Now I see. The voice of the gray robe bowman next to Rich. He presses down on the hood, keeping an eye on things. Then Rich, who was with him, replied.

"Then that's all you need to rule out the other stuff."

Rich taps the floor with his cane twice. An unknown purple magic circle was engraved on the ground. Irina stands in the way of reality. I also called the spirits for one in the bay.

"I have nothing to say to you. Be gone."

An awkward finger left on the bone points toward Irina. The dark dimension's magical power flutters.

But that was it. Nothing happened. Instead, the three spirits of reality emerged.

[You've got a lot of nerve.]

[Richie treats us like shit.]

[Your magic has been replaced with my snack.]

I tapped the area where the water looked like my stomach. I wonder if that scene made me uncomfortable. Rich's blue eyes wander about.

Then the car heard the voice of the archer again.

"· · · · · · · All three had hero prowess."

You hear a disturbing sound in your expressionless voice.

However, Rich's attitude did not change.

"I would have told you earlier. The rage is meaningless now."

Rich taps the floor with his cane.

An engraved purple magic jewel. Immediately, he said.

"Above all, that kid doesn't even know how to deal with ghosts. Seeing a ghost that size and playing a prank on a childhood like that."

Hundreds of undead stand where Rich pointed. He didn't seem to understand. Having three subordinates of such a low rank.

It was then.

[The king has ordered. Buy some time.]

[He also told us not to destroy it.]

[But he didn't tell me to trample him to death.]

Three ghosts approaching the foothills of Rich.

When the archer saw this, he hurriedly opened the distance with Rich. Rich, on the other hand, remains motionless. He looks at the ghost as if it were petty.

"To talk about such threats."

But I could not connect the words. Dandan suddenly came out of nowhere.

A Corrupt Ghost Knight with a Hero's Rage. He presses Rich hard, with his shield up.

Kwaek!

[The first sin is the sin of speaking disrespectfully to the king.]

The patella crumbles. As Rich's body leans forward, the giant Lance breaks his body without a hitch. Until it was dust, Rich did not resist once.

Saaaaaa

The wind blows. Soon Rich regains his form. Rich will not die unless the orb that contains the soul, the Life Vessel, is broken. It consumes the magical power of sound dimensions and just reconstructs the body.

However, the spirits did not look at it quietly.

[The second sin was a sin that showed disrespect to the king.]

The spikes pierce Rich's head with a rotten spirit of thorns.

Thousands, tens of thousands of thorns burst out and ripped Rich apart. Rich then reconstructed the flesh a little further away.

"Khhh! A ghost!"

Twice, the flesh disappeared. Whether he felt humiliated, Rich flashed a sheer spectacle and poured out enormous magic. But the magic didn't work. A dark shadow fell over Richie's head.

[The third sin is the calling of another vermin in the presence of the king.]

It's a joke!

The seven Sinful Spirits, the stream, chewed up the entire nearby cemetery with Rich. If there were life vessels nearby, they would be extinct.

After a while, Rich reappeared. The reconstruction seems to be slowing down, and the magical force seems to be wearing off.

"How long are you going to keep watching? Counter!"

Was it because the archer who was watching him hated it?

Rich yells nervously. Then the answer came back.

"There is a big difference. At this rate, the odds are low."

"So you're just going to sit there and get beat up?"

"In retrospect, the odds are still low."

A bowman who repeats that his odds are low.

Do you think he didn't want to hear it? Rich strikes the ground roughly with his staff.

At the same time, the archer raises his head.

"I just found a way to increase my odds."

"Yeah, anything's good, so let's start with the ghosts."

At that moment, the archer stabs his left arm to the ground. There was a slight tremor throughout the cemetery. After a while, the archer pulls out his arm again. The red orb in his hand was like blood.

"What are you doing right now!"

After seeing this, Rich opened his eyes wide. Because that was the heart of Richie's life vessel. Rich's blue glare shakes like a candle in front of the wind.

"You're not helping. So..."

"No! Stop!"

"Eat you, and I will increase your odds."

Kwaek!

I screamed, but it was pointless. Immediately, with the sound of glass beads breaking, red debris splattered everywhere. Rich's rage and magical power inside begin to seep into the archer's body.

There's not a single piece left.

Rich's body turns to sand and piles up on the floor. It was truly a futile end. The eyes of Irona, who was watching this, became confused.

"What? Why all of a sudden?"

Irona's eyes are filled with confusion. The three ghosts were embarrassed as well. And one more. You mutter in surprise.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

In reality, it took a long time to analyze the archer and Rich's Mana arrangement. I also checked on how to relocate. I reviewed it three times and was sure it was OK.

"We did the right thing · · · · · · · ·."

However, in order to put the Mana in the negative dimension, it just bounced off. Let's say Rich has been destroyed by a broken life vessel. Then even the archers must have succeeded in the hijacking.

But I failed. I couldn't figure out why. When I was embarrassed by my first failure, the archer trembled from afar.

"· · · · · · · · I couldn't attack you until just now."

He raises his head slowly.

The blatant murmur continues.

"I don't know why. If I tried to attack you, I'd be reluctant."

He raises the longbow. I slowly pulled back the demonstration that nothing caught me. A blue glare flashes over the gray hood.

"But not anymore."

Paan!

An arrow shot with a terrifying force. Like a ferocious wolf, the arrow flies towards the heart of reality. But before that, there were teeth in the way.

[My king, I will eat!]

He opens his mouth wide as if he had swallowed a Lich.

But I couldn't eat it this time.

Kuaang!

"Hnng!"

I opened my eyes wide. It's because the water is still on the floor.

I woke up in the blink of an eye, so I couldn't tell if I caught an arrow or if I was pierced by one.

[· · · · · · · O King. With all due respect.]

[You might want to stay out of it.]

Just now, it was a relaxing stump and spike. The two warned in a stiff voice.

[It may seem like a temporary change,]

[He's getting stronger.]

You hear a tense voice, and it seems to have risen above the hero's bravery. Is it really that easy to raise? When there was a confusing light in the eyes of reality.

Pabababak!

The black arrow rains.

The target is a real military force. Earlier today, Skeleton Archer was outmatched by the shooting. Because shortly after the arrow rain stopped, there was no undead standing there.

An arrow made of magical power explodes, leaving no bone dust behind. As hundreds of undead fade away in the blink of an eye, Irona's face is stunned.

"Well, what the hell happened?"

The arrow flies again. Two this time. The ghosts hurriedly block the way. However, this was not him. They were two spirits on both sides of Irona.

Phew! Phew!

I couldn't even scream. The two spirits were summoned back to the spirit system without even refusing to protest. Is it the aftermath? Blood spurts from Irona's mouth.

"Cough!"

"Irina!"

The realm shook her up in surprise. Due to their different sizes, they both tangled together and fell to the ground. After a while, Irina pulls herself together. Then he wiped the blood off his mouth and whispered.

"· · · · · · Escape, practice. I'm fine."

I grabbed the spear with a trembling hand. I had to buy some time. But then, I heard a horrible voice right before my nose.

"You can't run away."

A bowman approaching from a distance. The ghosts rush to catch up, but both of them are struck one by one and are thrown to the ground.

An overwhelming power I've never seen before.

Irina trembles without even knowing it.

At that moment, there was someone who came to mind.

A loathsome human who had become a true teacher. Irina's face crumpled.

‘· · · · · · · · Humans are all the same. ’

Maybe he knew he had this kind of power, and he ran away. I hated myself for believing in humans for a little while.

"Under contract, all intruders are to be exterminated."

The archer slowly pulled back the protest.

You shouldn't have come in. I regretted it later, but it didn't work. Irina bites her lip tightly, tucking her arms tightly.

At that time, Irina's eyes were filled with a real face.

"· · · · · ·!"

My life is about to come to my senses. However, he was smiling brightly.

How can you laugh in this situation?

When I felt confused, I suddenly remembered the old memories. I've seen a smile like that somewhere.

Yes, when I returned to the forest years after I finished my mercenary life. I was reunited with Irina, who was waiting at the entrance. He had that smile on his face.

That smile means.

When I saw someone I wanted to see.

Spatula

At that moment, I heard something cut off.

The archer's right arm flies through the air. When he realized this, his left arm, as well as his ankle, knee, thighs, and hips, were all broken down.

Kuang!

The lower half of the bow falls to the ground.

A cold voice came to me straight away.

"Who are you aiming an arrow at?"

Along with a familiar voice, Irina opened her eyes wide. A familiar face... At the same time, he pulls out his patient voice.

"Ferda!"