Black Knight
"No more necromancers! So rest assured, Knight! You're saved!!"
"Rescue...! I am in this darkness...!"
I believe my mind is confused now.
I searched and lived again, but of course I was forced to fall into a chaotic mood. Who else in the world will experience waking up dead? So in this case, it's useless to do anything.
You just have to keep asking!
"Damn it, who are you and where are you from!!! Identify yourself, Knight!!"
"I don't know...! I don't remember...! I must be on that battlefield...! Caracas!"
"What if you don't remember the most important part, you fucking murderer!!"
"Murder!! Arghhhh!!"
- Shh! Shh!
Des Nights started shaking his back like crazy as he had a seizure. It's like a seizure, but I don't have any limbs right now, so I just look like I'm screwing around in the air. In this way, life before death inevitably craves reproduction.
Life and death lead to death.
Death craves life, and life brings death soon. Perhaps Death Knight did not appear before me to teach me these lessons.
"Our flag!! Where's the flag!!"
"What?"
Des Nights, who had been screwing around in the air for a while, shouted something urgently.
"I was ambushed! Enemies hit the flanks!! I was going to enjoy the festival with my wife when I got back! You evil necromancer! He locked us up!!! Let me go! We have to retreat!! Lateral ambush!!! Don't redeem me!! Flag has been hijacked...! You mustn't drop your weapon! Ah! Go there with my wife!!"
"You crazy bastard!!"
Fucking crazy horse.
It was a mischievous way to pour out words that were unpretentious and geographically outrageous. This son of a bitch is completely turned around. It's insane, it's unclear, it's fuzzy.
Is interrogation impossible?
Is there really nothing you can find out?
- Quang!
I hit his mark once with a stuffy fist.
"Meow!!"
Then, as if he had vomited like a goose, the piece of reason slowly spoke in a slightly glimmering tone.
"Ha.. What the hell is this place..? I can't see anything...!"
Good! Whether it's appliances or Death Knights, you have to hit anything to hear it!
"Calm down. You've been saved. Speak slowly."
"The Voice of Man...! Argh..! My head..!"
"All right, slow down. Tell me what you know. Now you've regained your mind."
"Mad...? Ah! It's not a long time for me to regain my reason...! Before you do that, hurry...!"
"Where did you come from?"
"I don't know! I don't know where! I was trapped somewhere I didn't know where! I can't remember as if I went into a black lake...! But I can tell! I fled all the way here and killed so many people...!! Argh!"
It was a confession of urgent murder.
"Why did you kill them!! Answer me!!"
"If you don't eat, the flesh will crumble and touch...!"
You little cannibal!!
"The evil necromancer injected me with such instinct!! There were a lot of people like me there!! We have to get the flag back!"
"People like you? Are there any more!"
He said it was as if the Death Nights were implying more. Even if you have a necromancer who makes these creatures, there will be more!
It was a strong Death Knight. It's not unusual to do research or experimentation to power this. They didn't do that once or twice.
"I don't understand...!! There is no city waiting for your wife!! I escaped! I have to go home! I took a faint crack and killed some of them and ran away!!! But my soul is already bound...! I was ambushed laterally and robbed of the flag...! There was a confusion in the command...! We have to retreat! If we collapse, the army will be defeated! Messenger! Where is the Messenger!"
It was impossible to interpret correctly because the words were so crazy, but the point is, this article felt like it was killed during the war and somehow escaped from the necromancer.
Is evil magic unstable?
So from time to time, you seem to regain your reason?
I don't know the middle course. Either way, whether you picked up the body of this warrior or summoned a soul, you experimented to bring it back to life... and finally allowed it to escape.
"I was bound and exposed to all kinds of evil experiments and spells. How many times have I seen flesh grow out of my bones...! The others have gone mad...!! Sewing the brain and the brain doesn't mix personalities! Changing the spine with flesh will not find the soul! So I couldn't run away with them! It's not my fault! Flag has been hijacked! Give the order, General!!"
"What the hell is a flag to you...!"
He was extremely obsessed with the flag and poured out his horse. Were you a rider when you were alive? Anyway, it was hard to understand, but it seemed clear to me what Death Knight would look like in the process of being revived.
"And!!!"
- Lightning!
Just then, Death Knight's body sprung up like a fish that had just been caught. Seizures are getting worse. It seems obvious that everything is collapsing, whether physical or rational.
"The Skeleton Wizard!!!!!"
"What...!"
In the collapse, the frightened Death Knight mentioned the Skeleton Wizard...!
"He is the soul...!!!"
"...!"
An important clue. I immediately listened and focused on what he said. I'm gonna have to remember what kind of crazy thing is going on and write it down and preserve it!
"Side ambushed and flags hijacked!!"
"Hey cheeky, what's a Skeleton Wizard?!!!"
Who the hell ambushed the side?
"Caucasian!!"
- Chug.
Des Nights threw up the bloody blood after my screams had gone awkward. You son of a bitch! Are you insane!!!
"Aw, fuck!! Crazy bastard on this flag!!"
No heartbeat, no breathing.
Can't you hear the testimony anymore? Looking straight at Risha, she stretches her fingers with a serious face and casts black magic again.
- I...
However... Death Knight never moved again.
Are you completely dead now? If you don't have the energy, you can. And it's not like we can bring him back to life. I took a deep breath and regained my peace of mind by sinking my fierce anger.
But there are a few things I've figured out.
"Fuck you, Amy."
"Let's do the dissection."
Yeah, we'll have to do the dissection.
If you look through his gut, you'll find traces of evil magic. I grabbed Lisa's shoulder, who was about to squeeze right in.
"Wait a minute, Risha. Maybe it'll explode or trigger a curse."
"Even the Maiden knows."
- Jiaying.
Risha develops black magic and begins to cut the abdomen of Death Knight.
"Argh... so gross...!"
"What the hell are you doing at war with?"
Hilde freaked out, and Karin showed interest in it. Unfortunately, there was no emblem in the armor, so the specifics were impossible.
"Did you dig up a body on the battlefield?"
"Maybe so... I don't know."
I answered heavily.
Currently unknown.
"Ha. That's right. This is worse than a real nigger."
"What?"
"No, it's dark."
"Freaky."
Death Knight's madness was real.
"Anyway, Scott. Do I have to tell you the truth when I get back?"
"Okay, but let's focus on what Risha's doing now."
First, you have to calibrate it.
- Back and forth.
After a complete dissection of Death Knight's abdomen and the flesh and skin of his chest, Risha summoned the tiny, barefoot hand and began to dig through and cleanse the viscera.
"Terrible. This is the Undead..."
"I don't feel the energy of life at all."
Leeds and Ari say. We were sitting around the body looking at what Risha was doing.
- Casting.
- Ooooooooooooooo.
Stretch out the seemingly distant viscera with a black hand on the snowfield.
In the era of imperialism, Belgians and Congolese had to kill innocent Congolese to extract their guts. But there's no way a normal person's gut is black. Belgians, who proved their hypotheses wrong, were furious and continued to hunt the Congolese while insisting that there must be a black gut somewhere in the world. In this process, the creation of a sport called the Congolese Built-in Extraction Competition to compete with each other, win the prize, and shudder evil is a famous story that anyone who has studied history knows.
Anyway.
These exudated guts were all cyanotic and appeared to be artificial organs created for some sort of evil purpose, rather than visceral. I've killed a lot of people too, so I have a good knowledge of the viscera and anatomy.
I dare say that this was never normal.
"Your gut is so weird."
"Yes... that's right. What the hell is this?"
In Karin's words, Liz's sister nodded.
"This is not a human gut."
Claudie sympathizes.
"Definitely not a normal viscera."
"Undead. I'm sure he's implanted with a functional viscera."
Everyone nods as I stretch my speculation.
Undead don't have to eat or breathe normally, so it doesn't matter if the gut is fucked.
Rather, if it's efficient, it's better to shove a customized gut in the necromancer's favor. For Undead, the viscera is not just a biological organ, it's just a component.
"The muscles are amazing... even the bones are very interesting. It seems to be a very old bone... Oh. I can't believe I filled my stomach with these things..."
Risha was a woman who had nothing to do with the necromancer, but continued to exsanguinate with great interest. Of course, none of us could have dared to assume the use of these crazy guts.
It's cursing and magic. And it was an inhuman product of paranoid madness. Ordinary people like us couldn't even dare imagine.
- Stop it.
And that was it.
"This is..."
"..."
The black hand that Risha was singing began to pull out strange objects from deep inside her body.
There were some shiny black accessories, some little sculptures and some punch-sized dice with geometric patterns.
What the hell are these?
"Artifact? Rishanni. Do you know what that is?"
"What the hell...?"
"I don't feel any kind of power or magic right now... at all."
Richa did not give the right answer to Winia and Hilde's question.
I can see all the fucking suspicious stuff. That's probably Death Night's power source or some kind of mental restraint? And how to stop the collapse of the body? That's what they put in the gut for. It would not have been for fun, so it would certainly have been useful.
"Probably because I'm using all my strength right now. He fought with me a little bit."
"That's a good chance. Anyway, I prefer to keep this..."
"Yeah, we should keep it. Can I do a little research at home and submit it to the church?"
"Do you give me permission?"
"Permission and what. First of all, Risha comes first."
"Huhu, thank you. Then I'll keep this."
I have to write a report anyway.
You can let Risha see it first and then give it to Saint.
The work was so swift.
Risha's summoned hand finally empties the belly of Death Knight. His skull was also incised, and it contained a black Orb that I had never seen before.
I didn't know if my powers were up to something.
It was a little broken in there.
It was time to pull everything out like that.
- Bloop.
- Glug.
"Oh, you're melting?"
"..."
As Death Knight's body began to disintegrate rapidly, he was painted into a seemingly distant essence. The same was true of the guts that were pulled out. All that was left was the seemingly distant armor made of inorganic materials and these evil and unclean items.
Death Knight, the soul that had suffered from this, returned to complete death. He's committed numerous murders. Of course he deserved to die.
But being fucked by a necromancer is... sympathetic. I tried to clean up by returning as accurately as possible the facts I had learned during my interrogation into my head.
It wasn't until recently that he showed up.
Then there is a good chance that Karga was manufactured somewhere in the kingdom. There must be a home for those pagans somewhere.
Above all... the Skeleton Wizard.
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