Former General Is Undead Knight

Two men were walking along the dark, serious valley bottom.

One wore a blue robe deep and covered it to the eye area.

He is not as tall as a child, but he was not childish in the crimson eyes he peeps from time to time.

On his back, he was carrying a coffin the size of his back length.

The other was an old man with a bald, gloomy eye.

The two were human beings of the 'whistle blowing demon', an organization that conducts research into contraindicated witchcraft (a generic term for witchcraft with restrictions and prohibitions imposed by the state).

The constituents of "The Flute Demon" are made up of brilliant but off-track magicians.

They were known to have no hesitation whatsoever in murder, human experimentation or the exercise of anti-religious witchcraft.

Though also endangered by the country, the reality was little grasped by the immortality of Islam, and it was the current situation that had been left wild.

Robe's child's name is Maniga.

He was born a prestigious family of white magic that healed people's bodies, but now he betrayed his clan and entered the 'whistle blowing demon', where he was studying the magic of manipulating the dead, the art of death manipulation.

The old man's name is Bruig.

He is also a "whistle-blowing demon" person, accompanied by a maniga, who came to the bottom of the valley.

When I was younger, I was crusading around the demons that come from Mana's hoards, and I was known as a brilliant and good sorcerer.

But that was only tentative.

When Bruig was old, he lost his desire to explore the depths of witchcraft before he died and went into The Flute Demon.

"Sure, I feel the flow of mana. It's hard to see here, and even when people disappear, they don't question it. Grab the guy who walked by, and we'll have all the ingredients. I don't think they did it."

Bruig grinned at the cliffs and nodded his tongue.

Maniga puts the bullig down and goes ahead on a fast foot.

Bruig rushed after him.

Eventually Maniga stops her legs and crouches in front of the skeleton.

The skeleton was dressed in great armor, with a sword in his hand.

My armor helmet is falling beside me.

"Maniga, what's the rush?"

"... this skeleton, still inhabited by mana"

"What?

Bruig also stands beside the maniga and looks to the skeleton.

There is little dirt on the bones.

It is evidence that strong mana resides in the bone and is hindering degradation.

Mana is the divine power that dwells in all things, and can also be defined as a part of the soul.

After the death of the organism, the mana usually goes outward from the flesh and disperses into the air.

But if raw remains untrained, some of the mana may head inside the flesh and move to the bone.

It was clear from seeing that this bone had been abandoned for a long time, although the mana that dwelt in the bone would fall out if the funeral was performed according to the correct procedure.

"But this armor... I've never seen it. Besides, it's supposedly mainstream a long time ago, isn't it a full plate type? Yeah, what Mana's got for a hundred years?

"... This is a stash of mana, so it may also be easier to contain some degradation. Besides, he seems to have a great deal of untrained. This is going to be a good undead."

Maniga lowers the coffin he was carrying and opens the lid.

Inside was laid the medium of witchcraft, magic books and drugs.

"Well, let me show you Maniga's death manipulation."

Bruig hips at the nearby stone and places the cantera in his hand on the ground.

Maniga took out a can of metal bars and red and black liquid from the coffin and drew a large circle on the ground to surround the armor skeleton.

Next, remove the bottle and sprinkle the powder inside onto the armor bone.

This powder was made by crushing and mixing several demons.

Maniga touched his hand to move the armor skeleton a little further into the center of the circle and put his face to its weight.

"This armor... it's magic gold (organ)"

The magic gold (organ) was heavy and could not be properly dragged by the maniga.

"Don't be ridiculous, such as making armor out of demonic gold (organ). It should be able to move properly equipped with such a thing. Daimyo, the old golden aristocrat idiot would have made it."

"But the full body armor of the Demonic Gold (Organ) says there is a record that the Kingdom of Legions used in the War of the Unification of the Eight Kingdoms..."

"I would have used that for a festival or some sort of decoration. There's no way people actually wore it. Stupid historians just want to be funny."

"... I see, maybe the more you say it,"

Maniga pointed his wand at the armor skeleton.

Construct a magic ceremony with your head and transcribe it into the universe with the power of Mana.

On top of the armor skeleton, a glowing sorcery ceremony emerged.

"O deceased, obey me!

Behind the eye hole of the armor skeleton with the screams of the maniga, the bright red light lit.

Then the whole body rattled and trembled.

"This is the completion of an obedient corpse knight."

"Hmm... well, sometimes I'm just a descendant of a prestigious white magic clan. At that age, it was an arm to the point of horror. Lord Maniga is going to make a fun case."

"I hate to be let out to pick up the house, but it's an honor to compliment Mr. Bluig...... hmm?

The armor skeleton rose slowly.

Maniga was surprised to see that.

This time the undead created it in terms of leveraging the mana he lived in, so his abilities are based on his lifetime power.

That's what Maniga thought humans couldn't possibly move in magic gold (organ) armor.

So first, I was thinking about how I could take off my magic gold (organ) armor, but I never thought I'd stand up light as it was.

"... with that sword, let the universe be slashed"

When Maniga ordered, the armor skeleton nodded slowly and waved his sword.

Huge swords ravage space with tremendous speed.

A storm rolled in just one swing, and Maniga couldn't stand it and buttocks on the spot.

The hood comes off and a child's face that doesn't look good for evil becomes dew.

"Hey, what a force. Oh, hey, Lord Maniga, are you okay?

When Bruig hung up, Maniga was hoisting her mouth end and laughing.

"Nice... awesome! This undead isn't just anyone! As long as this guy is around, he may not be scared of the eyes of the Legious Kingdom's surveillance anymore!

Maniga shouted with much excitement, spitting.

"Ho, that's dependable. The mana in this vein may have strengthened the mana in the skeleton."

"There may be other good bodies! Mr. Bluig...... call on the 'whistling demons' in other parts of the country to gather your full strength! And I'm dropping the city of Leavel first!

"Sure...... I didn't expect such a powerful undead to be able to do so lightly. I thought I'd move up there to invest in the study of death manipulation."

Bruig grinned as he took a serious look at the armor skeleton.

"Yes! Let's do that! And slowly, I will turn the people of this country into undead people! Destroy the foolish kingdom of Legions who cannot understand the splendor of 'The Whistle Blowing Devil' and make them our slaves forever after death!

"Wow, that's great."

As they spoke with laughter, the body of the armor skeleton shook pickly.

"O, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh...

Bruig stopped laughing and looked at the skeletal armor.

"... hey, this guy, do you have any self left?

"No way, you just happened to pick up the words. If the lifetime untrained is strong, the case for a brief reaction to words in line with memory is well considered. But that would be all. It looks like a dead wreck quite a while back, and it's a miracle there's just mana left. There must be some self left..."

"Legious Oukok... The Kingdom of Legious, the Destroyer, Sen. The Kingdom of Legions is the no that will achieve Western unity..."

An armor skeleton waved his sword in a crosshairs.

"... Huh?

Maniga redirects the gaze she was pointing at Bluig toward the armor skeleton, leaking a startling voice.

There was a tremendous roar, and there was wind around.

Even though Bruig was a little far away, he was rubbed by the wind and bounced off, slamming his back against the wall.

Bruig realized that the blow he had made me try and slay earlier was just lightly wielded and not serious.

Bruig gets up coughing and wipes the dirt and dust in his eyes with his sleeves.

"Then it's stupid...... after all, it wasn't an old corpse! I didn't know you remained so willing to rebel against the Necromancer! Hey, Lord Maniga! I don't know what to do!

That's how I screamed. Next to Bluig, Maniga's upper body fell.

"... Ooh?

It is obvious at first glance that he is already dead.

"O, oh, I, naze alive te... Ah, ah, ah..."

The armor skeleton slowly turns to Bluig.

"Shit, land, be a swamp!

Bruig quickly shook his wand down and slapped the ground.

The magic formation rose and the footsteps of the armor skeleton sank.

"Ooh...?

The body of the armor skeleton sinks into the ground.

"Land, harden!

Continue to exercise witchcraft.

The ground solidifies with the body of the armor skeleton buried in the ground.

"Land, be a rock!

The earth gathered to the half of the armor skeleton, covering his body.

Soon, the soil changed the texture, and the rock mass quickly rose.

Bruig put his knee on the ground, breathing relief.

"Ha... ha... Apparently, you've fallen into a state of confusion while you're getting your self back. He was a total horror. Shit... Lord Maniga, you screwed up..."

Bruig then felt nauseous and held down his throat.

"Ugh... maybe I overreacted..."

The magic of instantly changing the shape of matter requires the corresponding mana as consideration.

Continuously shortly after breathing, even the mages of Bruig were overburdened.

Usually, this level of magic takes a little longer to exercise.

Let's just say that it's only because it's a bullig that we're done with this degree of recoil.

At the next moment, the rock splashed and the armor skeleton showed itself from inside.

The armor skeleton forcefully escaped rock restraint and danced through the universe, making loud noises and landing.

"Become...! Then, stupid!

Bruig retreated absurdly with his voice.

"Fire, burn him down!

A wand points toward the armor skeleton as Bruig holds his head in one hand.

The flame appeared at the tip of the cane, reshaped into a spherical shape, and then flew to the armor skeleton.

"Whoa, whoa!

The flames were scratched out as the armor skeleton waved its sword.

Bruig stomped desperately as he closed his eyes, overwhelmed by a storm caused by the wind pressure of his sword.

"Oh, my God, cod...... at the minute of the undead!

Armor skeletons stood in front of Bruig as he opened his thin eyes after the wind pressure of the sword subsided.

I'm waving my sword up big.

"Become!?

At the next moment, Bruig was slapped and slashed by the sword and turned into two straight pieces.

Pushed back by wind pressure, his body fell momentum left and right.