Former General Is Undead Knight

A short distance from the Rambales, the ten adventurers of the city's first adventurer guild Dancing Sword were horsing through the Great Forest of the Lost.

"The Dancing Sword" is a legitimate guild, and there is also a great deal of trust from Count Mondo and the residents, lords of Barilla.

The reason they visited the woods is a neckless undead, not a 'Nightmare Horse'.

A recent report had been made of the discovery of a beautiful white horse demon with a horn on his forehead called a unicorn in this Great Forest of the Lost.

The horns of the unicorn have the magic to pay off fouling and are treasured as a powerful spiritual medicine ingredient to bounce off the curse.

Nevertheless, unicorns are vigilant and not many of them.

Unicorns themselves are also very fierce demons, and as such the rare value of the horns is very high.

There are always people looking for it, so it's not something extra somewhere.

An aristocratic maid hitting the remote edge of Count Mondo, who fell ill for this reason, was visiting the city of Barilla from a distant land.

Originally, the user was sent to pick it up, but the situation necessitates a sudden need, so he has been brought directly to the city of Barilla.

Since the city of Barailla is a developed city of Adventurer Alliance, most errands can be covered with Adventurers.

Count Mondo himself focused on the development of the Adventurer Guild, so the Private Soldier had only a minimum of fighting power.

For this reason, I have issued requests to each guild for a high price, but there were not many adventurer guilds who wanted to come there and participate in the "Nightmare Horse" riot, and the preparation of the unicorn horns was completely delayed.

The guild "Dancing Sword" is also finally ready to go on a unicorn crusade, somehow at the convenience of its top members.

"Leg, do you have any reaction from the perimeter?

A big man with sword wounds on his cheeks, red short hair, across the biggest horse, raised his voice and shouted.

His name is Fund. He had been appointed a leader by the Alliance Master in this unicorn crusade.

"Mr. Fund...... so far, no sign of a big demon...... Fear the 'Big Horse of Nightmare' as expected, or none of the other adventurers seem to. Ah! Now, between five hundred haynes (about five hundred meters), I've discovered a medium-sized demon. Then...... go on, there are signs disguised magic traces. likely noise, but be careful for once."

Responding to that is the short boy Leg, who is keeping the horse side-by-side behind the fund's oblique back.

My forehead is long and I almost cover my eyes.

He manipulated the horse, but with the opposite hand he stood his cane all the time, meditating his eyes, but was called from the fund to open his eyes and reported so.

At the age of twelve, Leg had demonstrated his genius of sensory magic and had become a sensible magician of the fingerfold, even in this adventurer's capital, the city of Barilla.

Because of his talent, he had also had considerable experience at this age because he had forced his father to accompany him on dangerous hunting since he was eight years old.

The fact that 'Dancing Sword' bought a unicorn crusade and came out is also a huge aspect of what I expect Leg to be capable of.

The magic of Leg will avoid the "Great Horse of Nightmare," and it is possible to explore unicorns.

Besides, some of Leg's magic confirms the direction, and he doesn't want to be imprisoned in the Great Forest of Lost.

"If anybody has the guts to come after you, they're on their way to retrieve the horns. You're too freaked out."

The female adventurer Tarmia laughs.

Golden long hair, too luxurious skinny body.

Besides being difficult to move and hating protective equipment and armor, she is the fourth most powerful member of the total thirty members of the fruit 'Dancing Sword', although at first glance too unsuitable for adventurers.

A quick bespoke double-edged knife that utilizes lightness is one of the top adventurers.

She had noticeable abrasions and cuts on her arms, chest, and feet just to favor high-exposure clothing for a few minutes, but that also played a role in her wild charm.

Following a medium-sized demon based on Leg's perception, finally a section of "The Dancing Sword" finds a unicorn.

Unicorn was drinking water, but caught their appearance on the sidelines, raising his face and roughing his breath.

The horn stretched from the forehead is longer than the head of the unicorn. Among unicorns, it's a pretty big horn category.

"Oh, you're a big guy... if they poke you, you'd be the first to help. Surround and fire the arrows! Leg's retreating, me, Tarmia, Merck packing the distance and slashing him!

The fund gives precise instructions, lets the squad splash and surround the unicorns to avoid letting them escape, and stirs and packs the distance.

Arrows don't prick too deep into hard unicorn skin. But it was definitely damaging.

Eventually one arrow hits the eye of the unicorn. Unicorns rage, head down to the thin part of the siege and run through the corners, trying to break through.

At that moment, Tarmia kicked the horse she was riding and jumped up, slashing the neck of the unicorn as it rotated in the universe.

"Yes, here!

A quick triple strike slashed the unicorn's neck.

Unicorn stares at Tarmia with her bloody bright red eyes and tries to kick her in the back leg.

A fund that was approaching the gap from the side slammed unicorn's neck with a huge axe.

A big axe pierces the neck of the unicorn.

Unicorns are very hard skinned and thick, which does not lead to cutting. But he succeeded in snapping the neck bone.

Unicorns fall on the spot.

"You're brittle than I thought. Unicorn, I heard it was a lot more mundane, but you didn't have to be so careful, did you?

"I came forward once, but you didn't seem to have my turn"

Torque laughs bitterly as he treats the sword he pulls out intact.

"You were too strong for me, Hach. It's a medium-sized demon. The main reason for the increase in personnel is the vigilance on the road. You're too dependent on Leg, and when something happens to this guy, he's gonna go extinct, right? Hey, it's Leg. Hold on, now we're not gonna make a name for ourselves again!

I joke about it as the fund walks down the horse and strokes Leg's hair with a wasp.

It is usually a leg that immediately looks up and shakes off, but today it is done but left behind.

"What's up, Leg?

"... it didn't seem like it was noise. We're rapidly approaching, and now, right there."

"What?

The fund heard it and quickly guessed what Leg was trying to say.

The fund seemed to have listened and kept it firmly in his mind.

That there is a hidden lurker who obliterates the signs.

What Leg picked up on sensation was a sign correctly disguised as a magic trail.

Killah, strange light runs in the woods.

"All, give in!

The fund sticks its axe forward as it screams.

The fund axe played the needle that flew in.

Other faces reacted to the Fund's voice and lay on the ground aggressively, dodging needles.

"Oui, oi, oi, oi. You guys are overreacting. I thought you were gonna fuck at least half of them."

From the darkness of the woods, one man appears.

The face is wearing white makeup, patterned in red from the top.

He was dressed in white and purple longitudinal striped clothes, and he was a man of all frigid looks.

There are lots and lots of eyes written from the top of the white makeup, but when you open your eyes, you hide in the raised eyelids, and the brutal triple white eyes appear.

"You... of The Killing Benders, Sub-Guild Master, Crown!

The fund is abominable.

"Killing Benders" was one of the back guilds, did not have a defined base and was acting on request while moving.

Although many of the constituents are orthodox guild breakdowns and chimps, they cannot be insulted and hung because the upper levels of the guild are planting unique fighting techniques.

Besides, The Killing Bend Horses has a lot of people anyway.

There are many adventurers who have been banished from the table without discipline, or chimps who have flashed their jobs.

They are gathered across cities, so naturally.

He is a good replacement for whatever it takes to die because he was originally just a gourd.

That number, in total, was supposed to be more than a hundred.

In order to command a huge number of members, the "Killing Benders" have three sub-masters, each acting half independently.

Crown was widely known as notoriety because it is a name in the man's "Killing Curves" and moves around more often on the surface than any other submaster.

But if you remove your unique makeup, you'll be completely lost in the crowd, so no one knows who Crown is.

All executives of The Killing Bends act in concealment of their identities with makeup and bizarre words and deeds.

"Well... you thought it would be easier to get to the unicorn, avoiding 'The Devil's Horse' if you followed us"

"As rumors have it, you're like the blame guys. The strike failed, so why don't you just disappear?

Listening to the Fund and Tarnja's voice, Crown deliberately bends his long legs and puts his hands on them to clear his ears.

"Ah? What? Too far off target, he's crazy! One is that we're not those people, and the other is that Omei will all die here?

Knock your hands loudly if you say so, and call to your surroundings.

"You can come out, Omei et al! I'm finding out now anyway. Hey, it's work. Work! Kill the man, kill the woman! Kids are useful, so you can dig if you want."

Crown makes a deafening laugh with a tall back voice.

From the back of the woods, the men appearing with their face painted headscarves wrapped around their heads.

Because of their unusual atmosphere, the horses they were crossing also looked somewhat creepy to the funds.

The weapons have needles, bows, swords, sticks and each one of them falling apart, with no sense of unity.

"Hey, what...?

What surprised the fund was its number.

Crown's men were forty. It is four times the 'Dancing Sword' on this occasion.

Not the first number that even a major guild can move. It was the greatest strength of The Killing Benders that could do that.

The fund looks around in a hurry.

Beautifully surrounded, no escape.

"Wouldn't you be surprised? First, I was tracking him, and the rest of him was letting him keep his distance and chase me. So, while Omei and the others were working on it, it's dimensional. Well, let's unveil the" Kill the Horses "song to the audience! Today's performance is in the upside down hanging experience section."

Crown sticks his tongue out and screams.

Masked legions attacked simultaneously.