Former General Is Undead Knight

"Oh, you helped me where I was in danger. Thank you. I've never seen a swordsman as skilled as you..."

"I don't mind. I felt signs of battle, so I came running over."

After Robin Hood escaped, the fund lowered its head to Lambert as the representative of The Dancing Sword.

Others are treating the wounded.

The two bodies killed by the Killing Horses must also be brought back to the city.

"I'm glad we're on our way, but I didn't know the god of war would show up..."

"God of War......?

To its name, Lambert reacts with his shoulders shaking pickly.

Slight leakage of air from Lambert's body.

The fund, which perceived signs of inadvertence, spits with pleasure.

I was afraid and threatened by temper, but to the fund I am a benefactor of my fellow men and my own life.

He breathed and calmed down, calling out to Lambert.

"You don't seem to know the details, but you've heard rumors. Um, it's about the orange-haired guy. His name was Robin Hood, and he was originally an adventurer of the city of Barilla. There was somewhere past freedom, but it was overlooked because it had the strength to make up for it. I guess that turned out to be disastrous. So it grew, more and more self-serving... At one point, Robin Hood's whim came out of his lord's body and his guild adventurer was executed in total. Robin Hood has fled alone, but since then, the traditional bad habits have worsened, and now he's acting like only the earliest madman."

After saying that much, the fund groans abominably behind the trees that Robin Hood disappeared into.

"As far as what I said and did earlier...... the rumors seemed true. You must have come here in defiance of your lord."

…………

Lambert answered nothing, but the fund felt somewhat softened by the intimidation that had been released from the back of his armor, exhaling with relief.

(He seemed surprised to hear of the god of war. I didn't seem to know Robin Hood's face... but maybe there's something, something to it)

The fund was breathtaking staring at Lambert's armor helmet with that in mind, but Lambert has no idea about Robin Hood or anything else.

In the meantime, he just happened to live more than two hundred years of sleep.

It is more impotent to tell you to know.

If you take it from Lambert, a general who led the Kingdom of Legions to a step in front of the unification of the Eight Kingdoms in the first place in a time of war, he is an opponent of little fear, such as Robin Hood.

It was Lambert's standpoint that although he was quite the better of the opponents he fought in this era, the swordsman Hector, which Count Obock nevertheless had beside him, would be above him in simple strength and experience.

As a matter of fact, what Lambert thought of when he heard him as a god of war was a completely unrelated figure.

(... what, not like the great general of the kingdom of Berphis, the god of war Ardellites)

The god of war, Ardellites, was the greatest obstacle in the War of Unity against the Kingdom of Berphis in the Eight Kingdoms.

He is a man with more gigantic than lambal, waving a huge demonic gold (Orgon) axe.

Once Lambert was the opponent with whom he exchanged weapons, but the overall situation on the battlefield was at a disadvantage while the direct confrontation was prolonged, which took the form of withdrawing from Lambert once without a settlement.

Later, in another battle, we met again, but then the staff of the Kingdom of Legions worked out a measure narrowed to one Ardellites and went to secure his neck.

It was a double-triple insured measure, but was defeated exhaustively because he missaw Ardell Lights' bottom line, and at the end of the day, he compensated for the measure by Rambal's push, and captured Ardell Lights' neck.

It was just a difficult situation to say that Ardellwrights had already been injured before Lambert came to terms with winning with strength.

Lambert did not want to imitate his wounded enemy, but Ardellites' injuries were obtained in exchange for fewer allies' sacrifices.

I couldn't let my will pass.

But in strength, I was constantly worried that Ardellites would have been better up there, and because of that, I just overreacted to the god of war, which was his two names.

If Ardell Lights had been resurrected just like himself, now that he's lost his temper, he's thinking about trying to keep hitting once and for all.

Longer, but in short, Robin Hood had absolutely nothing to do with Lambert's reaction to the word god of war.

With a little embarrassment, Lambert feels that he was in the gaze of the fund staring at himself, pinching his cough to delude him.

Lambert had a bit of a natural place.

"But I didn't expect you to retreat that god of war Robin Hood lightly...... You, what the hell...?

"More than that, what are you guys? Besides, what about these rough guys?

Lambert turns his eyes to the masks who fall around.

"We are adventurers of the guild Dancing Sword. I was coming to this forest on a request to recover the horns of the unicorn. You saved me from being attacked by the guys who were wearing them. It was a really dangerous place...... overlapping, let me say thank you"

"I see, what are these guys looking for, horns?

"I don't know that either...... Maybe the goal was to stop us from getting the unicorn horn. The only thing I can tell is that these guys are just hired. I wouldn't have known the big deal if I let you crack my mouth."

"Hmm...... Is it okay to ask from what you were craving a unicorn horn for in the first place?

If it's rubbing, as a lambert, it's not vulgar to lend strength if the positions of both are clear.

"You don't know...? I didn't think any of the city's adventurers knew. Don't take too long to talk properly. We're going back to the city of Barilla now, so why don't you accompany us? Let's talk on the way. And I want to thank you over there."

"... Mm"

Lambert leaks his voice in a grumpy manner.

Hearing that, not just the fund, but other members of The Dancing Sword froze their bodies as well.

It is also clear that Lambert possesses sword moves like a god from instantly killing the masks and letting Robin Hood retreat.

If you're in a bad mood, they could all slap you on the spot.

"I'm sorry, but I'm still in the woods. If it's such a famous story, we'll find out later on our own."

The horse, still uncircumcised, remained in the possession of Arbana.

It's been a big deal since I showed Lambert my willingness to obey, but it doesn't necessarily mean I won't rumble out again.

It is necessary to avoid attacking people firmly and to avoid people's eyes.

Besides, you can't be seen in the face of "The Dancing Sword" where you're poorly taken around.

"Oh well... that's a shame. Be sure to stop by 'Dancing Sword' when you return to the city of Barilla"

This is how Lambert broke up with the members of The Dancing Sword and headed to Arbana and a horse without a neck.

When Lambert explored the signs and found them, Arbana was about to stroke the tip of the neckless horse's lowered neck… the cutting surface with an "oops" admiration.

"Are you back, Swordsman?"

As Albana looks back, the no-neck horse shrinks the giant and turns behind her to hide from Rambal.

"You've been loved by horses a long time."

"Originally, they are loved by beasts and plants. I just blew you a whistle, so maybe that too. And the swordsman seems to be scared for a long time."

"You won't be scared. Me too, it's faster to break with the wonder and the beast. The horses, of course, don't remember being resisted at all when asked to capture the fierce livestock that escaped"

"Aren't you still scared...?

Albana closed her eyes tightly and put her arms together, bending her neck wide.