Former General Is Undead Knight

Albana, Lambert, who joined with a horse without a neck, was on the road to the city of Barilla.

Lambert was crossing a horse with no neck, but let him walk without running, pacing his blind albana.

The horse with no neck could walk flat with a lamveil equal to a metal mass, as expected by the lamveil.

Even if it does not extend to the horses Lambert rode in his lifetime, it is as large as the military horses of the Kingdom of Legions during the War of Unity of the Eight Kingdoms.

Lambert was disappointed that there were no horses in the city of Einsas that seemed to be able to run on him, but he was heartily delighted because a horse with no neck could walk on Lambert.

"Hmm, not bad..."

Neither was the horse without the neck that Lambert told him to do so.

The horse with no neck was frightened by Lambert, but Lambert showed no hostility after a battle, and admiration comes from his attitude.

Like men, beasts are attracted to mighty beings.

If the opponent is appreciating himself, there will be an applause there.

Even if Lambert was just crossing, the horse with no neck was nostalgic for Lambert as he went down the road.

Albana, originally a susceptible ingredient, realized that.

Leaks "cheeks" as impressed.

"Master Swordsman, that's amazing. It seems you have a charisma that leads to man, beast, and end up undead. If it were time, you would have been king of a nation."

When I heard Albana say that, Lambert stopped moving perfectly.

Unconsciously, his temper was about to leak out, and Lambert quickly squeezed his mind and shook his head to delude him.

"No, really. I wonder why you are traveling alone...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Lambert lost his life because of his overwhelming charismatic demise.

Lambert, who was always in a position to reach the crown of the new Legions Kingdom if he wanted to, was debated by his former best friend, Griff, for which he was to fall from a great hero to a great sinner.

"No, it's nothing"

"... it seemed like they were thinking about something?

Albana showed a slightly lost bare gesture and then said so.

I wondered if I should not ask deeply.

I was thinking about the horse's name.

Lambert returns the vibe as if it had been a lie.

Albania soon found out that was a lie, but asked nothing more.

"That's a good thing. If you're going to be your own horse, you'll need a name. When I first started saying I was going to be my own horse... well, I honestly doubted my sanity just a little bit... but when I calmed down like this, there were some things about him that looked cute."

'Cause it's the horse I expected.

Besides, Lambert also thought he deserved the horse he was now an undead.

It's not quite something that undead picks up undead horses, etc.

Besides, neither of us is in a state of confusion, and we maintain ourselves to a high standard.

It is very rare for an undead to be so self-preserving.

Lambert also felt destiny with his horse.

For the undead to preserve themselves, will, untrained and mana, these three strengths are important.

Normally, mana has the property of dispersing outside the flesh after the death of the owner, but the stronger the untrained, the harder it solidifies inside and remains in the bone.

The majority of death manipulation uses its residual mana to manipulate corpses.

Nevertheless, without the will to control myself, I can't keep my thoughts, and I just end up being the killer doll that the operator says I am.

Therefore, willingness, untrained and mana strength separate the extent to which the undead can retain themselves.

From that point of view, there was no doubt that a horse without a neck was a very good famous horse.

For the record, other important factors for the undead to keep themselves include the time elapsed since death.

Because the mana that dwells in the bone mutates or disperses, and we lose the prototype.

The same is true of horses who, even fifty years after their death, did not become merely an undead to ramble, but after two hundred years Lambert, who was moved as an undead to regain his self almost intact in his lifetime, was clearly out of standard.

"So, Master Swordsman, what did you decide on your name?

"Mm...?

I didn't think about it at all, so it is really difficult when asked.

Albana sees Lambert face to face, and when he does, he drips a cold sweat.

We knew that Lambert had misled something with Albana.

Still, in the course of the conversation, I just asked to connect the conversation, and I had no intention of getting him in trouble.

When packed like this, only mutual awkwardness solicits.

"... Chocolate, how about that?

Alas, Lambert said so.

Seeing Albana distorted his face, he added that to his excuse degree: "Because it's black."

"... No, I'm the one who did say that there are some cute things about this horse... Isn't that just how chocolate doesn't look...?

Arbana reluctantly says.

It was a good word. Chocolate on a giant horse without a neck is too inconsistent.

"Mm-hmm."

"Nightmare, how about that? Originally feared as" The Great Horse of Nightmare. "

"Hmmm... let's keep it as a candidate"

Albana holds onto her own mouth and laughs small.

"But so is the horse, but the swordsman has something cute to show you. No way... in that capacity, I didn't know the word chocolate would come out... No, I'm never teasing you! It's just, Chocolate, do you like it?

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Lambert answered nothing.

Chocolate...... Chocolate confectionery was once the favourite of the lord, His Highness Aurelia.

Aurelia was most abstinent in character, and she rarely spoke of chocolate sweets because she was thoroughly faking herself with a man to hold the throne in check.

For Lambert, it is a memory of a distant past, after it is all over.