Former General Is Undead Knight

In the basement of a magic equipment grocery store in the slums of the city of Baraila, Lambert was confronted by twelve magicians.

"I'm sorry to hear that. You uncovered and accidentally infiltrated the Ajito of our back guild, The Clock Tower of the Dark Night... is that what you were going to do? No, I led you here. Heard there was a guy sniffing around like a dog about us?

The oldest of the twelve magicians, a man in his mid-forties, called to Lambert.

It was characterised by tattoos carved on the face and cloudy triple white eyes.

The tip of the tongue peeking from the mouth is accompanied by a piercing of gold.

His name is Nidovar. He is a sorcerer with two names: Nidovar the Viper.

He is the guild master of the back guild, The Clock Tower of Dark Night, and has received nomination arrangements within the Kingdom of Legions.

"There was a woman who cried at you, wasn't there? The" Clock Tower of the Dark Night "killed my lover, asking me to avenge him. I'm sorry to hear that, that's my woman. Pretty pretty, huh? Funny how you hooked me up."

Nidovar says, the other magicians laugh out loud.

"Bag of rats, you armored bastard."

"Master Sasasu Nidovar! If you know you're being chased around, you'll be on the offensive immediately."

"Beg for your life. Look at that, okay? If it's funny, Master Nidoval might miss it, huh?

After a while, Lambert zeroed as disappointed.

"I came to see it at first sight... was it still just a trinket? Wasted my time."

Dropping his shoulders, laying his hands on his armor helmet and depressing, the magicians surrounding him in circles begin to put their canes on each one.

"Don't kill me. I don't know whose orders he was probing us for!

As I signaled that voice, flaming demon bullets were unleashed simultaneously.

At the next moment, the appearance of Lambert, who should have been lying on his face, interrupts and appears elsewhere.

"Ah...?

Lambert scratches the fiery demon bullets unleashed irregularly, as if they were not wrapped in armor or or something.

Compared to the divine speed before, it was equal to stopping such as flaming demon bullets.

Interrupt, show up, interrupt, show up. Nidoval and the others were unable to cope with the motion, even though it was supposed to fit within sight.

Lambert shows himself before one of the sorcerers who was lined up in a circle.

"Ah..."

Shortly after the sorcerer noticed Lambert's approaching, a wielded sword snapped the sorcerer's neck and the kicked torso was slammed against the back wall.

Jump immediately to the side and snap the magician's neck next to it.

When it's over, I'll run back to the next magician.

"And stop! Stop!"

One of the sorcerers turns his cane to Lambert.

Even as he tried to shoot the demon bullet in with his trembling hand, he was losing the pressure of Rambal coming from the front, unconsciously lowering his hand.

As a result, Lambert inevitably strangled him with complete irresistance.

Lambert runs like a circle, slashing and killing one sorcerer after another that was surrounding him.

The last one was Nidovar.

"Yes, don't worry about it! Come on, Viper!

From the tip of Nidovar's cane, a serpent with three bright red body surfaces is released upright, aiming at a lambale.

It is a snake of mana's made deceit, but until its mana is exhausted, it shows a movement similar to that of the one with the will.

and thus follow irregularly in the air, avoiding,

There are also three of them, and it is difficult to avoid them altogether, released from close range.

Besides, he has a fierce poison that deprives the subject of consciousness simply by plundering him into his fangs.

If you touch the scales, even if they are not fangs, the area will become paralyzed and unable to fight fully.

It is a troublesome flying tool.

It was magic also synonymous with Nidovar.

Naturally, it doesn't make sense to Rambal opponents.

Lambert turned the great sword around to draw a circle and played the heads of the three fierce serpents.

Even if it had been left alone, it had been played and crushed by Lambert's Demonic Gold (Organ) armor, but Lambert had an attachment to this armor, which could only be given to the Four Demons, and hated to be defiled by the poison of a dirty snake.

"Ma, wait! Oh, oh, my back has that" Kill the Horses "thing on it, huh? If you kill me, you'll be chased from them for the rest of your life! If that happens, you'll live in their shadows frightened for the rest of your life. I need a safe night to sleep..."

"Hate, but no need for sleep."

In the first place, Lambert just recently killed one of the sub-masters of The Killing Horses.

If I could have seen it, it would have been followed at that time.

There is no point in succumbing to such threats now.

Lambert's unleashed poke pierced Nidovar's chest and skewered him to the wall.

Nidovar's body floats in the universe, his hands and feet dripping. When the great sword was pulled out, Nidovar fell to the floor.

Lambert looked down at Nidovar's dead face, then shook his head and sighed.

"... that's a hassle"

Lambert was on his own investigating the 'whistling demon'.

If "The Whistling Devil" intends to launch an assault on nearby city of Barilla, it is believed that he is already lurking.

He was gathering information and exploring what was becoming a cradle of frigid magicians, wondering if he could crush them by hitting the lead.

Lambert returned the Great Sword to his sheath and followed the stronghold of the "Clock Tower of Dark Night".

Walking through the ghetto afterwards, a beggar wrapped in a dirty jointed cloth caught his eye.

It was not an uncommon appearance in the Glades, but it was for a moment that I felt murderous.

When Lambert stopped his leg, the beggar rose and ran out in the opposite direction to Lambert.

Seeing that run, Lambert was convinced.

It is Robin Hood, the god of war, who is wearing a beggar disguise.

Hiding his identity, he ran into Lambert as he walked through the city of Barilla, and decided to flee at once, realizing that he could not be deluded.

Lambert also quickly follows Robin Hood.

"Sorry, I'll take it."

Robin Hood kicks the man who was walking with the horse and rides the horse lightly, letting him kick the side of his belly with his leg and run.

The people who are with us rush to clear the way when they are caught.

(You managed to escape. I can't die yet... But run a horse in the street. Oh, don't make the evil stand out. Get off in the right place...)

I slowed the horse down. That's when I get screams and cheers from behind.

A footstep as loud as a horseshoe goes into my ear.

Robin Hood, who in addition felt murderous, looked back, wondering no way.

Robin Hood looks back.

At the end of his gaze, he saw a man of great armor coming towards him at a speed no less than that of a horse.

"... you're a bad joke"

Robin Hood takes off the cloth for the disguise as he increases the horse's speed, holding the bow he had hidden in it in his hand and just looking back at his body.

And I shot an arrow at Lambert who was coming after me.

Lambert slaps and drops it without hesitation.

I didn't see any slowdown at all.

Robin Hood's face turned blue.

That's just impossible. Too cod.

(Damn...... if you're a horse lover seraph, you can get away with it!

Even through the streets of the Glades, there is no deceleration in Lambert.

It is a run that does not make you feel fatigued.

There are more people from here.

Robin Hood, who stepped that nothing could be done, kicked the back of his horse and jumped up, circling around in space before landing.

He went into a narrow path and tried to escape.

Immediately, he tried to rush to the side of a large building that was nearby, stopping his feet perfectly.

…………

Lambert was surprised at how Robin Hood was doing.

If you stop your legs, that's more likely to catch up to you.

Why did Robin Hood come here and abruptly stop on his feet when he stopped walking at all costs based on the risk that his identity would be exposed and acted enough to rob a passing horse without hesitation?

Robin Hood's current building door is kicked from the inside out.

From inside, the adventurers crawled out overflowing looking like they were murderous.

The adventurers are peeling their white eyes and drooling of covetousness from their mouths.

And in common, they seemed to move slightly stiff and have a strange habit.

From the way it looked, it was overwhelmingly lacking in vitality.

(That look...... inaccurate movement, massive death manipulation!?

There are no humans in the city who imitate large death manipulations.

"The whistling demon" was set in motion, Lambert guessed.