Former General Is Undead Knight

The building where the herd of undead appeared was the home of the large adventurer guild, The Army of Ghost Ants.

"The Army of Ghost Ants" is one of the leading adventurer guilds in urban Barilla.

Advantage to other guilds is their overwhelming number of member adventurers.

Not every single person is of high quality, but it is hard to exist to look around the entire Kingdom of Legions, such as a large guild consisting of a total of eighty.

Therefore, it boasted an influence that was never low even in the urban barrier.

The adventurers of that "army of ghost ants" are taking their lives, moving their bodies through death manipulation, and turning them into undead.

One adventurer after another, with each weapon in his hand, is attacking the passers-by.

The streets turned to havoc.

"Hey, why...!

"Run! It's insane how you saw it!

Those caught had been grabbed and surrounded by adventurers who had turned their bodies into undead and had been slaughtered by piercing their bodies with blades.

Are you irrational, some of you are biting at your attacked opponent?

Lambert's interest had already shifted from Robin Hood to the former 'army of ghost ants' undead.

In a straight line, head to the Alliance home of 'The Ghost Ant Army'.

"Wow, it's me! Mr. Edgar, go back to your sanity!

There was a woman adventurer surrounded by undead but desperately crying to one man.

I stood on my sword trembling hand, but when I saw a man approaching me with all sorts of shaking, it also took it off to the ground.

A brightly red, congested eyed man points two knives at her, standing on his hands, and quickens his footsteps.

When the female adventurer was ready to meditate her eyes, a cracked lambale dislodged the man's knife with an armored cage hand and bounced it off as it was.

A man's back flies away to entangle other undead adventurers and rolls down the ground.

"Ah..."

A female adventurer who entered the scene dropped her gaze powerlessly on the fallen man, then turned her slightly blame-colored eyes toward Lambert.

"That was already dead. I can't help you. Get out of here. We can't afford more than to secure a route for each and every one of them to escape."

It was a cold story.

But it is also reasonable.

Whoever caused this commotion is probably not so far away.

If we help each and every one of them get away with it, it will also lead to more deaths.

and there, an arrow is pointed from above.

The arrow accurately shot through the knee joint of the three undead legs to destroy its function and cause it to fall.

On the roof was the figure of Robin Hood, a beautiful young man with orange hair pulling a bow.

"That's a bad way to do chest shit."

He groans boringly and quickly sets up the next arrow.

Three arrows released almost simultaneously shoot through three more undead legs.

Conditions for stopping the undead, which is the subject of death manipulation, vary considerably depending on the magic technique.

Sometimes you just have to smash your head, and sometimes you crawl around even if it's one of your legs.

The best way to ensure powerlessness was to take the leg.

Either way, it's the first time he's as skilled as he is at aiming the moving undead joints from angled heights.

…………

For a moment, Lambert and Robin Hood's eyes met.

Lambert nods small and immediately shifts his consciousness to the undead adventurer.

It was the moment when a mutual ceasefire was promised.

If you look from Lambert, Robin Hood's criterion is dislocation.

The day before yesterday, I was just in the middle of an unprovoked raid on a good adventurer.

It is only a dead end, such as inviting a herd of orgasms to the city, fleeing and holding a grudge against the lord.

It can be said that it is clearly broken.

However, this time the opponent is too different in size.

The number of undead adventurers was low and estimated to be over fifty.

That alone would go far beyond Robin Hood's damage.

It's not like we're skirmishing an extra opponent.

- Now, miss.

That was Lambert's conclusion.

Robin Hood seemed to be pushing the undead from height to others into inaction as a matter of priority.

The act is also gratifying to Lambert.

Without any heartache, we can find the main culprit of the undead commotion.

Defeat it poorly and you'll get more damage.

Now we just have to leave it and look for Robin Hood again after the commotion settles down again.

"Ha!

A luxuriously wielded blade slashes the undead in two.

I have no hesitation in its behavior.

Whether you're human or not, you're just an undead now.

No need for love on the battlefield. Even in the Age of the Unification of the Eight Kingdoms, such as the sorcerer who manipulated the corpse to fight, it was as much.

If you're worried, it's a gap.

It was also in Lambert that he slashed his men's necks.

"Hiya! Help me! Help me. Yeah!

There was an old man running down the ground.

I have something in my arm.

Lambert bends his legs when he puts the man's figure in sight, jumping momentum well to block him in front of the man.

And with a great sword, he unleashed a slash like a sword from under the diagonal.

"Ahhh! Hey, why..."

The man's body rips in two and falls to the ground.

On the ground, a broken black crystal fell. As I signaled it, the surrounding undead spits a mixture of green and red liquid out of his mouth and collapses on the spot.

The broken black crystal disappeared to evaporate.

Dead black crystal...... it is a crystal, with the power to rule the undead in herds.

The majority of its ingredients are accounted for by the operator's mana.

Produce Dead Black Crystals before exercising Death Mana to manage the undead.

Lambert's sense of smell as undead sniffs the living.

That's because we sense mana, the root energy every organism has, from which we discern if the subject is a living or not.

That's why Lambert has been able to sense a chunk of mana since he became undead.

It is also for this reason that I became aware of the suspicion of a man fleeing.

The man was posing as the victim and running around within the effective range of the Dead Black Crystal.

…………

But it's weird.

Lambert had no idea that this man could have killed all the 'army of ghost ants'.

If you think that there were more than one when you raided and that you were only entrusted with the management of the Dead Black Crystal, Tsuji fits.

And as to back it up, there was screaming even from a distance.

Nor is that from one direction. At the same time, it is rising from several locations in the city of Barilla.

One of the branches of the road, an arrow stabbed him.

"I'm going that way. You go against it. I don't think it's a bad deal."

Robin Hood's voice comes from overhead.

Certainly more than too broad a scope, the powerful scatter less damage.

Plus for Robin Hood, splitting it between two hands would mean less risk of being used and disposed of on the spot.

Once you are done with your role, you can escape lightly as you are.

…………

Lambert ran, turning his back on Robin Hood.

When Robin Hood stepped down to the ground, there was no sign of Lambert anymore.

"There's a lot of noise to do... well, then they're not happy either."

Robin Hood turned his face toward Lambert's departure and muttered small.

Robin Hood whistles.

Pale his famous horse, Seraph, shows up running through a ragged street.

Robin Hood rode on its back and ran his horse in the opposite direction from Lambert.