Former General Is Undead Knight

Glasco, the head of the private army regiment held by Count Mondo, led the majority of the private army to the central part of the city of Barilla in order to suppress the uprising under the life of Count Mondo.

That number climbs close to a hundred.

In the central part of the city of Barilla, there is inherently little point in turning private soldiers towards riot suppression.

Because there is the headquarters of Silver Will, a powerful guild that supposedly falls within third place, in the city of Barilla, known as the capital of adventurers.

There are also mid-level guilds dotted around it.

Michaela, the guild master of "Silver Will," is undoubtedly a culminating strength in the urban Barilla woman adventurer, with excellent personality and a strong sense of justice and self-esteem.

I'm not a person who's been made noise and nursed in front of headquarters.

But Count Mondo, who had stepped up his guard against the 'whistling demon', took a heavy look at the situation.

The information was still uncertain, but they thought they had moved and decided to tear down a lot of personnel.

Fortunately, the adventurer of The Dancing Sword is in the hall for measures against Robin Hood, the god of war.

It was a decision to believe that the security of the building would fade in front of the enemy, but that they should make up for it.

"Chip! The Count will take us far and leave them on his knees."

Glasco vomits ill, taking his men to the centre.

If you look from Glasco, it's such a boring job.

For it was too unrealistic a story, such as what a group of sorcerers who had stepped off the road would do with the Kingdom of Legions, which had kept a long peace after the War of Unity of the Eight Kingdoms.

Riots, etc., will be around the time when 'Silver Will' is finally cracking down.

For an insurer like this, I wish I could put him out using an external 'dancing sword'.

Isn't Count Mondo going to put us aside and put them in full force in the primary battle of private soldiers?

Thinking about it, Glasco got even more upset.

I know that Glasco and I are inferior to Yunos in strength.

But approaching the spot, seeing people screaming and laughing wildly, and people running away, Glasco just changed his mind, too.

"Great......! He's a private soldier for Count Mondo... Great...!

The residents, who usually just let evacuation gaze far away at the tyrannical private soldiers, now cried when they saw Glasco.

"Hey, what! What the hell is going on!

Glasco, at the head of a private soldier, asks the woman of the inhabitants who approached her and poked her knee and lay down her face.

The woman answered Glasco's question, keeping her head down and looking at the ground whether she was exhausted.

"The people of Silver Will are attacking the people around!

Hearing that, Glasco flashed.

What was rampant was the top adventurer's guild, The Will of Silver itself.

If that's true, it's not Glasco's enemy.

There is a clear difference in personal proficiency between a private regiment of kinship preferences and The Will of Silver, which has won the world of meritocracy.

"Then don't be silly! If you want to conspire with me, you can't do it!

Glasco's giant grabs the woman's collar and lifts it.

But there is no color of fear in her eyes. There is but a sickle.

"My husband... my husband... was murdered... by Michaela..."

I could not feel any falsehood in the way it looked.

Greasy sweat drips from Glasco's forehead.

After Robin Hood, the god of war, disappeared from the city of Barilla after causing a major incident, one of the most popular adventurers in the city is said to be Michaela, the guild master of 'Silver Will', the sword-wielding goddess.

The glamour of her appearance and her core personality undoubtedly drive its popularity, but it is undoubtedly her strength that made that popular big book.

We have to turn back.

It is already an anomaly that we have not yet seen 'The Will of Silver', but there is still no indication that the noise will be collected at all.

Confronting it was essential the power of the 'dancing sword' to refrain from the hall.

I would like to die for nothing.

".................. chip. Hey, you guys!

Glasco rolls the woman to the ground and looks at her men.

"Oh, you know, private soldiers......!

A woman of the inhabitants calls desperately to Glasco.

But Glasco doesn't look back.

I know what you're trying to say.

Stop them, and even if you can't do that, use the time the other inhabitants have to flee, he said.

Idiot, I think Glasco.

It's life that's hanging. Who would be happy, such as throwing it up and selling it to sacrifice?

At that time, in the back of his head, a figure of a man with a great armor who slammed himself down appeared.

'... in your words, adventurers and private soldiers mean something completely different. As for war, many adventurers leave the land. The difference between an adventurer hired on the spot and a private soldier who has always had a hand. How many lives do we put aside when this land is truly in danger?

"I don't think those private soldiers can be of any use at this point."

I knew it even if they didn't tell me.

Failure to fully discharge his responsibilities as a private soldier, etc.

How many dead people will come out if we run back here immediately?

'... what a pity. If you are a soldier, why do you imitate the Lord's face like mud? "

Gilli, bite your back teeth.

Glasco's left teeth are mostly stuffed because they were snapped in a personal fight with Lambert.

(Well, the stronger you are, the better. Beautiful or whatever, you'll be able to press it through...)

No matter how much training you build, there is a difference in talent.

Even Glasco is more confident in his arms than any of those second-rate guilds.

Still, this city of Barilla is home to many adventurers.

I can't add more strength than a first-rate guild to it.

One in every dozen people has a skewed array of delicacies.

Never admit, however, that there are as many adventurers around who are stronger than themselves, the direct reports of their lords.

Glasco thinks that he may have been rotten in that plank.

Once Glasco was thrown out of the house in exile while he was his eldest son, and he headed to be pushed to Count Mondo.

Everywhere he said he was a troublemaker, he was smoking like that.

But Count Mondo welcomed himself warmly.

At that time, I did try to put my life at risk, I should have sworn.

"... you guys! From here on out, it's dangerous. I don't even know what's going on! We could be wiped out! Still, only those who are prepared to fight, follow me! If they pull my leg, I'm in trouble!

Glasco's voice was slightly trembling.

He was paralyzing his fears by putting his strength on his likely drawn face and inspiring himself with a squeezed out loud voice.

"G, Lady Glasco......!

It wasn't like I didn't have loyalty with my men.

Sometimes we were worried about our current situation.

After seeing each other face to face, he raises his weapon in his hand and overhead, expressing his willingness to fight.

"Dear Private...!

A woman of the inhabitants looks up at Glasco.

"My name is Lady Glasco! Don't forget!"

Raising his anger, Glasco turned to the center of the noise.

Those who left the squad were not alone.