Former General Is Undead Knight

On the third floor of Count Mondo's residence, in the office, there was an engagement between the five adventurers of The Dancing Sword and the undead soldiers.

The room was desolate.

The desk has been turned upside down and the paperwork has been smashed to the floor, with a tragic body falling on top of it.

Count Mondo stood in the back of the room, sheltered by the fund, a red-haired, short-haired big man who is an assistant guild master.

"Ruh-oh!

The fund waves an axe to the left and right.

The forehead, top of the head, and lateral head of the three adventurers, who were turning into an approaching undead, are slashed deeply and crumble to the spot with zero brain plasma.

"The Dancing Sword" is a top candidate adventurer guild for the city of Barilla.

A few steps are more powerful than those adventurers there.

So if it was a fund that was an adjunct to Yunos, it was also somehow possible to deal with a line of undead plural.

But the movement of the fund is instantly dull.

The gaze was directed towards the three collapsed undead.

Baelisha from "The Red Mouse" is getting her tongue out with her unfocused eyes, Fluke from "Testimony of Yoshiyoshi" is crushing her face and not seeing it properly, and Marcis, Fluke's best friend, whose head is split left and right beautifully.

All three were opponents whose names and faces the fund knew.

The fund, which was well cared for per capita and was a commonsense person, also had many opportunities to be in the negotiating and exchange of information with other guilds.

For this reason his face was wide, and he was good at remembering people's faces.

Only now, that thing was pulling the Fund's legs.

"Gap, Riri Riri!

A long-sleeved man, bandaged all over his body, kicked up the fund vigorously.

The giant of the fund rises to space. Even though I managed to get in shape and land, the kicked area was clothes torn off and blood flowing.

"With disrespect, eagles and long nails."

A creepy, long-backed man laughs.

Not only the back length, but the legs and arms were also unusual human beings long enough to feel uncomfortable at first glance.

The fund can't even tell if the other person is a human or an undead made with a corpse.

Distracted by the undead miscellaneous soldiers, the man's movements were too subtle.

"You monster... if Master Yunos returns, you..."

The fund whines with a breath on his shoulder.

"Not a monster, no... Sure, 70% of the body is inherited, but 30% remains the same! Oh, my God, that's rude! This' Connecting Brucony 'is the biggest insult!

A man named Bourconi, with his arms wide bent, holds his head and sways his body, calls and scatters it.

The robe comes off and a bald, unusual head full of stitched marks is exposed.

The eyes, staring like corpses, had cooled off symmetrically with the passionate motion.

Count Mondo watched the exchange in a complex mood.

Yunos has just escaped, as far as the city Barilla is concerned.

I knew I had left without telling any of 'Dancing Sword' 's men from the way things were, but I had completely lost the time to let them know.

It also seemed that if the battle hand was dull knowing about Yunos in the present circumstances, Count Mondo's death would be neglected and the annihilation of the adventurers of the "Dancing Sword" who are here would be inevitable.

"Thigh here, Master Manzi is on his way, Ruru. All of you are more terrible than death."

A brucony takes advantage of his reach and punches him into a weaponized fund.

The fund takes it with an axe blade and pushes it back as it is.

The feeling of tearing rot to the axe.

Even though the mysterious red brown fluid leaked out of Brucony's arm, it did not appear to have led to amputation.

The Fund's axe is a weapon that presupposes closer treatment to blunt instruments, beating and cracking with more blow than sharpness.

But even on that basis, the brucony's arm is too sturdy.

Instead of being able to amputate my arm, I don't even feel like I turned down my bones.

The fund thought from the response and assumed that the brucony's flesh was close to rubber.

The whole body of the brucony is like a thick whip that specializes in shock absorption.

Together, there is no clear way to do this for a fund that cannot cut the meat of a bluecony.

Beat your brain over your scalp and you'll die just fine, but I didn't even think Brucony would show you a gap that would just push an axe against your head and shake it off.

Brucony waves his long arm down.

Just that simple move was a horrible reach.

The arm stretched slightly at the rate it was wielded, plundering the jaw of the fund, which should have gone out in time.

Some of the skin on the Fund's jaw is easily peeled. If it had been decided a little deeper, it would have been scraped to the bone and it would not have been possible to stand too much of a severe pain.

"Death, right!

Both arms of the brucony are swung down continuously to the fund.

The power is too heavy, even if you try to reciprocate it on the side of the axe somehow.

Take one, two, and third blows in the same position. A fourth time, slightly angled from a conventional attack, was dropped in an attempt to rub through the guard with the fund's axe.

"Yu, Master Yunos... I've come this far..."

At that time, the brucony suddenly flipped his body and distanced himself from the fund.

And he heard the sound of the arrows cut off the wind, and turned toward him.

Returning his body, Brucony picks the arrow with his long fingertips to his strangeness.

Stunning while picking.

For all I could think was that this arrow was unleashed by aiming between itself and the Fund and reading the corresponding movements.

It shows the quick movement of the brucony that the archer had completely read through.

"... interesting, good. Let's read this bullcony move and more......! This eagle and one battle now..."

Severe pain pierced his abdomen when the brucony showed interest in the archer.

There were two arrows. He flew in parallel to hide in the shadow of one arrow, and wore the abdomen of a brucony.

It was a series of unlikely speeds and accuracies.

The arrow was calmly choosing an unusually long steep point in the body of the bluecony.

"Here, kill..."

Three arrows pierce the neck of a brucony that damages its organs and groans vertically.

The length of the brucony collapses to the floor with an artificial breakage.

"You, you... who..."

At the entrance to the concierge, Robin Hood stands gently.

Surprised by that fact were the adventurers of The Dancing Sword and Count Mondo more than the unwilling undead.

"... have you come to fetch Non's neck? Before both the undead were killed, with their own hands, so..."

Count Mondo stares at Robin Hood after eating his teeth.

Robin Hood stares back at Count Mondo in silence.

"Why, why are you here! By the way, I can't believe you came out at a time like this!

Talmya, a woman adventurer, makes a voice that reveals her amazement and disgust.

The knife of Tarmia is dull and bounced by the sword of an undead soldier.

"Shit......!

At that moment, the arrow pierced the brain of the undead soldier who was opposite Tarmia beautifully.

It is clear that I helped.

"Hey, why...!

Even then, one arrow after another, accurately unleashed, defeats the undead soldiers with little or no resistance allowed.

Robin Hood enters the office where the undead soldiers have fallen and become quiet.

From the adventurers of The Dancing Sword, Robin Hood's actions are clearly contradictory.

Anyway, Robin Hood even killed his buddy by putting in a cross spear during a request for "The Dancing Sword".

Superior in skill, broken head hero. He is the worst madman.

That is now the support of the Lord, who was clearly supposed to be the target, and the opponent who once carried out the raid.

Even if you're on my side, it's not acceptable.

From Robin Hood, by now, there was no reason to kill the adventurer of The Dancing Sword.

Robin Hood had no resistance whatsoever to taking the life of the adventurer of Yunos' subordinate, the 'Dancing Sword', even if it was almost irrelevant, in order to give Yunos the same despair as himself and close to it.

That's all I resented Yunos for taking everything from me.

I was hoping that we could return even a tenth of the pain of being slandered and killed without one of our trusted companions remaining.

But I didn't have any of those feelings in Yunos.

But when he settled with Yunos, he found out that Yunos only saw his men, the "Dancing Sword," as tools, and at that point he had lost his reason to hang them.

The sense of loss that Robin Hood wanted to give Yunos was simply a loss of convenient tools, not a degree.

Nevertheless, Robin Hood also understood that he was denigrating himself to the same extent as Yunos, in the sense that he personally put the lives of others in his hands.

Now, I'm not going to be a hero again.

"It's a rumor, isn't it? There's a broken hero collapse on the disadvantaged side."

Robin Hood distorted his mouth and laughed, taking the gold out of his pocket and playing it with his fingers.

"I can't help killing you guys right now. You can't prove I'm up there unless you're a good person alive. For today, I'll keep you on my side. That would be comforting, wouldn't it, Countess?

"... Temehe, often then!

One of the adventurers of The Dancing Sword tries to walk over to Robin Hood with his sword.

The fund stops that.

"... not someone I can trust, not someone I can forgive. But if we fight Robin Hood now, that's all we have to do. I know how you feel, but keep it down. We'll just have to bet on his whim."

"Mr. Fund...... but......"

"I don't even see Master Yunos. Sometimes it sucks. I know there's something about each one of you... but now, shut up and follow me."

Heard Yunos, different waves stand in Robin Hood's heart.

But he didn't put it on the table, and he looked strange.

"Johhohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho...

From the front of the door, I hear a crouched voice.

What you see is a bald-headed, too ugly, odd old man with unusually long, many tumors on his raw white skin.

Behind it, five undead soldiers follow.

In it, there was a man with long, fine hair.

The eyeballs were dyed bright red, and the man with deep arrows stabbed in his back was Yunos, guild master of The Dancing Sword, which he turned into an undead.

With that in mind, the adventurers of The Dancing Sword and the Earl of Mondo froze.

Only Robin Hood stared at Yunos, who became undead with cold eyes.

Although I was in a hurry, I regretted that I should have allowed the body to be damaged more thoroughly.

"When the brucony gets hit, Robin Hood and I seem to be somewhat of a playable toy. Yohohohohohohohoho."

An odd old man, one Eight Wise Men of "The Whistling Devil," Manzie finds the body of his men lying on the floor, laughing happily.