Former General Is Undead Knight

Lambert pushes through the aisle of Viscount Lagard's hall.

He thought there could be no mistake in having Viscount Lagard ahead of him, as security had grown stronger every time he went to the back.

Even if we had a hidden passage available, tracking should have been easy.

Viscount Lambert was obese, and Lambert had gained information in the Glades about his inability to run satisfactorily.

Besides, he was originally troublesome and barely out of the hall, but has his obesity gotten particularly worse here lately, or is he rarely even out there.

(Based on the exterior of the museum... it's time for this neighborhood)

The spinning kick of Lambert's Demon Gold (Organ) crushes the door easily.

Behind the scattered pieces of wood was a girl wearing a face and a skinny man wearing noble clothes face-to-face.

The man was luxurious in his clothes, but his face had fatigue and agony, his cheeks were huge on the inside, the neighborhood under his eyes was terrible, and he appeared to Lambert's eyes as more of a poor man.

Around the man was a line of Viscount Lagar's men, seen by scattered Lambert on the road.

The girl on the face was sitting in a disobedient way, riding on the back of a chair and dropping her legs on the behind-the-scenes part of the chair, looking down at a skinny, thin man.

The private soldiers look at Lambert and raise their voices of consternation.

"And intruder......!?

"Stupid, I thought something was going on downstairs, but I didn't expect to get this far! I didn't know it was an emergency so far...!

The girl on the face looks at Lambert and flaunts her shoulder, slamming her leg.

"Not at all, Viscount Lagar's private soldier! Why don't we just send it to Tetmburg?

"Or give me a break, Master Luluk......! Wow, we can't help you any more! Wah, wah, wah, wah in the realm of wah, wah, wah...! And I didn't know! I don't know, because...! Wawa, I will never divulge information...! So, so, get out! Please!

The skinny man puts his hands on his head so that he can threaten him, intensifying his tremors.

"Huh? When the auditors arrive, I'll pull my hand, say you didn't? Um, come on, so come on, there's plenty for convenience, right? Am I stupid? Are you licking us? I wonder why it doesn't bother me that Viscount Lagar is not in a state where she can be pulled down anymore?

"Oh, please...... please! Please get out of here! Please get out of here!

Lambert watched a series of flows and grasped the situation in a thin way.

That skinny man is indeed Viscount Lagard.

Rumor was I was obese, but I heard it had been a long time since I had originally stopped out.

Perhaps in the meantime, he drained his spirit as he engaged with the 'whistling demon', assuming that he had become such a lean and thin figure.

"... well, but right now, anyway, I don't know if I should pin down the intruder. Fine, special this time, I'll clean it up for you. In the meantime, think about it while you watch. What happens if you betray us?"

The girl jumped up as she said and landed ahead of Lambert.

Put one hand on the ground in a slightly bent position and stare up at the lambale.

"Welcome, intruder, to such a lame, boring place on purpose. Most of all, it's not my hall or anything! Aha!"

"You, the whistling demon..."

"Haha, yeah, but isn't that all? I'm Luluk Luluk, one of the eight sages of" The Whistling Devil ". You're unlucky, when I'm here, I can't believe you snuck in!

The girl on the surface, Luluk, reached out one hand on the ground and floated his body, releasing a sharp kick to Lambert.

Lambert sets up a great sword to prevent it.

Three sharp metal sounds echoed in an instant.

But Lambert didn't make it faint from the spot.

"Chi!

Luluk taps Lambert's sword with the bright red metal wand in his hand and at the same time kicks the floor and leaves Lambert in between.

"With that little, this kick? You're bluffing."

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Luluk stares silently at Lambert.

There was a past in which Luluk had become an experimental object of the Alchemy Division, which hid biological experiments from the royal family, quite apart from the "whistling demon".

Small for that, but terribly physically capable.

In addition, as a result of the continued stigmatization of the body, the physical function had broken and growth had stopped altogether.

It was for that reason that he was not already a girl's age, but still remained young.

Its Alchemy Division had already been burned down by the hands of the Church's heretical Inquisition, and their demonic hands extended to the look of what could be considered a victim who was an experimental subject, but only she managed to escape, build on her achievements in The Whistling Demon and become one of the eight wise men.

"Aha, sounds like we're gonna do better than we thought, but if you think you can beat us to that extent, then so is the mistake."

Saying, Luluk sets up a crimson wand and waves like a circle.

"Respond to my voice, come from the physical realm, dance the truncated platform Porterciser"

The magic formation unfolds.

Each blade has three eyeballs, and a giant wax rises into the universe.

"Summoning magic, trouble."

"Aha, Ooh, you're sturdy and strong, so why don't we just go for a minute? I can't beat you if you're sturdy!

"I don't feel comfortable with women and children..."

The poltercizer moves around the rambale in a quick motion while in rotational motion.

With two free-flying polucisers and a body surgery that extends to the realm of the Superman of the look, few things can be safely accommodated.

But Luluk cautiously let Poltercizer fly around in time.

At a time when I had lightly prevented my triple kick, I felt something disgusting about Lambert.

"I wonder when I'm going to attack...... Yichi, Yichi, Yichi, Saan's Four All the Time!

Luluk also bent his posture and moved sideways around the lamveil, moving where he was in a position to pinch the poltercizer and the lamveil completely.

Porterciser was completely in the blind spot at this time.

(I got it...!

At the moment of that thought, the poltercizer was compressed by the Great Sword and beaten to the ground, causing it to crush.

The crack fragment splashes, lights up the light and the poltercizer disappears.

(Liar, totally, it was supposed to be a blind spot!?

I don't think Luluk is a good idea and I jump back.

But Lambert, who had just come forward, shook down his sword in a look-alike manner.

Keep jumping back and sticking it on the wall to escape Lambert's attack.

"Aha, no, I'm surprised. But I'm intact..."

At the next moment, a vertical crack entered the face of the look.

Looking with his fingers, he glances through the grooves formed on his face.

(If it had been any closer than that, there would have been no way to evade this I had been slaughtered... even among the eight wise men, this me who specializes in melee combat, Master Luluk Luluk...!

"I don't like it, but if you're the Eight Wise Men, let me finish here"