Former General Is Undead Knight

- I, the Eight Wise Men of "The Whistling Devil", "Spinner of Truth".

I'm nowhere.

I've already taken off my vessel.

A being that just researches and just spins the truth.

Hence immortality, hence immortality, and immortality.

No one can do anything like reveal who I am.

All the research records in this city will be in me.

As long as this is available, you can discard it at any time, such as this city.

It was more of a place to throw away one day than it was before.

Once, my teacher broke the door saying it was an outside road because he couldn't help me.

But it was a mistake.

I sublimated my master's sorcery and got enough time to spin the truth.

This is a dream that many magicians thirsted for and scattered without fulfillment.

Of the many disciples of the Master, I was the only one who made it.

I have transcended my master.

Well, we can't stay in this land much longer than Viscount Lagard's conspiracy against the kingdom has been revealed.

But I still have things to do in this land.

I also call myself Research Madness and Tony Rail, but now I find value in out-of-the-box, instant pleasure.

Besides, the hammer must be lowered to the people who are now diving into the land and doing whatever they want.

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On the ground in Tethomburg, there was an appearance of Alante, a red-haired young man pushing and running a wheelchair.

The wheelchair also has the appearance of Elise, the subject's girl.

He was the usual way to take a child for a walk on the ground, but now the situation was very unlikely to be the same as usual.

"We have to run, between now and now! A little farther!

"... no, brother. There's no way you can run away with me. Leave me."

Elise says so in a trembling voice, pointing at the end of the road.

Alante multiplied the disturbance, freed the child he had been captured and fled the underground facility.

But it takes time to get away with the legless Elise.

The other children had no reason to wait for it, so they fled first.

"... your brother leads the children who fled first? You're such a great magician, aren't you, brother?

Elise says in a trembling voice.

If they leave me here and I can be found by the 'Angels of Death' people, it's not something I've figured out.

There was no way I wasn't afraid.

If they could be found, it wouldn't be strange for them to be killed by a stomach healing, and it was suspicious whether they themselves, honestly, were running away in this commotion.

Still, it was a desperate word to think I should be caught alone if I was to get Al Ante to take me too.

Tony Rail, deputy head of "Angel of Death," said he unusually likes Al Ante.

Elise was also well aware that Tony Rail was not a person who feared the extent of the Kingdom Soldiers.

I've heard stories of Tony Rail dissecting his child alive while singing his nose song.

Given his usual obsession with Arante, it was easy to imagine that he would always come after him to bring Arante back.

"In the first place, brother...... why, now? If you're a brother, you'd better get lost in the base move of other bad people to make sure... ah..."

With that much mouth, I saw Al Ante's bittersweet face, and Elise noticed it too.

In that case, Elise cannot escape to the end.

There can't be anybody here who can take her away with a handicapped leg.

Al Ante, too, had hoped, if true, that the 'Angel of Death' would put the child away and flee.

If that's the case, Elise was right, she should have been mostly cold herself, then misled by the base move and fled.

Tony Rail said this to the magicians of the Angel of Death who were there when Viscount Lagard was reported dead.

'We really still have time until the confirmation of the progress. It should have been all the samples... well, we had no choice, right? Everybody, let's dismantle and check the status. Just a little bit, and I want a corpse to hang the threat. I don't like being licked, so let's also kill samples I haven't got my hands on'

Tony Rail, no one, was going to live to miss it.

At that time, the actions to be taken by Alante were also decided.

No matter how unproductive the escape was, I had to bet on it.

"It's all right! The Kingdoms have entered this Tethomburg! The kingdom was moving faster than we thought! All you have to do is go to them and tell them everything and get them protected! Look, isn't that easy!

"…… yes, I guess"

"That's right!

In fact, a kingdom soldier is only a handful of soldiers in a unit for auditing that was coming to the realm, and never a force that assumes to deal with a group of magicians.

As far as Troop Leader Kreutz was concerned, it was still the current situation with his head as to why he was to step into the enemy's home of Tethomburg.

"But, but..."

Elise looked back at Arante and her expression froze.

As it was, Elise was stiff for a while, but rubs her eyes.

"Elise...?

"Brother, alle, what...?

Ahead of Alante looking back, something was running in triplets, in parallel.

That was an alien person, indescribable in a nutshell.

He has no arms and is wrapped around his body in a bandage.

The eyes are covered with bandages, and a large first painting from above is written like a child's graffiti.

There are many test tubes attached to the head.

The whole thing in it was strangely cuckolded and bodily and in the shape of a chair, on which, one man in a hemp bag sat and put his arms together.

The hemp bag is painted like a child's graffiti, with both eyes drawn.

And the aptitude wore the robe of 'Angel of Death', as did Alante.

"Ah, let's go, Al Ante, Elise. Tony, Mr. Rail's been looking for you. It's an emergency, so I want you to run away and just come home."

"F, Frandal......!

Turned into an alchemist for "Angel of Death," he was a criminal with a higher bounty than the kingdom, Frandal Lancooper.

If you ask "Flandall of Human Furniture," there are no people in the King's Capital who don't know.

Once, there was a year in a secure king's capital when he sent out more than a hundred missing persons in just one year.

And all of them were found in alien form from the basement of the house of the Lord of Flandal, who was a famous white magician in the capital.

Some of them, he said, looked like famous adventurers.

Most tragically, all of them were alive.

Some of them died debilitating in a matter of hours, having no idea how they were sustaining their lives because they had been transformed into too strange a body structure since they were protected.

Ultimately, the decision of the heretical Inquisition resulted in an euthanasia for all of them.

Neither did the heretical Inquisition, which is always condemned in radical judgment, raise any voice of condemnation at all this time.

Flandall was now hidden in The Whistling Demon and belonged to The Angel of Death.

"I was talking about killing the kids who ran away, so don't resent me. Okay? I'm sorry. - Elise! The truth is, I don't want to kill anybody, either! Even when we got into a scene in Wang Du. Come on, I didn't kill anyone, huh? It was another fool who killed him. You idiot, treat the artwork I worked so hard on. Come on!

"That sucks! How dare you, Frandal!

The pain runs in Alante's hand, which was distracted behind him.

Aim for the moment your hand floats, Elise rocks your body and forcefully knocks down the wheelchair.

The girl's body is thrown to the ground.

"E, Elise! Why..."

"Brother, go ahead... right? I think the other kids are very mindful. We're all going to get killed... but I'm sure your brother can help us."

I told him repeatedly to abandon himself, but he wouldn't listen, to let the imposing Al Ante escape, for a reason.

After biting his lips, Alante pulls out the cane that was caught in his belt and turns to the Flandals.

"Brother!

Shout as Elise blames.

Alante looks back at her with a cramped grin.

"It's okay... it's okay, I'm a genius. That's why they brought me here. So it's okay......"

"Dude, that's funny. I've thought of you for a long time just to come here on the recommendation of the nobleman! The only thing you like about Mr. Tony Rail is that it was just that buyer's taste side, right? Hmm? Did I make a mistake? I used to be a real genius, like a nobleman traveling long enough to bring his precious daughter."

Flandall shudders her shoulders deliberately as if she were laughing.

"Your most precious daughter kidnapped me after I treated her, and she became a piece of my art, right?