Former General Is Undead Knight

Lesson 27: The Dead Gentleman Tony Rail ③

Tethomburg, in a room at the underground research facility, one of the eight wise men sits face-to-face with Luc Luc of Laughter Dogmatization and Tony Rail, vice president of the Alchemy Division, Angel of Death.

Tony Rail's left and right had the same caretaker and slave beautiful boy, but look treats it as something he doesn't have.

"... To be honest, when I first heard it more than Master Luluk, I didn't believe it, but it does seem to matter"

"Looks like you finally listened to me, Tony Rail."

Lulook tilts his face slightly to expose only his mouth and tells Tony Rail.

What we're talking about is a terribly armored swordsman who showed up on Baron Lagar's territory.

Tony Rail bracketed high about what he was up to when he first heard from Luke, but came here and the top magicians of "Angel of Death" refuse to keep in touch with him.

"The Kingdom's secret weapon, is that what you said? The land must be abandoned, but before he does, he must be killed here."

"Clearly, a pure sword move would even line up for the eight sages' strongest 'Blood Mist Knight'. You're not human, are you?"

Luluk says with a casual bare gesture.

Tony Rail frowns at the look of it.

Incomprehensible, it was a deliberate expression.

"Isn't that disrespectful?" The Blood Mist Knight "is a swordsman whose power our leader, the Immortal King, anticipated and kept closer than before the formation of" The Flute Demon ". There are swordsmen in line for it, so lightly spoken..."

"I didn't mean to say it lightly. Anyway, I'm never gonna bump into you again. If that swordsman hadn't been distracted by the spell Viscount Lagard had set me up with, I would have been killed for sure."

Luluk shakes his head.

"Master Luluk became the Eight Wise Men when he bought divinity and sturdiness."

Tony Rail's words suggested that Luluk, as the Eight Wise Men, had a narrow scale of witchcraft and low combat ability.

Luluk distorts his licence in a grumpy manner and stares at Tony Rail.

"Oh, hey, me, haven't they been fighting and selling since just now?

"What makes you look great when you lose and run away? You, compared to the other Eight Wise Men, one falls, doesn't it? I've been thinking since I first heard about the armored swordsman from you, but if you're seated to that extent, can I follow this?

Tony Rail turns a gentleman's grin.

"Watch your mouth, faggot."

Luluk lowers his voice and tells Tony Rail.

It was an unsuitable tone for the girl's body and her adorable frilly clown clothes.

"Robic, Nain"

Tony Rail calls the names of the two boys sitting left and right.

Robic and Nain stand up and stand in front of Tony Trail.

"Respond to my voice, come from the physical realm, and dance the truncated platform POLTERSIZER!

A magic formation unfolds, and a giant cage floats in the universe.

A total of six eyes on the blade capture Tony Trail and he flies in a straight line.

Robic grabbed Naine's butler's clothes collar and pushed him forward, shielding him.

The blade of the poltercizer pierces the lower abdomen of the nain.

"Ah, ah..."

Naine spits blood and peels her white eyes.

Robic rolls his body forward in the universe, pulls out a hidden knife on his hips in an orbit that hits the blind spot of Luluk, and sets it loose towards his chest.

Although Luluk delayed his reaction for a moment, he deflected his body back and paid for the throwing knife with a crimson cane in his hand.

Luluk shifts his mask and stares at Tony Rail with his eyeless eyes.

In response to Luluk's willingness to kill, Tony Rail flaunts his shoulder.

"It's a joke. Don't take it seriously, it's not if you're fighting internally. We'll take on that armored swordsman. If their momentum, they should sooner or later come into the basement of this Tethomburg. No matter how strong he gets in here, he can cook. In the meantime, Master Luluk must be hunting for some groceries."

Tony Rail flips his hand and prompts Lulu to leave the room.

Luluk glances at him after he stands up and leaves the room.

"If the 'Immortal King' knew that I had defeated the person from whom you fled, the position would be reversed, Huhuhu."

Tony Rail makes sure Luluk gets out of the room completely before turning a faceless look at Robic.

"Now, Robic, why did you give Naine the honor of being able to present and protect me?

"... because if I stay, I can help Tony Rail."

Hearing the words, Tony Rail breaks his face.

"Yes, yes! Totally, Robic, you always talk to me the way I assume. No, not at all, you're an excellent puppet of mine! Hahahahahahahahahaha! It means it was worth the effort!

"What about Naine's treatment? Not yet, we might make it..."

Robic turns to Naine on the side.

Naine had a more concomitant amount of bleeding than her abdomen pierced by a portacizer, and it was clear that it was not as long as it was.

"Ha, help... help..."

Naine repeats like a saying.

"Not necessary. You can do it here in Tethomburg, but it's an emergency right now, and even if it isn't, which way do you have to throw it away if the sequelae remain? If that happens, I'm kind of sorry. Naine is, well, not that good."

Listen to Tony Rail and look like Robic's doll.

With his eyes on Naine, the movement stopped for a few seconds.

"Did something go wrong?

"No......"

"Right. Well, we better get ready than that. Let that Phantom Look say that much, so 'The Blood Mist Knight' is not a swordsman in line, even if it is overstated. Nhoof, but if we get through here, I have a high calculation to put in the Eight Wise Men too"

Tony Rail gets up and walks over to Nain.

"Dear Tony Rail... Help..."

Tony Rail stomped on Naine's abdomen, weighing in, with a spare smile.

"Ah, up! Ouch! Please don't, don't...!

Tony Rail continues to kick Naine's abdomen as he mumbles the classic with his nose song.

It wasn't supposed to be particularly that he had a lapse, or that Tony Rail was in a bad mood.

Robic looked out for him and looked at him like that.

Naine's face becomes earthy, blows bubbles and cramps her body.

And at the same time Tony Rail cut the final bar in a rhythm, Naine stopped moving completely.

He was an artist who could do it because he was the deputy head of the "Angel of Death" who advanced the study of the human body and scolded the corpse.

"Todd, Master Tony Rail......?

"'Dedicated to the portrait of Miss Tio'. This country is really crap, but it's just great that it spawned the musician Raylette. Don't you think so, my dear Robic?"

"No, it's not, why Naine..."

Tony Rail looks at his feet and blinks as if he had noticed Naine for the first time.

Then put your hand on your chin, take a little thought bare gesture, and then nod small.

"Before you dump garbage, you don't have to figure out what you want to do in particular, you'll round it up with nature, right?

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Robic loses his word.

Tony Rail buzzes his shoulders and stretches his back as if nothing had happened, stepping on the floor and bouncing the blood on his shoes.

"Well, that's all I've slapped a big mouth at Lulu, so I have to get results. Now you're no match. You've escaped. Then, I'll be killed. Nhoof, just right for the chase"