Former General Is Undead Knight

Behind the underground research facility, Tony Rail, deputy head of The Angel of Death, was sitting in a chair and gracefully legged.

"… So, my dear Robic, what is the report?

Heading to Tony Rail, Robic, the boy who was made into his toy, was poking his knee.

"Apparently, there's a bunch of intruders"

"I know. I invited you. To that end, we purposefully returned our" Angels of Death "proud superior sorcerers to the facility at this time. To make sure I call you in and kill you without one left..."

The Angel of Death, headed by Tony Rail, brings together some of the most knowledgeable and proud of the anti-national sorcery organization, The Flute Demon.

It was rumored in the organization that one Eight Wise Men, the leader of the regiment, "Spinner of Truth," was an ancient stock that belonged to the early days of the formation of "The Whistling Devil," and that rumors say he is at least a hundred years old.

After the head of the Eight Wise Men, the Immortal King, and his assistant, the Blood Mist Knight, he was even hailed as the third most powerful of the Eight Wise Men.

It brings together the top magicians of the Angel of Death.

Tony Rail was absolutely confident.

No matter what enemy strikes, there is no way to talk about it.

He took the Cage Castle measures in the first place, not to alarm the enemy, but to never miss the intruders.

"… to its intruders, the sorcerers of the 'Angel of Death' seem to be losing their standing. If things go wrong, we haven't heard from the magician heading into the entrance area."

"... hmm? Hahaha, Robic, you haven't been witty."

"Dear Tourenigou of" The Practitioner of Death and Life, "two Halmaine brothers of" The Hands of God, "" The Laughing Headstand "Barenman... There must have been some of his men in the front area who are executives, but I thought they were probably wiped out..."

Tony Rail stares at Robic's face.

Robic looked up slightly, as if to peek into Tony Rail's expression.

On the boy's expressionless face, a cold sweat was dripping.

"How do you do?

"... Hey, slaves, don't fool our 'Angel of Death'. Don't make me say it again and again, your jokes are inferior to horse shit too. Shall I crush that uncomfortable voice's throat? Aren't you on track because I was a little sweet?

Wrinkles lean over Tony Rail's face, making the tone rough.

"But it's true..."

Robic's answer remains the same.

My face is fading and my lips are shaking.

There is no color of ridicule in the boy's face.

Tony Rail thinks as he holds his forehead with his index finger.

He gathered beautiful boys in his hobbies, tortured and brainwashed more thoroughly using witchcraft, and enslaved them.

It's hard for them to think about lying or betraying you.

It is governed by thorough pain and fear.

No matter how much they hold a grudge against Tony Rail, there can't be enough courage left to just stick a knife up the sleeping Tony Rail's neck.

Tony Rail knew best about that.

But even so, things were not acceptable now.

(What do you mean? Weren't you only part of the Kingdom Scout Corps that came to Tetomburg? Something's wrong. At some stage, I just think the information was being disrupted. Too, the other side moves too fast. A spy was diving in? But our activities should have started to be jeopardized only after Count Obock stepped on the dumb)

Tony Rail slaps the floor with a knack and a leg, as irritating as it gets.

"... was this where you found out? At a time like this, there is no such thing as" Spinning Truth "......!?

Tony Rail suspects that he was being danced with false information.

No matter how much, I can't imagine being attacked by one reconnaissance unit.

It is alarming information, and in fact, if you think that other troops are moving to the destruction of the 'Angel of Death' in more than one way, then Tsuji still fits.

"Fine...... I don't know if it's the Kingdom Soldiers or the Church guys, but the challenge, isn't this Tony Rail going to take it"

Tony Rail takes a seat and walks to the exit.

"Robic, gather my slaves and keep them aligned in the aisle. Then there's the number of people, the offset sword."

"... offset sword, right? Yes, sir."

"Don't check, you'd have heard me well, wouldn't you? It's on both sides of your head. Is that a decoration?

Tony Rail stops his leg, picks Robic's ear, puts his nails up, and pulls momentum well.

"No, I'm sorry. Get ready immediately."

"It's a top priority. Tell him if he's late, he'll make a specimen alive later."

"Yes."

Robic bows his head and leaves the room early enough.

Tony Rail laughs with his nose after losing sight of Robic's back.

"I don't know how many will survive later."

Less than five minutes later, the beautiful boys in butler clothes, slaves of Tony Rail, gathered in the aisle of the underground research facility.

Tony Rail points with his fingers and counts the number of people each.

"... seven people? There don't seem to be enough of all four, Robic."

"... the parameter fell after Tony Rail's education yesterday and that was clear, but the death seems to have been confirmed earlier. Raleigh said he was dying in the bathroom."

"What, sloppy. That's a big difference from you, Robic."

Listening to Tony Rail and Robic, the face of a shallow boy still joining Tony Rail's slave distorts into fear.

In the face of the boys long in the service of Tony Rail, little has changed.

There are only a few things here, such as a coworker dying.

If you overreact to that, if Tony Rail is in a bad mood, that alone can lead to torture and death.

"Shelf left me thinking I wouldn't make it because I heard he was away now. Naine died playing with Tony Rail and Luc."

Was Naine alive after that?

"... the last thing that stopped Naine from breathing was Master Tony Rail"

"Oh, was I? I forgot."

Tony Rail rocks his shoulders like he's in love and moves his arms in a big way.

"So this is it? So why don't we go hunt intruders? I can leave this to my men, but they don't seem to have a choice. You guys, I'll give you special permission to walk ahead of me."