Former General Is Undead Knight

Following Tony Rail's orders, the six children split up and approached Lambert to surround him.

"... stop, you are threatened, but if you hold that sword, you will die"

Lambert's voice blunts the footsteps of some children.

Mental restraints from Tony Rail varied individually due to the length of time since he became a slave, his personal qualities, and the degree of favorites from Tony Rail.

Tony Rail did not apply a nasty brainwash that would stop his hand with words from a third party, but still, strays arise.

As a result, the timing that should have taken place simultaneously was slightly uneven.

One boy bows his back and advances to Lambert.

"That's good, Robic. I'll reward you when I get back alive."

Tony Rail stretches his tongue out of his mouth and laughs.

The flying boy was Tony Rail's favorite Robic.

Tony Rail waves both wrists as he observes how Lambert is doing.

"O devil's claw, dwell in my hand"

Breaking through the white gloves, the sharp claws of red purple extend from the left and right ten fingertips.

"It's an honor. I usually only use dolls."

The Devil's Claw is a sorcery that crystallizes mana, equips the skin, and uses it as a weapon.

Rapidly toxic nails are fatally wounded simply by looting.

Tony Rail mana that has entered the body inhibits and scratches the action of existing mana.

The wounded opponent will not be able to exercise magic first, then the entire body will be attacked with discomfort and unable to move properly.

If you are a regular person, if you are left alone for three minutes, you will die.

Tony Rail's method of warfare was to have the slaves suck out the owner's mana and wield an offset sword that would cause the explosion, themselves poking at that moment when the opponent showed agitation and unleashing an absolute death blow by the devil's claws.

(He moves too much into people's deaths. Less experience in action, I guess. I'm pretty sure he's a hell of a swordsman... but after he kills a slave... he's bound to be exaggerated, creating some sort of emotional sway width, showing a gap. There, poke)

Though a boy, Tony Rail's slaves are fortified with drugs and forbidden witchcraft, and have physical abilities that go far beyond their original limits.

Robic, the first boy to fly, was, in that regard, also the best subject.

"... I see you're beyond the Kreutz guy if you're only speeding"

Lambert rubs against Robic's hand as he pulls the great sword, letting his hand off the sword.

Robic bounced backwards by the shock, poking his butt.

Robic's expressionless eyes blinked, then closed tight.

"... am I dying easy?"

As soon as that happens, the sword's blade will shine.

(Just letting it drop swallows the child by explosion flames...)

Lambert jumps forward and stands to shelter Robic, who succumbs to the floor.

Lambert's back blocked the fire from the blade.

"Duh, why..."

"You're not hurt... Let me protect you."

When I saw how it was, Tony Rail jumped.

"... I didn't know you were so sweet. Besides, you can't cross the line. This isn't the warm water you've been in before!

Tony Rail, who tried to wave his arm down, but he learns chills in the universe.

Twist and bend your body's posture to switch up and down, kick the ceiling and escape the rambale.

It was an unusual way of avoiding the chase by poking at the opponent's will.

I landed and wiped the cold sweat off with my back of my hand.

(Now, this is a great opportunity... I thought. But if it was beyond time as it was, it would definitely have been slashed. What, you know, unusual killing...)

At that time, severe pain ran on Tony Trail's right wrist.

If he accidentally drops his gaze, there's blood all over the floor and his wrists are broken bone-by-bone.

"Become, why......!

When Tony Rail dared to seek an anomalous evasion, there was a moment in that movement when his wrist entered between the great swords of Lambert.

"... you told me that you were in sweet, warm water my way"

Lambert turns back to Tony Rail.

"Whether it's hell or not, I have a promise to His Majesty that I will be a swordsman with just the power to penetrate my ideals. … it was my guiding principle and I was proud of the fact that there was also a significance there to reduce my aversion to aggression in the name of unity"

Tony Rail looks into contact with Lambert, shivering his body and lowering behind him in a flexed position.

Swim your eyes all over the room and find your own fallen arm in the corner.

"I didn't expect to be able to preach that to a humble man like you who had nothing but a despicable mind from the beginning."

"Oh, oh, you guys! Jump into him! Blow yourself up...... no, it is! Hurt yourself!