Former General Is Undead Knight

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

Tony Rail commands five children with swords in their hands.

"What's that attitude, you can't listen to me! Then let's do this, from what was the slowest, I'll make it a mince soup and let the pigs eat it!

Tony Rail's ruthless, demonic eyes stare at them.

The children, who looked back into his eyes, shook, slowly, confused and set up their swords.

What Tony Rail said he'd do, he'll do it.

In his intensive brainwashing education in Tethomburg, the matter had become as absolute as the laws of the world among his children.

"Yes, yes, so..."

"Don't worry. I'll kill the man there. Until today."

Lambert turns his sword toward Tony Rail.

Robic, sitting on the floor with his round hips, was just staring at his back with a glimpse.

Of all the Tony Rail slaves on this occasion, only Robic, defeated and sheltered by Lambert, had the look of an age-appropriate child.

One, the sword fell.

"Well, you're the one who wants to be ground beef alive..."

Next, the second and third swords were dropped, and in no time there were any children holding the sword.

Lambert's behavior in presenting himself with Robic's suicide bombing was enough to break the curse Tony Rail has been painfully imprinting.

From the beginning, in Lambert and Tony Rail, where the world of war has been ravaged, the style, persuasion, is too different.

The curse that Tony Rail formed by violence and intimidation could not have been enough to deny Lambert's indicated martial arts.

"You lick me, you fucking kid...! Fine, I'll make you regret that decision until you die. I will match our collection of 'Angels of Death' magic to your body's taste! Our magic far outweighs the magic of the kingdom! Organs and brains alone make it possible to keep people alive!

"How dare you slap such a big mouth when you can only imitate human blasphemy?"

"Those who can only wave their swords won't know, will they? The results of the research here are all substitutes that could be instantly featured by court alchemists if you take them to the kingdom!

"Isn't it just an incomplete reproduction of the War of Eight Kingdoms? Most of them would be a secret post-war magic reburn."

"What...?

Tony Rail's face turns red to anger.

"You are nothing but troublemakers who deliberately dig out what is hidden for a reason. It's not funny that you, the deviants, should take credit from the kingdom. It will be Sekiyama who will be slaughtered."

"... I told the fool, I was the fool! You just can't understand the qualities of our research, put your own ignorance on the shelf and deny it! The kingdom is full of idiots like you, so I went into The Flute Demon!

Tony Rail can force his left arm finger.

The crystal of mana stretching from the tip of your finger, the claw of the devil, increases its length even further.

Tony Rail stands low, kicks the ground, and approaches Lambert as he circles in.

(Much faster than Robic on armor that doesn't pass the offset sword... it's a pain indeed. But that sweetness of yours makes you a disciple! With my devil's claws, I can easily penetrate the gap in my armor! After that, just make a gap......! My nails scratch the mana in my body just by plundering, instant poison... no matter how this guy is a monster, there's no way he can stand it!

Tony Rail first showed a bare gesture aimed at Robic standing behind the Rambale, an arithmetic that pierced the resulting Rambale of the gap.

But just a little bit, Tony Rail had a computational difference.

Mana's poison, assuming Tony Rail's interpersonal, makes no sense, as Lambert's flesh has already been lost and is not of normal human nature.

And even if it were a lifetime, it would not work against Lambert, the finished form of a swordsman who freely manipulates and strengthens his body, a poison that scratches a mana like Tony Rail.

"Let's start with the uselessness there!

Tony Rail hangs a feint aimed at Robic through words and behavior, immediately distracting the body from the rear.

At that moment, Tony Rail's left shoulder was ripped up with a blood splash.

"Huh! Oh no, from that position......!

It goes without saying that there was a fatal difference in strength in Tony Rail's calculations.

Lambert was praised as the strongest swordsman of the Four Demons of the Kingdom of Legions because he had the power to push justice through against despicability.

"Ya, stop it! I'm the culminating magician! This killing of me is nothing more than a tremendous retreat from the magic of the kingdom and hence the world...!

Lambert's blade severed Tony Rail's right leg, choosing his left.

Hit the cutting surface to the ground and raise your distressed voice.

"Wow, am I, dying? This I..."

The Great Sword touches Tony Trail's head.

"You're from The Angel of Death, like the deputy commander? Where's the boss?

"F, F... Ha ha, Master 'Spinner of Truth' will never defeat you like you... He commands that even I should never call him by his true name. That's because he's a noble man that anyone knows. No, maybe we should call it a monster at the earliest... hehe, that's why I gave myself up here..."

"I'm not interested, you wouldn't know it anyway. Tell me where you are."

"The will of that one is immeasurable even for me... I only risk my life and follow its instructions. What I say here must not be what he meant. Just don't worry. I'm sure Master Spinner of Truth will choose you as his playmate."

Tony Rail gives me a creepy grin.

His chest was pierced from the inside by a crystal of mana of the same kind as the devil's claws.

My body shakes hard and drips blood from my mouth. It should be noted that Tony Rail's laughter remained.

"... dead, huh? We have to find a way to rendezvous with Kreutz."

Lambert stands up and sees the six boys who were Tony Rail's slaves.

"Follow me, I can get you out on the ground right away. The magician who was here was already attached to a piece."