Former General Is Undead Knight

"Is this the Sacred Capital, Heinstier... It wasn't there 200 years ago."

Diving through the great gates of stone, Lambert groans.

Although it has been the territory of the Kingdom of Legions since that time, it has not been positioned as a place where there are any special cities.

Lambert thought there might be circumstances where the war for the reunification of the Eight Kingdoms was intense and no such city could be set up near the border.

Lambert first decided to walk around to get to know the city's atmosphere.

Heinstier, the holy capital, was a city lined with white stone towers.

Many humans are wrapped around black robes with eyes, a symbol of Heinnism.

Those who did not, too, avoided flashy color schemes and appeared to be wrapped around elegant clothing.

of the calm atmosphere - to put it badly, it was a city with a slightly gloomy atmosphere.

If we stopped and looked around, at any given time at least three could find a stone statue of a saint or angel.

Not too long ago I had a bad reputation, but I didn't hate Lambert for this streetscape.

"Um, there's your man. How long have you been a swordsman?

If you look back at your voice, you were a young woman.

Yellow green scarf with brown hair close to red.

Lightweight light outfit, peeking from a thick cape.

The slightly larger harp in his hand looked extra large because he was small.

The slightly flashy look on her part was a little floating in the land.

Thin pigmented eyes narrowed softly.

The eye movement is slightly irregular, and I can see that it was moved intentionally to express my emotions.

He was a blind bard, Albana, who met in the woods near the city of Baraila.

"That's an odd encounter, I didn't expect to see you here"

"Were you still a swordsman! No, I was wondering what I would do if I saw it wrong and heard it wrong again. If you were another man with the same armor, I wouldn't be able to hear you."

"I don't think there's anything else."

Even then, somehow, Lambert was touring the Holy Capital with Albania in action.

Because Lambert was neglectful about modern Heinstia and the Holy City of Heinstia, he asked Albania about it and rubbed it with the knowledge he knew to complement it.

"So compared to a long time ago, you're also the one who's been open here. There will certainly be many who fear this land itself, but it does not mean that people like me who simply admire mysterious statues and streets and visit here are otherwise unusual. I hear some people feel something as it is and become enthusiastic followers. The heretical Inquisition is also said to be a troublemaker within the Heinz Church, but only recently, it doesn't mean they hate it that much. Especially these days, more Heinz are moving to the land to see what triggered it."

"... I see"

"... though, if you put them in extra places without permission, you won't be able to go home alive. Behind the Old Cathedral, we're talking about storing the Prohibition Book and experimenting with the human body. Rather than rumors, it's almost implicit."

…………

"With the church top behind it, the country can't seem to complain poorly either. It is the four Holy Pillars, consisting of Bishops and Assistant Bishops, that divide the land, because there is a separate Cardinal Zebedai as Chief Officer. Well, he hasn't been in the land forever."

"I'm sorry you had to tell me this."

"No, it's outrageous! I'm so honored that you said that.... and the swordsman has made a fortune before. No, it was popular. Because the whole city was full of rumors inspired by the swordsman. After that, gather the delicious parts and sing, and people will gather next..."

Albana hiccups and laughs holding back her mouth.

Albana's tricks and voice tones are often somewhat obnoxious.

However, Lambert had felt from the first encounter that it was her own ingenuity with emotions in her eyes.

"But it was really an odd encounter. I never thought I'd see you face to face with someone I know here."

"Maybe you have the same purpose!

Albana told me like I was joking and gave me a tongue.

"For that reason, I came to wonder if I could get any inspiration here. What business did the swordsman go to this land for?

Lambert looks around.

They were listening and I didn't want to buy objections for boring things.

I wish I were alone, but now I will also inevitably involve Arbana.

"Right...... to identify"

"Hmm?

"I'm here to identify the heretical Inquisition. That's what this time is all about."

Albana kept her mouth open as if she had been slightly distracted.

She can't move her eyes when she's seriously surprised.

"That's again, you're out big. No, he sounds like a swordsman. Certainly the heretical inquisition has some black rumors...... But there is no doubt that the fear of the way the heretical Inquisition seemed excessive was due in part to the fact that the people who were making noise about the kingdom of examples had been lurking for a long time. Nor are they ever acting like barbarians for any reason."

"Oh, I know. That's why we're discerning. I would love to meet Cardinal Zebedai. The only way to measure the sincerity of an organization is to hear the philosophy from your head."

"Ha, I see. I thought it was a rude joke, but, you know, the swordsman was there."

Albana puts her hand on her mouth and laughs.

"Hey, but isn't that hard? Aren't we going to have to jump into the cathedral, block the moving carriage, or get into the festival grounds? … all of which will piss off the heretical inquisition"

"I see, do you have a hand in blocking the carriage? It might be better than a festive place with too many people or a cathedral. Let me help you."

"... you're not really going to do it, are you? No, if you really intend to do it, I will support this Arbana with all my might and let you struggle as a bard so that you can remain active as a swordsman for generations to come."