Former General Is Undead Knight

The square in front of the cathedral had become noisy.

Screaming, one person after another fleeing.

But because of the number of people who were gathering together, each other was in the way, and those who pushed each other and fell were out and fussed.

Matthew jumped big behind him and got off the platform.

"Hey, you guys back off, too. This guy will take care of my opponent. Looks like you can do a little bit, you're gonna get useless injuries."

Matthew orders the men of the heretical Inquisition.

They bowed their heads and stepped back from the spot.

"Who are you?" The Flute Demon "? No, nevertheless, there is no reason to bother to set me up in front of the cathedral..."

"... that's what you proclaimed, keeping all that to yourself, for no reason whatsoever. If you're serious, you're already insane."

"No, there's no reason. If you wish to shelter the weak nobleman's little girl, who has no power whatsoever, and sell us a fight, it would be you who are insane. Where are you from?

"You're still the one who's crazy."

Lambert stared at Matthew and set up a great sword.

"Seems I can do some, but don't bother getting me wrong. I'm not in the same dimension as the magicians there! I killed an angel. Don't worry about it."

Matthew screams.

The bandage on her mouth was unbandaged and her lipless mouth was dew.

"Respond to my voice and come from the light realm! The army of the knight angel Fen Merx!

A similar spirit of the light realm with a sword appears earlier.

Twenty spirits surrounded the pedestal and besieged Lambert.

"If it's about sheltering that little girl and dying, fine. Sure, you're strong... but they were bad. Our four holy pillars have already taken off the human domain. Though how many sword arms will stand, how long will you hold this number of angels before you fulfill them?

The spirits raise their swords in unison, and rush ahead toward Lambert.

"Come on, you can't miss it... Fighting is number. Let me wave my sword again. At that moment, another angel will slay you. Take the little girl and let her escape if you can. If that's what you can do..."

At the same time that Matthew had finished saying it, the Spirit in front of him vanished into two truths.

Lambert had erected a great sword and was headed straight for Matthew with his daughter in his opposite hand.

The spirits waved their swords late to Lambert, slashing the universe.

It's as if I haven't made it.

"Ugh...! Why, over here..."

Matthew bent his leg and jumped momentum backwards.

But Lambert's legs were stuck in Matthew's abdomen, where he had just jumped.

A kicked Matthew jumps high as he jumps his own.

I rolled with my hips, belly, and head punched out into the cod.

After stopping, Matthew stood up cleverly with only his legs, even as he cramped his body.

Because it was the moment when he jumped behind his back, the impact on his body was flushed and did not lead to a fatal injury.

"No, kill him! Demon...... no, it's a monster!

…………

Lambert escaped the scene with her in charge.

If I wanted to, I would have killed Matthew back.

But Lambert still doesn't know much about the Inquisition.

Regarding the earlier public execution, although tentatively black, it was only an assessment from the outside and his own speculation as to what thoughts and justifications were there.

I acted only because my daughter's life was at stake.

There was also an intention that we might be able to find out what was going on from her, but that was secondary.

The decision as to how the heretical Inquisition should be treated was not yet entirely followed.

The most important factor that cannot be slashed aside is also the positioning of the only organization in the kingdom that can stand up to the 'whistle blowing demon'.

If you crushed it poorly, the country was more likely to stop holding it.

Even though "The Whistling Demon" possesses a large number of magicians who alone serve as weapons, it was judged to be a feat of the heretical Inquisition that only actions under the water had ever taken place.

"Are you all right? Treat me a little rough, but forgive me for a while."

Lambert speaks up, but no reply.

But my body moved slightly, so I was sure I was alive.

Lambert bounced off the following heretical Inquisition sorcerer himself, and those who approached him, and the sorcery prevented him with swords and armor, and continued to flee.

But the sorcerers were fast in pursuit, and it was just a little hassle with Lambert to keep on running as he guided his daughter.

Some collapsed the building with sorcery and tried to stop Lambert with its debris.

"... were you looking a little too sweet"

When I left the corner bent ahead, there was an albana in front of Rambal.

When Albana showed the open window of the building, she nodded strongly to complain about something.

Lambert believed the instructions and when he jumped into the window, he took the reception and killed the sound, quickly closing the curtains and hiding the interior.

Inside, there were seven men and women of different ages, staring at Lambert.

I was hoping it was an empty house or an acquaintance's house because of how things were in Albania, but I can't even see their relationship.

Some of them wear robes with the eyes of the Hindu symbol, so they must be church-related, but things are a little strange.

"Hey, who are you!

"Shit, what happened...!

Place the cane in your hand and prepare your combat posture as if you were in a killing mood.

…………

Turn your consciousness to the sound.

I don't hear footsteps or doors.

Albana seems to have fled somewhere else simply by directing them here.

Lambert, after a little thought, gripped the pattern of the great sword on his back.

"I don't really like these threats, but I don't have a choice. Don't move, keep it hidden for a while..."

"... oh, hey, is that, is that the daughter of the Baron Diberto family?

A man at their head laid eyes on the daughter Lambert was in charge of.

Others make faces like, no way.

After looking at each other for a while, I placed the cane I had on each of them.

"... ok, I'll keep it to myself. But how did you know about this place? The girl, why... how did she get here?"

"It was a difficult place to see. From the execution yard, I brought him out. I wanted to ask my daughter a few questions."

"... you have no idea what you're talking about. There must have been some heretical interrogators at the execution site. Of the four holy pillars, even Matthew. There's no way I can get this far by shaking them off. I want to ask you something... there's no way I can answer her."

Lambert remembered how he spoke and how he was hooked.

I must be a Hindu, but I have no respect for Matthew, one of the protectors of this land.

I also considered the possibility of seeing Lambert as a traitor and matching him, but it was too natural nonetheless.

"Why do you think this girl won't answer when she asks?

"... drop him off, take the bag off. Don't worry, I won't think about poking a gap."

Lambert carefully unloaded the daughter of the Baron Diberto family he held and carefully removed the bag covered in his head.

A tattoo of Heinnish eyes was carved on his forehead, and his eyeballs seemed to be chopped out, his eyelids hollow.

He just got decided, and he's still bleeding.

"... this time, my throat would be crushed with poison. It's the usual way of interrogating heresy. Keep your eyes, throat and ears shattered just in case they don't talk about anything extra. This must have been what they were doing when they stood at the execution site. As always, do miserable things"

Lambert drops another eye on his daughter's face.

There was anger and nausea.

Then he silently struck the back of the caged hand against the wall.

The walls crept and the whole building swayed.

"... sorry"

The man was stunned by the power of the beating, but only broke his tense face slightly.

"... well, did you really come here without knowing anything and forcefully help this child with that power alone and run away? You, you're a good guy. But you were lucky enough to escape the swarm of Matthew spirits. That rigidity is a big deal, but that's not the one you can handle with a push of force."

There was a little silence.

Then the man opens his mouth again.

"You, how did you know about this place?

"I was led by an acquaintance named Albana. What kind of gathering are you?"

…………

After the man looked at the rest of his people, he turned to Lambert.

"All right, I'll take care of this girl. Let him get out of here at all costs and take care of him. I don't know how he sees it. You won't be able to get away with this kid with that conspicuous appearance."

"... hmm?

Lambert questioned the words.

It's too convenient.

Normally, it is not something that can be summarily executed on the spot, such as trying to take over a completely blind daughter who has become a stranger.

Besides, letting her get away with being targeted by the heretical inquisition will be a life-suspending battle for them as well.

I don't know how long to get away with it. Besides, if I get caught, I could be more horrible than dead.

The same is true of the evil impression on the heretical Inquisition of the Church of Heinz.

If that's the case, then there's no reason to live here, home of heretical interrogation.

"Oh, hey, you, take it personally..."

"That guy's here, he brought this guy in. I guess that's what this is all about."

It seemed to rub a little, but the policy seemed almost consolidated.

"... are you an acquaintance in Albania?

"Oh, I know about that guy. But if he hasn't said anything to you, I'm sorry, but he's not going to do it on his own."

…………

I was wondering if I should pursue it.

But Lambert decided to ask no more.

Albana seemed to shut up about something Rambal, but it was undoubtedly good intentions that led us here.

It's impeccable to step in there.

"Okay. I have something to do, too. If you'll take care of her, I'd appreciate it. I'm sorry to break in so suddenly and imitate you like you're threatening me. I'll let you go now. Helped."

When Lambert showed a bare gesture moving off the spot, the man opened his mouth, after a slight thought.

"... let me just advise you one thing. I don't know what's left of my heart, but we'd better get out of here, at least a little faster. This is gonna be a hell of a lot."