Former General Is Undead Knight

In the central part of the Holy City of Heinstier, on a high roof, several Heinz sorcerers had gathered.

Standing in the center is Matthew, who has no arms and is also the corner of the Four Holy Columns, a man of a different appearance with a bandage covering his face.

"All the whistling demons! Let's make this sacred capital wormless by virtue of it...!

Matthew was still unhealed from an injury kicked in front of the cathedral by Rambale, standing in a position supported by his men.

Under the roof, the beautiful buildings of the Holy Capital were filled with demonic bugs and human bodies.

The armies of nearly fifty knight angels, the Spirit of the Light Realm summoned by Matthews, are fighting against the Apocalypse around the central area close to the Cathedral.

The army of knight angels attacking in quantity over the quality of Matthew was suitable for reducing the number of hyperboles.

Even if all the achievements of the heretical Inquisitor and the other four Holy Pillars are combined, so much so that there are more exorcisms disposed of by Matthew's army of knight angels.

"How many bugs have you unleashed on me, they are! These depressing, licking rotten people!

"... Is Cardinal Zebedai safe?

Matthew's men ask him.

"I don't need to worry about that one. Because Simon is the head of our four pillars. Besides, I've already moved to take off this holy capital Heinstier."

Matthew returns that emotionally.

I'm sure, it was more a matter of talking about something very obvious than that.

"... but I don't know where the 'whistling demon' lurks. Reports indicate that eight sages of the same size as Phantom Manzi, who almost single-handedly devastated the city of Barilla, have invaded the land by more than one…. Cardinal Zebedai should have been in the cathedral in the centre of this holy capital. There's quite a distance to take it off outside."

"Hung... I can't do it, like finding it. Besides, Master Simon is undoubtedly the most powerful sorcerer in the kingdom. Whether they hang up or not, they can't be enemies."

"Really..."

My men answer anxiously.

Simon, the four holy pillars known to his men, is a skinny old man who is small and thin like only skin and bones.

Although they stay in important events and ceremonial venues, they don't even come out of the Holy Sepulchre very often, so much so that it was rumored that they might be ill even among the Christians.

"In the first place, the 'whistle-blowing demon' was able to rustle because of the Royals' ideal overgoing cleanliness disorder! Because the royal family is incompetent to take precedence over every beauty, we take a step backwards with all those insurgents who have no handle whatsoever. But our heretical inquisition is not as sweet as the royal family. Why don't we teach those fools who are at war! He's a real hell!

"Yes, sir"

"Hugh, there are our four holy pillars in the first place, so Cardinal Zebedai really didn't have to run either. Though it will be ready to move once and for all. The guys at" The Whistling Devil "seem to care about burying the city with toys... only the general public can kill them with this stuff. Over time, it will calm down and capture those who lurked in this city."

The bandage covering Matthew's face moved slightly.

I moved my cheek muscles and laughed.

"Neither Johann of Fire, the four pillars of holiness besides Simon, nor Philipo of the kingdom, nor I, whether I be this, am magicians who take hind to the extent of the Eight Wise Men. All they have to do is show off. I hear some of them honor immortality. Why don't we put a pile on his whole body and expose him, and continue torturing him for decades? Hmm, doesn't that sound interesting? I wonder how horrible those people are about death, but you don't know that there's something more horrible than death."

When Matthew had finished saying it, his men, who were sitting on the floor and putting up a great wand, stood up.

"Dear Ma, Matthew! Something, something horrible, is coming this way!

"Are you here? That's exactly the kind of bug Kera flies into the fire."

A roar echoes from behind him.

The wall collapsed and it was the big man wrapping around the all-body armor of the anachronistic Demonic Gold Organ that appeared.

Matthew's men are cautious.

"... you show up better...! In the execution yard, you've done quite flashy, you armored Phantom! Don't worry about it. I was just surprised."

Matthew's expression distorts into anger, so much so that he can tell over the bandage.

Then the cat-backed woman comes out outdoors than the hole the armored big man drilled into the wall.

He wore a dull crown and wore a dress like the one he had made by inheriting an old cloth.

Skin is blue and white like a dead man.

"Ah, ha... no, the streets..."

A demon bug eats human carcasses, roughs them up and watches hell laying eggs, squeaking in his squeaky voice, squeaking so loudly.

"My knight would think so, wouldn't he? Right? Hey?

The big man in armor nods.

"Ha... a, Your Majesty"

"Do it!"

At Matthew's behest, the surrounding magicians unleashed flamethrows on the pair simultaneously.

Soon the walls will be engulfed in flames and some will burn down.

At the next moment, a storm runs around as if the dragon had passed, the flames scatter, scratched out.

Out of the flaming membrane was the figure of a big man in armor, who stopped with a big sword waving beside him.

Immediately in the footsteps, the surface of the roof stroked by the wind is peeled off.

"Ugh, you're lying...?

"Really, you just waved your sword?

Behind the big man, a woman laughs when she dulls.

"Knight, do it."

A big man rebuilds his sword.

That's Matthew, too, was pressured by the big man's setup and made his body slightly stiffer.

"Bullshit, you idiot! I stood in such a prominent spot and unleashed a horde of angels in order to attract and eliminate people like you! The number of angels unleashed to kill you was still limited!

Matthew screams.

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

The light that just dazzles the surroundings with Matthew's voice covers it.

A swarm of angels, the Spirit of the Light Realm, appeared to fill the roof.

With wax wings on his back, he pointed an empty hole in his face towards the swordsman of the great armor.

"Come on, it's called a battle! Break the army of our knight angels and try your sword if it will arrive! Besides, I still have a wife!

Shortly after Matthew screamed, a great armored swordsman flew in from overhead.

"Is...?

The weight of the Magic Gold "Organ" armor caused a large sway around the area.

Matthew, at his earliest moments, had perceived that his body had been completely torn in two.

It was such a fast, undisturbed sword.

It was a stunt of a sword called 'Moon Feather' that bounced up heavily and waved its own weight-bearing knife from outside the other's perception.

This move, supposedly created within the War of Eight Nations, was considered completely unrepeatable in modern times because of the need for extrahuman physical abilities.

But the swordsman of this armor wrapped the armor of the magic gold "Organ", which boasts an extraordinary weight, and did it lightly.

A swordsman with great armor jumps behind his back and immediately refrains from beside the woman.

Matthew's body, torn in two, fell to an empty hole in the roof as he bled out.

The magicians rush to the side of the hole.

"Dear Ma, Matthew! Oh no...!

"Oh, if you die now... I was protecting the Holy City from bugs, an army of knight angels... oh...!

The figure of an angel, who was filling his surroundings, disappeared one after the other.

"Tsumara, nah...... Let's go home, knight. I did the least I could do, didn't I? Right?"

The Great Armored Swordsman bows his head to affirm.