Former General Is Undead Knight

Cod-colored flowers follow on one side.

Simon was just standing around in an unusual flower garden.

"What is this...? What the hell is this!

Screaming, then running around with the mundane, stopping, rushing to check the perimeter.

Slightly distant from Simon, "The Rose of the Subworld" stood.

He meditates his eyes and plays the harp.

The melody weirdly strikes me.

It was as if it were echoing the sky of the flashy colors of heaven.

"You think I've been hung by a phantom? Impossible! This can't be happening...!

Softly 'The Rose of the Subworld' opens his eyes and turns to Simon with a look of pity.

It was a face of sympathy directed against the dying.

Simon was made to understand that "The Rose of the Subworld" already thought the battle was over.

"I brought you, to the highest spirits. The Euterbe tribe is given the honour of playing the harp in front of it, more than the Lord of the subkingdom. You were accompanied to it."

"Says it's the highest spirits!?

The supreme spirits mean kings of different worlds.

All the different worlds with the Spirit have been confirmed up to thirteen, each with a king of the other.

The Summoning of the Supreme Spirit has only been recorded three times so far in the Warrimian continent.

One is a description close to the myth of more than a thousand years ago, and we don't know exactly what it is other than that he was king of the beast kingdom.

And the two within were exercised in the chaos of the War of Unity of the Eight Kingdoms, both of which had a great impact on the war.

"Oh, that's impossible! Even the worst alchemist, Gairov, makes 30,000 sacrifices and hears it was the limit to call in just a few hours! You guys just invite music to that?

"So I didn't invite you, I invited you. I'm not asking for your understanding."

"Is that something that could be stupid! This is just a bluff! Yes, it must be!

Before the summoning Simon, the flower gardens thrive greatly.

The figure of 'Rose of the Subworld' disappeared into the shadow of that giant.

An eye, mouth, and body contour form on a large mountain of colorful flower gardens.

It made me understand the moment I saw it.

That this is the supreme Spirit, the ruler of the subworld, Auberon.

"This could be happening!

Simon jumps to Auberon screaming.

But he played like he was inhibited by something and slapped him into the flower garden.

I have no idea what happened.

However, it smells more pleasant and sweet than the flowers pressed on the tip of my nose.

"This, this...!

Simon glanced up at Auberon.

The giant extends to nearly a hundred haynes (about a hundred meters).

It transcended the human dimension.

Oberon flipped the giant and turned his back on Simon.

That alone rocks a lot around the area.

It was as if Oberon was not interested in Simon.

"Ah..."

That should be it too.

Oberon only invited her to hear the harp of "The Rose of the Subworld".

From Oberon, I don't care about Simon, who just happens to follow me.

The Spirit cannot communicate fully with man of his will.

From thinking to the way the world is, it's all different.

That's why the Spirit only does what he's bound by his covenant, and he doesn't try to do it.

Oberon probably wouldn't do anything about Simon.

Thanks, Simon thought so.

But if he were to return unharmed, 'The Rose of the Subworld' would not have done anything to invite Simon either.

As Simon squatted in the flower garden, he felt a strong discomfort throughout his body.

I don't know if they will one day.

But I have little physical sensation.

The smell of flowers hit my nose terribly.

Simon thought nothing and tried to get up to escape the smell.

But it doesn't work. I can't move.

From all over the body, a small bud was stretching.

".................. ah"

I don't even sound stunned. Already, his throat seemed to be covered in buds.

The buds grow bigger and bigger, eventually creating stumps.

In the meantime, he was obviously sucking up more and more of Simon's mana.

".................. a"

This can't happen.

Simon desperately thinks so.

But as a reality, his body doesn't move, and his thoughts feel more and more damaged.

In Simon's body, colorful flowers blossomed.

Next, his senses are compromised.

In my fading consciousness, I could see my mouth forming on the flowers and I was starting to laugh by chance.

It was a nightmare of madness.

(No, disappear, I disappear...!

Summer hangs on Simon's thoughts.

(disappears, disappears lululu)

My self is eaten by flowers.

(I still have a mission. I still have a mission. I have a mission. I, I...)

- That thought. - Finally, Simon's consciousness vanished into foam.

In the underground passage, "The Rose of the Subworld" stood alone, harp in his hand.

He had already lost sight of Arlaune, the first to call, not before the Lord of the subkingdom.

In front of him was the remains of Simon, whose whole body was reddish and blackened.

Its appearance was as if it were a chunk of sap or something rather than a human corpse.

Simon was originally skinny, but his body is shrinking once more.

Though we painstakingly keep our human form, we won't know we're human first when we're apart.

"... I never went over it if I didn't have to use it, but I can't help it."

After carefully placing the harp on the floor, he held his head by his hand and sat on the spot with the walls of the underground passage on his back.

It's not a very effortless move for her either because it drains a lot of mana.

Put your hand on your throat and stand up in a foothold that is not yet restrained.

"If that man runs away here, everything so far will be pointless. I hope they are able to stop well......"

Then slowly, I started walking.