Former General Is Undead Knight

"... you hid those black coat guys in the Holy Capital in advance. That lair that broke in when we escaped Matthew was one of them."

Lambert asks for Albania.

Matthew, one of the four holy pillars, had encountered a place where he was about to execute his noble daughter while Lambert was walking in the Holy City of Heinstier with Albania.

At that time, he escaped to a gathering place with suspicious men before being led to Albania.

In retrospect, they were part of the force that Albania had set aside for the assassination of Cardinal Zebedai.

"Can't you miss it, swordsman"

Albana closed her eyelids as she played the harp.

Lambert remained silent and remained on the spot.

"After this, I'm supposed to help them escape more than the church and the soldiers. Because I, as the involved party, am responsible for that."

Lambert did not respond.

Albana stops the sound of the harp, opens his meditated eyes and turns towards Lambert.

Seeing how it goes, Lambert finally returns the word.

"... revenge?

The Great Sword remained on her guard.

"... yeah, that's the place. My ancestors, the Euterbe tribe, once lived on a journey through the continent. During the war, he was lifted up by the royal family of the diaspora to serve the court… he was betrayed during the defeat and many were executed"

Albana speaks by erasing her expression from her face.

"Some who have succeeded in fleeing have chosen to forget their former journey life and palace residence, to stay in the land of the border, to love music, to play with the Spirit and to live idyllically. Many peculiar techniques were also obsolete in the blood of their descendants and only in old stone slabs, the very name of Euterbe,"

Originally, she has no emotions on her face, especially in her eyes.

That is why it was not difficult to imagine that the passion was hidden in that word, which I dare speak with no expression.

"When I was just a young child...... there, a sorcerer from the heretical Inquisition appeared. They burned my relatives to death, not just those who lived on irrelevant occasions, and kidnapped only children who hit descendants. … so you wanted a tone that manipulated the emotions of the Euterbe tribe"

I'm done saying it. Albana separates words once there.

It was a pale, yet firm tone of voice, unlike the usual tear-like tone.

"... there is no longer any reason for my involvement in The Whistling Devil. In the future, I don't intend to live in such a way as to reach people. I know it's a convenient story...... if the Eight Wise Men's" Rose of the Subworld "is dead already, can't you decide that?

"You knew then."

Albana leans her neck, as she asks Lambert what the word means.

"You knew Manzie would cause genocide in the city of Barilla. No... Instead, you were here to see it out because you knew. Wouldn't it? If you keep your mouth shut, that's how you know that nearly 10,000 people will die in pain and fear."

Lambert said roughly, slowly erecting the great sword in his hand.

"Too bad, Albana. I couldn't find a reason in me to miss it. I thought you were the only good acquaintance since you came back."

Albana shuddered to be pressured by Lambert and withdrew half a step.

Far more sensitive than the original than the usual, Albana had a precise sense of Lambert's unleashed killing, intimidation.

It was clear that any further discussion would be pointless.

She takes the harp she was lowering and hangs her finger on the string.

"... is Baron Diberto's daughter safe?"

Lambert asked as he stood his sword, small.

Albana is slightly surprised by the surprise and pushes silently.

I laughed slightly just at my lips and immediately answered.

"... Yeah, I would have taken this city off before the commotion happened. Those who kept her didn't show up in the underground corridor."

"Right."

Answer briefly, Lambert waves the Great Sword left, right, and vertically.

That alone echoed the roar of breaking the wind in the aisle, and the wind blew underground.

"Let's go, Eight Wise Men: The Rose of the Subworld!

If Lambert screams, Albana responds.

"It won't even be me or anything, but I'll do everything in my power to give it to you. Make him a rebel hero, poor ghost knight, Lambert Dracroix!

The cries of both wood-spirited people in the underground passage signaled the opening of the war.