Former General Is Undead Knight

Leaving Count Perciris territory, Lambert was running a headless black horse nightmare, aiming for Haylesk, the king's capital.

There was still no lack of investigation in the Count's territory.

In addition to the count of killing the Count and setting fire to the Hall, he was even hung up on suspicion that he was part of the "Flute Demon," and was unable to move properly.

There is no doubt that Perciris hid the power of the 'whistling demon' somewhere in the territory.

The investigation would not have been impossible if it had taken time, but it could not have been long stalled in the Count's territory right now.

Lambert's guess was that it was already only a matter of time before 'The Whistler Demon' went out to raid the king's capital, Halesque.

Even if you think about it from the actions taken by Perciris, you're probably pretty sure about that.

"... this outfit is too conspicuous"

Lambert squeaks.

I don't think Percilis wasted any time hanging on the last hand he hit.

In the War of the Unification of the Eight Kingdoms, Perciris is descended from the Derbeuk family of puppets feared not as force, but as pure strategists.

The worst that could be assumed should have been considered as already underway.

His men should be moving to spread Lambert's bad reputation on Wang capital Haylesk as well.

Exactly good enemies for Nightmare's handsome feet, but I could also predict that the puppet master's poison would work if I took the time.

As soon as possible, we should have gathered information in Haylesk, the king's capital.

In this raid on Haylesk, the king's capital, 'The Flute Demon' hits all their power.

Lambert looked at the dim sky as he crossed the Nightmare.

"... this could be the last time."

Lambert shrugs.

Lambert was also fulfilling another purpose, to look around at the kingdom left behind by his lord Aurelia, as he returned to modern times and fought against the 'whistling demons' who sought to disrupt this peaceful era.

For what cause, the place of the showdown with the "whistling demon" that arrived was Haylesk, the king's capital, which is also the face of the Kingdom of Legions.

As the end point of Lambert's journey, there is no further place.

Lambert had an untrained desire to see a country that had ended the war, and he also had a mission to protect this country from the 'whistle-blowing demons', which his master had left behind.

But inherently for Lambert, an unnatural life like the undead was an object of repellence.

As he was fulfilling his dreams and his role, he felt that the day was approaching when he himself disappeared.

"... it's Nightmare. This could be my last trip with you. From the Barilla Forest. So far, I've really taken care of you. You've been my biggest friend since I came back."

Lambert spoke quietly to Nightmare.

Nightmare draws Lambert's will or lifts his neck slightly without a lead.

A little lonely hissing echoed around.

When Lambert reached Haylesk, the king's capital, the surroundings were completely bright.

Haylesk, the king's capital, was an active city lined with tall buildings and filled with people.

I was glad the city was developing, but I didn't expect it to be this far.

I once remembered a little loneliness for the thinness of the shadow.

"In two hundred years, this is the only thing that will change..."

A large paved road was covered by walking people.

Originally large in body, it was cramped on Lambert, who was wrapped in armor.

I was pushed back and hit the previous man if I walked faster.

A man pushed forward by a Lambert giant was flying lightly, falling flashly and hitting himself.

Slightly from the surroundings, the laughter leaks.

The man stood up as he turned to Lambert, staring at those who laughed and shut him up.

"Hey, man, where the fuck are you looking?! Are you making fun of me for bumping into momentum? How dare you imitate me like you fight and sell!

Lambert stuck to the man silently.

"Hey, what, you gonna do it? I'm a major adventurer guild, a C-level adventurer for" The Wings of the Bird, "and a" Rigid Arms Lisette "!

The man named Lisette looked up at his face as Lambert approached him and faded pale.

There was blood on his head, so he was late to notice a physical difference.

He was confident in his physique, too, but it did not extend to Lambert.

"Oh, you, seriously...? You're gonna regret this!

Lambert grabbed the neck of a man named Lisette and lifted it to space.

"Help me! It kills me!"

Lambert unleashed the noisy Lisette at the edge of the street.

Lisette holds her own neck and roughs her breath.

I even had tears in my eyes.

"Sorry, I'll do it with Lisette. I wasn't used to crowds like this."

Lisette looks around.

Then he delayed and guessed that Lambert had moved himself out of the way of people's streets.

"... well, well, let's forgive him. I have a big heart. Be careful, countryman."

Lisette softly wiped her eyes tears as she dusted her clothes.

"Ha, ha. Is this the first time you've seen Wang Du? It's not always this far. There are festivals, just more people than usual."

"It's not the first time. I've lived here for a long time. But when I came here, it wasn't as good as this."

"Don't look weird. I'm sure it hasn't changed that much lately."

Lambert became silent for a while.

I thought the response to Lisette's answer was natural.

However, Lisette finds herself somewhat up against Lambert, who abruptly shut up.

Lisette sees apparently no hostility to her opponent and was vain that she could lick any more, but she was frightened against the mysterious big man in her heart.

"... right, I put on an extra look. I've never been here before."

"Oh, right? I thought so. I wish I'd admitted it honestly."

Lisette said so and then gently touched her fingertips on Lambert's armor.

Lambert reached silently into the pattern of the Great Sword.

Mages don't know what they're up to.

It's not like strange behavior could have triggered something.

Lisette jumped away.

"Oh, don't be so angry, hey! You were just wondering if it was real! I was wondering if it was for the theatre of trendy plays..."

"Well, I'm sorry. By the way, what festival is it?

"You really are an ignorant man, you are."

Exhales as if Lisette was slightly frightened.

"Two hundred years ago, it was a festival to mark the reunification of the western continent. You didn't know that day, did you?

"... I see you did"

Lambert shrugged and turned again to the noise of the city.