Former General Is Undead Knight

"Have you completely lost sight..."

Lambert shrugged so with his wall behind his back in an alley away from the crowded streets of Wangdu.

I've been searching for them for about an hour since the guy in the Demonic Gold "Organ" armor ran away, but I didn't get a clue.

There's no way I'm not going to get any eyewitness testimony up in that prominent outfit, but are you hiding somewhere or do you have some means of hiding yourself?

Those two seemed to be both in touch, but they seemed very cautious.

At least, neither of them seems to have any intention of coming into contact with Lambert.

I see that even if I catch up, I can get away with it anyway.

It might be better to urge Wang Capital to act on the fact that 'The Flute Demon' has already entered the Wang Capital than to continue chasing that glyph simulation.

"That armor...... what if it's a knight?

It was a familiar, core alto voice.

To the nostalgia of that voice, Lambert rose momentously from the wall and confronted the master of his voice.

"Heh, Your Majesty!?

With that in his mouth, Lambert regains his peace by looking at his opponent's face.

The woman looking at Lambert's helmet as she was distracted, in her elegant eyes and nose, silky smooth gold hair was the only two melons in Aurelia, but one was younger than her in his memory.

And there was a cry I didn't have in Aurelia.

The woman shrugged, holding back her licence.

"You've said that before."

"... excuse me. Fiona."

She previously acted with Lambert in the city of Einsas, a woman adventurer with two glasses in Aurelia

It was Fiona.

Fiona is a nobleman, and I've heard stories like that.

Perhaps Fiona will hit Aurelia's offspring.

It was a thankful reunion for Lambert.

Lambert does not know the King's Capital.

Few people are busy going and going because it is a festive period, and few listen to the words of Lambert.

Lisette, the only badly patterned adventurer I caught, freed me early, but now I thought I'd done a spare thing.

There were many things Lambert wanted to hear from the people of the Wang capital about the Wang capital, about the festivities, and about the rumors of the 'whistling demon'.

Fiona wouldn't reside here, but she's still definitely more familiar with the King's Capital than Lambert.

"Did the knight also come here to see the Unity War festivities?

"... right. If we can, we want to keep a slow eye on the King's Capital festival at the end of the day. But I wish I had that respite."

Lambert speaks so and turns his attention to the hustle and bustle of the king's capital.

Lambert is a currently dead general who took the victory of the Kingdom of Legions.

There is naturally a desire to see a victory festival.

But now is not the time.

The King's capital is already home to the assassin of the "Flute Demon".

We must grasp the situation of the king's capital and the information of his enemies and urge the people of the king's capital to be vigilant.

"The Whistling Devil" would be willing to use Ilesque here in the King's Capital as the stage for the showdown.

For example, there is a great danger of killing more than the city of Barilla and the holy capital of Heinstier being carried out on this land.

Fiona opens her eyes properly, tilts her neck slightly and peeks into Lambert's face.

If Lambert returned his gaze, Fiona scratched her own hair a little shy.

"The knight always talks a little unwieldy, doesn't he? Do you still use that pseudonym?

"That pseudonym...?

"With that armor and the name then, isn't the King's Capital a little hard to walk now?

That's all I was told, and I thought that was referring to the name Lambert.

At that time, Lambert is named after Lambert Dracroix.

If you come to the full body armor of the Magic Gold "Organ" with its name, it would also be helpless to think of them only as pseudonyms because they are too much.

Fiona in the city of Einsas seemed to see Lambert as a knight with no reason to reveal his identity.

There is no factual error in its interpretation.

If there is just one thing wrong, it was not a pseudonym, but a real name.

If you call yourself the greatest traitor in the celebration of the war of unity, you are certainly rarely seen as a legitimate figure.

From the people who enjoy the festivities, they will see it as an ominous figure too badly connected.

It was a lonely, but convincing story.

"... well, shouldn't I be named"

Lambert leans down and leaks like that in a depressed voice.

"... so knightly, you like Lambert. And, but I don't think you have to be so serious about it. Anyway, it's been 200 years.

Two hundred years ago, huh?

"Yeah, yeah, I am. Did you know that? During the festival, there was a play featuring Lambert," Lambert the Four Demons. "

"... I had heard that there were a few plays taking place inspired by the war of unity, but was there even such a thing? For the people today, it seems that two hundred years ago war was only the subject of just the right play"

Lambert felt itchy, similar to lighting.

I give it back to you in a slightly frightened manner so as to delude it.

"They bought an objection that it was based on a new theory of scholars and not worthy of festive theatre because of its content, but they ended up performing it safely. I'm sure you wouldn't have been forgiven a hundred years ago."

"Two hundred years, that's all."

Lambert spoke of what he had felt many times on his previous journeys.

For the Kingdom of Legions today, the War of the Eight Kingdoms is nothing but a tale of a distant past.

"... I guess that's why I'm not supposed to be in this modern age with the undead like me and them left behind in history"

I said that in such a small voice that Fiona couldn't hear me.

The Book of Gairov, which was in Manzi's hands; Charlobe, the worst disciple of Teslagoz, who was treated as the strongest sorcerer in the Kingdom of Makulus; Bug pot, which is not an exaggeration when it comes to the resentment of the Hude tribe itself; Albana, descendant of the Euterbe tribe, who was executed for bewitching the country; the Derbeuk family, one of the four demon generals of the Kingdom of Legions, who, two hundred years after being afraid of being a "puppet master", has continued to pull the thread in the shadows.

And Lambert, one of the Four Demons as well.

The undead, who turned to the reason of the world and lost their lives in the time to die, were disrupting the kingdom of Legions today.

Bury The Whistling Devil, serve and return to the circle of nature himself.

That is the purpose of Lambert.

"If you have time, why don't you take a look around with me? The knight loves Lambert, doesn't he?" Lambert of the Four Demons "is something I'm a little concerned about, too. Absolutely..."

"What kind of theatre do you see?"

Lambert gave it back like a muck.

That's what Lambert thought there was nothing as miserable as seeing an extremely beautified theatre without his end being accepted and comforting his mind.

It is like refraining from unilaterally affirming a crying child.

"... but you do. It wouldn't be a bad idea to find out at the end what life Griff and His Majesty lived."

Until now, Lambert has been afraid to follow their lives.

It's going to be certain that what keeps me in this land as an undead is not justice, but anger and hatred, and I've been so blind.

But disappearing without knowing anything was also unacceptable.

"Your Majesty...?

Fiona speaks strangely.

"Don't you know much about before and after the war? The knight likes to talk about his hands..."

"Whatever happened before the war, don't know about the rest. Should I say I didn't deserve the opportunity"

"Then what about Lord Vicious? It seems to be a popular masterpiece recently, focusing on the unrest after the War of the Unification of the Eight Kingdoms..."

Fiona slaps her hand gladly.

"... foot-colored theatre is fine"

Lambert shook his neck beside him stubbornly.