Former General Is Undead Knight

"Your Majesty, hey, ca... why two sires... Your Majesty, your Majesty... oh, oh..."

The Magic Gold (Organ) Armored Swordsman holds his head.

The woman speaks to him anxiously.

"What is it, my knight? Hey, hang on?

The swordsman of the Magic Gold (Organ) Armor saw the woman and then turned to Fiona again.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty...?

The swordsman of the Magic Gold (Organ) armor repeated so while holding his head, then lowered his helmet and dropped his gaze to the ground.

Then I thought it was stiff and looked up.

It's not like the previous hectic appearance.

He had a glow of passion.

"Sire, oh, oh, sire! Lambert, why are you here?

The swordsman of the Magic Gold (Organ) armor, no, Griff raised his anger.

He pulled out the sword with his fluttering body and pointed the blade towards Lambert.

"Hih, you must be different! Knight, he seems to be doing something wrong."

Fiona sensed that Griff was turning some kind of emotion towards herself and pulled herself back in a sense of crisis.

Lambert stepped forward to shelter Fiona.

"Fiona, stay back. That man, apparently, can't tell right now."

"Lambbell! Why are you standing next to His Majesty, Tae! Are you trying to get in my way?

Griff gets angry and barks at Lambert's condition.

"I don't know how to get in the way, but it looks like you remembered me. But that doesn't seem to keep the conversation going. Come on, Griff! Let's get this over with. Neither you nor I should be in this age at the earliest."

Lambert erected a great sword and provoked the glyph.

Griff has lost his self and reason and has become the sayings of a suspicious death manipulator.

Griff's power is mighty.

We should not leave the current glyph in this country.

It was also for the hand to the glyphs, which could only vandalize this country as an undead anymore.

"I'll kill you and fuck you, I'll kill you, Lambyell!

Hitting and changing from previous indifference, Griff was pointing a strong willingness to kill Lambert.

Lambert was also drawn to his lifetime memory and had special feelings for Fiona.

Griff also showed Aurelia that the appearance of the two melons Fiona had been cut off, restoring a single scale of her lifetime.

"Even if I don't like you, they won't hate me, but I don't mind. It's easier that way. I'll finish you off, Griff."

Griff leaned forward, roughing his breath and taking two steps to Lambert in a beast-stained manner.

"Wait, please! Wow, my knight! Why, why? Don't you see me? You are my only knight!

A woman wearing a rusty crown screams desperately at Griff.

Lambert turns his eyes to the woman.

Perhaps she is a death manipulator who has undead Griff.

And it was clear that he was a "whistle-blowing demon" person, as he had previously encountered in Heinstier, the Holy Capital, which had been raided by the Eight Wise Men, and this time in a similar situation.

A woman is not just a death manipulator.

A magician who could travel momentarily as quickly as she could, was not quite even in the War of the Unification of the Eight Kingdoms.

Sometimes he had escaped from Lambert so far, looking somewhat less belligerent.

But it was clear that he had strong thoughts about his resurrected glyph.

It was more likely that Griff's interest would come out as an assistant to the fight than it did to Lambert.

Originally, Griff was a swordsman lined up in Lambert.

There was also anxiety in Lambert that Griff would join forces with an inexperienced sorceress to wage battle.

But if we miss this opportunity, we may never see each other again.

Lambert thought he was the only one who could stop the undead and the fruitful glyph.

He also thought it should be him who does it.

"Be careful of the woman..."

When Lambert muttered so, Griff looked back at her.

"Kiki, knight......"

"No, Chigau... Dale, right?

"Dear Knight?

The woman tilted her neck at how the glyph looked.

"Nah in Omae! Your Majesty ha, ugly women like you deja y! You and others, you are treated like knights, Hanai!

When Griff said so, he waved the great sword in luxury.

But the wind blew with that one knife, and the slaughter easily slashed the woman's body.

"What...?

The woman rolled down the ground, spitting a good amount of blood out of her mouth.

"Duh, duh, a knight..."

He was stretching his arms hard to the glyph, but his eyeballs moved around, stripping his white eyes and crawling.

And then it stopped tickling.

far-sighted, but it was obvious that he was dead.

"Griff, you......!

"You fakers, you fakers, your majesty fakers!

Griff's magic gold (organ) armor foot crushed the woman's body.

Armor gets dirty on blood and flesh.

"Get away from His Majesty! There's a rebel on the beggar!

Griff runs straight to Lambert.

The path of the stone was treading hard against Griff.

It was clearly not what it had been like to be vain before.

It was the rate of glyph during the full season.

"Ugh, lying... too fast. It's not human speed..."

Fiona zeroes.

Shortly afterwards, however, Lambert stepped forward at a rate higher than that glyph.

Two great swords crossed.

A fierce metal sound sounds.

It becomes a competition between blades and blades, but does not give way to a single step from each other.

"Lambert... Lambert, Lambert, Lambert, Lambert, Lambert!

In anticipation of the moment when Griff could help, Lambert stuck out a great sword at once.

The bounced glyph retreats slightly backwards.

A stone path was creating bimuscular grooves on Griff's feet.

"A grudge from two hundred years ago, not that... shall we settle here? You and me!