Former General Is Undead Knight

"Keep your sire's eyes cloudy! For the ideal, His Majesty once told me that when I was ready to shed a lot of blood! Are you saying that now, apart from Lambert alone! Aren't you here in the near future because you know in your head that for the sake of the kingdom, you have no choice but to kill Lambert!

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In Griff's words, Aurelia gave a sad look.

Keep silent, as if waiting for Griff to change his mind.

Griff waited a long time for answers and watched her in silence.

But there's never been a response.

Glyph opens his mouth again, as he cut the paralysis.

"Assuming the Duke of Raidan moves, tens of thousands of people will bleed again. Me and Lambert still believe each other's best friends. But personal affection and politics must be separated! If you give me a shout, I'll kill Lambert! Please, make your decision here!

Aurelia closes her eyes to the words of the following glyph.

There was frustration in Griff's face.

It seemed that Aurelia's condition made her feel like she had escaped her own words.

There was a long, silent.

"... lately, I haven't had much chance to face Lambert either. If you, Lambert's best friend, say so much... I'm sure it's the right thing to do."

Aurelia opens her eyes thinly when she says that much, staring at Griff's face.

"Okay! Well, I..."

"Back off, Griff. Forget about today."

Aurelia blocked Griff's words.

Griff opened his mouth flashly.

"Heh, Your Majesty...? Why...? Earlier, I told you to slash Lambert..."

"No, it's Griff. That's what I said when I obeyed your words, Lambert's best friend."

To the bewildered glyph, Aurelia tells him so.

"Look in the mirror, Griff. You do not belong to a man who, after agony, is determined to slay his friends for righteousness."

To Aurelia's words, Griff opens his eyes.

Open and close your mouth, but no words.

I didn't get word out to say it.

"If it was meant to be, you just brought up politics in your personal greed, or you tried to sell your friends, you'd have to take a severe disposition. But as the war is over, the battle is not over yet. Raidan will be watching for a chance to somehow get out of me and get the throne. I don't want to lose you, my best friend, in this way the important minister who has served me so far. That's why I said I'd forget. Griff, change your mind."

Now it was Griff's turn to be silent.

He can't look up as he drips his head so he can threaten Aurelia's gaze at Griff in loneliness.

Standing loose as it was, Griff turned his back on Aurelia.

"... sorry, Griff. I can't live up to your feelings. Not just as a king, but as a woman."

Aurelia speaks small.

Griff opened his eyes, unable to look back at Aurelia.

Griff then walks alone, fluttering down the hallway in the castle.

"I'm not... yes, I'm not. I didn't cloud my thoughts with my own lust. Let's assume so, even so, isn't it fully possible that the biggest ally, Lambert, will turn to His Majesty's weakness? The only way for the Duke of Raidan to target the King's throne now is to bring out the Rambal that will be the Joker. Then the faction will split up again and there will be strife. If so, isn't it natural to rule out Lambert as a king who gives priority to his people? Believe in Lambert, not believe it. His influence is too great. I don't understand that. It shouldn't have been His Majesty!

Griff looks up like he noticed all the time.

"Yes, yes! His Majesty said he had a crush on Lambert, that's what he said. Isn't that like a confession! Yes, yes! It was never me, Your Majesty, who clouded my thoughts with emotions! I have to prove it for the sake of my loyalty to this country, my people, and myself! But what can we do to do that?

Griff had put his hand on his chin and thought, but with a stretched look on his face, he gave a low laugh.

"Oh, there's only one! That's right! You can have me kill Lambert! I will be heavily disposed of. But that's fine. Cut ourselves off and kill Lambert, that is the true proof of my loyalty. His Majesty said we can't lose ministers now, even for factional strife. Then my disposition will be postponed until the country stabilizes somewhat. In the meantime, I have time to think calmly. That way, I'm sure, Your Majesty will wake up, too. If His Majesty disposes of me before then, that is a sign that His Majesty took precedence over the emotions of the people. I can be faithful by my death. That is the proof of my loyalty. I don't care if I die or if His Majesty neglects me to die, but still! As a knight, it is not trust from the Lord that should prevail above all. That's the fact that my loyalty was real. Even if the Lord doesn't know that, if only I knew! I bet you are, Griff! Even if future generations are named after shameful generals who have earned their own greed, it's not really important."

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"How was it, knight? What about" Lambert the Four Demons "? I've watched it once on another occasion, but this time the actor was great. Griff's monologue also had something very compelling or truly imminent."

To Fiona's words, Lambert walks silently.

They had just watched a play in the theatre of Wang Du with Lambert in the lead role.

A few days had passed since the raid of "The Whistling Devil".

Even now, Haylesk, the king's capital, was in a state of confusion.

The number of dead was enormous, although they won the battle against their accomplices.

It's still uncertain how many casualties ordinary people have suffered.

However, it is no different than the annihilation of the whistle blowing demon, a forbidden sorcery organization that has been in the country for years.

And the people of Haylesk, the king's capital, yearned for entertainment to distract their grief.

For this reason, the royal family invested in the celebration of the War of Eight Kingdoms and the revival of the theatre.

"Uh, the knight likes, uh... Lambert, doesn't he? As a knight, how was this play?

"... both scholars and screenwriters twist their heads, but the past doesn't change. It all ended 200 years ago."

"Really...? But don't you think that's an interesting theory? It's been a mystery for years, and it's also a reason why the hero Griff suddenly went missing after the death of the Duke of Raidan. When the play first took place, it was already an amazing topic… I can't believe the screenwriter got caught by the royal family, as far as rumors go"

Fiona chuckles.

"In the first place, as long as this play is true"

"Hahaha... you don't have to be there... Enjoy it as a play."

Fiona turned her smile into a bitter smile.

"... Was he really missing?

Lambert stops and asks Fiona.

"That guy?"

"Well, it's glyph, glyph"

In the play, Griff continues to worry about whether or not he was doing the right thing after killing Lambert.

After Raidan's death, Griff finally begs Aurelia to dispose of herself.

But with more tears than Aurelia said, "I hate you. But you're needed by the country," Griff reiterates, saying Aurelia will never cloud her judgment with emotion.

The intolerable Griff disappears from the royal castle and throws himself to the bottom of the cliff where he pushes down Lambert.

"Don't you know...? Eh, it's a very famous story... The fact that the hero Griff is missing is as famous as Lambert's name, isn't it?

"Mmm..."

Lambert leaked his voice to the words, sadly.

"Oh, no, uh... of course, they're both stories that almost all the people know. Well, I mean, that's how famous it is."

Fiona says.

"Just because it's been two hundred years, you're often allowed to play such a joke. That hero Griff was crazy in color... and Aurelia, the princess, had a crush on the great sinner, etc."

"Whatever, it was two hundred years ago..."

"Hung, I lose my mind in the paranoid habits of both historians"

"Dear Knight of the Day...... Sounds like a little fun. It's a lot more rap than usual."

"What?"

Fiona pinches a cough in Lambert's annoying atmosphere.

"And... speaking of which, is that okay? Some kingdom soldiers are desperately looking for an armored man who calls himself Lambert. You mean the knight, right? The theatre is over, why don't you go...?

"I don't mind. I'm not the person to be on the table right now."

"If that's what the knight says, I won't force you."

What we were searching for was the survival of the Kingdoms soldiers who met directly with Lambert.

Some of them saw Lambert's skull.

But the story of Lambert being undead is not widespread, either because they cared, or because they can't believe it.

However, a man in armor claiming to be Lambert had been touched all over the King's Capital, wanting to invite him to the Royal Castle because he had contributed greatly to the destruction of the 'whistle blowing demon'.

This is also discussed throughout the Wang capital as a mysterious hero who calls himself a great sinner.

It is also a famous story that Sword Saint Ethnia, the head of the Kingdom Soldier Corps, cried down in front of the crowd saying, "I want to see the God of Wu again".

Three fake rambales who already wanted to get noticed but named for them had been kicked out of the royal castle by a furious Ethiopian.

Nevertheless, the Kingdom Soldiers were also busy for the reconstruction of the city and did not seem to be able to get much of a hold of the Lambert search.

Lambert was able to slowly circle the King's Capital thanks to it.

"... and apparently the time left for me isn't that long"

Lambert stares at his own arm.

Glyph's 'moon feathers' received arms that were no longer as powerful as they were before.

Setting aside time won't recover.

Not only that, but more than that, there was such a feeling that Mana, his very vitality, was flowing outward.

"Dear Knight? What does that mean..."

"There's somewhere I have to go, that is. I am not bright in the current king's capital. I'm glad you went out with the sightseeing."

Lambert turned his back on Fiona.

"Dear Knight..."

Fiona was staring at Lambert's back, but tied her mouth tight and breathed.

I really wanted to check something out.

No, it can't be, it can't be.

But it seems that a swordsman of unidentified body, dubbed Griff, whose mysterious many of Lambert's previous words and deeds, and above all his unparalleled strength, confirm that he is.

"Master Lambert!

Lambert stopped and looked back at Fiona.

Lambert laughed hun and nostalgic for the distant past.

"What a strange thing to be called Lambert in that face, etc."

Lambert had left the King's Capital with such satisfaction at the end.