Former General Is Undead Knight

Lambert was crossing a horse-loving nightmare with no head and running through a large garden.

It was surrounded by large walls of stone, and by the way there were statues of exquisite angels and soldiers.

The flowers are beautifully arranged in plain colors.

"Stop, stop! disrespect! You're a mess to know this place!

I can hear you blaming Lambert more than behind your back.

Lambert, in front of a large step, made Nightmare stop.

"Thank you so much for your hard work. You can't just ride a boulder from here on out. Besides, you're too dangerous for this any more. Run for it."

"Hin......"

The pitiful squeal of headless nightmare echoes from nowhere.

"Forgive me for leaving you. But for me, the time has come."

Nightmare presses his head against Lambert's neck.

Then turn your neck towards the end of the stone staircase.

"Will you follow me? Absolutely, he's a tough guy. Then let's walk side by side."

Lambert and Nightmare proceed along large stone steps side by side.

Before the two of them, a man in black stepped down.

He was a giant man no less than Lambert.

From between the black coats, the thin eye of the ship peeks.

"To bring the ghost of a beast into this place is a daring man. You've never been this far without your men. [M] I will praise you for that fact. But, thief, you've done the same."

That's what the man said and hung up on Lambert.

The two blades hidden in the black stretch.

Lambert prevents a man with the sheath of a great sword.

The man kicked the sword and jumped high into the universe, spinning vertically and falling to Lambert.

Lambert flushes it to the ground.

The man rolls down the ground and gets in shape.

"... I see it's not really just something. Swordsmen, once you meet, you get a glimpse of their nature. I can't imagine a man like you waving a sword doing grave vandalism. No, I've never known a man who could wield a sword like this to be on a continent."

A man can put his strength into a hand with a sword.

"It's a big light job in that physique. Harold, the Ethiopian master. I hear the head of the tomb keeper must not leave the king's tomb at any time, but it is a shame that you were absent from the raid of the" whistling demon "."

"I don't know who it is. But I'm the last keeper of the tomb guard. No matter how many people, it is my mission to terminate those who enter here without permission. I don't know what your purpose is, but I'm trusted here by the royal family. You, mighty man!

A man kicks a stone staircase and heads to Lambert.

"What is the purpose,. It is nothing more than my own devotion that I have visited in the holy tomb of the king. Don't hesitate to stop. But I can't just bend this wish."

Sword strikes run several times.

Harold's double sword was cleverly wrapped around Lambert's sword and stripped from his hand.

The two are flown to the left and right by each.

The blade of the great sword was directed at Harold on foot.

"Forgive me, Harold. Whatever it is, I want to move on."

Harold poked his knee on the spot.

"... I had a mouth I found out. Once you meet the sword, you know your nature, etc. Every time I had a meeting, I was told. It was my vessel, not knowing you."

Lambert quietly returned the Great Sword to his sheath, turning his back on Harold and climbing the stone steps.

"Please wait. I will not ask you anything incomplete, such as why you are heading to the King's Tomb. But who the hell are you? Under that thick magic gold (organ), who... whose corpse is it? Why are you trying to move on when you've already left the realm as a person?

"Well, you know what I mean? He said I was undead."

"Awkward, I can tell. There is no such thing as an anonymous creature. Weren't you Kensei a few generations ago? No, you're not. What if you're a hero griff who made this country a victory and made a mysterious disappearance?

"No, you're not."

Lambert shook his head and turned back to the front.

"I'm just a sinner. It's Lambert Dracroix, the hero of his belly, defeated by his lord and aimed at the neck of His Majesty Aurelia"

Harold opens his eyes all the time.

Even he, unable to leave the King's tomb, knew that an armored swordsman had appeared in the King's capital calling himself Lambert, destroying the 'whistle-blowing demon' with his overwhelming sword moves.

"What the hell are you...?

Lambert no longer stopped to ask Harold.

Nightmare, waiting for him on the stone steps, waved his tail to him as Lambert lined up.

There are several large graves lined up.

Lambert advanced to the biggest grave of them all.

Next to the statue of Aurelia, king of unity with a gentle face, lined with stone tablets.

On the left and right side of the tablet were statues of angels.

"... Your Majesty, Aurelia, it's been a long time"

Lambert looked up at the face of Aurelia's statue and said so.

Then I turned to the nightmare behind me.

"An undead is a pathetic demon. One of two things: being crusaded as a monster trapped in paranoia, or liquidating the past and disappearing. Luckily for me, it was the latter. But I don't know what's gonna happen to you. I'm leaving you. Forgive me."

Nightmare rings small and rubs his neck against the lambale.

Then I sit on the spot.

Nightmare's black fur fades away.

Behind the meat, the thick bones looked slight.

"Will you disappear with me, Nightmare?"

Originally, the untrained of Nightmare was that he killed the horse of the aristocracy that attacked him, protecting his master, and was killed by his master.

Serving Rambal and disappearing with him at the end of it was something that I didn't even wish for.

"... Your Majesty, forgive my impatience, for being a great sinner in disrespect, but wishing to decay beside you"

Lambert removed the helmet of the Demon Gold (Organ) and exposed his skull.

He carefully placed it on the ground before poking his knee at the statue of Aurelia.

"It was my main hope that I died in the service of you. It is also an extra privilege for me to be able to come back and protect your country again. Two hundred years ago, I thought I might have died senseless. But it wasn't. This is how I was able to protect the Kingdom of Legions. That's a lot more important than my honor. It was also an unexpected happiness to be able to see the kingdom of the developed future. It was also a sight I wanted to show His Majesty."

"Then let me hear it. He was still my knight, the Undead Night of the former General."

Is that a dream or a phantom?

Before Lambert, Aurelia stood.

Aurelia reaches for Lambert.

Lambert was also reaching out to her naturally.

Set aside time, Harold followed Lambert and appeared between the king's tombs.

No head, a big horse's body was rolling.

Then there was the appearance of a skeleton wrapped in armor, kneeling in the tomb of the King of Unity even though he had lost the flesh of Mana.