Hero without Blood or Tear

- The capital of the empire?

Pezamut was trapped in Morse Sola, creating an undead army. He had no idea what was going on with the Empire. So I explained the situation.

- That's what happened.

- Kuhahaha! Amazing! With every intention of engaging in all-out war with the Dragon Emperor. Okay, I'm happy to let you in.

He said he made significant progress in securing the Undead with the help of Schwarzetoifel.

- Everything needs a power source. The Undead must also have a power source.

Usually skeletons and zombies rely on the magical power of a commander. Pay the undead the same magic as you pay the mercenary gold coins.

There are exceptions, like blood-eating vampires, but there is a limit to how many you can carry because you usually have to supply magic on a regular basis.

Now I can command about 1,500 undead. Pezamut has better command skills than me, and is estimated at 3-4,000. But I think it's more than that.

- With the help of the old dragon, we have solved a major horsepower problem for the Undead.

- So we can mobilize how many troops?

- Ten thousand.

- Ugh! 10,000!

I was really surprised. No such large undead army has emerged since the fall of the commander and the fall of the commander. In the past, great commanders have united to create tens of thousands of armies, but it's a very old story.

That such a Pezamut can perform 10,000 undead on his own. It was hard to process.

How did you get the magic you needed to hold the 1 st?

- Uh-huh, I'll let you know when I see you. It's more complicated than I thought.

From what I've told you, it's not my scene yet. 10,000, by the way. 10,000 is not the same as 10,000 humans in the Undead.

All you have to do is pay for your magic, so there's nothing to eat and drink. No plague, no deserters. As long as they avoid beings like Marie of Infinite Divine Power, they were a group superior to any other army in the empire.

- When do we leave? The sooner the better.

- The undead army is always ready. You don't have to carry around like a weak human. Heheheh heh.

When Pezamut was an enemy, he would have been very unlucky to say that, but he was reliable as an ally.

- Please.

- I'm looking forward to it. In the meantime, you have not led the undead army, even though you are the Demon King who decides to master the art of command. My heart is pounding at last with the thought of marching on the dead.

Commandments are a technique that deals with death, and they are devastated by humans and the Horsemen. Pezamut was unable to demonstrate his specialty because he could have been a worthy opponent of the empire by stirring up chaos with his commandos.

In fact, he has shown more reliance on the Orc Legion. Commandeering has been used at a level that does not irritate other monarchs.

But things are different now. With Morse Thorla in absolute defense, you have nothing to be reluctant about. If it was a crisis, you could hide in the undead city in these rugged mountains.

Realistically, there was no force to take down Morse Sola. The villagers here didn't need food or water, even if they were trapped in the mountains.

- General Desknight, Vampire Officer, Reach Chief. It's a troop to be processed. Heheheheh. You can expect results.

I was relieved that Pezamut was making a loud bang. Although he is good at shoveling the silver muscle, he is the Senior Demon King who is ranked 9th. I'm sure they'll give you a strand.

- It's gonna take us a while to get to Vienna. Bittenbuyer change bag.

At that, I nodded. It's 300 kilometers from Grosse Glockner to Vienna. And in between is the mountain range.

We can go around the flatlands and follow the Donau River all the way to Vienna, but if we don't, we'll advertise the March of the Undead to the Empire. We must sneak on Mount Sanaa to die.

- Hmm.... But the undead army can move day and night, so it will take about ten days. It's probably for the best if we have to go through places where there's no road.

He said he couldn't even be sure. There are many variables because we have to move through rough mountain ranges. Moreover, there is a middle and middle village in the mountains. It won't be easy to avoid a perfect ambush.

- That could take up to a full full day.

- We'll attack Vienna inside.

Pezamut will do his best. He's already socially dead once. This fight is a rebuilding mechanism for the Demon King's reputation.

- I'll make sure the people of Vienna get the name of this pessamut engraved in their bones. Enough with the crying.

- Thank you. Well, let me tell you something.

I talked about the soul I received from the boiling abyss. Then Pezamut showed interest.

- That's good, 'cause it's a waste of Richie's. When this fight is over, I'll work on it. Send it.

- Yeah, well, good luck with that.

* * *

Pezamut marched the day after he received the request for a change in the Wittenbuyer bag. With an undead army weapon, we were able to leave immediately.

“The hour of blood and death has come! Kuhahaha!”

Pezamut smiles as if he didn't know it.

‘Yes, this is what the natural king wanted to do. ’

I've always dreamed of running an empire with a majestic undead army. But there were always a lot of realistic problems. The higher the status, the more places you'll notice.

The dream was short and life was long. Dreams were always pushed to the rough reality. In the end, he was struck by life and died.

“Haha…. ”

A bitter smile flows from his mouth as he rides the undead. I don't know why I didn't want to live and die. He realized that he had only found his freedom and dreams after losing everything he had valued in his life.

“Hey."

The Rich Wizard, who was performing next to Pezamut's call, bows politely.

“You summoned me, Your Grace. ”

“Now he's on his way to the battlefield he's been searching for all his life. Isn't this a nice thing to do? ”

Leads an undead army and strikes the heart of the empire. Pezamut's heart beats like a boy's. Now the Empire will fear his name.

Pezamut was more than happy to see 10,000 undead following him. The undead march on a blurry moon's night without a dull step.

“Your Highness, you will burn for that reputation. ”

“Kuhahaha. That's good to hear. ”

Pezamut quickly grew arrogant as he felt better. He came back from the dead, but the fundamentals aren't going anywhere.

Overconfident, he vowed to lead everyone by example at the head of the army himself. Even though it helps to stay still.

The old heroes have always been heroes! This new opportunity will change me too! ’

It was, like, a performance commitment. Pezamut was the best when he was just holding on to the foam behind his back. But the gushing passion made me ignore that experience.

“Follow the King! Hahaha!”

Pezamut believed he had an outstanding ability to see the map and navigate its features. So I led the Undead army relentlessly. And after five days of marching, his generals raised their concerns.

“Your Grace, I hate to say this, but our troops seem to be on the wrong track. ”

It was not easy to steer clear of the rugged mountains. Especially in situations led by non-professionals such as Pezamut. But Fedjamut's enthusiasm was not so discouraged.

“Nothing to worry about. We will reach our destination in time! ”

General Undead and the Chief of Staff are starting to get nervous. But he assumed that he had already reached a point of no choice, and kept his mouth shut. And so the army grew farther and farther from its first destination.

And ten days later, Pezamut looked down at the giant city beneath the mountain and was convinced that he had finally arrived in Vienna, the capital of the empire.

“Great! You've reached Vienna before it's too late! Warriors of the Bone King! You've done well! ”

Pezamut prides himself on seeing all of these achievements as possible because he led them into heroism. But just like the heroes of the ancient name did, he gave the ball to his subordinates, not like him. Then Rich and the Desknights quickly responded.

“Compared to your abilities, the generals of the world cannot read maps! ”

“Your Majesty! You have accomplished something no army has ever done from a whale under your zeroes! ”

Pezamut's snoring grows higher and higher. He was now convinced that he was completely different from his life.

You're the monarch with your subordinates now. Didn't you complete this mission to penetrate the mountains?

“Hehe, thank you. But should a disgraced and solemn monarch always have humility by his side like a sword at his waist. Although it is true that this great work will be sung as a poet's epic poem in the future, the true king will reject such praises. ”

Desknight and Rich felt uneasy as Pezamut began to speak like an old epic hero. However, Pezamut felt tremendous joy and satisfaction in his ability and humility, whether he did so or not.

“Here we go. That's Vin, the capital of the Empire. No matter how strong and ferocious they are, they will be forced to surrender to us! The sky will also be amazed at our attack today! ”

Pezamut did not suspect because he believed the city below the mountain was empty. But it was a city called Graz. It was 140 kilometers southwest of Vienna.

The army had arrived completely wrong. Eventually, one less rich came out.

“Your Majesty, that is Graz, the second-largest city in the imperial territory. I understand that you mistakenly think of yourself as Vienna in a big and prosperous city, but the capital of the empire is bigger than that... ”

At that moment, Pezamut's face hardened. Then the people nearby knock Rich down flat.

Boom, boom, boom!

“You spineless Bone Wizard! ”

“Y-you 're a bone! ”

“Now I see he's got a problem with his mouth! ”

“Ahh! Let's put our bones together! ”

Soon, the mocker Rich reaches out, and they make hasty excuses.

“Your Majesty, sometimes heroic tasks come with envy and envy. He spoke nonsense and we punished him on your behalf. Please pass on to the monarch's mercy. ”

I liked the idea of Pezamut trying to get angry. You used to have a complaint, but now you're a completely new and wonderful person.

Of course, he felt the need to show him a different side. I was attracted to a more cool and generous look.

‘Yes. If you forgive a humble servant with the grace of the monarch, nothing would be better than this. The descendants will surely sing the virtues of this day. ’

Pezamut clears his throat and performs his role beautifully.

“With a brave god, your offer will accomplish its purpose immediately and satisfactorily. ”

The undead around you prostrate as Pezamut gathers his prey.

“Your Majesty, you are the best of the movers even when you are dead! ”

“I cannot express your majesty in any words and words known to the gods! ”

Fezamouth ordered an assault on Graz, shortly after the crisis had ended.

“Destroy the city in the name of Pezamut! ”

This poor city was destroyed all at once as many dead men went down into the mountains to attack.

Spectre flew over the walls, race, exploding magic at the gates of the city, and even the beloved Knight of Swordsmanship didn't stand a chance against the undead army as Graz.

Some priests exert their power, but the numbers are low, and they are quickly pushed. By morning, the city was already at peace.

However, the morning light rarely reached the city due to the human black smoke from the fire. Pezamut laughed favorably as he burned down the city hall and several of its bureaucrats.

“Kuhahahaha!”

He bursts into a frenzied smile in the flames and looks like the true Demon King. Then, the bronze panel at the entrance of the city hall fell and attracted the commander's attention.

[Graz City Hall. In the name of His Majesty, welcome.]

“ ……. ”

“ ……. ”

Faced with the fact that he tried to ignore it, the command fell into deep silence. All that remains is the laughter of Pezamut. But it was also getting more and more frequent.

“Hahaha! Haha… ha…. ”

The Rich and Desknights who were doing it nearby were in a hurry.

“I told you to go clean it up! You little bonehead!”

“What? When I grow a skull, you grow a horse bone! ”

The Demon King was clearly embarrassed. I can't find an excuse to shake my hand.

“Ho, aren't you crying over there? ”

“Hey, keep your head down. ”

The awkward atmosphere lasted, and everyone was in pain. Then a Desert Knight came out.

“Your Majesty! It's not here, it's the neighbourhood! ”

In response, Pezamut reacted.

“Neighborhood?”

Desknight stepped forward, a wise and discerning man.

“I see. Today's battle, Bondi, is about loosening up for the Capture of the Capital or the Outpost. The gods do not know your will. By saying this place is the capital, you mean practice as it is. ”

In saying that, Pezamut was saved. I found a way to escape with dignity. Rich, who was watching next to him, sneaks his bony thumb up.

“Nice.”

“Good catch. ”

Pezamut shouts, his black cloak looking picturesque.

“Yes!”

Flutter!

“This should be enough practice to conquer the capital! Dead men, loyal soldiers of the King! Now it's time for the army to go to war! ”

“Ooooo!”

The caring undead scream admirably as if they had no idea. Pezamut was overwhelmed by their passion.

“Yes! I march on the song of death! ”

The undead march with their bare hands.

Unfortunately, when I arrived in the neighbourhood, it was easy to see that it wasn't empty. It was a smaller city than Graz. Needless to say the same situation has been repeated since then.

“You're really crying this time, right? ”

“Cry more when you hear it. Be quiet. ”

Finally, Desknight, who was ahead, cried out again.

“Your Majesty! Thank you for allowing us to practice again! ”

Flutter!

The cloak twists again.

“Well, yes! ”

Pezamut led the army back into his own unoriginal dictatorship, and eventually he was unable to even locate himself. However, the army continued to move because it was a matter of facing the Demon King. And the city in question was destroyed without fail.

“Hey, enough practice! Hmph! Now I have to go to Vienna! ”

“The gods trust only you! ”

Thus, Pezamut was destroying successive towns in the province where he thought the emperor would never be safe. At a speed that is beyond common sense.

It was a perfect devastation operation, with the exception of the army getting lost. Even a wise emperor couldn't help it.

Either way, my insides burned black.

“Oh, fuck. Where the hell is Vin? ”

The Demon King was writing down a legendary reputation without his knowledge.