Hundreds Years After I Was Called [Just Corpse], I’ve Become Strongest Undead When I Woke Up

"Fufufu, you're my loyal family from today... come here now"

Jean tells her to call even a young child.

I answered it magically.

"Fireball"

"... what?

Yeah, it looks like nothing happened.

If it had been under his control, we wouldn't have been able to attack like this.

"Hyi!?

Jean crouched aggressively to avoid the flames that suddenly flew in.

Surprisingly fast.

Apparently, we also have a good sense of combat.

Well, I don't want him to die yet, and I dared to let him go.

"What if I'm stupid!? How can you attack me!? Sure, my magic was activated!

When I look at it with my eyes peeled off and surprised, it doesn't seem like I just failed.

In short, it didn't work for me.

... that?

That means it's impossible to purify me...

Completely unexpected.

No, it's still too soon to decide that.

Let's hear the story for a moment.

"... hey"

I called out as I approached Jean.

That's why I feel intimidated...

"Eh...."

Because of that, the other side retreats one step or two to be frightened.

Maybe he's nervous because he's human.

Yes, let's not think of him as a human being.

Think of it as undead, not alive.

If they're undead, they should be able to have a little decent conversation.

Unfortunately, my good idea is ruined.

"~ ~ ~ ~!"

The last remaining undead woman stood in front of me.

"I, uhh... it was you... it just disappeared..."

But my face is sneezing with tears.

Perhaps you can't disobey Jean's orders.

... that's exactly what this is all about.

Whatever the undead, there was resistance to killing the woman who was crying.

When I hesitated, Jean saw it as an opportunity to take something like an old pot out of the jacket he was wearing.

"... yes, I had this! I wish I could keep it, but when this happens, I can't help it!

I threw the pot with all my heart as to what I thought.

The pot breaks when it falls to the ground.

Then a fierce unpleasant sign erupted from inside.

Something dark and miserable.

Although there is no substance, it is there with a definite presence.

Moreover, he was stupid while overlapping countless times.

"Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate."

"I can't forgive, I can't forgive, I can't forgive, I can't forgive, I can't forgive."

"Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die."

It's a lot of grievances to be scattered.

A flood of fierce emotions is coming at us like you're about to go mad just listening.

"Ghost...?

The Ghost is a kind of undead that does not have flesh and continues to wander the world just as a spiritual body.

What emerged from the pot was a collection of friendly ghosts.

"Ahahaha! It was a mass of ghosts I secretly collected and carefully raised! That's about 300! What an overwhelming resentment!? Even I had a hard time collecting this many!

Collect something better, anyway.

That's what I really thought.

The Ghost Collective is surrounded by the nearest woman, Undead.

"Come here."

"Come here."

"You'll be one of them."

"No, stop it! Let go of me! Stay out of my way!

Apparently, the spirit is about to be pulled out of her body.

Is that possible...?

The woman Undead begged Jean with tears and runny nose.

"Jean-sama, please! Help! Help!

"You don't have to do this anymore. I became a part of it."

"Why!? You told me you'd be with me forever!?

Ahahah, I don't remember.

"Such a-ahhhhh!?

After a loud scream, Undead's body collapses like a threaded doll.

Nooooooooooo!?

On the other hand, her spirit screamed to the end, but was rapidly absorbed into the ghost collection.

"Ahahah, this is a substitute for the spiritual body to grow forever!

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!

Now he's coming for me.

... scared!

After all, countless ghosts are approaching the world in a cursed form.

If I had been alive, I might have been a little bit.

I shouted in my heart.

Stay away from me!

"" "Oooh...?

Somehow the Ghost Collective stopped moving.

Huh? Huh?

Did you hear what I said?

No, no, I don't think so.

Besides, I just screamed in my heart.

... let's give it a try.

Go around three times, bam.

Well, that's what the Ghost Collective is all about.

Gururu guru.

"'One'"

Seriously!?

You said "One" three times right now!?

Okay, let's try something else.

Sit down!

The ghosts sat on the ground together.

Get down! Get down!

The ghosts fell all at once on the ground.

... it's like a well-disciplined dog.

Besides, it looks pretty good because it's a group.

"Hmm!? What do you mean!? What the hell are you doing!? I don't remember ordering you to do that!

Jean is in a hurry.

I don't know why, but it seems that this ghost collection is completely ignoring his orders and following me now.

Nh...?

Strangely enough, their feelings hidden behind their grievances were conveyed.

Kill me.

"I want to die."

Forgive me already.

... I see.

I don't think they like this kind of thing, either.

Jean's man uses ghost magic to force him to stay in this world.

Now I know exactly how blasphemous it is.

"... you want to sleep fast and quietly, too."

Asked, yeah, nodded forcefully.

In response, I activate magic.

"Fireball!

Flames that are not directional and burn to stay on the spot.

Magic doesn't work on spirits - that's common sense, but perhaps not the magic I use.

The ghosts jumped into a burning flame before us.

Ahh......

Now I can finally sleep...

Thank you....

Then it fades and eventually disappears.

It seems that my fire magic has the power to purify the Ghost.

... it doesn't work for me.

"This, this... this... this..."

Looking at the sight, Jean was shaking his lips.

"Let the ghost go through his will and manipulate him freely... no way, you..."

Then all the ghosts disappear.

I stared at Jean with angry eyes.

"Hyi?

Jean poked his buttocks on the spot to see if that was all he had left.

As I approached, I grabbed the throat.

"Ah, ah, ah...."

"Finally, just one question. Do you know how to... purify myself?

"Uhih... uhiahahaha!

... something suddenly burst into a strange wind.

"I couldn't have done that! Ihihi! How, yes! King's Landing! If we go to the capital of this country, we may find out something! Uhihihi!

King's Landing.

It seems that this Necromancer will not live up to my expectations.

"I see... goodbye"

I held my finger and crushed Jean's neck.

And the body of the Death Magician collapsed on the ground, just then.

"Hey, I found it!

--The Holy Knight Girl caught up with me.