Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

The awesome light that even scratches out the sun flashes many times. Just in my ear, my body trembles, my instincts feel death. The roar of anger trembles in the woods.

Light blows the mansion and overflowing darkness ravages the world.

It was a mythical battle.

I was lurking and observing the condition on a large tree growing in a very shallow area in the woods behind the mansion.

The Necromancer can detect the location of the undead under his command.

They don't have that much accuracy, but if they were far away, they might notice the road, so they couldn't leave the mansion.

Until Lord - dies.

What Lord produced was a giant dragon in pitch black.

Perhaps that fang was the catalyst. A muscle that ran like a blood vessel all over your body in a black flesh that reminded you of the darkness itself.

The tail stretches like a shadow to easily destroy the mansion, and the black flames emanating from the mouth swallow and burn the surroundings like waves.

The monster drew a line with the Lord's manipulative undead I had seen so far. The soul burns up black, showing a deep narrow enough to swallow the light as well, and everything is of a different character.

If Lord had known in advance that he had such a trump card, I would have proceeded a little more cautiously.

But the shaky amount of light blew away the black-dyed giant easily.

I would die a hundred times just for looting. [M] So much positive energy that I can be so sure of, it undoes the braces of darkness, burns down the vast majority of the dragon's giant, swallows the load behind it, and still doesn't stop penetrating a few meters next to my hidden tree.

It was just one little girl who made it up.

Cenri. The second-degree end knight waves his sword, not a single step in front of a giant dragon that could even swallow the world.

The positive energy of the centipede diminishes each time it is ejected, but immediately returns to normal as if it were replenished.

I don't know the load at the bottom, but I don't know the centimeter at the bottom. And if this is a second-degree knight, how many first-degree knights are there?

The evil dragon, who was blown up most of his body, plays back in an instant, however. The load, which should have disappeared into the light, is also flat.

The roar of Lord overlaps with the roar of Cenri's companions.

Advantages, disadvantages. I can't judge.

I'm weak. Jumping through and weak among the members on this occasion.

Whether you take the tail of a dragon or the blow of light, it will disappear with dust and mustard. The regenerative and physical abilities gained from becoming a corpse ghost (ghoul) are of no use.

But when I saw it, I was calm. I understand my weakness much better.

I'll do this, it was the only way. And the decision was correct.

The war situation is still antagonistic after inviting the assault. If I had given more time to prepare, the load might have lowered the centimeter lightly.

The End Knight is the strongest. In the hospital bed, I had such recognition after reading the activity in the miga many times.

According to my plan, Cenri and the others could have killed the load lighter. Even if Lord had one hundred and twenty lives, they should be used to fighting such a necromancer.

Tighten the collar of the sunset jacket and grip the shadow amulet.

I didn't bet on Lord. I bet on Cenri.

I decided that it was easier for the End Knight to escape than the Lord, who had numerous privileges over me, beginning with cunning and absolute command.

If I were a corpse ghost, I could still move in the sun, if I was rational, if I could hide negative signs in the amulet, I could sprinkle the Knights of the End.

I bet everything. If Lord wins - Lord will be uncomfortable with me for not coming right back as ordered.

We just have to believe that it's worn out and launch an attack before we can think of anything that doesn't go through with the order.

The sound never stopped. The mansion that I spent less than a year undead collapses.

To the flame. to the light. to the sword. It is smashed to pieces by the blow of a dragon.

I looked at it without raising my voice and remembered Lu.

§

The sun is climbing directly on top. And finally, the time has come.

My voice echoes in front of me as I lurk.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!

"Huh!?

Cenri roared for the first time.

Another giant light, reminiscent of the sun, emitted from its silver sword, burns down the evil dragon.

It was a miracle. The voice had life on it. There was no way that a centipede that ejected so much energy in a row could manipulate so much power. But Cenri did it.

You tried to shelter the lord, and the evil dragon with its big wings disappears with dust without any exchanging technique.

The light goes out. Remaining in the rubble heap were the centipede on his knees and his fellow blubbers.

And -.

"Stupid... why so much power... oh, yeah, yeah"

Lorde groans with a pulled look. There is no sign that the Evil Dragon will be resurrected.

The flesh turns from toe to toe to dust.

Have you exhausted one hundred and twenty lives? A wand falls out of its hand, and behold its own hand as it disappears.

There was no fear in that look. Without crying or calling, Lord was my imaginary Necromancer.

Seeing enemies disappearing with a sharp gaze as Cenri breathes roughly.

My silver hair was sticking with sweat on my forehead. You just ran out of power, I don't feel any positive force from the centipede right now.

"Now... over"

"Mouthless. If only my grief had come true, you and others - now... if it's night... oh -"

And Lord vanished Cenri astonishingly lightly, without even spewing a curse on the opponent who had destroyed him, and without even seeing his face properly.

As if everything had been an illusion, nothing remained. The robe turned into dust from flesh to flesh, and the only proof of the Lord's existence was the wand that had fallen to the ground.

I won. I won the bet. Lord was a benefactor and a natural enemy. He was a great enemy that I could not destroy.

I have no sense of accomplishment. There was no great grudge. Is that why I'm feeling a little lonely at the same time as relieved right now?

I'm the one who survived. No one can bind me anymore.

Cenri and the others, the Knights of the End are depleted. But I'm not going to launch an attack.

Was it severely depleted, or the centipede collapses as if the yarn had been accidentally cut? One of my buddies supports it and smiles like a shudder.

Availability of companions. That would be the big difference between the loads and the centers.

Lord had no companions, even with his subordination. If Lord had a companion, how would the battlefield have changed...

No, I don't want to say anything. Lord did everything he could, pushed his faith through, and lost. It's not even my mouth. [M]

One of the knights of the end takes the cane left of the load, folds it in two without hesitation, and burns it with light.

Supported by his companions, Senri and the others leave the mansion site. I didn't make one move on the spot and dropped it off. [M]

Until their signs disappear, all the time.

§

Make sure no one's gone and jump off the tree.

I was still on the tree for a few hours, so I feel a little stiff. As I stretched my spine wide, I headed to the site of the mansion.

The mansion had been completely destroyed. Roofs and walls turn into rubble, with no sign of the undead or of the living.

No, in case it wasn't broken, I couldn't be here all the time.

This is the base of the Necromancer.

Once the End Knights have left, but regained strength, they will come at the end of the mansion even tomorrow. In Miga, the Necromancer Ajito is often set on fire.

Well, what should we do now?

I'm a ghost. [M] I don't know about luxury, and I am confident that I can live as long as I have raw meat, because any life is better than it was in my lifetime.

Unlike the general undead, I'm not going to attack people. But you'll need to live unstoppable in people's eyes.

The only decision is to get right through these woods. There is no word for forgiveness in the knights of the end. In case they find us, death cannot be spared.

But before he escaped, I had a promise left.

Luu's body was buried under the rubble of the place where the former hallway was located.

Miraculously, there was no major damage to the body. A silver arrow pierced in the chest, purifying the darkness, would be the cause of death.

I'll wipe the blood leaking from your lips. Its face was calm, and it also looked as if it was just asleep.

Has she ever had such a peaceful look in her lifetime?

At least, all she was pointing at me was that angry, frightened look.

The corpse gave me an appetite, it smelled delicious and very good. For a corpse ghost (Ghoul), a person's corpse is a mess.

But I'm not going to eat it. I've never eaten a human.

"I... I'm still a man who keeps his word. Don't worry about it."

Hold the silver arrow. White smoke rises from his hands, and the sharp pain he hasn't felt in a long time since he became undead runs, but when he pulls it out and throws it away with strength, he bears up Luu's body.

Luu's flesh was very light. I don't know if that's the result of something missing as a person, or if it's because of my strong arm.

The soul, I'm sure, won't be here anymore.

Lew was doomed to die. She herself had a hunch about it, and I'm sure she would have died lightly somewhere without having to die here.

She didn't have the energy to live. But I didn't have the courage to die myself.

She was too weak. So I figured out what she wanted.

Upon hearing my suggestion, Lou wept. She called me a monster for the weak, for her hidden desires.

I had a chance. I suggested rescuing him, and maybe there was a way I could help you.

In fact, Lorde couldn't help it because he had Luu on hand until the last moment, but at the time I suggested I send Luu to the city, Luu had the option to snort.

But she didn't have that much strength either.

Oh, how can the world be so tired of knowing that a living girlfriend would lose that temper once I was dead, so badly rushed back from the grave?

I lost my life and spoke to Luu, who sleeps with a soothing look.

"As promised - I'll build you a grave. Let's pray for you to sleep in peace at last. You're glad you signed with me, aren't you?

§

I'm sorry, but I didn't have time to find a great place for the grave.

It was best to get it out of the enclosure of the mansion. Well, I didn't promise you a place, so you wouldn't mind.

Lew would have known I wasn't the type to cling to a grave. I know how she feels to be weak, but I was never sympathetic. [M]

A place out of the enclosure. At least pick a sunny spot and dig a hole.

Luckily Lou's body wasn't too big.

Using a piece of wood from the wreckage of the mansion and digging a hole to the extent that the body can afford to let it in, good things get Lew's body inside. Let him have the flowers that have swept around his chest.

I'm sorry, but I don't have time for this.

Well, there are no more evil Necromancers (Necromancers), so you won't have to worry about being made undead.

"I'm sorry. I don't know how to bury... I've been buried before, but I don't remember."

Carefully soil Luu's body as he makes excuses.

Well, it would be a lot better than being made undead by Lord and put to work after death. My legs, my body buried, only my face left at the end.

I didn't know how to say hello at the end, and in the end, I always spoke the language. [M]

"Lew is happier than Lord. I can get you to put up a grave. Well, I think Lord deserves it..."

Bury and consolidate your face firmly with dirt. I get up there, but I also feel a little lonely just for this.

Most importantly, I don't know where I buried it if I ever thought of coming to the grave to clap something up.

We should leave this place early, but this isn't a grave, it could piss us off from a dead luau. If you say you've done this far and broken a promise, etc., you can't even see it.

I was a little lost, but remembered that I had something good and went back to the site of the mansion. Silver arrows.

Carry the silver arrow you pulled out earlier with patience for the pain and poke it where you buried Luu. Silver says to keep the evil away.

It's not a cross, but if you crucify it, later, it's possible that I can't come to the grave with a mutation and a cross added to my weakness.

Then he brings a relatively beautiful, large chunk of stone from the remains of the mansion and stretches out his nails and engraves Luu's name there.

I didn't know my second name and I missed him a little, so I had no choice but to keep my second name in my lifetime. It would be better than making it Carmen.

I doubt the spelling of Lou's name fits, but well, I'd like to thank you for that area.

And when I was satisfied with my work, I prayed, finally, hand in hand.

She would surely be the first to pray for the undead, such as the dead.

Please - may Luu sleep in peace.

"What... do you do, are you there?

At that time, from behind, I heard voices that should never be heard.

Cut up prayers and stand up slowly. My fingertips were trembling. Illusion as if a knife was being stuck in your throat.

Turn around as you pray to God for yourself, not for Luu.

Senri, who should have walked away with her companion earlier, looked at me with pity.