Leaving the country of falling-about the fact that he was the 4th granting surgeon in the world-
217 stories. My brother gave you the rank.
"Dear brother, it's Esther. Sorry for the delay in greeting you"
As I followed my brother's signs, he came closer and closer to my room... and I heard Knock and his voice.
You seem a little nervous.
"Esther, it's been a while. Thanks for coming. Please come inside."
Conscious of the calmer voice possible, I invite my brother into the room.
"Excuse me!
The life of the army would be cramped in some places, but his complexion seemed good and he was relieved for a moment.
I stroke my head and then let my brother sit in a chair, preparing tea and sweets.
I should have let you have plenty of delicious rice, but you shouldn't have if you were hungry.
"I'll take it.... brother. Nina's cooking arm, are you up again?
"Yeah, my sister made it even better."
My brother waited for me to take a bite, as usual, and then he mouthed the sweets himself to go with it.
You're a polite kid, anyway.
After filling her stomach gently, she talks about Esther's handling, which the Count told her.
"Count Brand told me. Dude, I hear you beat one of the Necromancers. That's amazing!
That seems to treat him heroically in the military now.
"Ah, yes..."
"You don't have to be modest. Well done, you're a great kid!
"It's an unbearable word. It's a beta, not an alpha, and the pawn was a pawn..."
Esther with a bitter laugh and cloudy words.
"What's up? Did something happen in that fight?
Count Brand didn't say anything in particular, but was there trouble at the scene?
"Er... this is ugly, excuse me"
After lowering his head deeply, Esther laid a cloth on the table and placed two big black bumps of boring there.
"Skull and a burnt human neck until it's charcoal?
I'm worn out, I don't know, but what's wrong with me?
"The corpse used by Beta's Necromancer... is the head of the Noble Army Governor and former Duke of Gordon Nonland"
Esther's grandfather and father!
"Right, you fought..."
Even though he was already dead, it would have been hard to fight his own family and take his neck off.
I made you do something pathetic.
"... Yes"
Esther returns words to me in such a way that it is difficult to say.
My brother still cares about me being persecuted at the Nonland family.
Maybe you don't know how to tell me.
"I want you to tell your brother what you're doing."
I don't give a shit anymore, so you can talk to me like you want.
"Er... one day when I was fighting, I saw bones poking and killing my allies"
With Esther on her lap and begging her to gently stroke her head, she gave me a pleasant look and then told me what had happened.
~ Esther side ~
It can't be normal for a bone to move.
Mr. Dan and I were convinced that the Necromancer was nearby, and after running the decree to Count Brand, we approached the bone to crush the pawn.
"Esther! Isn't that Esther! He's alive!
A familiar spear and a familiar voice.
"Governor of the Noble Nonland Army......"
"My grandson, you can call me Grandpa!
As expected by my brother, my grandfather's body had been recovered and reused by the Kingdom of Nazareth.
"Esther, I missed you! I'm sorry I'm an impudent father. Forgive me!
"Lord, is that Gordon? Don't apologize to your son. Shame on you!
I was worried about how to take it down, and now with my father's voice, the overflowing zombie of my gut approached me.
Was this man on this battlefield too...
"Esther, I'm sorry. Have you been abused by jinks? Before your soul returns to the afterlife, attach it to the monster with your guts to support you! Wait till then!
"Gordon, what are you talking about? Low ambition to attach to monsters, etc.!
"Father, we are already dead. There's no other way to stay in this world than to possess your soul to a monster."
"Huh! With temper and guts, shouldn't we take over the flesh of the aristocratic baby? If you look, you'll soon find a senior nobleman's baby."
"With a baby, you can't support Esther!
"You can grow up and then go see him. Hurry up, you're hurting me!
In front of me, spreading a crazy parent-child fight, my grandfather and father......
What do you think, you can develop such a flower field theory?
"Fire Arrow!!
I was frustrated by what I couldn't stand to hear and burned their hands and feet until I carburized them.
Two bodies upset about being burned by an edger are calling them gaggers, but that's not what I found out.
"I did it. Even though it would be more efficient to defeat the Necromancer while the quality pawn is on the field..."
In a rush to find a necromancer using sign detection, he discovers a human preparing a new pawn, whispering a cursing murmur at two useless pawns.
"Air Cyclone! Air Tornado!"
While an unusable pawn occupies the field, every guard who is ataffed is torn apart by wind magic.
I can't believe the pawn that consumed a ton of MP and rolled it out starts a stupid fight... I have sincere sympathy for him, but it's worse to show a gap on the battlefield.