"Shh, shh, shh?
"Yes, it's an easy game."
Ulrich was hanging out of his hips, but still managed to get up and distance himself from René.
Little by little so that they are not noticed (in fact, with the motion of discovery), next to the big hole empty in the wall, close to the door, which is the original entrance and exit.
The idea of why I'm here was full of heads.
Even if it hadn't been knocked down yet, wasn't the place far or southwest?
A girl who plays like a child.
I didn't think... A sign that your neck muscles will get cold enough that even Ulrich, a complete amateur, can tell when it comes to the fight.
This is murderous.
Fulfilling, Rene said with a smile that she enjoyed, but only her eyes weren't laughing.
"If You Live, You Win"
Ulrich jumped out into the hallway, hitting the door with all his might already, as he signaled the word.
"Hi-hi, hey, hey! Somebody help me!
Ulrich ran through the hallway screaming.
There's always a caution stick here, and I thought if I heard a scream and an employee came this way, I could use it as a shield and run away.
But Ulrich soon realized.
to the fact that I'm screaming from the end of the road as well.
"Hey, what...? What happened...?
Screaming. Running around like a doozy. The sound of something falling. Scream. Yell. Sounds like a sword meeting. Screaming...
The front door almost opened to be kicked through, from which a young male employee jumped out.
"Ahhh! Just help, help, help, help!!
"Hiya!?
He grew a sword from his chest in front of Ulrich, spitting blood and despairing.
Behind him was a skeleton in knight armor, sticking out his sword.
"Oh, oh, come on. So... but it's just a morsel..."
Ulrich said that painfully, shuddering his chin.
The sound of things you hear from the goers, that is, the same thing as this...
I wondered why. Why not just Rene, but even this stuff is in the Chamber of Commerce building.
"My Knights."
"Ghaaaa!?
Ulrich jumped up screaming when he heard his voice from behind.
Rene was right behind me.
"Hey, why!? Why to my chamber of commerce!
"Yeah? It's not just you."
Rene frowned because of the appearance that it was extracardiac.
'It's only an insult to think you're special about a guy like this,' but as if to say.
"Let your ears be clear. This is what's happening all over the city."
"Huh..."
Ulrich finally realized after being told.
Screaming, the contentious noise, can be heard from the outside as well.
Ulrich was about to swallow the situation.
But I was too desperate to understand.
There's no way the undead can break in when it's easy to get to a place like this. The guards of the guards and the soldiers of the assembled duke will not be able to reach this point without teasing the whole city apart.
... In fact, it was an even more desperate situation where a whole duke soldier to defend the city undead, but of course Ulrich didn't have a good idea to find out about it.
"Well, I'll go. Frozen Shackles (Ice Rock):"
"Gigi!?
Gagin! and made a noise and Ulrich's legs stuck together and out of balance Ulrich fell from his belly. Cushioned fat for soft landing.
When I forced the neck meat to fold and looked under my feet, Ulrich's legs were covered in ice chunks, which stuck together and one as if it were enough.
"Rule number one. Thou shalt not use thy feet."
"Mm, I can't! So how..."
"Wind Blade (Windcutter)" "
"Bye!!
Both arms of Ulrich were chosen by the wizards.
A blade of wind rattled both arms on each sleeve of his clothes, and blood dripped from his unbroken arm.
"Rule number two. We have to move with injured hands."
"Hey, what's good!?
Ulrich screams.
Even though it was hard to just be able to seal my legs, I was prevented from moving properly to my asking arm.
Ulrich has no confidence in his arm strength. I can't even lay down my arms once. Though I can support my belly meat and lay down with my arms up.
There's no way we can get away with this!
Rene casts more spells.
Now Ulrich felt like he was going to be crushed with his eyes, but he wasn't.
"" Creating Corpse Soldiers (Creative Undead) ""
It was the man who was stabbed to death in front of Ulrich that she enchanted.
A man who was supposed to be an unspeakable corpse moved.
"Rule number three. Do not be caught up with me. I'll use this guy as a ride because it's a hassle to walk after him. Good for you, it's not too fast. I mean, I don't feel comfortable riding!
Ulrich was peeling his eyes and watching the sight.
The name of this man... I don't remember anything else, but he must have been one of Ulrich's men anyway.
That he's crawling on all fours and putting a monster on his back, like a parent dating every little boy knight and playing horse!
Rene sat sideways on the man's back, like a noble lady did when riding a horse.
Put your head gently over your neck, which you were grabbing on your left hand, and grab the man's root instead of a reins.
"I will order the undead not to attack you only specifically. Let's get started."
The escape of despair began.
Ulrich crawled on full speed enough to beat the turtle as he dragged the shackles of ice.
With snow melting in the winter sunshine, the cobblestone on the avenue is a mess.
The abdominal area is moist and wet and trembles come from the bottom of the body. If it weren't for the thick fat, it could have frozen to death.
My arm hurt so much that every time I crawled on it seemed like a thousand cuts. After Ulrich's progression, there will be traces of dripping blood. The palm was cut off cold and there was no feeling anymore.
"Hey, hey, somebody ah! I need your help! I'll give you the money!!
Ulrich proceeded, screaming to mislead the pain.
From around, the sound of battle, the sound of slaughter, screaming.
It seems the undead are raging sporadically everywhere, a state of confusion in which people are not even constant in the direction of escape. There was no one going over Ulrich, no one rubbing off, no one he was desperate for, no one listening to Ulrich to help.
"Wow!
"Piggy!"
A boy running from the front caught his foot in Ulrich's face and relaxed.
It's like a kick hit the nose column clean, and Ulrich feels something smells like iron. My nose bled.
The boy fell over, but stood still and ran away at full speed, desperate without looking back.
"Ki, Ki, Ki, you......! How dare you kick my ass... I'm Ulrich Thomann... kid, I'll make sure you can't live in this city...!
Ulrich grumbles with resentment. But no one even listens to it.
But that's when.
Ulrich saw a carriage running desperately from the front.
And when I saw the tattoo posted on its front, I remembered my gratitude to God for the first time in a year and three months since the merchant enemy lost a fortune in stocks.
"Bye, carriage!? It's a carriage, our carriage! Hey, get him on! It's me!"
Two stands, pulled by a fine horse. That's a carriage from the Thomann Chamber of Commerce. It was a company car used by Ulrich and executives when travelling.
He puts a bishibashi whip in his horse, and comes at full speed.
"Let it ride......"
And ran through next door to Ulrich.
It was well visible to Ulrich that his lord looked at Ulrich and looked surprised, bitter, and turned away from him to give up something.
"Oh, oh, that bastard! Neck! Ahhhh!
Ulrich barked shaking the luxury of his neck.
Yes, he didn't come to pick up Ulrich, he was just running away.
And I prioritized my life and abandoned Ulrich.
"You didn't seem particularly loyal."
"Hia! Awwww..."
Rene on "The Horse" was approaching the distance she could hear her voice.
Ulrich hastily increased his speed.
"Ugh, horses... hippoglyphs... of, what you can ride..."
Ulrich was on his way to his own mansion.
If we go that far... there's a hippogriff I own privately as a rider!
I won't catch up with any monster as long as I can get on that!
I mean, if you run to the house, you win! and Ulrich told himself ignoring the various elements of despair.
"Hey, you're also bored to just run away. If I could get a brave BGM or something, I'd be thrilled."
"Ha ha...!?
"Do you want to go down the road instead and even listen to me? Shall I tell you what I have done?"
I'm not desperate and bored to survive, but Rene started talking on her own.
Talk about the blame bitterness in the name of 'torture', received from the knights.
Preface enough to be whipped. Hit the burning fire bowl, punch hot water, stab a needle in your mouth or between your nails, hang your fingers on grated gold, stick your head in the water bucket, and get your fingers crushed...
And the infinite hell of being able to hang the magic of (...) healing on (...) scratches (...) kake (...) ru (...) and (...) kaki (...) ru (...) with (...).
"... right? You can work hard to think like it's nothing that hurts your hand when you think about it like this, right?
"Wow, wow, wow!!
Because it is what Sara and Rene say, Ulrich scratched his hand desperately so that he could be driven to fear.
She didn't come up with a death game like this by working her cruel imagination to the extreme, she really thinks it's 'nothing' enough to get crawled at the hands of Zutaboro.
If you change your mind a little, she'll be adding a 'rule' of sprinkling boiled hot water or stabbing a needle in her mouth.
If they do that...... they die! He will die!!
Ulrich proceeded, squeezing his strength with a single heart that he just didn't want to die.
its forward.
There is a battle going on.
"Adventurer!?
Young men with swords in armor.
About three adventurers stood around twice as many undead opponents.
Besides, we're fighting a good fight.
This was the last help God had prepared and identified, and Ulrich withered his voice and cried out.
"Me, adventurer! An adventurer! Hey, help me! Defeat this monster! Gratuities are plentiful with gold coins..."
"Doom Wind (Descloud)" "
Something flew from behind that Ulrich.
Something like a red and black mist was sprayed, involving the adventurers and exploding.
"Ugh..."
"Ho!?
"Haaaa......!!
The entangled undead were flat, but the three adventurers fell in with their chests ripped open.
"Ahhh?
"Mm-hmm. I got some good ingredients. Maybe a fourth grade."
I don't know what happened. Behind Ulrich, Rene was pleased.
Ulrich understood. I knew it somewhere in my head but I finally swallowed it.
This is a game. Even the adventurer could kill Rene in an instant, he could kill Ulrich at any time.
He said he was just deliberately playing with it.
When I thought about it for a moment, the obvious fact finally stuck to my head and fell to my heart.
The moment I thought so, the hand I was moving with my strength finally stopped moving.
"Yabu!
My arm loses its strength, and Ulrich rams up.
"Oh, game over already?
"Horse" overtook Ulrich and Rene looked down at Ulrich from the front.
Silver eyes look cold at Ulrich.
As I looked at that face, Ulrich was... kind of pissed off.
It was a moment of barbaric courage, or an upside to a rash, of those who were finally ready to die.
"Oh, that's crazy! You think there are hundreds of thousands of people in this country!?
How can I be the only one to see this in there!?
I'm not a knight, I'm not a king! He's just a merchant! I didn't kill you!
"Yes, it is."
Rene had a cool face, even as Ulrich rebelled in his voice.
"It was directly the knights who killed me. And the lord Hilberto.
But it was the people who burned them... I don't know. It's a fluke.
If I want revenge there, I can only kill all my people, but I can't do as much as I want.
The rest escapes while you're killing someone who's in a place you can reach. Because this world is a big one.
So I have to get a little cluttered: if there were a hundred people, I might not be able to kill them all, but I could kill 50. That's how you kill them.
By killing them in large numbers, on a whim, and planting terror on the surviving people, we take revenge on the 'people' "
And Rene laughs with a tickle.
It was an adorable smile on the girl's face about what was wrong.
"Thou art of those that are slain by me. It also happens to be in my eyes, a man who is killed directly by me. You were simply unlucky.
… this is just 'unreasonable' "
"Nah..."
"More spare time.
I told you. Let's play a game. I wanted to play. "
In front of Ulrich, who is out of line for too much bullshit, Rene takes out a piece of paper as if she noticed something.
It's a caller.
Looks like there's been a call, and Rene has some kind of conversation with the person who's behind the token.
"... Okay, hold on a second.
Phew, too bad. I just got a job, too. So that's it for play time. It was a mess that I couldn't do and it was a mess, but I enjoyed it a little bit. "
And Rene, snarling her fingers.
"That body looks dull where I zombied it... and I'll take plenty of nourishment and just use some sturdy bones for you.
The one there. (...) shredded (...) this guy's meat (...)
Skeleton, who was nearby when Rene called me in, stopped by.
A skeleton in knight armor sets up a sword, grabs Ulrich's chest and drags him up.
"Hey...... don't. Stop it. Are you kidding me?
Skeleton had nothing to do with it and stuck his sword in Ulrich's abdomen.
And I started cutting the meat out of my belly little by little.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!
Awwwwwwwwwwwww!! Uhhhhhhhh!!!
Ulrich exclaimed loudly, feeling like his head had turned white.
It hurts beyond the feeling of pain. It was so cold, my sweat erupted from my whole body, and my blood flushed over my cobblestone.
Skeleton doesn't try to kill one thought. First, scrape the belly fat slightly. The next thing I knew, I scratched something elongated. Intestine.
"Ah, ahi! Stop... Tafu... Xu Hi!!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!
Ulrich, who slowly reduced the volume of his body, eventually stopped screaming.
If it's true, if you try to make a skeleton with "Corpse Soldier Creation (Creative Undead)", the flesh peels off the corpse and stands up with just the bones. That's why I don't need to shred the meat alive, but this was Rene's little flirtatious mind.
"'Stop', 'Help', 'Forgive'.
... I said the same thing. Nobody listened to me, though. "
Rene just shrugged like she was throwing up.