Rose Princess of Hellrage: Although I got Killed for Political Reasons, I got Revived as the Strongest Undead

The day after the invasion of the "decisive droet," René returned to the king's capital.

"Huh?“ Decisive Droet ”?

So far from the Adventurer Alliance, there must have been a circular close to banning Wang Du from entering... uh, but that's the kind of thing I don't care about, that "

Alastair reports about the raid while away, and Rene looks up to heaven.

As for the main adventurers in the country, they salvage information from her memory while she was possessed by the Illis.

The number two party in the country: "The Decisive Droet." It's like the Bonbon of the nobility of the Holy Kingdom doing it on the road.

The behavior of the leader, Erminio, is untraceable and unpredictable, and a bad-behaved adventurer who behaves on his own as a 'constitutional and guild'. He's not expelled because he hasn't got his hands on criminal activity, but the admonition from the Adventurer's Guild also counts three times. It's not strange to ignore the guild's circular and come aboard the King's Capital.

If you look over the walls, one red rose flag is burning down. The decision to kill everyone.

"It was a failure. Maybe we should have at least left a few undead over here who could use the city walls."

Now I wanted to make room for Rene's magic, so the only undead I had left in King's Capital was a handful of elites who could maintain it with Rich's magic. The rest is stored in the castle in material condition.

"Sorry a rima senu." By Sacred (Conception): The undestructed undead is in an irreparable state of hobo "

"It's not about you apologizing, Alastair. It would be enough if we could properly collect" Death Row ". Well, I guess I'm not here to help.

Can I ask you to count the loot more than that? …… "Storage Area (Inventory):"

When Rene used his magic, a large number of bodies appeared like magic from nothing hollow, creating a mountain in the square in front of the castle gate.

The bodies of knights and peasants who are stabbed, slashed, magically burned, and run out with a distressed look pile up.

"To Count Gaylor, the punishment will be at the top of your head. How long will it last?"

Alastair nods respectfully.

René has gone as far as Count Gaylor's territory on the northwestern edge of Ciel-Teira, where he has crushed the capital.

Count Gaylor is one of those who went down to Hilberto, the fold of the coup.

The loot was these corpses.

The magic of the storage system can be carried by storing large quantities of goods in subspace that would normally be impossible to carry. I can't get a big organism in there (but it's out depending on the size of Alinco), but it doesn't matter if it's a corpse. The high storage area (inventory) is also easy to transport corpses per 100 people.

But they keep eating magic while they're using it. Although there is ample room for magic (MP), the magic output drops while using the "Storage Area (Inventory)", and the red blade of the Durahan form of curse, which is the biggest weapon for Rene, also turns into a catfish.

If he had maintained a large number of undead, he would not have left much undead in the Wang capital because even the flight home would have been unbearable.

"I took all this home because of it, but I wonder if it would be Plamaizero if I subtracted what was broken by the" decisive droet ”. Besides, it feels like making up for the loss of quality in number...

I would have done less damage and won, wouldn't I? As soon as I leave, I want to be able to call me if anything happens. "

"Depends on the face of it. Oh, I can't. In the end, the princess's hands are annoying..."

"I can't help it.

... but I still have to think about radical measures. "

Rene thinks.

Securing and directing troops. Securing and defending bases. Information gathering. Supply procurement......

There are mountains of things to do, but I can never get around to it by myself.

If Rene can destroy the country and the world by herself, it doesn't matter, but I know that the ingenuity, skill and unity of the people will not be insulted. René also needs to lead certain forces in order to counter it.

At present, the most concerned is the Noaculio army, which appeared in the eastern part of Siel-Teira.

Hilberto had requested reinforcements from Noaculio before the fall of the king's capital. He defeated the advance empty cavalry in the battle of Wang Du, but the ground unit, the main unit, also came into the country well after a few days.

With Hilberto's request as a brocade flag, in the name of the protection of citizens, I intend to keep the army seated and under the force.

And probably Rene now is hard to hit from the front with the Noakurio army. Without a good deal floating around, he was just crushing the target of slaughter far from the Noaculio army for now.

- I knew I needed company.

René thinks again about what he thought before.

I want a strategy.

I want my hands and feet to help me with that.

Nothing, but I couldn't help but wish I had a Levnant-era Alastair here.

Even the battle against the Wang capital, René only gave the idea and direction. It was Alastair who packed the details of the operation and created an ad hoc chart branch for the situation.

Alastair, ghouled after that, almost remains of his lifetime knowledge, but the memory of events...... in other words, he has almost lost his' inclusion 'due to the accumulation of experience.

Whilst Udanoske has taken over the sharpened sword moves in action, it seems that only memories involving direct combat skills are exceptions, one way or another. Even skeletons without brains take over their lifetime skills, so they seem to remember something in a different element from the living.

Ghoulded Alastair is good on the ground and has sufficient knowledge as an official, so he is still competent, but Alastair is no longer there, who waved his spicy arm as a commander.

Even if we can talk about what Rene should do from now on, we won't be able to give him precise advice as a political craftsman.

"Anyway, I'll set up an attack on Marquis Edfeld territory as planned.

As an interim measure to secure human resources, if there seems to be an appropriate excellence, I will bring him in ghoulished. We need more troops. The knight wants to secure it as much as possible.

I wonder if the competent court minister who was involved in the national strategy is somewhere out there. If only Levnand could give me some useful advice for a few days. "

"I'm sorry, Arimase. I used to raise my mind when I was there, but I don't care if it's Desho..."

"It's not about apologizing.

...... I also need to think about my empowerment properly. Hard strategies... "

Rene thinks in a cheek-pushing pose.

At worst, the idea of abandoning everything and lurking in the darkness, entering a period of training where you only eat your soul and strengthen yourself also blurred your head. It is a method of warfare that thoroughly increases the level and then begins to ravage.

But it's only a last resort. If you spend too much time on it, the person you should avenge dies in peace on the bed.

To avoid that, I even thought about fighting him while I could.

Also the next day, it rained paper in Taylakaine, the territorial capital of the Marquis of Edfeld.

The zombies of the heavenly Winged Dragon were scattered. It was written with Rene's signature: 'If you give the lord, the life of the city's people will be saved'.

Carefully, it is even accompanied by pictograms and René handmade free-material-style illustrations for citizens who cannot read the letters.

The city made a fuss.

It is told that the fall of the Wang capital is natural and that several cities have been attacked since then.

Someone packed up and fled east. There are those who deliver white roses to the temple and pray.

And there were also a few people who stormed the Castle of Territorial Lords, lost in blood to give them their lords in earnest, and these were immediately captured.

Three days after the rain of Villa on Taylakaine, at the Lords' Castle.

Marquis Edfeld Marquis Marks Arnold Edfeld was facing several adventurers when he did it and in a shining correspondence.

Marks is in his 50s. He's a big man. I know I used to have a samurai-like body, but now I'm a little grumpy around my belly. Bald hair was dark brown and survival was cut short.

"Introducing" The Decisive Droet ”!

They wouldn't complain, Marquis!

One of the adventurers spread his hand and called the rest of the adventurers, 'Jah!' I just introduced him.

She said in a cheerful voice as she bounced, wanting to describe herself as an alto more than a tenor... he had white magnetic skin in his crisp, well-moving sunset eyes. He has long honey-colored hair tied in two pieces with an exaggerated large, red ribbon.

Tracy, a girl middle-aged man with a dazzling absolute realm.

What he shows are five "decisive droets”.

Five. Five men, including Erminio, who broke into the king's capital and died, were in full force. The resuscitation of Erminio was successful. Thanks to the Coffin of the Brave and the Flying Carpet that carries it, which prevents a reduced resuscitation success rate due to the passage of time.

With “Princess Rose of Grief" falling the King's Capital, the Lords... especially those who gave Hilberto, were terrified of war. They're trying to scratch adventurers and mercenaries and protect themselves.

Tracy is a valuable Sixth Class (Elite), not to mention how many non-combat oriented bandits (sheafs) are. Naturally, there was a voice hanging from the Marquis.

But as Tracy, I don't want to get involved in all this noise. It was three days ago that I came to see the Marquis to say no directly. If you refuse, say no. Because I thought we should meet and pass courtesy.

But the story was torn because of the example billa being sprinkled in the midst of meeting the Marquis. Tracy, who could not refuse the request of the Marquis, who followed him without life, asked the Marquis to release him by promising him that he would look for an escort to replace him.

"That being the case, Marquis. I can't even complain.

This “decisive droet” will take care of your escort.

Heh heh... I wouldn't say it's just an escort. If that “Princess Rose of Grief” is coming, let us crusade it. "

Introduced by Tracy, Erminio holds his fist anew with determination.

It seemed like a threatening snake to distort the finer surface and peel out the teeth.

"... those undead people. I'll make you regret thoroughly that you made me look like that.

Both “Princess Rose of Grief" and his subordination, I will exterminate them all.

And... hehe, prove that the "decisive droet” is better than the coward's "Zero Jingxiang" who's on escort duty. The Adventurer Guild, which unjustly holds me in the fifth grade (Adept), will also wake up a good addition and subtraction. Hehe... "

Tracy watched the burning erminio with her raw warm eyes.

One reason why Erminio chose the Siel-Teira kingdom as a place of action is that it is a little too free to lay down from the Doloet family when it is in the country and neighborhood of the Holy Kingdom of Diletta. And it was calculated that a country this size would be able to be the 'best adventurer in the country'.

Or Erminio thinks that he is the country's best adventurer and that the “decisive droet” is the country's best party. As a result, there was an upsurge to connect the second (...) to the second (...) rating (...) value (...).

"But, sir... is there a way to defeat Princess Rose of Grievances?"

Edgar waters the great language of Erminio. You're only dating for money, so you think you're excused from crossing degrees and being in danger.

Erminio cuts back in the way he made such a blatant fool of Edgar.

"Look, use your head for a little while.

Wang Du is an enemy land. It's not what I found out. But if the enemy is going to pop into our hands with congratulations, there will be plenty to do. You know, putting up traps, gathering your allies and stumbling...

Yes, we have to do the opposite of what happened the other day. "

"I see. That's my husband. Come on."

'Anyone can think of it to that extent, and if he can defeat it to that extent, there's no hard work'... and it was obvious what Edgar thought, but he didn't say it. I even said something to the Marquis. He seems to be putting up with it.

"Really dependable. It's not even my wish that you responded to my call. I'm counting on your work."

"Expectations... those expectations, let me betray them. For the better, of course."

Instead of complaining, Marks exchanged a gatchy handshake with Erminio.

Given that Marks is now (...) and (...) and (...) and (...) and (...) and (...) and (...) and (...), you should want whatever the fringe with the leading men of the Holy Kingdom of Diletta is. The El Minio that jumped in there is a chance itself for Marks. You'll have trouble getting your navel bent by the El Minio and getting out.

Tracy introduced the "decisive droet” also because she guessed what was going on around it.

I want both an armed escort and a handout to the Holy Kingdom, Marks.

I want an opportunity to fight “Princess Rose of Grief”, Erminio.

Anyway, I want to push it all and run, Tracy.

Everybody's going to get laid.

"Well, can I just hang on to this? Marquis."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work"

Later it's already between the parties, and Tracy just tries to get out of there.

And it was when Tracy hung her hand on the door knob in the reception room.

Jahn, Jahn, and the half-bells rang.

Everyone on the spot is breathtaking.

When Tracy rushes over to the window...... there's a shadow dancing in heaven.

The bodies of Hippogriff and Wyburn are flying with Skeleton on their backs.

Outside the city walls you can see from the castle are countless impending figures. The army of the undead.

"Wait. Are you coming at this time? If you were an hour late, you'd get away with it?

Tracy shrugged.

"I'm not too unhappy?