Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

"Ha-ha-ha..."

With a rough breath, I escaped from the East Forest and hid myself in a private house in Linghua Village.

When I get back to the village, things are changing in the village, and I hear dead people groaning from everywhere.

They didn't have a single living person in this village, and a red-eyed undead roaming around, looking for me.

Slowly looking out the private windows, the breathless man passes past his eyes.

Again, just like Raylan, his body doesn't move well or the way he walks looks like he's forced to drag his body.

"Why are they so rigid after death..."

Monsters of a species, usually common undead, said to be zombies, were incapable of thinking, preferred living human flesh, and it was common for the body to decay gradually.

There are many types of people who lose their eyesight and rely on their hearing because of eye decay, but they're obviously moving through their eyes.

I don't care what you think, you're looking for me, you don't look corrupt, you even look like you're communicating.

"If you're capable of thinking and you're not corrupt, you're not a zombie. I knew there was going to be some reason for that bitch's operation."

Calmly analyzing, there's a rattling noise behind it.

Looking back in surprise, there was a woman with an axe in one hand.

Was that Mr. Ed at Roger's party?

I wondered why I was alone here, but I'm also running away from the undead and lurking inside a strange private house, so maybe it's the same situation.

"Was it Mr. Ed? Are you off the hook with the Rogers?

…………

"Oh, I'm not undead, I'm fine. Were you okay over there?

"... ahhh..."

Oh, I can tell by one shot that this is Akan.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!

"That's the one!

The female warrior waves an axe and strikes.

Turning over the table that was quickly nearby, the female warrior falls. But when he grabbed my ankle, he pulled it down with great force.

"Do it!

I kick my foot without hesitation, but the female warrior joins me in drooling.

The original muscle strength is too different.

If a big lady warrior comes here for real, there's no way for me to shake it off.

He gives a creepy groan and brings his face closer as he runs his eyes blood and beeps and teeth.

"You're lying, Oi!

I rubbed it off with the female warrior and grabbed and punched the vase that was nearby, and the other thing I wanted besides my thoughts went into my face.

"Ah."

"Ahhhhhh"

For a moment I thought I'd done it, but by the time I was horrible, the woman warrior whose face snapped would try to bite me in the ankle.

"Doraaaaaaaa!

Suddenly the ambition rises and the body of the female warrior is blown away and struck against the wall.

When the intruding young man put the sword in his hand on the female warrior's neck, he fell off his neck as it was.

"Sorry, Ed."

It was Roger who suddenly broke in.

He cut a cross in front of his chest and turned to me after mourning the death of his companion.

"Are you all right?

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine."

"Good for you..."

That's what I said. Roger's complexion is bad, and his feet are stubborn.

"You're the one who's gonna be okay?

"I'd say it's okay, but it's not very good"

"What the hell happened?

"I don't know either. My buddies started nauseating at night. I was wondering if the owner of the inn could give me some medicine, but I can't find it anywhere. When you hear groans coming out of the outside, the undead are everywhere. Ed was the least fit. Undead didn't even bite me after a while, but I undead it."

I shake my head because I don't know why anymore, Roger.

They do not realize that the art of undead was planted in the village chief's dish.

"What about the rest of us?

"Hina and the others headed towards the temple"

"There's a cliff crashing."

"Still better than being in the village. Perhaps we are all cursed of the undead. Hurry up and de-curse or no one will be helped."

That being said, there are many patterns that the curse of the undead system cannot be lifted, and if you undead it, you will lose consciousness and come at me like a female warrior you just did.

I don't know if I can, but Chloe from Priest might know something about how to curse it.

"All right, then, once we go to the temple and rendezvous with Roger's people..."

"No, let's leave the village now"

"What, but your people..."

"You saw Ed earlier. Both Hina and Liana are probably too late. I'm just gonna come back now and meet those undead guys."

"But then..."

"You've heard about the party that was wiped out at the behest of the undead, too! The majority of them are attacked by their peers in reverse as they try to help their undead peers. We're either going to wipe out the situation, or we're going to have to help ourselves."

I guess it means Roger that one of them will help.

It is not an unforgivable act to abandon one's companions and say that one can only help oneself. But if you look at Roger's current capacity, if you were to go help your people and run away from it, it would be extremely likely to take too long to undead.

"Okay. Then I'll go to the temple."

"Ha, why you? It's not even a party. I don't need you to do that."

"I know. But I don't want to abandon you so easily."

Raylan's face came up in my brain for a moment.

"You run first. Catch up with you later."

I build the flag, then I break up with Roger, and I go outside.

Sneak up behind and inside the private house and get closer to the temple so the undead won't find you.

A red light of lanterns is lit in a dark village, and inhabitants who groaned around it roam.

A few of them, I see an undead in Chinese clothes similar to Raylan.

Armed with swords, tridents, etc., they are clearly moving differently from the rest of the undead, in a regular, army-like motion.

That increases in number the closer you get to the temple.

"Is that the guy Raylan was talking about, the Black Dragons?

I'm sorry I was so caught off guard when I wondered.

"Wow!

Looking back, there was a bloody undead face in front of me, and I raised my voice out of surprise.

"Shit!

I pop the undead in front of me, stop hiding and run all the way to the temple.

But there's a bunch of chinese clothes chasing it like a shadow.

"The Black Dragon Squad sounds like a mistake."

Despite all the sickness, the Black Dragon Squad crew, who stuck to the side perfectly, throws a weapon like a hippo Kunai at me.

One haircut after another was thrown and my body was covered with cuts.

"I need to wrap these guys around somehow! We can't all go to the temple like this."

I know, but the number of Black Dragon Squads is high. Probably not my status high enough to get away with being surrounded by battle pros and ten bumpy undead bodies.

Short range transfer with flash moves? No, it's not something you can keep using until you get back to the temple.

So what do we do?

The moment I thought so, a woman in Chinese clothes appeared abruptly in front of me, with an intense fist on my dovetail.

"Ooh... damn!

The woman in front of her slowly buckles back as she wields the sabel.

"They're like clubs."

My belly damage is bigger than I thought and I can't run. The Black Dragon Squad with all sorts of weapons gathers around me who stopped the run.

And like breaking that circle, an old woman like the devil shows her face.

"Foffo, I just need to get out of here alone."

"You monster bitch."

The village chief accompanies Raylan with a bill on him and looks down at me with pleasure.

"The ones your Lord is trying to help are jonesing in the temple. It's typical of me to die for nothing."

"Shut up, Baba."

"I don't know. Yeah, I figured it out. You should also think about hybridizing a kiosk. It is very interesting to see if only prince parents will have children. I don't care if your lord wants you to mate with Raylan. Yeah. Soul transfer is not enough after you've seen the consequences."

"How far are you going to fool a human being?"

"Say something different. These guys are dead, dead people are like things. Don't tell the dead people they have no mouth."

"Then you, the dead meat, are just like the thing."

"Fofofofo, you're not the only one who's masterful."

"I can't imagine raising a decent child."

"In the meantime, I'm not going to look forward to seeing what it tastes like to be a newborn Kionsey."

"Assholes have to die. I don't know what to say, but Kichi Ooi's gonna be cured if he dies."

I can't save a zombie from cannibalism.

I know exactly why an unsaved Grade B horror is incinerated every time.

In the world I was in, for some reason, there's a fucking law called Kichi Oui Not Guilty, but it's not like that here. Be prepared.

An old woman suspicious of me for some reason being cornered but showing no fear at all in her eyes.

"Are you up to something?

"Sometimes I think it's funny how B-grade Jonesy vs. Franken is."

I have my hands depressed in front of my bread and I have bees and light spilling in my hands.

"What are you doing!?

Rarely surprised old woman. That's right. I've never done it either. I don't know if I can.

Application of short-range transfer flash moves.

If you can travel at close range, you can do the opposite.

Calling the other side, not this way.

A simple summons to set up a call point on the other side and call it through the transfer space.

When I get lightning from my smartphone, a geometric magic formation unfolds directly beneath me.

[Mastering Anazer Skills, Scramble Commands]

I think I heard something from the smartphone.

But now I don't hear it because I concentrate on doing the summons.

I call warrior names on spinning magic formations.

"Come, Erica"

One girl emerges from the magic formation with raging white dragon-like lightning.

Bright white helm with blonde hair and the same faceless expression.

The intimidation of a girl who is the most rare is strong, an overwhelming presence of what she sees.

Ringing her armed heel boots, the girl is royal over the magic formation without even being naturally surprised to be summoned.

"This girl..."

"We have responded to the demon guide Armor Erica summons to march out. Confirm multiple enemy forces around. Master, give me your orders."

I'm surrounded by enemies, but I don't see any movement at all, I just calmly grasp the situation.

"Make all these guys non-combatant. But don't kill anyone but Baba."

"Copy that. Apart from that, what does Master Franken mean?"

Were you listening? Oh, come on, you know and you're asking.

"It means a very strong melting man."

"React to false sensors. Master, you're lying, aren't you?

"Are you following that!?

"It's a lie."

That was a mess.

Erica's laughter spills when she gets to say it quite a bit too.

"Start Combat (Open Combat) EXEM3 (Exemsley) Transfer"

A giant gaddling cannon is transferred into Aerica's hands.

"Fire"

With the words of light firing, the gaddling cannon roars and spins the cannon body at high speeds.

I told you not to kill a bullet fired with great momentum. Did you hear the orders? and overwhelm the nearby Black Dragon Squad with the destructive power of anxiety, shooting and smashing the civilian house to pieces with stray bullets.

"Raylan, he looks a little tricky. You're the one dealing with it."

The old woman switches the plaque affixed to Raylan's head, and the quiet girl spreads her hands wide, letting the thunder and tornado come together in both hands.

Realizing that, Erica tries to respond to the melee by turning off the gaddling cannon, but in time she was to receive Raylan's right hand of thunder with the cannon.

At the same time that the bee sounded like a leak of electricity, Erica lets go of the gaddling cannon.

Shortly afterwards, the gaddling cannon explodes and the two of them, who were at close range, are drunk by a blast.

But the two didn't look like they cared about that, they were in mid-melee combat in flames.

Erica summons a pistol instantly and without hesitation rotates the cylinder toward Raylan's brow.

Raylan doesn't look cowardly at all when he says he's being fired a pistol in front of him, and when he turns away and dodges with a critical look, he puts a tornado together in Erica's belly with his left arm.

Compressed air destroys built-in organs, and a normal human would no longer be able to move.

But Erica is no ordinary warrior there.

Grabbing Raylan's face with total no-reaction makes him hang his head over the private walls as he is.

One of the private houses collapsed as it sounded dull with Zdon.

A power fight would be Aerica's overwhelming advantage.

"Go, Erica, you're strong, Erica!

Backing up like a robotic cartoon in Showa, the Black Dragon Squad, scattered by the shooting of a gaddling cannon, came back again and started targeting me.

"Do it."

Erica realizes that too and scatters the Black Dragon Squad, but flirts and flirts with Erica in a dominant move that doesn't seem like a normal undead.

"Raylan's super tight, but the Black Dragons suck, too."

In the meantime, things were different when one of the Black Dragon Squads, blown away by Erica's Lariat, rose to peel.

Instead of making as crisp a move as I just did, I'm shaking my body left and right every bit, making an undead kind of move.

And what I thought was that I was attacked by an old woman who was nearby.

When the old woman quickly chops off her neck with a giant meat-cutting knife, she exaggerates her raw head rolled with eyes that look at the garbage.

"Why did he hit that Baba..."

Baba's out of technique? Why? Erica blew me away and my consciousness returned to the undead?

No, you're not. I look at my rolling head and realize it.

All right. The head tag came off.

Without a doubt, the way to manipulate Baba's undead is a bill with a decree strapped to his head.

There was also something written on the bill that was sticking to Raylan earlier.

The bills that are affixed to the heads of Raylan and the Black Dragon Squad right now say "kill," and if you can put the letters on those bills, you might be able to control the undead.

"Erica, can we stop these guys here for a while? We've got an emergency."

"I'll admit it if I'm not on errands with other women"

"Don't keep getting more and more levels of jokes"

"No such function is included with the machine"

"That's a gag, including that."

Aerica forwards a large-calibre cannon cannon to open a breakthrough, blows up every single private house, and makes my escape route.

I'll just dash and make sure I don't waste the opportunity she made me.

"Don't let them get away with it!

The Black Dragon Squad flies at the orders of the old woman.

"SpiderNet Deployment"

The Black Dragon Squad that flew up to chase me was taken from Erica's unleashed net and pulled down as it was.

Comparing the strength of nearly twenty Black Dragon Squads alone, the ability to win was amazing.

"You're like collecting 100 bears."

The old woman sees Erica with a bitter look.

Though he appeared to be faceless, he was told a hundred bears and his body temperature rose by about 0.2 degrees from anger.