The Demon King's army, which controlled the first battle on the canal, will continue to invade.

It crossed the border and finally entered the territory of a small country.

Break through the defensive nets and cities set up everywhere, doing everything possible for the atrocities.

The size of the army exploded in order to undead the war dead and make them companions.

While the small state army is slaughtered before an overwhelming number of differences.

Occasionally I have tried to fight back by holy magic, but the damage I can do with it is only very small.

There were other demons of the undead here.

The effect of holy magic on them is thin.

The demons, who tasted the victory over and over, let their soldiers be ravaged with their power.

They aspire to the capital of a small country with the momentum of bamboo.

Meanwhile, I was in a bone carriage.

It's made of hundreds of skeletons.

Pulling the carriage is Ghoul's horse, slowly advancing through the rear of the Demon King's Army.

They are all moves that can be used to apply undead manipulation.

I was able to test the power of various things.

Nothing. I'm glad I was on foot, but Luciana told me this was more like a demon king.

Sure, the bone carriage stands out.

For the future as well, it is important to assert my presence to a large extent.

It was after such exchanges that we settled on this method of travel.

"Interestingly good. I wonder if there's anyone with a stakeout."

Luciana, sitting next to her, exhales boringly.

She was in the fight initially, but I got tired of her from the middle of it and it was at this rate.

I can understand that feeling.

The small countries had taken quite a few measures.

But this army is too powerful.

They seemed intent on attacking the fallen King's Capital, but were a very unlikely force to be able to do so.

I guess he was still instigated by another country or forced to invade.

We need to find out about that, too.

If you go to the Imperial Castle, you'll find the supporting documents.

I'm going to punish the country that put the extra ruse around.

However, it will not destroy.

Just distress them with moderate damage and make sure that countries work together.

"Small countries collapse without neglect. Nothing unforeseen has ever happened."

To my words, Luciana looked disgruntled.

She sways her legs hanging out.

"Uh, that's boring. It's a small country, so isn't it a strong person?

I shake my head sideways to deny Luciana's words.

"There are powerful men, but rarely, such as those who can do something about this army. That's..."

"I can't do it unless I'm the brave or wise man I once was. That's what you want to say, isn't it?

…………

I silence unexpectedly.

I couldn't think of a word to return.

I slipped my mouth a little, but Luciana's generally right.

It's just a handful of individuals, such as individuals who can deal with an army of demons.

Although I have fought many times within the kingdom, I still didn't see those people.

Even when I was human, I would only have had enough to count.

After ten years, no hero is born so easily.

"Anyway, the small country will continue to attack and crush and occupy. Take it seriously."

"Copy that. Atashi, don't worry, you're a woman to do it when you do it"

Luciana lets me try to make a power cobbler.

She stands out for the joke, but the strength of the former Four Heavens King is alive and well.

It is a delicacy that allows you to exercise various sorceries, without losing any calm in battle, and to take precise movements.

The arm that survived a decade without the Demon King with his subordination is not Dada.

Afterwards, after roughly half a day of travel, the city's outer walls were seen in the distance.

It is the capital of a small country.

There was no opponent's army on the way there.

Nor is there an atmosphere of being hidden.

They're going to bring it into a cage castle battle using the outer walls.

Fearing that a poor interception would diminish his army's combat power, he set the scene for a showdown in the capital.

(Clean, but too sweet an idea)

My magic would allow me to smash the outer walls in one blow and break in.

Easily penetrates even when defensive magic is stretched.

The small country seems to have finally lost its way.

I perceived it, I speak to Luciana.

"I'll be in touch with Grom on the way. I'll be right back."

"Yes, sir. Go ahead."

Luciana mouths the words of drop-off.

I concentrate my consciousness.

With a flash of flotation, the view in sight changed.

I stood neat indoors.

This is in the castle of the king's capital.

He switched consciousness to the whole of the ruling undead.

As a result of the training, even if they did not destroy their bodies, they were able to transfer.

Between the ruling undead, it is possible, regardless of distance.

Compared to metastatic magic, it is advantageous to have minimal wear and tear.

I had been practicing secretly lately so that I could exercise it smoothly.

"... Hmm"

It is Ghoul's body that I have taken over.

As I was checking my body condition, my flesh began to evaporate with a temper.

The stripped bone transforms black and quickly becomes its usual appearance.

The same phenomenon occurred when I tried it before.

Whatever the undead, it's forced to be like a black skeleton.

Is my presence fixed in this appearance?

As things stand, I don't have much trouble with it, but I'm a little concerned.

Maybe I could practice adjusting it so I can fix it with other looks.

I traveled between sights with metastatic magic.

That's where I sensed the signs of Grom.

"Humph, humph"

I hear a swallowing nose song.

Grom was giving in and doing some work.

Peeping from behind, he is eagerly polishing the throne.

I'm in a good mood because of how my nose is doing.

You don't seem to realize how floating I am.

"Grom"

"Hey!?

Speaking up, Grom made his shoulders jump.

He takes an upright immobility position when he turns this way.

It would score a hundred points for reflexive behavior.

Grom speaks with a blatant wolf.

"Ko, this is the Demon King! I wonder why you're here."

"I'm here to contact you on the way."

"Well, that's thankful happiness. And what is the situation?"

Don't touch on the throne polish and I will tell you about this battle.

That said, there are few things to talk about.

The Demon King's Army has repeatedly ravaged and pushed through the small lands, soon enough to reach the capital.

Grom strokes his chest down when he hears it.

"Hmm, that's a natural result. Because there is no way that every human being can fight the army of the Demon King. I was expecting this too."

"I'll probably be back tomorrow. Continue to seek the protection of the King's capital."

"Yeah, I'll take care of it. Raise your toast when you return!

Side by side the glom that makes me happy, I concentrate again.

and regained consciousness to the body waiting in the bone carriage

I stand above.

It is a position that overlooks the capital of a small country.

With my destruction of the main entrance, the Demon King's Army had broken into the city without being stopped.

The battle was now also at the end of the line, and a majority of the soldiers had already turned undead.

Winning or losing is never going to happen even if I do nothing.

"Demon King Summer."

As I watched the tragedy under my eyes, Luciana flew in.

She turns around by my side and then stands still.

How's the war going?

"The Demon King's Army has the majority of the capital. But there's one problem..."

Luciana scratches her cheek and laughs bitterly.

It's a bad way to say it to her.

Somehow I have a bad feeling about it.

"What's happening?

"It's like the undead are being defeated one after the other, resisting prisoners in prison. Looks like that's all we need."

It was an unexpected report.

It was unexpected that there would be so much damage that reinforcements would be needed.

That is also what prison prisoners are.

I thought there might be occasions for struggle, but I thought it was a castle where protection would be the toughest.

"You seem to have a bloody crowd. So, what's the size of the opponent?

When I asked, Luciana hesitated to respond.

Sounds like something hard to say.

Set aside for a little while, she speaks blurry.

"… alone"

"What"

"Only one prisoner is fighting more than one another against the Demon King's army. Probably, but he's a hero."