episode_0050

The undead is a subject matter that various subcultures have been concerned about to avoid even bone broth.

Even in RPGs of the 22nd century, undead monsters were always present. Skeletons, zombies, Specter Dullahan, etc. There were so many types.

However, the material that users wanted the most and the creator gave the most effort to was, of course, Death Knight.

A knight who refused to die. A knight brought back to life with a grudge, etc. Not only is it equipped with a narrative for a Death Knight, but it also has skills commensurate with its reputation.

Some users claimed that the Bone Dragon was bigger and more majestic, but they did not deny the coolness of the Death Knight.

It’s amazing that the game that ranked first before I became a minion also had a Death Knight character.

Therefore, this is the last minion that Chichi King will send out. It was also possible to predict what race the most trusted minion would be.

[Player – Chi-Chi King has sent out his last minion.]

[Minion – Death Knight Lord Chacha]

Despite being undead, it has a human-like appearance. However, the skin was so pale that it was pure white, showing that it was not real.

– Finally, it’s my turn.

Chacha, with hair so beautiful it could have been used in a shampoo commercial, wore a headgear. Then the pretty forehead and charming eyes were immersed in darkness.

The darkness became a light that highlighted the lowered bridge of the nose and small, thin lips.

As a death knight, he wore jet-black armor, and his breastplate swelled abnormally, giving an idea of his hidden volume.

To sum it up in one word: possible. Death Knight Lord Chacha was an incredibly beautiful woman.

“John! Don’t fall for the beauty world!”

Sophia, who knew my principles of action better than anyone else, warned me. Chichi King expressed his displeasure.

-Who… uses the beauty world…

“Gwangma. The main woman believes in you.”

“That’s right! Ranran is watching too!”

“I’m watching Gwangma!”

My girls made a fuss. Anyone who sees him will think he’s crazy about women.

I enjoyed it so much. I’m crazy about women. Yeomisae for short.

“Don’t worry.”

There is also a taste called necrophilia in the world. So, it is natural for Juji to be moved when he sees Chacha.

-That’s an unpleasant look.

Chacha expressed his discomfort. Like a knight in a fantasy setting, I pulled out my long sword and aimed it.

-But the body is quite good. Are you a knight?

“No. It’s sex.”

Sophia and Cheonsol touched their foreheads at the same time.

“What is sex?”

“Ranran doesn’t need to know yet. When the battle is over, voila. I guess I need to correct Gwangma’s speaking habits.”

If it had been corrected, Sophia would have already corrected it. Cheonsol still doesn’t know me very well.

-Chacha… That person is crazy… Don’t worry…

-yes. My lord. I’ll keep that in mind.

-Show your worth…

[Trainer – Chichi King is ready.]

“John! It really doesn’t work? Ranran is watching too! You know?”

[Trainer – Sofia is ready.]

“Of course I know.”

Early education is important. Our Ranran should know this too. To be honest, sex education in Confucian countries was very crude. I will become a pioneer and seeker of sex education.

[Battle starts!]

-come.

The Death Knight summoned a ghost horse. Unlike regular skeletal horses, it was equipped with barding, so it seemed strong enough to defeat most minions with just that.

“Summoning a vehicle is against the law.”

It’s not a fight between cavalry and infantry. I don’t even have a shield. He had to face a fully armed knight, relying only on his strong body and long sword.

-If you are a knight, you must learn horseback riding. Crazy people are not knights.

“I’m too old to be drunk on gisaeng.”

-haha! It’s Gisappong!

Chacha, riding the ghost horse, gave off a glow in his eyes that even the darkness could not hide.

-Ignoring the article. I went so crazy that I went crazy. I understand why this person is crazy.

Chacha lifted the lance hanging from the side of the ghost horse.

-I’ll show you what a true knight is!

-Hee hee hee!

Chacha came running with his lance raised. It was only a single knight’s charge, but I had the illusion that Mount Tai was approaching.

Yes. Chacha was a completely different opponent than the undead scoundrels he had faced so far. Even if we tried our best, it was difficult to win.

Knock knock knock

As the ghost horse accelerated, sand splashed from each footprint, creating dust. Chacha, sweeping away the sand and dust, was a knight himself.

As the unique morale of the undead enveloped Chacha and the ghost horse, the pressure grew even more. How should I deal with it?

Chacha didn’t even give him time to think. Chacha approached in the blink of an eye and threw out his lance.

If the pressure is like Mount Tai, you have to crush it.

“Taesan Thumbtack.”

He took a step forward and struck down his sword. The extreme points of the sword and the extreme points of the lance collided.

Jang!

A shock so strong that it tore my grip on the sword hit me. The sword body, unable to withstand the pressure, shook and gave way.

Lance aims for the neck. The ghost horse’s massive body is trying to trample on me.

As expected, a head-to-head match was impossible. I gave up my stubbornness and jumped to the side. I rolled so roughly that my body was covered in sand, and when I got up, I saw Chacha, who had just finished turning.

-haha!

What kind of girl is this haha? You have to cheer and smile. It was nonsense that would make feminists crazy when they heard it, but they couldn’t say it out loud.

Lance charging began again. A head-on fight is not possible, so avoid it, but if you move too fast, Cha Cha will adjust the angle.

If you are in a position where you cannot transfer power to the sword, you will be pierced by the lance. So, overcome the pressure and face the chacha.

-Even though you almost died, you didn’t lose your fighting spirit! I will keep my spirit high!

Wait until the very end. My body, tired of the pressure, whispered to me to run away, but I gritted my teeth and overcame it.

Earth’s history books contain dozens of accounts of infantry tactics to capture knights. Various weapons and formations were designed, but there was one core.

Falling from a horse.

-Just die!

I turned my body to avoid Lance. As if he had expected it, Chacha twisted his lance slightly and tried to pierce me, but I was a little faster.

Lance grazed his shoulder. Even though it was grazed, the flesh was dented and a dizzying pain came.

Even the speed of the ghost horse was faster than expected. Originally, I was going to cut off the barding that protects my legs with my sword, but I had to trust its self-healing ability and use my body to cut it off.

I stretched out my arms and legs and lay down on the floor. A ghost horse kicked past me.

-Hee hee hee!

In an instant, a pain so intense that it took my breath away enveloped my entire body. However, it is less powerful than the mechanic’s laser. It is weaker than the fire of Cheonsol that burned my body.

I swallowed the fishy blood and got up. Chacha was unable to turn and was calming down the ghost horse.

-Fly!

The ghost horse, which was staggering as if it would fall at any moment, stepped into the air. One leg was broken as it hit the iron man’s body, which was harder than a rock, but the undead horse maintained its balance on the remaining three legs.

-I never thought I would have prepared such a move. Nice try. But what to do now?

“What can I do?”

Self-healing.

The pain from being hit by the ghost horse disappeared, and weight grew on my shoulders. I held on to the blood-soaked, squishy sword with my calloused hands.

-Healing was possible. But did you think only you could do it?

As Chacha spread fraud, the ghost horse’s legs were restored. Did you also have restorative skills? The battle is really cruel.

“This was enough.”

-I gave up.

Who wants to give up?

“Sophia. Did you see it? I did my best.”

“Huh?”

“Let’s not say anything.”

“Gwangma, cheer up!”

The skill was activated in accordance with Ranran’s cheering.

“Getting pregnant.”

[Please specify the target.]

[Death Knight Lord Chacha]

[Ghost Horse]

“Nonsense… Was it a female?”

surprising!

“Uh-huh! John! Wet! no! Seup!!”

Sophia shouted urgently, as if she had heard herself muttering. No matter how capable I am, I really don’t want to get into trouble.

Suddenly, a classic meme I saw on the Internet came to mind. I heard Malbuzy is that good.

“Gwangma! I hope you don’t do what you think! Do not abandon human dignity!”

-Why… Like that…

-That’s unpleasant.

If the opponent was only a ghost horse, I would have used impregnation without hesitation, but since the opponent was divided in two, I had to give up.

What should I do if I write it to Chacha and then just hold on to the words and the duration runs out? Let us recall the original purpose of falling from a horse.

“Fire truck game.”

The target is a ghost horse.

It wasn’t as strong as when I used Impregnation, but it gave me enough strength. This is probably possible.

She declared, sinking her feet into the sand as if putting a dick in her vagina.

“Come.”

-The momentum has changed.

Chacha condensed an ominous aura into the lance.

-Even though he is a crazy person, he should be treated appropriately for someone who has built up his courage.

-purr

A knight with two legs charged. Lance charging, freed from the shackles of the ground, was fired like a flash fire.

It was confirmed that the ronin’s swordsmanship, which is optimized for dealing with humans, does not work. Medieval knights must be dealt with with knightly swordsmanship.

It reminded me of the honest yet rogue Death Knight’s sword. The heaviness of plate mail was replaced by the body of an iron man. Because he couldn’t understand mana, he couldn’t use the Cheongeunchu of Martial Arts, but he also trusted in the iron man’s body and buried his ankles in the sand instead.

My body creaked as if it would collapse at any moment from the strain, but I endured it and put all my strength into the long sword.

The heavily struck long sword and lance collided, reproducing the first clash. The long sword cracked, my wrist was twisted, and my body was pushed but not pushed.

Finally the sword bounced off the lance. Chacha tried to control it somehow, but the ghost horse, unable to overcome the acceleration, brought its body to the long sword.

Clink

The long sword that pierced the barding split in half. He forcefully lifted the arm that was about to go down and cut open the ghost horse’s stomach with the half of his sword.