episode_0669

If you ask what Lucy Allen’s weakness is, anyone who knows her will say the same thing.

People around you.

Having been through all sorts of hardships for a long time, she doesn’t care much about her own pain.

It’s not that I can’t feel pain, but I can ignore and overlook a certain level of pain.

But I can’t stand it when people around me are harmed.

Especially if it comes from yourself.

The Pope knows this well.

Because from the moment Lucy took up Ruel’s Mace, we’ve seen and heard a lot about her.

Everything from her personality to her interpersonal relationships.

So I knew where to start.

You shouldn’t break something big from the start.

If a huge shock hits you without any preparation, you won’t be able to feel all the pain vividly.

First, it has to create a small ripple.

To make you think about the other person’s intentions. To make you imagine the worst. To make you go crazy trying to stop him.

Only then can the opponent receive a huge shock with his whole body and collapse.

“Is that the place?”

The knight who followed the Pope tilted his head as he looked at the small mansion perched on the hill.

It was a place with nothing special about it.

A minor nobleman in name only, existing in a remote corner of the countryside.

A place where if one article falls, everything will be swept away.

A powerful commander exists in a place like that?

“You’ll know when you get there. Be sure to prepare yourself mentally.”

“Okay, Your Majesty.”

The knight headed to the mansion with those who had surpassed death.

The sight of about a dozen people, each holding their weapons, moving forward was a natural sight, ruining the pastoral scenery of the mansion.

*

Vichy, who had recently followed Adri to the castle in the capital, was keenly aware of the proverb that leaving home is a struggle.

Even when I think back on it now, the scenery at that time was horrific.

After that, Lucy was kidnapped, and in the gloomy atmosphere, my stomach was breaking trying to keep up, and it was also difficult to mediate between the kings of the previous generation of Soladinn and the third prince, Arthur.

The most frustrating thing was that I never saw Lucy Allen, the one who had caused all this trouble, again.

You said there was a way to give your body to Adri! You made a deal!

Now that the work is done, you should let me know right away!

Why aren’t you coming to see me and are you causing trouble somewhere else?

– It looks like there’s no time to worry about this.

Vissi pouted her lips at Adri’s words as he floated around on the bed.

“Who doesn’t know that? I was just throwing a tantrum.”

– It’s not that urgent.

“I know. I know, but.”

Adri knew why Visi was in such a hurry.

She wants to wander around with Adri, but she also wants to see the dead come back to life.

After all, Bishi’s wish is to revive his younger brother.

– We should hope that Alun Youngae wins. If she loses, we won’t have anyone to tell us anything.

“Is it meaningful for us to cheer now?”

In the past few days, Lucy has become a hero across the continent.

The bards are all talking about her, the value of trinkets with pictures of Lucy on them is skyrocketing, and even the little children in this remote corner of the country know her name.

Because of this, an emergency was declared among the noble ladies of Soladin.

Because they’ve been harassing Lucy for a very long time.

They claimed that they didn’t know about the curse on her, that they wouldn’t have done it if they had known, and that they were the victims, but it didn’t seem like that would change anything.

The bullying of Lucy has been an open and public affair in social circles.

Their parents must be worried by now.

Lucy Allen was the one who had the greatest contribution in suppressing the various incidents that had occurred in the palace, and she even got the justification, so she did not like it.

The opponent will literally be erased.

They probably don’t want Lucy to perish.

You might be praying for Lucy’s defeat more earnestly than the world’s salvation.

Well, when I think about it this way, I think I should pray too.

I don’t know how effective the prayers of a necromancer who has abandoned God would be.

–

Visi!

“Yeah. Why? I’m thinking about what kind of prayer I should offer now…”

– This is not the time to be talking like that! The enemy is coming!

“…enemy?”

– These are the ones with the spirit of evil!

“That. Why do those guys come here!”

Was it because of what happened in the kingdom last time!? Was it taken then?!

– There’s no time to think about that! You have to get out now!

“ First, take your parents to a safe place.”

– There’s no place safer than this mansion! You know that!

Yes, that’s right. Last time, I gave various things to the mansion together with Adri.

Visi, who came to her senses at Adri’s urging, grabbed her cane and ran outside.

His mother, who was cooking inside, asked him what was going on, but Bishi did not answer.

The first thing she did when she got outside was to make sure no one could open the door from inside the building.

Because it was obvious what would happen if my parents, who didn’t know how to fight, came out.

With trembling hands, she gripped her staff tightly and checked the enemies approaching from afar.

The one in the lead was a knight in white armor.

The knight filled with the aura that the necromancers hated the most was clearly a man from the Church of the Lord.

But those around him were the complete opposite.

They were something infinitely closer to command.

A being who walks the world denying the fact that he has already faced death.

Monsters that are not allowed in this world.

Although they were beings that could be called the ideal of Vichy, she felt no emotion whatsoever when she saw those monsters.

Alarm bells constantly ring in my head.

That’s something that shouldn’t exist in this world.

They are things that break the rules just by existing. They are a nightmare that can never be accepted on Earth.

…I was trying to make my brother into that kind of person?

– Visi!

“Ah. Aaaah.”

– Wake up! When you’re like that.

“I. I.”

– Hey, Visi! Come on!!

Visi, who came to her senses startled by the screaming inside her skull, realized that Adri had dug into her head.

“Ah. Adri?”

– Aaah! I can’t stand it! Is this the time to be worrying about such things!? The problem isn’t that you’re dying alone! What are your parents going to do if you die?

She was right.

Frustrated, desperate, and self-loathing, hanging from the ceiling was something I could do later on.

What Vichy must do now is fight them.

– I’ve sent a signal to Alun Youngae. All you have to do is hold on until rescue comes.

“…Isn’t it pointless to wear a mask again now?”

– Just pretend you don’t know.

“Haha. That’s hard. You yelled at my brain.”

Haa. Well, thanks to that, the tension has eased. As Bishi smiles lightly and swings his staff, Adri sings the Commander’s Song from behind.

The spirits that were buried deep in the ground come out to the surface and scream.

The sky that had been clear until just a moment ago was covered with dark clouds, a harsh, cold wind blew, and life on the earth gradually died in the cold.

“Your Majesty, what you said was right.”

The knight, who had reached Visi without realizing it, raised his sword as if he was rejoicing and illuminated the surroundings with his divinity.

“Die, you evil thing.”

“I don’t think you’re in a position to say something like that.”

– Strictly speaking, we’re the same kind of people, right?

The knight rushed to Adre without the slightest hesitation.

The speed of the knight who utilized both Aura and Divinity was overwhelming.

At least it wasn’t something that Vichy could keep up with.

– That’s an interesting sword.

But for the shaman, such a thing was merely a problem that could be solved.

Because those who could handle the spirits of the dead could delegate to others the tasks they could not do themselves.

– Religious people, past and present, all have a dirty background.

– They’re an annoying bunch.

– Oh my! Do you take God’s grace lightly?

– It’s noisy. You ugly religious bastard. If you’re going to be a commander, you should at least lose some pride.

The spirits that now hovered over the earth were not mere ghosts.

Those who served as kings of Soladinn in the past and sacrificed their souls for their country even after death.

The messengers, who chose Bishi as their new home instead of becoming Buddha, swearing at the knight in front of them, saying that they were worried about the mess that their descendants were making.

“Ghosts of the past.”

– Oh. That guy’s the leader of a desert tribe! He must have died a long time ago.

“So you too, eventually grew old and died?”

– I know that guy! He’s the piece of trash that fought me on the battlefield!

“Massacre. I never thought I’d see it like this.”

– Hehehe. You guys are such small-time bastards.

“I will definitely kill you this time.”

The blind men of the past and the kings of the past collide, and Adri blocks the knight who flies in between.

The dozens of blades floating in the air supplemented his lack of swordsmanship skills.

“I’m glad you came here! This will allow me to do one more thing for the great Lord!”

Adri clicked his tongue as he watched the knight rushing towards him, ignoring his wounds.

There is a standoff right now, but it won’t last forever.

It is true that the individual commanders’ powers are outstanding, but the skills of the Visii who handle them are lacking.

Soon, as Visi’s power begins to wane, cracks will begin to appear, one by one.

Until then, the cheeky little brat has to come!

Adri’s prediction was correct.

A crack appears in the seemingly tense standoff between enemy and ally.

The other person doesn’t know the pain.

I am not afraid of death.

With the word end erased.

But our allies are not like that.

Those who remain in death and entrust their existence to others have no choice but to rely on the strength of those others.

The commanders are pushed back. One by one, they cut off a part of their soul. There is no proper way to do it, even if it is Adrira.

No matter how great her skills are, as a necromancer, she has limitations when compared to a skilled paladin.

That’s why the dominoes are bound to fall eventually.

Starting from the very front, it collapses and the person standing at the end is struck with a blade.

When Bishi saw him, he closed his eyes tightly without even thinking about avoiding him.

Death is coming.

The end sticks out my fangs.

The end of life comes to her.

Chae-ae-aeng!

A refreshing sound.

A sweet fragrance brushed against Vichy’s nose.

A warm feeling transmitted to the skin.

“Haaa.”

Lucy Allen, who deflected the knight’s sword, frowned and glared at her enemy.

“There really is too much trash in this world.”

Visi sat down on the floor, relieved at the voice that didn’t convey any tension.

“Is it because it was given by an incompetent pedo pervert?”

A hero appears to save her.