65 [1-65] White roses that are still alone. (1/2)

The castle has fallen.

There was no particular announcement, but everyone in the capital knew it was coming.

In the castle, where the sounds of battle had long since ceased, a rose banner painted with fresh blood hung in the air, and the undead strode through the corridors on the castle walls.

Finally, a large army from the neighboring territories began to rush in, but everything was already over.

When the knights saw the banner on the castle, they stopped on the road.

There was no way they could retake the castle against a monster that had defeated the strongest knight order in the country and even defeated the strongest warrior, the First Knight Commander.

There were no undead guards on the walls of the city, but even so, they did not dare to set foot in the royal capital, as if they were afraid of something.

This is the first time I've ever seen such a thing.

”Ah ............ ah ...... ah, ah ...... ah, ah... ...

In front of the castle, an execution table was set up, where the slow execution continued.

There was an intermittent stream of broken moans that could not be called screams.

Lawrence was hung on the crucifixion table.

What used to be Lawrence was hanging.

The upper half of his body still retains its original form.

But the lower half of his body has been replaced by a bulky, pulsating mass of flesh about three times the size of Lawrence's original body.

On the execution table, several zombies were crowded together. They devoured Lawrence's flesh with their appetites. Bite after bite, Lawrence groaned.

With his tongue ripped out and his throat crushed, he can no longer make a sound.

Lawrence's body is being devoured by the zombies, but he is not dying.

But he doesn't die, because his companion, Rich, will heal him before the damage exceeds the allowable amount.

However, it was not a magic for the human race.

”Repair Corpses.

As Rich cast the spell, one of the zombies that had been acting as the executioner fell into the mass of flesh on Lawrence's lower body.

The zombie fused directly into the mass of flesh, and in exchange Lawrence's injured body recovered. A replacement zombie ascended to the execution table.

This lower half of the body was, as it were, a fuel depot. It provided the materials to regenerate the upper half of the body and the nutrition to keep Lawrence alive.

The current Lawrence, whose life is sustained by splicing together dead bodies, is no longer a human being, but more like a fresh golem.

But since his life has not ended yet, his soul has not left his body, and he has not lost his consciousness as a human being.

His head was tied to a crucifix and fixed so that he was facing straight ahead.

At the end of the table is a large mirror that the skeletons are holding as an offering. It was taken from the castle.

Through this mirror, which is lit up with magical lights at night, Lawrence continues to see his own deformed form.

Proof of defeat. The end of what was once the glorious First Knight Commander.

In front of the execution table, there is a space for spectators.

There are no citizens there, but they're simply too afraid of the undead to approach.

On the street leading to the square, from the shadows of the building, there are people watching Lawrence.

Some of them vomited and fainted from the horror and disgust.

Some kneeled and prayed to God in despair.

And there were those who laughed at ....... There were citizens who soured over the fate of the Knight Commander who betrayed the former King Elbert.

”Kill ...... me ...... kill .............

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On the other side of the city wall, Hilbert was going through the same thing.

He was being eaten alive.

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In the mirror, there was a king who had become a horrible sight to behold. No king should show such a thing to his people. It is the king's role to mend himself and be a beacon to his people no matter what their plight.

Hilbert knew that there was no way to save himself, and that death was the only release.

However, someone might still come to save him. If so, he would have to speak to that hero as a king.

That thought alone kept Hilbert sane.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what's going on in your life and what you're going to do about it. ...... You don't know that Rene has seen through Hilbert's thoughts and is preparing his next attack.

I'm not sure.

At first, the people of King's Landing began to flee, first in small groups and then in large caravans.

Since the undead were all holed up in the castle, they could escape if they wanted to.

Some loaded their belongings into carriages, some pulled carts, some carried them on their backs, and some carried themselves.

The reinforcements that were being assembled were left to guide the refugees.

René watched from the balcony of the royal castle as the evacuation took place like a procession of ants.

”Run!

Rene muttered to himself.

Run away,” René muttered, as if to say, ”I may kill you someday, I may destroy you eventually, but I'm not in the mood.

Run, fear. Rest in your nightmares.

Some of them would have loved the coup, some of them would have loved to see Rene executed. You can kill them all. You can kill them all. If you shoot the ”Play Gray” from here into the ranks of the refugees, there will be 100 deaths.