73 [2-7] Kilmys baby. (1/2)

Let's go back in time a bit.

”a......a......a......a......

In the basement prison of the royal castle. Lawrence, half of his body replaced by a pulsating mass of flesh, wanders through a maze of thoughts as zombies devour his entrails.

There was nothing to do but groan. Then, in a daze, he would think endlessly.

Where did I go wrong?

How could I have done better?

Every time I think about it, I deny that the coup would have taken place if Rene had not been killed.

If she hadn't been guillotined, if she had been put under house arrest, she wouldn't have come back as an undead.

But ......

--No. ...... It is injustice. ...... All those who have joined the Federation must be killed. ...... No. ...... -- No. ...... That's injustice.

So what was I supposed to do ......?　What is justice ......?

My thoughts went back to the beginning.

What would that justice have been in this country if Lawrence had been there?

Lawrence, who was not allowed to sleep and was subjected to constant pain, had lost the ability to think properly.

But when he hears footsteps echoing off the stone walls, Lawrence comes to his senses for a moment.

A silver girl appeared in the prison.

--This is ...... who ...... Oh, yes, the enemy.

The evil commonwealth must be destroyed ...... if it is not to be defeated ......, but where is my sword?　My hands are ...... why aren't they moving?

You'll be able to find a lot more than just a pair of shoes.

His silver eyes twinkled like stars.

'It's your job, Lawrence. I'll give you another chance to fight.

* * *

The main streets of Teirakainen were deserted.

Close to the city gates, the five members of the Daring Drouet were.

To be precise, three of the vanguard were standing in the middle of the street, while Loretta and Edgar were on top of the buildings on either side of the street, holding round cannon-like artifacts.

Alright, let's give it another test run.

Alfonso. You'll have to play the antagonist again.

”Yes.

Alfonso walks toward the city wall, turns on his heel, and charges, sword at the ready.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Now!

At Erminio's command, Loretta and Edgar operated the artifact.

A beam of white brilliance shot out from the muzzle of the gun.

The two rays caught Alfonso like a spotlight illuminating a stage performer.

Of course, this is not just any light.

”The Eye of the Sun God”. ≪It is a magic item that produces an effect equivalent to that of ”Sanctuary” with pinpoint accuracy.

”Good aim!　If the undead are hit by this, they'll stop dead in their tracks. On the contrary, a weak one will be cleansed in an instant.

≪Capture them with the Sanctuary, stopping them and damaging them. Then we'll follow up with a counterattack. It's perfect!

Erminio praised himself for the perfect plan he had devised.

”Loretta, is the output stable?　How's the connection with the vein?

Good, good, good!

No fuel problems. I can hold him for two or three days until he runs out of power.

Of course, the world is not so sweet that you can use such a powerful item for free.

Of course, the world is not so easy that you can use such a powerful item for free. You have to give it to him with a lot of magic stones or else use the magic stored in the land.

Here in Teirakainen, we are on top of a hotspot of magic power, as is usual in big cities. Well, it's not as good as King's Landing, but the lack of magical defenses on the city walls gives us more room to maneuver.

Hired directly by the Marquis of Edfelt, ”Drouet the Decisive” was able to use the magic of the land with the Marquis' permission. Now he can use the Eye of the Sun God as he pleases.

The undead are camped outside the city walls.

They'll be coming for us soon. And the walls of this city won't be able to stop them.

But that's where it begins.

And then, suddenly.

The city gate blows open with a roar.

”Aah!

You're here!

The gates of this city are just a pair of sturdy double doors set into the wall.

But even so, blowing them down with a single blow is no match for an ordinary opponent.

It must be some kind of powerful offensive magic. Rubble and a few soldiers, apparently collateral damage from trying to defend the gate, rained down.

But Erminio was not intimidated.

Come!　This is Erminio Drouet, the Rose Princess of Hell. ............”

Just as he was about to say it, Erminio noticed it.

He was about to say this when Erminio noticed a huge, distorted shadow ...... coming through the thick smoke.

”What's ...... that?　That object is .......

”Oh!

”Aaahhh!　Aaahhhh!

Lawrence screamed. The hammer was wielded in a completely unrelated manner, cleaving the stiffened soldier with his shield and spear.

Lawrence's body, made of many corpses spliced together, crawled forward on several legs sprouting from the huge pulsating mass of flesh, like a galley sailing with oars.

On his back were a number of flags that looked like the banners of a Japanese warlord, and on the flags were written the words ”Rorensu☆Rain Haruto” in characters that Rene had deliberately written poorly.

Several long, thick arms sprouted from his bloated upper body, supporting and wielding the hammer alone.

And even more blasphemous, next to Lawrence's head sprouted the head of an unidentified knight. A head with eyes, nose, and ears sewn together. But it was this new head that was in control of the body.