Episode 257
EPISODE.129
… … Yeah. … … Wow.
A night where even the proudly falling moonlight disappeared. There was a group of people moving between the canyons at that late hour.
… … Grumble.
No, they are not ordinary personnel.
It had a howling sound that was more like that of an animal than a human, and it even gave off a stench that made your nose rot just by getting close to it.
It was a smell that could never have come from an ordinary human, even if he had been rolling around in a field of corpses.
Soon, the wind blew and the clouds were pushed aside, and a ray of moonlight fell through them.
The sight inside the canyon that was suddenly revealed was absolutely terrifying.
A moving skeleton with rotting flesh attached to old bones like rags.
A ghoul with the appearance of a hyena or wild dog mixed with a human.
Only the spirit body in the shape of a legless woman remains, and the Banshee are letting out shrieking cries… … .
All kinds of undead were walking through the canyon.
The number is around 3,000.
More than 90% of the undead are classified as low-class. The strength of each individual was less than that of an adult, but the problem was their immortality.
It moves blindly only to carry out given orders and purposes until its head is destroyed or crushed to the point where it can no longer move.
Cursed monsters.
Because that was the undead.
Not only that, but the spirit-type undead, such as banshees and specters, that were occasionally mixed in were things that could not be dealt with unless you were a wizard or a knight who could handle Aurors.
And, there was this one person who was looking at the march of the undead with deeply sunken eyes.
‘It’s jingle.’
Red eyes that shine without losing their sense even in the dark.
It was Russell.
‘Is this already the sixth time in this area?’
Russell sighed and moved his hands lightly.
At that moment, the flames rising from inside the grip grow enormously and pour down toward the bottom of the canyon.
Massive Fire, a 6th circle spell.
Literally a huge fireball, this was a spell suitable for attacking enemies in a narrow area like now.
Moreover, what Russell unleashed was no ordinary Massive Fire.
Some of Hellfire’s magic was contained within it.
‘Burn to death. ‘Hell’s flames.’
Grumble!
────────Kyaaaaa!
The fire quickly grows in size, and as the inside of the canyon heats up like a boiling oil cauldron, the banshees and specters scream that they are dying.
It is not a cry that disturbs the spirit and stimulates fear, which is unique to the spirit-type undead, but a scream that is made because of genuine fear and pain!
This must be because the hellish energy contained within the flames was directly eating away at their spiritual bodies!
“Is this an attack?”
“Where are you?”
At that moment, the cultists who were leading the undead let out panicked voices as the flames rose and drove out the darkness.
Puff puff!
With a sharp sound, a hole the size of a coin appeared above the forehead.
At the same time, their bodies slowly collapsed backwards.
Even after death, his eyes were wide open, showing that he did not even notice his own death.
Gimlet Of Gale.
The moment they snapped their fingers, a gale of wind was fired and pierced their heads in an instant.
Even though they are cult members, they are in the 4th circle. Russell, who had taken care of those strong men in one go, stood up without any problem.
… … Wow.
─────Aaaahhh.
I turned around to see that the rising flames were engulfing the army of the dead.
Sze-.
.
.
It was about thirty minutes later that Russell returned to the military camp where the main unit was located.
The 8th Circle wizard ran at a fairly fast pace and it took 30 minutes, so the canyon through which the undead group passed was quite far from the military camp.
Russell, who returned without being caught by the soldiers standing in the dark, entered his barracks.
At that moment, a voice was heard from inside the barracks.
“Have you been there? “Your Majesty the Archduke.”
It was Baron Donovan’s voice.
Of course, unlike last time, there was no reason to be upset.
Not only had I noticed his presence early on, but he had also told me in advance that he was going to do ‘some work’ in the early morning.
‘Even so, I never thought he would have been waiting for me to come back.’
It was also quite late. Baron Donovan asked Russell, who was smiling bitterly as he thought that.
“It’s already the sixth time, right?”
“yes. “It just so happened that it happened that way.”
As he said, while on the move to join the main army, Russell went out alone every night to deal with the army of the dead and returned six times already.
Every time I go out, the number of dead people I deal with and return is at least around a thousand… … .
“How many were there this time?”
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“Three thousand. “It seemed like the most so far.”
Up to three thousand.
The number of undead who fell at the hands of Russell alone reached a whopping 10,000.
Perhaps the undead created by cultists were hidden deep in canyons or caves.
“Three thousand… … .”
Baron Donovan muttered briefly before asking.
“Do you really want to be better than that? You go out almost twice every three days, so it’s nice to get some rest… … .”
Russell laughed at the worry in his voice. I feel like asking, ‘Baron, is that what you’re worried about me?’
That’s because while he himself was a superhuman who had reached the level of the 8th circle, his opponent had only learned swordsmanship and trained his Aurors to the level of an ordinary knight.
Considering his age, it must not have been easy to stay up all night waiting for him every night.
As if to prove that fact, long dark circles lined the bottom of Baron Donovan’s eyes.
“Why don’t you worry about yourself, Baron, rather than me?”
“haha. I am okay. “I have to use my body, which will rot and crumble when I die anyway.”
Russell shrugged his shoulders at him, who was laughing loosely while saying something I couldn’t tell if he was bluffing or not.
“Me too.”
He then lightly tapped Baron Donovan’s shoulder with his fingertip.
Hwaak-.
A magic that temporarily relieves fatigue and boosts energy. This would be quite helpful.
“For me right now, not only is a little less sleep not that big of a problem, but if we can reduce their numbers even just a little bit, it will be of some help to our allies.”
“Uhm… … .”
It was then.
─────────Garrrrrr!
Pepper’s cries flowed through my heart.
It looks like we found another group of undead.
‘This time there are two… … .’
Movement found in two places.
Likewise, Russell, who had delegated one area of processing to Pepper through his spirit, picked up the coat that had been half-put down.
“Are you going out again?”
“yes.”
Russell nodded.
“It looks like tonight will be a busier night than usual.”
I never thought we would find as many as three undead troops in one night.
‘Is it because the venue for the giant slalom is getting closer?’
Baron Donovan caught Russell as he put on his coat again and left the barracks.
“The sun will rise in a few hours, so why not take this with you for now. “Your Majesty the Archduke.”
“This… … ?”
Something wrapped in food packaging paper. Although it cooled down a bit, it wasn’t that difficult to figure out its identity just by touch.
“It’s a sandwich.”
“Did the Baron make it himself?”
“No problem. Isn’t it impossible to wake up sleeping cooks like this? “I just rented a place and tried my best, even if it wasn’t enough.”
He put the sandwich in Russell’s hand and added with an embarrassed expression.
“My son really liked it, huh. “I’m not sure if it will suit your taste.”
‘If you are Baron Donovan’s son… … .’
I had heard that his son had lost his name in the past war with the empire.
Even the fact that the son was in his mid-twenties, similar to his age at the time.
‘I was wondering why you care so much about me… … .’
With a bitter smile, Russell took the sandwich in his arms.
“thank you for this food.”
This may not bring his dead child back alive, but if it can put his mind at ease, that’s fine.
With that in mind, Russell, wearing a coat, moved his gaze as he came out of the barracks.
‘West… … .’
I jumped forward while checking the direction given to me by Pepper.
Pabat-.
.
.
Grumbling!
The fire magic rose up magnificently, pushing away the cold air of dawn.
At one point, the flames were enough to push out the brightness of the rising morning sun.
The number of undead who disappeared into ashes in those flames was about eight hundred, slightly less than one thousand.
‘It’s morning.’
As Baron Donovan said, the sun can be seen rising.
‘Shall we eat and go in?’
Russell sat down on a rock as he took in the scenery.
I took out Baron Donovan’s sandwich that I had kept in my chest.
It was a sandwich filled with pickles, bell peppers, onions, and ham, and lightly sprinkled with vinegar made by fermenting olive oil, mustard, and wine.
Although the sandwich had already cooled down, why did it feel warm in its own way?
Before eating his sandwich, Russell raised his head.
He said while looking at the sky.
“If you’re watching, why don’t you come down and eat together?”
Of course, there was no answer.
“I have something to ask you. Even if you don’t want to eat, why don’t you come?”
In fact, this wasn’t the first time Russell called Jillian. I’ve been calling for several days already, but he just remained silent.
‘Is there no reaction this time?’
A dragon that does not obey because it is not perfect as a dragon emperor.
Immediately after, a voice came from right behind me.
“You probably know that dragons don’t need to eat food, right?”
“Still, there will be such things as favorite foods.”
I shrugged my shoulders and took out a piece of meat from subspace and threw it into the air.
Yaar!
As if he had been waiting, Pepper descended and snatched it up. Russell then woke up Sherbet, who was in the shape of her bracelet as if she was familiar with it.
Damn… … .
A fist-sized block of ice was placed in front of the guy who was stretching with sleepy eyes.
Bye!
Sherbet rushed towards the ice block as if she had been sleeping, and Gillian’s eyes fluttered.
A disdainful look, as if to say, ‘Those two guys are the ones responsible for the dragon’s disgrace.’
Russell broke the sandwich in half and threw it at the guy.
“eat.”
“joy.”
Gillian snorted and took it, but didn’t bring it to her mouth.
‘It’s said to be corrupted, but it’s the image that most closely matches the dragon in the story.’
Classic yet haughty… … .
At that time, the guy holding the sandwich with one hand asked in an indifferent tone.
“So, what on earth do you want to ask?”
“hmm.”
I took a moment to chew and swallow the sandwich that was in my mouth, drooling.
Russell’s face as he asked the question showed both seriousness and seriousness.
The first question was what came to mind when I first heard Gillian’s warning, but the second was—.
“When you say those who are crouching in the heart of the empire, do you mean only cultists?”
─This is a new question that has arisen in the past few days.
“And is there one among those cultists who corrupted you?”
Gillian pursed her lips in response to Russell’s question.
“that… … .”
wizard who swallowed a dragon
