“butler!”
Simon smiled brightly.
“You came! Are you here to help us?”
[…] … It is true that I came to help, but please do not misunderstand that I am a member of the 7th Corps.]
The ancient undead of the former 5th Legion, the zombie butler grabbed his one-eyed glasses and replied coldly.
[In the end, if I want to be free, I have to break through the gray wall and get out of here. As long as the common enemy remains, I just decided that it would be difficult for you to die here.]
“Well then.”
Simon smiled warmly and nodded.
No matter how you look at it, the reaction of being happy to have one more colleague. The zombie butler made an impression.
‘… … You must have let me go with this intention from the beginning.’ After all, humans are cunning.
The zombie butler thought about that and tried to turn off his nerves, but Simon’s smiling face bothered him.
[You said to watch the legion’s progress. I admit that the number of times I made a cause and won the hearts of the residents was impressive. However, when I watched it, the momentum was good, and there was no one who tried to use their brains because they were obsessed with strength and troops.]
“Agree! So let’s make an alliance. You just need to fill in what we lack.”
Simon clapped his hands.
The zombie butler reluctantly nodded and sighed.
[From what I saw in the Pentamonium Crisis and the War of Shades, I thought he had a thorough personality, but I didn’t know he was such a man with a lot of work.]
‘oh,’
The moment he heard those words, Simon felt a flash in his head.
‘… … It takes a lot of hands. It takes a lot of work?’
The zombie butler grumbled, but the nuance caught a strange feeling.
It was a slightly different feeling from the hostility and rejection that he had exuded toward himself until now.
‘Oh, I think I know something. I think I know it ticklingly.’
Come to think of it, this guy doesn’t even have a proper name.
It’s just a ‘manager’.
He was probably always there to help Magnus.
Because Magnus was not feeling well. He was often sick, so he said he was only in sulfur springs. It must have always been the zombie butler’s job to take care of him.
And thoughts here. The Ancient Undead makes a contract with a human necromancer to fill some missing emotion.
‘There is no reason not to try it.’
Simon’s thoughts were quick, and he immediately moved into action.
He staggered at first, then leaned toward the zombie butler. The zombie butler received Simon’s body in a familiar motion.
[? Why are you doing that?]
“Ugh, sorry. I think I sprained my leg a little while turning too hard.”
[Ha, how pathetic!]
Contrary to what he said, the zombie butler’s body was already moving. After taking measures such as grabbing a tablecloth from the surroundings and soaking it in potted water, he carefully began to tie Simon’s ankles.
[A corps commander can’t even notice his own injuries! Shame on you!]
While saying that, he even felt a little madness in making a ribbon and tying it to Simon’s ankle bandage.
Right then.
“Hey, hey, are you there?”
Simon and the zombie butler flinched simultaneously at the low-pitched voice that suddenly resonated and lowered their posture.
It was Arak Murad’s voice.
“Where are you! Legion pride! Woo-wook, woo-wook, ah. It’s disgusting inside. I need to keep communicating with you.”
[excuse me.]
The zombie butler quietly carried Simon on his back and moved secretly so that Arak Murad would not notice.
‘Wow, that was it.’
Simon thought he finally knew a little more about the zombie butler.
service to others.
serve.
service.
Actions close to nature and instinct that are firmly embedded in the zombie butler’s body.
I didn’t know that, and after binding the butler, I suggested that he go with me or build a greater army, but there was no way it would work. Simon wanted to punch himself in the head.
[I’ll only say it once, so listen carefully.]
Moving away from Arak Murad, the zombie butler continued in a low voice.
[From now on, I will tell you the truth about Arakmurad that I have investigated.]
“truth?”
The zombie butler slowly stretched out his arm and pointed at the black trees outside the window.
[That is the source of Arakmurad’s power. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is Arak Murad himself.]
A mysterious tree that is said to have sprung up after a poisonous gas that contaminates humans spreads in Bell Heights. It is rooted on the roof or roof of a building.
‘That tree is the source of Arak Murad?’
Of course, it was a heterogeneous plant, but there were so many bizarre things that the association did, so there was no time to pay attention. It was too much to focus on attacking the infected and Arak Murad.
But if that tree is the source of Arak Murad’s infinite power, the story is different.
[That black tree has the property of absorbing mana in the air, then combining the mana with something like a strange green energy and discharging it outside.]
The zombie butler spread his palms and pretended to create darkness, and continued.
[It’s been 15 days since those trees took root in Belheights, Yeongji, and now that kind of energy fills the entire city. Arakmurad’s body is just a launchpad of sorts. It gathers the energy floating in the air, gives it physical power, and processes it to fight.]
If so, now you understand.
Those black trees process mana and discharge it into special mana that only Arak Murad can use. If Arak Murad uses it, the activation efficiency is 100%. With just one gesture, mana is instantly transformed into an object. A level of power that was impossible even with the level of magic efficiency of the great mage of the past, a level comparable to a forgotten miracle.
The reason why each Arakmurad was strong was right here. All of them shared a vast amount of green mana.
Aaaaaang!
Then I heard a loud bang behind my back. Simon looked back and saw Arakmurad walking unsteadily through the wall.
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“Oh, here you are. This man, I’ve been looking for a long time.”
He yawned and waved his hand as if catching a fly. Pillars created in the air began to fly in bloody trajectories.
In response, the butler’s action was ‘run away’.
It’s a look that never fights.
[Arakmurad and the Order took their time to create a ‘stage that can never be defeated’.]
TOO!
The butler, who jumped out of the building on his feet in an instant, looked up at the sky and said.
[That gray wall is also part of it. The gray walls allow the outside air to pass through, but block the mana or green energy from going out. In addition, Arak Murad made several of his own bodies in some way.]
“Then Aramurad’s strategy is-”
Simon also raised his head and looked at the countless black trees.
“You mean we just have to remove all those trees?”
[It will be impossible.]
The butler held on to his monocle and continued.
[It was different from the common trees on the continent. I already went and checked to see if it caught fire, but it was a material that had some resistance to fire. It means that you have to cut or root them one by one, but I can’t imagine the picture of removing all the black trees in the area while avoiding Arak Murad’s offensive.]
“Yes.”
This is already Arak Murad’s realm.
When certain conditions are met, he exerts power close to invincibility.
Its power was so absolute that the number of troops or the strength of the commander had no meaning. Weaknesses that could be penetrated were well blocked in advance.
‘but.’
“Collock Coke! Woo-wook! Wow!”
The zombie butler who was carrying Simon stopped abruptly. I was being chased by Arakmurad from behind, but this time another Arakmurad appeared from the front.
“It’s a problem, a problem.”
Arakmurad, who had been regurgitating once, wiped his mouth.
“In this era where communication is cut off. I think people were a little closer in the past, but now the world has changed so much.”
He clenched his right hand into a fist and swung it down, and dozens of oak barrels the size of a house suddenly thumped from the sky! thud! thud! It fell and started rolling towards Simon and the zombie butler.
The speed was accelerating more and more on flat ground that was not even a slope.
“If it falls down, it’s the end!”
[I will run away slowly, taking a detour.]
The zombie butler moved freely with Simon on his back.
Huge oak barrels collided with each other and let out a roar, but he calmly evaded by digging between the tumbling oak barrels.
“butler! front!”
up
This time, two oak barrels came down clinging to each other and couldn’t escape through the gap. In response, the zombie butler put his thumb in his mouth, bit it off, and swiped it on the floor.
A white puddle was created on the floor, and a special zombie undead, ‘Baekgwi’, popped out of it and took the oak barrel.
Kwak Kwa Kwak!
While Baek-Gwi was holding on, the zombie butler climbed on Baek-Gwi’s back and jumped down.
[As I said before, you don’t have to deal with it.]
he said as he continued to slip through the barrels with brisk movements.
[For now, step back… … .]
bang!
At that very moment, with a loud noise, the oak barrel rolling beside it shattered itself, and Arak Murad jumped out of it.
Simon’s eyes widened.
‘Did you hide in an oak barrel?’
“If you thought you could get away with this guy-”
His fist, wrapped in green veins, was thrust at Simon’s head as he was carried by the butler.
“It’s a mistake.”
Sreung-!
His fist stopped in front of Simon’s head.
Suddenly, a white blade of light flashed, and Arakmurad’s head split in half and rolled on the floor.
Simon raised his head.
“Peer!”
[Ha ha ha ha! You were careless!]
Whoops!
Peer came down from the sky and landed on the floor. Arak Murad’s body collapsed, losing his head, and all the oak barrels around him disappeared like candy melting.
[It was dangerous just now! Keep the corps commander straight. butler!]
[That’s what this side will say! Isn’t it up to you, the 7th Legion, to protect him!]
Simon got down from the butler’s back and spread his arms. Peer’s body disintegrated in the air, then it clung to Simon’s body and returned to ‘Pion’ again.
He walked over and pulled out the Greatsword of Destruction stuck on the floor.
“I will tell you.”
Simon raised an eyebrow.
“There’s no enemy I can’t defeat, butler.”
[Are you going to keep fighting?]
“of course. If I lose him here, I have a feeling that he will become a troublesome and troublesome enemy in the future. Even if it means mobilizing all the strength of the Legion.”
Simon’s eyes flashed.
“Arak Murad catches here and now.”
***
same time.
The group led by Lorraine was also busy moving outside the barrier. The 1st and 2nd princes, who had been persistently interfering, had no choice but to pay attention now.
That will be too.
“Thank you for allowing me to film!”
Because the reporters came.
The complexion of the princes and the ministers who followed them turned black.
“Commander Lorraine!”
Just then, the scholar of Pentamonium approached.
“Successful temporarily opening a hole in the gray wall!”
Lorraine turned to him.
“Can a person pass?”
“It’s not enough to get one person through right now, but a small object of this size… … .”
About the size of a small tray.
After a moment of thought, she opened her mouth.
“I will send the observer artifact for reconnaissance into the barrier. You’ll be able to see if people are okay and what’s going on inside the walls.”
“yes!”
The work started right away, and I pushed an observer artifact that could fly through the narrow gap I had barely made. After trial and error about three times the observer was destroyed.
“The fourth observer entry was successful!”
Lorraine nodded nervously.
“Look at the screen.”
Everyone around me rushed in.
Headquarters staff contemplating whether to call in reinforcements, reporters waiting for a scoop, residents whose families are in Bell Heights, and princes who want to know that the King and Queen are dead.
‘… … Simon.’
And Lorraine, worried about Simon, stared at the screen.
Soon, the moment the observer outputs the scene inside the wall to the screen.
Aaaaaaaaaaaa!
A great roar erupted.
