CH 187

Knight of Famine

Translated by SoundDestiny

Edited by SoundDestiny

“Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

On the other hand, on the north side of the road, away from the southern road where Ruluve is conquering, a monster in the form of a boy is screaming in anger.

The skinny, thin boy with glasses is Wilfred, the knight of Famine, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

“My curse has been lifted! She’s the only one who can do this…….Neimilia, the Witch of Darkness!　That damned traitor is back too!”

Wilfred, too, is aware that his magic has been extinguished and, like Ruluve, he senses the shadow of Neimilia behind him.

The realisation that Neimilia, the youngest sister of his queen Osman, had betrayed her and given ‘him’ the Holy Sword, made the normally aloof boy furious.

“I’ll kill you. I’ll seriously kill you…..! I’m going to tear you limb from limb, gut you, and cause you all the pain in the world before I kill you! You betrayed and murdered Osman, and I’m not going to let you die easily!”

“Katakatakata……”

The undead who follow Wilfred are bewildered by his ranting and raving. The skeletal soldier clacked his teeth uncomfortably and nodded his head in annoyance.

“Where,where are you? She’s definitely close. I have to be near her. Otherwise, I can’t skin her……!”

The boy knight is so angry that he has lost all reason, mumbling and biting his nails with his teeth.

The commander stops, and so does the army of the undeads, with countless skeletons and rotting corpses swaying from side to side in the air.

“……Oh yea… I’m quite lucky if I think about it. I’ll be able to get rid of that damned traitor before Oji-chan [War] and before Ni-san [Death]. I’ll be able to prove that I can be of more use to Queen Osman than anyone else. Isn’t that great?”

Biting his nails, Wilfred continues his delirious speech.

He is as emotionally unstable as a person who is a drug addict, who gets angry, then suddenly laughs, then gets angry again, then smirks and…..laughs.

“That’s right….. I’m Queen Osman’s number one. I’m as good as Ni-san and Ne-san, not to mention my Oji chan [War]. I’m not going to give up to some holy sword holder or some traitorous witch. Queen Osman is mine. She’s my queen. ……! That’s why I have to protect her. I’m going to kill more enemies than anyone else and prove that I’m the best…..!”

His fingernails are cracked from biting too hard, and his skin is shredded and blood is running down his fingertips….He doesn’t seem to mind at all, and Wilfred continues his delirium.

This has been the case ever since he became aware of the presence of Neimilia.

The advance has been halted for more than half a day, but……there are only undead around, and no one has pointed this out.

But……suddenly things started to go wrong.

A bow and arrow came from somewhere, grazed Wilfred’s head and pierced the undead who was right behind him.

“…………Aa?”

An undead soldier falls, shot by an arrow.

Wilfred stops biting his finger, and in a slow motion like a rusty tin doll, cranes his neck to look in the direction the arrow came from.

At the end of the road, on a little hill, there stood a large figure.

“Damn it…..! I must have missed it. A mistake of a lifetime!”

The man on the hill murmured in frustration.

He was not at a distance that would normally allow his voice to reach, but ……Wilfred’s acute hearing clearly picked up the man’s earnest, rotten tone.

In the hand of the big man, who is almost two metres tall, is a big strong bow. It seems that the big man has shot a bow and arrow.

“…….Oh, I see. You’re here. That witch’s companion.”

Wilfred’s tone was colder than before as he licked the blood from his fingers.

“Then I have to kill them properly. That crazy witch would be a little disappointed if her friends were killed and turned into undead, wouldn’t she?”

Again, the man on the hill shoots arrows at him, but the undead soldier guards Wilfred as a shield.

The boy knight, surrounded by a wall of undead, opens his arms wide and commands his troops, his eyes glittering mysteriously behind his glasses.

“I order you – kill. Just kill. Just kill. Kill a lot. Kill all the way. Kill to your heart’s content. ……!　My soldiers, my army of the dead, given to me by Queen Osman!　Let’s kill every last one of them and prove that I am the best!”

“Katakatakatakatakatakata”

The undead horde obeyed the commander’s order and immediately went into action.

They began to march in unison towards the big man standing on the hill.

“Oh, what a fearsome army this is!　We are no match for them!”

The big man lets out an exclamatory shout and disappears over the hill.

In pursuit of the fleeing enemy, the undead horde also marches up the hill.

The western region of the Kingdom of Zain. The Battle of the Northern Highway.

Wilfred’s army of 10,000 undead came into contact with a small force of 500 under the leadership of Justy Oigist, the Thousand Horsemen.