Chapter 7

Chapter 7

It was extremely unusual for a curse to come out of Camilles mouth.

Camille was as blunt and cold as his handsome, cold exterior, and he rarely raised his voice.

That a curse, came out of his mouth was no different than the sun rising in the west.

I was an idiot to believe him.

Camille regretted, bitterly, that he had trusted Otto.

To have believed that the lowly b*stard had finally come to his senses.

There was no plan to begin with. It was just a lie to get out of the situation. I should have known when he said he was going to borrow money from the Sorun estate. I should have just killed him myself.

Camille regretted not cutting Otto down sooner, and struggled to contain his boiling anger.

But now it was probably for the best.

The debt to the Sorun estate would not have to be paid.

What was the point of a debt when the Lota Estate was going to be destroyed anyway?

Everyone, from now on My lord, no.

A sneer appeared on Camilles lips.

Forget about that bug, he wouldnt be any help anyway.

Everyone nodded at Camilles words.

So be it.

You son of a b*tch!

Eat well and live well, b*stard!

Everyone cursed out Otto.

Even Camille, who never crossed the line, used the word bug, so it was no wonder the others did.

Father.

Camille remembered the previous lord.

He has fled, abandoning the lands that have been his for generations, but not me. I will stay and defend this place, Lota, in his place, and I will I will die for the people you loved.

With that resolve, Camille prepared for the upcoming battle against the undead army.

The news of Ottos escape spread quickly.

I knew it! That f**ker was upto no good

Abandoning the estate to save yourself, How lowly!

Knights and soldiers gritted their teeth as they hurled insults at Otto.

But only for a moment.

What do you expect from the b*stard? Never mind. F*ck him and live well.

He doesnt fail to disappoint.

The knights and soldiers soon stopped caring about Otto.

It would be even more strange if the lowly scoundrel didnt run away, so they all thought, Im an idiot for expecting anything.

* * *

Same time.

Ugh. It itches..

Otto rubbed his ears and winced in pain.

His ears itched so badly he wanted to scratch them with an earpick.

The problem was, his helmet made it impossible to do so.

You guys must be swearing at me. Swear in moderation. Im not running away.

Otto knew all too well that the people of the Lota Estate, including Camille, would be swearing at him.

But he hadnt really run away.

He had a plan, and he was executing it now.

Was the road this way?

Otto reined in his horse and headed north up the mountain pass.

In the very direction the undead army was advancing.

Ugh. My arse hurts. How the hell am I supposed to ride this thing?

I was a bit clumsy on my first horse, but the horse was very well trained, so I didnt have too much trouble.

After about three hours of traveling.

Heeeeeeeee!!!

The horse started jerking and whining loudly.

Huh? Huh?

Bam!

Otto lost control of the galloping horse and fell off.

If he hadnt been wearing his armor, he would have been badly hurt.

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

The horse threw Otto off and sprinted back the way he came.

It had abandoned his master.

Hey, you dare to abandon your master, you unfaithful b*stard!

Otto yelled at the back of the fleeing horse.

Ugh my back its killing me.

Just then.

Strategy and diplomacy.

Nazrak thought back to Ottos words.

This is why I failed to build the Undying Kingdom five hundred years ago yes, I did.

Lord of Death.

Otto coaxed Nazrak in a low tone.

I have spent many years studying strategy and diplomacy, waiting for you to rise from the dead. Please accept me, so that my modest abilities may be of service to the Lord of Death.

If I take you in, will you show me what you can do?

Of course.

Good.

Nazrak smiled in satisfaction.

Then I will make you a high-level undead.

You cant do that yet.

Why not?

There was anger in Nazraks voice.

You have chosen to be my vassal, and you will not become an undead?

O Lord of Death, why would I not want to have the honour of becoming an undead? an immortal being? However, if I were to become an undead to act as a diplomat, the human monarchs would find it offensive.

Hmm!

So why dont we put off turning me into an undead for a while?

You have a point.

To Nazrak, whose diplomacy had suffered in the past, it was no wonder that Ottos words sounded so agreeable.

Very well. I will allow you to serve as the only non-undead among my subjects. If you achieve greater feats in the future, I promise to make you the highest ranking undead.

Otto prostrated himself before Nazrak and bowed.

[Notification: You have earned Nazraks trust!]

[Notification: Nazrak likes you!]

[Notification: Nazraks favourability towards you has reached Expectations!]

[Notification: Nazrak listens to you!]

Just like that, Otto had succeeded in winning the heart of undead lord Nazrak and becoming his servant.

Its done.

A slight smile curved the corners of Ottos lips as he bowed his head.

* * *

Same time.

Sir Camille!

A knight rode up to Camille and reported.

A ranger who was scouting in the northern mountain passes has sent an urgent messenger!

An urgent message?

The fugitive lord no, Otto, that b*stard.. is said to have become a lackey for an undead army!

What does that suddenly mean?

They say that a ranger who was out scouting saw that b*stard standing at the vanguard of the undead army.

What a piece of shit.

Camille narrowed his eyes at the report.

That b*stard!

Ha!

You inhuman bastard! It wasnt enough that you abandoned your estate and ran away, but now youve become a lackey for an evil undead army!

Everyone was furious.

Yes, running away was one thing.

But to become a lackey for an undead army?

How low can a person get?

But that too, only for a moment.

So be it.

Since its Otto, what can you expect from a lowly scum, who is even lower then a bug?

Everyone said Since its Otto and accepted that Otto had become Nazraks lackey.

With his usual behaviour and image being so trashy, they werent surprised to see him do such things.

Oh, and.

The knight reported further.

The undead army has suddenly changed direction and is said to be advancing towards Sorun territory.

The moment.

Whats the plan? Im going to destroy the Sorun estate. In just two weeks.

Ottos words flashed through Camilles mind.

No way?

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