48 Episode 45: Great Magic

The current mayor and attorney general of Thurmx have already left, and the captivity has given up.

However, the carriage carrying Lord Curos' household belongings is soon captured by the soldiers of Lucas and Thurmx.

Initially, the torturers seemed to be whispering, but they began to expose themselves in desperate shapes until they didn't even want to know when I showed them their faces.

Damn, now I don't know which one was tortured. Lucas' gaze hurts, too, and I'd like to ask for a break.

Whatever it was, I got testimony from the torture officers that Lord Curros had instructed me to torture them and unconditionally transfer their rights.

The evacuation to Amgazem territory proceeded without delay, leaving only 100 people in Thermx. And finally, we celebrate the early morning of the raid day.

Thermx consists of walls and moats that, like Sutherland, are circumferentially protected around them.

Above its walls, there were a hundred remaining soldiers in the city. Personally, I wanted everyone to evacuate from the point of view of not wanting to be seen exercising magic.

The morning sun peeks at the edge of the mountain range. Illuminated by its pale light, it fills the ground, but every now and then the herd of the undead enters full view.

"Oh, that's all undead?

The trembling voice of one of the soldiers shivers the eardrum.

In a glass of sight, the great army approaching with soil smoke and ground sounds is powerful inside.

"I say no, but I'm not going to twitch if it's a must-win. I don't mind if you evacuate now."

"No, let me stay here!!"

This proposal, which is convenient to me, is indeed easily rejected.

"I'm telling everyone here how Gray beat that brave man. More than Sieg the Wise."

Turn a half-eye to the troublesome old man next door.

"Chancellor El, would you be glad to evacuate from this extremely dangerous place, too?

"Immediately after we have seen this battle, we will evacuate. Besides, Viscount Amgazem belongs to the Expeditionary Force. Then he too will have no objection whatsoever, beyond the presence of His Majesty's secret book. It's trivial."

The current emperor, who is in conflict with the Gate nobility, is overwhelmingly popular with the Expeditionary Army. That may be so......

"That's not the problem. No, that could be the problem, but anyway, it's dangerous to be here."

"Well, is that a secret to Non? But because of your unscrupulous personality, if you are in danger, you will use it without hesitation."

I guess you also heard from the remarks of His Excellency the Prime Minister, who laughs at Karakara, that I can use my ability to transfer around Siege. That grandfather, he told me to keep it so secret.

"Lord Grey, I'm going to show you the miracle business of rumors!

Mohican-headed vice president of Thurmx Street - Zilken Midland - brings his eyes to the curiosity, yet makes such a difficult and annoying declaration.

Hey, Grandpa, what the hell did you tell me about me?

"To the enemy, there was movement!

To Luca's words, we all tense all the curves of our faces, while keeping an eye on the armies of the undead.

The armies of both the undead, who were marching, had stopped in front of the castle gate, a few kilometres away.

And then the army breaks into two, and one man in blue armor shows up.

"La, lampelz!!?"

The Chancellor opened his eyes, often stunned, but immediately distorted his face as a demon.

"That's General Lampertz..."

Speak the name with a voice that Luca can plunder.

Lamperts Browser - A general who, while in the Empire in the regular army, defied the life of a superior valley nobleman by all means and, to the end, continued to be an ally of the people. He's a true hero who doesn't even look like that non-brave man.

"Gray, Lampertz is not the man who gave his life to the people of the Empire. Please, let him go from that curse."

From the sad look of this Chancellor's Palace, the presence of Lamperts may have been more than the only place for the Emperors and Chancellors in that magical regular army where the Gate nobility bounces.

"I'm going to."

Wind manipulation manipulates the wind and down the castle gate, Lampertz leaves the army of the undead and walks towards the castle gate alone. And, unnaturally, the army of the undead stops any movement perfectly.

I walk to Lampertz's too.

Already, he approached Lampertz to a distance of dozens of meters and clearly saw what he looked like.

He is wrapped in blue limbs and full armor covering his torso, carrying a worn sword on his right hand. The platoon was prestigious and made him ask that he was a fierce warrior.

Without that blue-white face of disappearing vitality and will, no one can be judged dead.

"General Imperial Regular - Lamperts Browser, right?

……

Promise, no affirmation, no denial, only staring at me with those dark eyes that show nothing.

After all, I can't feel the will in Lampertz.

But why, Lamperts, are you alone here? Why did those armored undead stop marching?

Yes. The army of the undead still in that armor, far away, without a single movement, is only watching over this one. Isn't that like a disciplined army loyal to a boss named Lampertz?

(Trying to do something extra)

The undead are the dead. No, even if the other person was a living person, it would have been an extermination option if I was more than an enemy.

Yet...

"This Grey Millard will apply to you for a one-horse ride"

He was shouting out loud words of selfish self-satisfaction that would make him laugh like this.

I'm supposed to be more results-oriented than process. Especially the unwilling undead. Never find more value than an experimental animal. It would be the kind of farce that I hate the most, such as a farce that goes out of such a fashion.

But at this time, for some reason, I need to smash this man to pieces and slaughter him without his skin. That's what I was feeling.

Lampertz, for the first time, waved the great sword of his right hand, looking up to heaven,

"Wow wow wow!!"

He growls when he is a beast, and drives towards me. I also lowered my center of gravity and made myself specialized in the struggle.

A series of fierce attacks during Lampertz's fury. They were all sophisticated and there was something to keep an eye on. If physical abilities were equal, they might have forced a considerable struggle.

He wraps a great sword around my left neck, and when he dives into his pocket, he strikes the bottom of his left palm toward Lampertz's left abdomen.

He bends over to the letter Kuno, just, his face drops, and he punches down his right fist in the face of Lampertz, who comes in a position that is likely to punch him.

Along with the goggly, bone pulling dull feel transmitted to his right fist, Lampertz's entire body is slammed to the ground, causing a ground crack.

Without getting my hair in, I swing my right leg down against Lampertz's torso.

Craters form, but regardless, I was swinging my right leg down again and again.

"My victory."

to my declaration of victory, Lampertz, as always, looked up at me with a lively eye, and raised the end of his mouth,

"Yes... thanks. My men... please"

I groaned so in a voice that seemed to disappear.

――

Even if I try to open my mouth, Lampertz's whole body will be worn out and weathered.

All of a sudden, the great army of undead knights begins to advance towards the castle fortress. It reminded me of a light on the verge of disappearing, as if it had met the last wish of my boss, Lampertz.

"I accepted the request."

exhale loudly, and I transfer over the walls of the castle.

"To?"

"Over there now!?"

Suddenly, the Chancellor bows his head deeply to me, as opposed to the face of the Thurmx Guard, who hastily appears before me.

"Gray Millard, thank you for letting my friend sleep"

"You're a little quick to thank."

Turn your right hand toward the undead of the knights who are still going to raise the ground and kill you to the castle gate.

This is a request received from Lampertz, a contract. I will always fulfill the contract I received once.

of their journey to Yellow Springs. With my greatest skill at present, it would be polite to respond.

To use is the magic of a strategic-level legend (legend) that has not yet been used. Legendary (Legendary) strategic-class magic ensures that your surroundings are further enhanced, no matter how subdued. That's definitely the first thing because I used it once in the 'Ancient Forest'.

Especially this magic, the great magic of the most powerful class in the four legends (Legends) I've earned. According to the explanatory notes in the Magic Book, only power is equivalent to myth (Gotz), but on the other hand, control has the disadvantage of making it difficult to write (tease) and gain advantage. So I missed the timing of using it, but there's no one here in the plain. It's just the right direction for them.

I close one eye and start chanting.

"[Red Meteor Cluster" Crimson Meatier "]"

At the same time that I finish my long chant and utter its magical name, a glimmer of red light shines from the clouds hanging far above. Its red light instantly extinguishes the undead, who are still bursting, evaporating even its ground.

And those lights grow with potpounds, potpounds, illuminating the earth with red light.

The red light of a few meters radius, one after the other, grows countless as it evaporates the knights of the diseased.

"Wow! That red light burned the undead out in an instant!?"

Both the undead, where Luca is still being evaporated with high heat, fix their fingertips and scream with excitement.

"Um, it's wonderful, Lord Grey. What magic is that?

Vice President of Thurmx Street - Zilken Midland asks, whilst uplifting his face bright red, I could not afford to answer very much.

Because I only had a bad feeling about it. 'Cause you do, don't you? Because that magic is supposed to be a simple, lucid magic of dropping meteorites, not optics or anything.

"[Supreme Shield (Aigis)]!!"

Dozens of top-ranked Defensive Magic - Super (Super) Magic [Supreme Shield (Aigis)] that I have now, with all my might.

The innumerable blue veil neatly covers the walls of Thurmx in a domed fashion.

If it weren't for that meteorite direct hit, this would probably hold up. Maybe, I'm sure......

"Oh, hey, is that...?

One of the soldiers had his index finger on his right hand, pointing to the sky, and his mouth was puckering.

From his face, which looked far above it, there was a waterfall of sweat as if his sweating organs had been smashed.

I can't help it. From the gap between the clouds at its fingertips, a meteorite surrounded by a giant bright red flame peeked into his face.

"Ugh..."

I guess I finally realized that that red light was just an appetizer (hors d 'oeuvre). One after the other, he screams and lowers his cunt, knees and hips on a cold stone on the walls of the castle.

A group of flaming meteorites that emerge from the clouds one after the other, even abnormally. They had already filled the sky without gaps.

And because of the heat emitted by the countless meteorites, the earth is burned.

"That... is, no way -!"

As soon as the Chancellor raised his voice of despair, one of the meteorite groups begins to fall.

At high speeds the meteorite crashed into the ground and everything was dyed white.

Shock waves containing ultra-high heat winds spreading in concentric circles evaporate the undead in an instant, but blow through them.

Only the aftermath of one drop will wipe out most of the undead, and even a few [Supreme Shield (Aigis)] will disappear. Something cold runs all over my spine.

"I'm not kidding!!"

With all due strength, continue to make [Supreme Shield (Aigis)] desperately.

Then, at last, the curtain of hell rises, and at the same time, the meteorite group falls to earth.

"Whoa, whoa!!!"

I even continued to wear [the Supreme Shield (Aigis)] in a madness of death.

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That's just a few minutes of what happened. I left two [Supreme Shield (Aigis)] and the aftermath finally stopped, and I wiped the sweat off my forehead.

"Thanks..."

Good. I almost self-destructed. If I had used it in the war before Sutherland, I have no doubt that the aftermath alone would have led everyone to march amicably to the Land of Yellow Springs.

A large, invisible hole in the bottom that spreads in front of you. That group of monstrous meteorites wields fierceness and, instead of the undead, wipes out even the earth.

This is going to be a tough ex-post. At this scale, we might need a few more months to undo it. Shit, it's what I did. I'll be responsible until the end.

Looking around, but to a lesser extent, the majority had passed out and remained conscious, seemingly only slightly.

"Gray, are you sure you're human?

"There's no other way."

His Excellency the Chancellor asks such a supremely natural question.

"No, such power, ridiculous power, absolutely impossible for people. So, spirits or phantom beasts? No! No! Say no! Say no! Such a miracle, something that can happen to any high-ranking spirits or phantom beasts!! Because -"

His Eminence the Chancellor, who ignores my responses and so on and goes into trans mode by himself with a bump.

And Justice Luca is still blinded by the squid-cut sight that spreads in front of him, even as he lowers his petan and glutes (dengue) to the ground. As far as Deputy Zilken was concerned, he had both knees on the ground, bubbling through his mouth and letting go of consciousness.

Either way, the undead doesn't even have one more dust left. The streets of Thurmx are safe. For starters, the operation will be seen as a success.

"You'll be fine about Thurmx now. His Excellency the Chancellor would like to ask for a post-processing of this city"

"Accepted."

While I lean my neck towards the answers of His Excellency the Chancellor's strange nuances, I move as far as near the North Gate of Sutherland.