I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

46 – Mole Catch – (3)

“Kwaweeek!”

shock.

I cut my sword down in an oblique line.

The corpse, which was about to be eaten, was separated from the shoulder blade to the waist on the other side, and the entrails scattered and fell.

The rotten smell covered me with blood and intestines.

“Keep it, Kwaweeek!”

“Tsk.”

Even so, I strongly pressed the head of the guy who was trying to move with my cold feet. With a pujik sound, the bastard’s skull was crushed. After that, the body did not move.

“Damn it. There is no end.”

I took a breath and wiped the blood off my sword.

and check around

The mausoleum was literally chaos itself.

The knights spread squares and tried their best to stop the attacking army of death, but their vitality, or negative power, was tough.

No matter how many times they were cut down, they never died again. As long as I didn’t explode my head, I kept getting up.

Luckily, like in modern zombie movies, being bitten by them didn’t turn you into a zombie.

It just hurts enough to die. During the riot, I was bitten on my forearm, and the flesh was dyed black and the pain that seemed to be tearing came over me.

I didn’t wear armor because it was in the middle of a ritual, but it was the worst choice. I regret so much.

Gritting my teeth and enduring the pain, I swung my sword again.

grasp.

As the sword imbued with the mana of the moonlight cut horizontally, the three approaching corpses split in half.

I still couldn’t put mana around my body, but I was able to store enough mana in my sword. It was a great development.

I cut down a few more zombies and hurriedly stepped into the temple.

“Mmm, stop!”

The soldiers guarding the entrance of the temple were shocked to see me covered in black blood and intestines and thrust their spears into it, but soon recognized who it was and moved away.

Inside the temple, the distinguished guests were trembling and crouching, and the archbishop and other priests were each holding a cross and praying.

Amidst the mayhem, Lyncia sat down and wrapped her arms around her shoulders.

“Your Majesty, are you okay?”

“Ph, Fried. what the hell is this… … .”

Lyncia, who was about to say that, was startled when she saw my miserable appearance.

“It’s not my blood.”

“ah… … .”

“An army of undead has entered the mausoleum. The cult is probably behind it.”

Everyone held their breath at my words.

Of course, it wasn’t confirmed that this raid was the work of the church.

However, the corpses that had just been cut down were wearing shrouds. Moreover, considering the information in the game, the main enemy of Act 2 was the Church.

I was able to guess by looking at this.

This is a mausoleum.

Isn’t it a place where corpses suitable for necromancers are widely scattered?

There was a cemetery right next to the temple. And the undead army came from that direction. The guards were guarding the vigilance, but it must have been insufficient to stop such an army.

A development that did not exist in the original. I don’t know why, but it was clear that the flow of the story was wrong this time too.

I want to die, really.

“… … God has forsaken us.”

“Undead, that’s ridiculous!”

At my words, each of the nobles started uttering words full of fear.

In the confusion, the fat man jumped to his feet. It was Magistrate Coreld.

“You must evacuate immediately! If we continue like this, we will all die!”

Koreld, who was trembling, said a word, but the archbishop, who was crossing himself, shook his head.

“This is God’s realm. No matter how vile the undead are, they won’t be able to stick out a toe.”

“But!”

“That’s right.”

The one who interrupted Korald was a man with a gigantic figure.

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Dressed in mourning clothes, he stood erect, and the huge muscles wriggling were clearly visible in the fabric.

“It is dangerous to go outside, even without God’s protection. Since it is open on all sides, it will be vulnerable to attacks. On the other hand, this temple has only one entrance. As long as we block that place, we will be able to survive.”

“Ha, Grand Duke Harzfeld!”

“Don’t worry, Higgins. The strength gathered here rivals that of the Royal Guard, so we should be able to hold them off for hours.”

Iron-Blooded Prince Harzfeld.

As one of the five Grand Dukes of the Empire and one of the protagonists of the third act expressed his opinion, Coreld bowed his head.

The dignified appearance made the people around him shake their heads, as if they had come to their senses.

At the same time, a female knight who seemed to be a vassal pulled out a sword. As if this action was a signal, the knights wearing different insignia drew their swords.

Harzfeld twisted his lips.

“We have no choice but to farm as much as possible here. Who dared to attack this sacred place where the important officials of the empire gathered? I must find it and chew it to the bone.”

Harzfeld, muttering eerie words, seemed to enjoy the situation.

Then he saw me.

I was automatically intimidated by the intense gaze that seemed to pierce through anything.

“Was it Iscobal, the protectorate?”

“you’re right.”

“Can you solve it?”

I looked around.

Inside the temple are the three Grand Dukes and their knights.

And five knights of the Praetorian Guard and several priests.

This was enough power to block the undead grandfather.

“I will try.”

“I have heard the rumors. Look forward to it.”

After saying that, he turned around.

I had to deal with those corpses first and then go to the underground water canal. I’m not sure how the development has changed, but there’s a good chance that even the church’s watering can turn the access road.

“Freed.”

Someone called me like that.

When I turned around, there was Lyncia with a sad expression.

But I didn’t say don’t go like last time.

“Don’t get hurt.”

“I will try that too.”

“It is an order. Never, never get hurt.”

“I swear.”

Lincia heard me and sighed.

The effortless smile was very clumsy.

“As expected, Fried’s oath is unreliable.”

that’s the same for me too

*

“f*k! Seebaaar!”

Tak tok tok.

Brace Welker, the king of beggars, was busy working his feet.

However, I couldn’t speed up because of the water that came up to my calves. A cold sweat ran down my back.

When he glanced back, he saw moving corpses that seemed to be at least double digits behind him.

“““Kweeheek!”””

“Sir baaal!”

He ran and cursed at me.

How the hell did this happen?

he was embarrassed

It was just that they entered the underground waterway through a secret passage as usual.

The road to the workshop was flooded with water due to a sudden heavy rain, but it was not a big problem.

The problem arose along the way.

As soon as I turned the corner to the workshop, I suddenly ran into a strange group.

They groaned and twisted and twisted their bodies over and over again.

At first I thought he was a drug addict. However, when he saw the arm of one of them barely attached to his shoulder with the bone showing, he quickly figured out what was going on.

and it has reached now

As soon as the zombies saw Brace, they started running in a frenzy as if they had discovered a delicious meal.

Suddenly chased by dozens of undead, Brace ran with tears running down her nose.

Why the hell are the undead in the underground canal?!

And why are you targeting me!

It was unfair and I felt like going crazy.

It’s all because of that knight who came last time. After that guy came and went, a message came down from the thieves’ guild. I had no choice but to use the side road because the work radius was reduced according to the order, and that is why I arrived at this division.

“Ugh.”

Brace, who was running with that thought in mind, caught his toe in a hollow drain.

He fell over, unable to keep his balance.

The dirty water swept across his face. The nasty smell, the creeping fear, and the shrill cries of zombies.

Brace shouted, even peeing.

“Aagh! help me!”

Soon, the zombies’ cries came right behind them.

A terrifying foreboding. Brace had a gut feeling of death.

But what was feared did not happen.

Chae Chae Chaeng.

A halo of light from somewhere passed right over Brace’s head.

I closed my eyes tightly, but the sound of the zombies’ heads being crushed rang in my ears.

Finally, as the surroundings calmed down, Brace opened his eyes slightly. And I checked my body. There were no wounds.

“What, what is it?”

Looking back, all the zombies were dead with their heads exploding.

And the sound of splashing water came from the front.

The two figures shimmered in the water’s edge.

It was a tall man and a small girl. Brace hurriedly dropped to his knees and bowed his head. Whatever it is, it’s a lifesaver. Wouldn’t it be right to express gratitude first?

Besides, it was rare to find someone with this level of strength in the underground waterway. He must have been a person with a high position in the organization.

“Is this Kisan?”

“Can it be? No armor, no sword. Just looking at it, it’s just a beggar.”

I could hear them talking.

The girl’s tired voice and the man’s frivolous voice blended together.

As Brace raised his head slightly, the two of them were right in front of him before he knew it. It wasn’t someone he knew. Brace watched them warily.

The man holding the scythe crouched down to meet him at eye level. Strange tattoos all over his face created a menacing atmosphere.

“Hey, beggar.”

“Yes, yep!”

“Where should I go from here to the mausoleum? It’s because we’re gilchi.”

“To be exact, only Mr. Anden is steered.”

“It’s noisy, Yuria. Does it make sense to tell me to get out of this maze without giving you a map?”

The man, Anden, nervously replied to the girl’s words.

Then, the girl called YuRia buried her mouth in the scarf tied around her neck and whimpered.

“worst.”

“anyway.”

Anden turned his eyes to Brace again.

“Where should I go?”

“That, that… … .”

He knew the way to the mausoleum. It was thanks to having spent more than ten years in the underground water canal.

But can I tell them about it? No matter how you look at it, these weren’t the people of the aqueduct. He’s just an outsider.

Brace, who was in conflict, saw Anden’s chain scythe on his shoulder. On that sad day, I lost my breath without realizing it.

In the end, Brace raised his hand and pointed in the direction leading to the mausoleum to survive.

Anden looked there and nodded.

“great. Let’s go.”

Then he got up and went in the direction Brace pointed.

Just as Brace was about to let out a sigh of relief, Yuria abruptly said,

“Mr. Anden.”

“yes?”

“Get rid of the witnesses, Atral-nim said.”

“… … Oh, was it?”

Scratching his cheek, Anden looked at the collapsed Brace.

Brace, who may have sensed his own fate, desperately tried to protest with his mouth muttered.

Pusuk.

Anden’s chain scythe was faster.

With the scythe stuck right in the center of his forehead, Brace died without even dying.

His body fell into the gutter and trembled.

Yuria walked over the corpse in displeasure and said.

“Mr. Anden is always overworked.”

“Isn’t it good that there’s little back end?”

Trembling, Anden drew his scythe. YuRia looked at the ceiling as she watched him wipe off the blood on the blade with rainwater as if it were dirty.

“Looks like the upside is going well too.”

“It’s a double operation. I didn’t expect our apostle to be this smart.”

“That, if Atral-sama had heard of it, she would have torn it limb from limb.”

At YuRia’s words, Anden shrugged.

“What, doesn’t it matter?”

“worst.”

she murmured softly.

Finally, watching Brace’s corpse tremble with post-mortem rigidity, Yuria moved on.