Chapter 32 – The Hand of the Looming Dead – Part 2 I was sitting on the roof of the High Magic Court in the territory of Granden, looking out over the city in a daze. The barriers that used to cover Granden have been destroyed. It was just a few minutes ago. The aftermath was clearly felt even by me, who was now in human form. By now, the area around the temple must be in an uproar. This High Magic Court is located on the left side of the Granden territory. Although it was quite a distance from the temple in the center, I could already feel the strange bustle of the city. And the moment the barriers were broken, the army of the dead grasped at a tremendous speed. I could also sense that they were advancing towards the territory of the Granden. I could also hear the vindictive voices of hundreds of evil spirits. Not long after that, this entire city will be engulfed in war. My goal is not to exterminate the dead. If anyone attacks this Higher Magic Court, I’ll eliminate them, but other than that, I’ll leave everything to the soldiers.
–The destructive impulses that had calmed down under the influence of Asmo’s spirit absorption just before I came to this place began to buzz again. Even though they’re all small fish, they’re still a lot of them, and if I kill every last one of them, I might get some satisfaction out of it. However, if I did that, Levy would probably yell at me later. Since she was the one, she must have already noticed the strange things happening here in Granden. She hates war more than anything else. To appease and heal the dead, to take in all their hatred and sorrow, and to be kind. It is Levi’s duty to wrap the ghosts in her arms and help them ascend to heaven. Of all the members of the royal, including myself, she’s the one who is the least likely to get into a fight. However, the power that resides in her body is tremendous. Once it gets out of control, there is nothing you can do about it. If I annihilate the dead who have come to this place too much, it may lead to annoying troubles in some cases. Regardless of my original body as a majin, if I fight Levi with this body, I will be killed many times. “I’m not going to let the dead suffer needlessly. I’m not going to let the dead suffer for nothing.” While I was thinking about this, ghosts voice was getting closer and closer.
By the way, is it time for something to happen? I looked at the graveyard in this city and looked at it. ☆ A cemetery in the Granden territory. While several soldiers were already standing guard, several pale blue flames appeared out of nowhere and covered the entire cemetery at once. “Oh, so that’s the army of the dead. ……?” “Be careful. I hear they can use dead bodies.” The pale flames continue to circle the cemetery, but they do nothing more. It just wavers around the tombstone. The soldiers were confused when they saw the flames that just kept drifting. “And aren’t they supposed to get into the corpse and move it ……? They’re just floating around. ……” “But there is no doubt that the dead have entered. Hurry up and send a message!”
As the messenger ran off, the number of pale flames gradually increased. Some of the guards could handle magic, but most of them were equipped with swords. With the blessing of the Temple’s holy water, it has been given an effect against the dead. But none of them here had ever dealt with the dead before. The enemy is indeed right in front of them. But there was no sign of them doing anything, nor did they seem to be doing anything. In addition, just because they were the enemy, it didn’t mean that soldiers were willing to jump into the pale flames of that many dead and get rid them all out. The fear of what might happen if they fought back dominated the minds of those present. “What’s the opinion of the …… magic team?” “Nothing can be done in this situation, ……. If we are not careful with our magic, it may stimulate the spirits.” “So why don’t you just release the techniques all at once ……?” “The cemetery itself could be blown to bits.” “This is not the time to worry about such things! Even though it would be disrespectful to the deceased, what will they do to us if we continue like this?”
So, we’ll have to wait and see what happens first, and if it looks like it’s about to go underground. “Then, we’ll see how it goes first and if it looks like they’re going to go underground. …. As the inexperienced soldiers debated, a pale flame emerged soundlessly from behind them – from the ground. Then it clings to the body of the soldier at once. “Gghh! Aaaaahhh!” “What? What’s going on?” “Oh, my God, it’s hot! Please do something!” A soldier surrounded by pale flames struggles to take off his uniform, trying desperately to dispel the flames as if he were dancing madly. “Hurry up and get some holy water!” “Yes, I know, I know, here!” When one of the soldiers took out a vial of holy water from his pocket, his body instantly flared up pale and white.
“Oh my God!” The next thing they knew, numerous pale blue flames surrounded them. Are those who come to the graveyard and do nothing just bait? The one who escaped from the disaster picks up a bottle of holy water that has tumbled down and sprays its contents on the flame-clad soldier. Instantly, there was a crackling sound and the pale blue flame was extinguished. “Are you okay?” “Oh, yeah, I’m ……, but the others!” More than a dozen soldiers who were present were busy dealing with their burning comrades. In the midst of all this, the pale flames that had been floating around the cemetery dug themselves into the ground one by one. “Oh, my God! It’s hot! It’s hot!” “Holy water alone is no longer effective? What the hell am I supposed to do!”
When he was upset to see his companions staggering around on the ground, burned by the flames. “Get out of the way!” The dignified voice made the soldier move away as quickly as he could. Immediately afterwards, a bow and arrow clothed in green wind flew at high speed, and it instantly pierced the body of the one who had fallen down and was suffering. The startled soldier looked back and saw an elf girl with dark green hair. “What the hell are you doing?” “It’s all right! Look closely!” When he was prompted to do so, he looked at his companions again, and saw that the flames had been extinguished from their bodies, and those who had been freed from the torment could only breathe out ragged breaths. One of the soldiers from the magic team who was watching said. “Is this a recovery technique ……? Elf-specific?”
“Yes, yes. The best way to deal with the dead is to unleash the sacred arts, but it is possible to use the elves’ healing arts.” In Liz’s hand was a bow that she would not normally have in her hand. It had a green outline that was probably an improvised magic tool that she had weaved into her magic. Either way, they were grateful for her presence. “I believe your name is Liz. Thank you for your help.” “Don’t be so formal. I’m just a student at a military school. –Anyway…You know what to do, right? If we move calmly, we can minimize the damage, so let’s do our best.” When Liz said this, every soldier in the spot nodded strongly. But then there was a strange sound coming from the direction of the cemetery. A dull thud echoes through the air. But they couldn’t find the source of the sound – no, there was something more important than that. “Hey, where the hell did all those pale flames go?” A soldier noticed that the pale flames that had filled the graveyard earlier had disappeared without a trace.
Then, a strange sound that sounded like something ‘hitting’ stuck. “Isn’t this sound coming from under the ground? “So it’s true what they say about entering the bodies of the dead?” As the soldiers whispered to each other, the elven girl frowned in thought. (I thought this one was just a decoy…… Other places may be in worse trouble.) Just as she felt a cold sweat run down her cheeks, a single sound roared from the ground of the cemetery. Arms sprouted one after another from the soil, and they began to wriggle and groan as if they were scraping the earth. “Ahhh, the corpse’s on the move!” “Those are zombies…. Magic Team, hurry up and start chanting the magic!” “Understood!”
Liz switches her thoughts to shake off her unpleasant premonition, and holds a bow woven by the magic she had in her hand. She’s ready to start a war at any time. ☆
“Groaa…!” The dead man’s head shattered and his body collapsed. Roka, the fox beastkin with golden ears and tail, who was the one who hunted the moving corpse, put down the leg that had just killed the dead man and checked the situation around her. “The death toll is getting high. How could a battle suddenly break out in a city like this?” At the same time as those words, the heads of the other dead were sliced open and cut in two from their bodies. Shaula, a wolf beastkin with a pure white body, uses his long claws to kill the dead. Sge chopped off her head. Her body’s physical capabilities are greatly enhanced in battle, and her claws grow thicker and longer. “…… doesn’t feel so good, does it? Dealing with dead people.”
Looking down at the motionless remains, Shaula frowned slightly. “It can’t be helped. The soldiers in the land of Granden are obviously not used to dealing with the dead. If that’s the case, then it’s up to us who have fought with the dead on the battlefield in some capacity.” “Yes, ……. But still, it all happened so fast.” Surrounding Roka and Shaula was a crowd of dozens of dead people. The majority of them are the ends of the military personnel. The people were evacuated, and the soldiers, who were on high alert, emerged from the ground. In the blink of an eye, they had turned into moving corpses, burned one after another by the rising pale flames. Thanks to their ability to sense the slightest hint of life, Roka and Shaula were not burned by the pale flames, but they could not handle magic. There was no point in trying to extinguish the flames in the usual way, and they could only watch in silence as the soldiers turned into the undead. “The ones who were attacked first were those who could handle magic. There’s no way it’s just a coincidence, but it is a bit too much. Is the mastermind behind all this a necromancer?”
“Likely so. The last time we had a run-in with the barbarians in Chiaro, there was a massive outpouring of the dead, remember? One of the barbarians was controlling the dead that time, too.” It reminds her of the battlefields of the past. The beastkins were overwhelmingly dominant against the Kingdom of Chiaro Diruna. As a result of this unexpected turn of events, not a small number of people were killed. “I remember. At that time, the movement of the dead stopped at the moment when the head of the mastermind was decapitated, but … We are not familiar with the geography of this city. It’s hard to find the cause. ” “If we overlook people being attacked, we’ll just make more enemies, and that’s a pain in the ass–now, here comes the next one.” The dead, who had been watching from afar, began to move in unison toward the beastkins. “Red lotus flame, take possession of my hand and grant eternal rest to the wretched dead! Sacred flame of purification!” The bodies of those who had been turned into moving corpses instantly burst into flames. The dead fall down before they can cry out in agony.
It was the red-haired young man who had unleashed the fire magic. He was holding a huge holy sword, Fire Giza, which was as tall as he was. He said, brushing the fire away from his other hand, which still had the lingering scent of “You all right, girls?” “Hmm? Keith. That’s great. As you can see, we’re fine…but….” “Everyone all dead except us. Unfortunately, as beastkins who cannot use magic, there’s nothing we can do. No hard feelings, please.” Keith heard this and shook his head. “In a battle between the dead and the living, there is more to it than brute force alone. You are lucky that you are safe.” “Thank God. But we can’t afford to make any more casualties, can we?” “Of course. Those who have already been burned by the pale flames will become the living dead, and in time they will turn into zombies. As long as they have a physical body, you guys will be able to deal with them easily. As soon as we find them–”
“Shouldn’t the head be crushed?” When Roka tapped her head with her finger, Keith said with a bitter look on his face. “…… Yes. There is no other way to deal with this. It pains me to have to subject the corpse of the deceased to more humiliation than this, but if we don’t do it, it will only increase the casualties.” “I know. I know, because I and Shaula have hunted our dead brethren with our own hands before. I will not hesitate now.” “I’ve never felt as nauseous as I did then. …… Let’s get this over with quickly, I don’t feel good.” Shaula muttered, looking around as she did so. “…… What is that womanizer doing at a time like this?” “Indeed. If it was Theo, he wouldn’t have left things like this to chance.” That blue-haired boy is nowhere to be found. Keith says with a raised eyebrow. “What are you doing, Theodore? …… It’s times like this that we need your help. ……!”
“He’s a fickle fellow. He might pop up at any moment. Until then, we’ll just have to make do with what we have.” “But what are we going to do? It’s not efficient for the three of us to just stick together.” Keith nodded at that point. “Alright. I’m going to go to the temple now and report to General Duras about the devastation in the city. If the priests are available, we may be able to send them to fight off the dead.” “You’re right. I’m worried about the leader of the enemy, but first we have to protect the sorcerer of the Granden army. It’s going to be tough for us to fight that pale flame, so we’ll need the help of the sorcerer.” “I’m counting on you. I’ll return to intercept the dead as soon as I’m done.” Keith then used his holy sword to slash the pale flames that were approaching nearby. He ran in the direction of the temple, not paying attention to it, which disappeared in an instant. ☆ There was a series of gunfire at the gates of the Duke of Duras’ mansion.
Elsa, the maid of the Duke of Duras, equipped with a magic gun in each hand, was dealing with a swarm of the dead that was approaching. There is no fear on her face. There was no pity for the dead. She was just holding her gun and preparing to intercept them. “Ggag……” “Guuuuut ……!” The heads of those who had been human before disappeared. She saw it, but she didn’t feel anything. She had been through many battlefields. It didn’t matter who was dying in front of her, she no longer cared. The only thing she wanted to do was to solve this situation as soon as possible. That’s what she thought. It was a time when she was in the middle of a fight. Just before she pointed her muzzle at the living corpses that were about to approach her, the bodies of the dead were instantly chopped into pieces and turned into lumps of flesh. Elsa could not believe her eyes at how quickly it had done it, but what she saw was a sight she had not expected. “Hey, what are you doing, Elsa?” “…… Miss Charlotte. You must not leave the house.”
“Why?” The dead were approaching the blue-haired girl, but their body were disassembled into pieces as if they had been slashed by dozens of slashes. What she held in both hands was the sword that those in the Granden army were equipped with. The girl with the two swords hunts the dead with gorgeous movements like a falcon running in the sky. Even Elsa, a warrior of many years, could not discern it unless she was watching closely, and her sword work was clearly out of the ordinary. But more importantly, Elsa saw Charlotte’s odd appearance and her blank expression clouded slightly. The girl was laughing. The corner of her mouth turned up in amusement as she twirled her sword playfully, slashing at anyone who came near her with blinding speed. This was no ordinary exercise. This is a real battle where lives are at stake, without a doubt. It must be Charlotte’s first experience, but the girl says without any sign of timidity. “Hmm. So this is what it feels like to kill someone.”
“…… Miss Charlotte, …….” “It’s not as bad as I thought,” he said. “Hey, these people can’t be saved, right? Can I cut them all?” She must have only known about the dead from classroom lectures. In spite of this, the girl was calm. She was not trying to save the dead who could no longer be saved. She swung her sword as if to test her own strength. The wind blew right past Elsa as she watched the scene. As she felt this, she quickly looked behind her and saw in front of her a group of dead people falling in a pool of blood, and a girl who had cut through them with the speed of a gust of wind. “It’s too weak and boring. Elsa had such a hard time with this thing?” “…… No, I’m …….” “But if I defeat all of them, maybe Father will recognize me a little. Come on, Erza. I’ll protect you.”
Charlotte wiped the blood from her cheeks with her arm and smiled at Elsa, causing her to lower the gun she was holding. (…… not again, after so fari ……) While repairing the emotions that would never be revealed, she realized that he had no choice but to support Charlotte so that she would not be taken by surprise, and she just silently followed from behind the girl who walked happily.