3-04: The Unreasonable Palm (3/5)

3-04: The Unreasonable Palm (3/5)

Or at least, that should have been the case, yet that small existence remained unaffected before his dignified gaze.

In fact, the small existence was even looking down at him and giving him a thorough verbal smackdown.

Raw garbage that cant be used, and it doesnt even look like youd be useful as fertilizer.

Ah

The boy shook his head as though he found the lich hopeless, then grabbed the princess by her head and dragged her along as he leisurely approached the Undead King.

However, he did not look like he was about to hand her over and beg for his life.

Boy, if you hand me the princess, I will let your insolence pass.

The lich lord just inwardly scoffed at the boys rude remarks, thinking to himself that it was the boy who was useless, but he didnt feel like it was worth the effort to dispose of him, so he just let his insolence pass and said that.

But

Shut up, you scrap of bones worth even less than maggots. Dont tell me what to do like a human would when youre not even a living creature.

The boy just laughed scornfully in the face of his mercy.

Not a hint of false bravado could be seen on his face.

What a sad thing, the Undead King thought with a sigh.

Sigh, people like this occasionally appear. Thats why short-lived people are so troublesome. Hes so tiny that he cant even notice the difference in strength or existence. How pitiful.

Though everyone knew that the sun shone high up in the sky, only a few knew that it was a mass of fire that would burn any living creature before they could even approach it.

The bugs that crawled on the ground could not understand what it meant to fear his brilliance.

So he gave the order to his skeleton dog to dispose of the boy.

Three dogs should make short work of him.

!

Crush them, Gravity(Ga Gorga).

Someone let out an anguished voice, but it was muffled by that powerful chant, and the skeleton dogs that attacked were crushed mid-stride.

It was as if they had been crushed by the hands of some invisible giant, leaving behind only a white object the size of a pebble. But even those fell on the ground and broke up as they rolled away.

W-What was that just now? This presence Magic? Impossible! They might have been lower-class monster beasts, but Ive already turned them into my skeletons!

What? The Undead King thought as something shot through his shoulders.

His trembling consciousness reflexively pushed down on his perforated shoulder, while his rational consciousness analyzed what had transpired and was shocked.

Impossible

The cursed light hed shot out hit something when it was right in front of the boy and came shooting back at him like a ray of light hitting a mirror.

I can deflect attacks like this too. And what was up with that Cursed Light just now? Its still fine if you thought you could kill me with just something on that level, but if that was your full strength, then I really gotta ask, just what have you been doing with your life?

At first, the boy seemed to be just messing around, but now he was seriously mocking him, and the Undead King could only grit his teeth while he pressed down on the hole that wouldnt close.

The boy took that for his answer and narrowed his eyes as he looked around them.

Your skeletons are poorly made too. You mustve used that. The purple smoke that leads to death(Deathly Smoke), a low-class necromancy spell. But theres still some flesh left, and some of the night dogs are chewing on their bones. Control, precision You suck at everything, dont you? I give you failing marks. Seriously, what did you live the last three hundred years for?

D-Damn you! Youre just a little brat, so why do you know so much!?

The boy clearly knew a lot. He could even tell what the original monster beasts were just from the bones, and he could even judge the precision of his technique.

To top it all off, he gave him failing marks. The Undead King gnashed his molars.

Had he still some flesh on his face, his expression right now would have surely been filled with humiliation.

But then again, youre just a coward who couldnt endure being human and ran away. Becoming undead wont change who you areGulde Tolpunte-kun.

The boys face couldnt be more common, but it was on such a face that a crescent moon smile surfaced.

!? You Where did you hear that name?

That was an impossible sequence of words. Unlike anything until now, this was not something that one could learn just by studying.

In the Undead Kings surprise, his empty head seethed.

This boy clearly knew what he abandoned and erased 300 years ago. He couldnt allow this boy to speak any more than this.

He buried everything when he became undead, so why now?

But while he knew he had to shut the boy up, he had to first know where he learned of him.

While the Undead King was in a dilemma, the boy spoke of those things that he shouldnt speak.

You are the third son of Tolpunte family, a noble family from a kingdom of long ago. In your childhood, you studied to become the strength of the 1st and 2nd sons, but along the way, you became obsessed with knowledge and the means to an end became the end itself. Before long, you found the shackles of society and living creatures to be a hindrance, so you turned to the taboo and the dark arts and became an undead Did I get it right, Gulde-kun?

The boy said with a crescent moon smile and a pair of mocking eyes.