3-04: The Unreasonable Palm (4/5)

3-04: The Unreasonable Palm (4/5)

The Undead King gulped. This was an enemy. Without a doubt, this was his enemy.

This existence that he thought was merely a tiny bug was in fact an existence that he ought to direct his killing intent to.

But the development is just too boring. The royal road(stereotypical) might be in demand, but theres still a limit to how hard you can play the tropes. Theres no originality, so 14 points.

The Undead Kings skeletal body shook. He had to kill this boy now. Anyone who knew that had to be erased.

For what reason did he become undead? For what ends did he burn his country?

There was only one thing to do.

In the first place, you havent changed much in these 300 years. Your curiosity runs deep, but you lack concentration and persistence, so in the end, your knowledge ends up half-baked. Wasnt that the assessment that all your private tutors gave you?

Those that heard must be erased too. The plan to use them was of secondary priority. Everyone, all of them here, had to be erased to be safe.

But how to accomplish it? What was the best and most complete method? The enemy possessed an unknown number of threats.

With the boys knowledge of necromancy and his skill in magic, it was highly likely that he has already made preparations against him, so a half-baked method wouldnt work.

If so, then there was only one way he could win.

All plans were meaningless in the face of power.

All of you! Attack that bastard like youre about to die!!

Theyre already dead, though.

Only three had been crushed by his gravity magic.

There were still plenty of skeletons under the lich lord. Enough to destroy the ecosystem of an entire corner of the mountain.

There were over 30 skeletons, and they were light and agile for they lacked both flesh and life.

They feared no death, and though their original species varied, they could work together to answer the commands of their king.

Under the influence of necromancy, they were even stronger than when they were alive.

Normally, so many against a single person was overkill, but the enemy was this weird boy, so the Undead King was actually anxious.

Regardless, they should do more than well enough to serve as decoys.

Hmph.

As expected though still not without surprise a large number of skeletal monsters suddenly became bogged down in the muddy earth and sank.

Was that an earth spell? Or was it a fusion of earth and water?

Even the undead wouldnt be able to move upon being dragged so deep underground that he couldnt sense them anymore. Eventually, even the spell that kept them alive would wear off, and they would be buried in the depths of the earth. A truly fitting end for a clatter of bones.

But the fact that the Undead King could think such idle thoughts meant that he had bought just that much time.

It wasnt difficult to use a summoning spell that has been prepared before hard.

Gulde had already prepared the summoning technique in case the populace resisted before he could finish his business at the royal capital of Kulash.

The problem was that there were so many of them that he could only summon all of them at once, and he couldnt send them back. However, before an army of this size, the strength of an individual was meaningless.

Behold my army 35,000 men strong! Fearing neither death nor wounds, they will attack all of you relentlessly! Indeed, in a contest of one against one, I might not reach your feet, but how could you resist this? Consider this my gift for your trip to the underworld! Learn with your body the power of numerical superiority! Fu fu fu, ha ha, ahahaha!!

Gulde laughed as though it was already over for them.

They could probably take down some of his soldiers if they desperately fought since there was no one among his soldiers that was stronger than them individually, but no matter how strong they were, they could not triumph against this endless sea of white.

The girls, who were wounded all over, were speechless as they imagined themselves being devoured by his army of undead.

But then

Gulde-kun Dont you remember what I told you at the start?

The dumbfounded voice of a person that mocked the Undead King filled the area.

It was of course none other than the boy that he had to kill.

Not a hint of surprise or fear or recklessness could be seen on his face.

He just looked at Gulde with a calm face and a contempt so obvious that anyone could see it.

What you said at the start? Are you messing with me even with my army in front of you?

I told you, you were late. As expected of a skull, your head is empty, so youre slow to pick up.

He had already won, but the boy remained arrogant.

That talkative mouth of his continued to laugh at him as though he didnt hear a word he said.

Gulde had the upper hand after summoning his army, yet abuse kept raining down on him.

The boy didnt appear to have lost his mind from fear either.

The boy truly felt nothing despite standing before his army. His eyes were saying that his army was trash.

But rather than question why, Gulde was just furious. Thats why he failed to realize it.

Hes late? Ah, d-dont tell me that you knew that that skeleton would appear here!? Kite said.

The one who noticed it first was none other than the hero who was still buried in the ground.

The boys words were only something he would say if he had an appointment or knew someone was coming.

The boy smiled in response as though to prove his words correct.

Meanwhile, the Undead King that was being looked at directly felt chills run all over his body.

He had a bad feeling about this, as though he was about to hear something he shouldnt hear.