CH 62

Chapter 62 Behind the curtains(2)

Translator: BaeBae Editor: BaeBae

Dilmond smashed undeads apart again and again.

With his own hands, he was cutting down those that he once called friends, those that he fought along side by side, those young knights that he’d personally trained not only yesterday.

Although he found undeads distasteful at first, in time he became accustomed to them. So much that he could comfortably go to sleep beside them. He never thought they’d become his enemy so soon.

“Bring it, you bastards!”

After being hit with Dilmond’s hammer, a zombie’s head disappeared.

It was a half breed that had asked if he would become an honorary knight when Lars’s name would eventually be restored with honor.

Dilmond who was flying through the battlefield, felt his hammer become more heavier with each blood that it was stained with.

He wanted to give up, lie on the ground and go to sleep.

He’d gone past him seeing as they served the same emperor from their memories. However, something told him that he was making a mistake.

Then suddenly, something appeared from beyond the darkness.

A familiar face. It was the knight with the hammer that he’d failed to cut down earlier. Determined better late than never, Karl stepped forward towards him.

As Karl approached, the enemies readied their swords. Karl quickly dispatched the nearest knight by smashing him and his sword in one stroke.

Screams and roars erupted. The knight with the hammer ran at him. He unleashed a fierce swing but it lacked the strength behind it.

As he was about to cut the knight down, some unknown urge stopped Karl from doing so.

A woman was pouring her will onto him. But it wasn’t enough. Compared to the power that Karl had been bestowed with, her will was about annoying as cobwebs to him.

Karl was about to finish off the knight with the hammer when.

Kwak!

Something pierced his head.

Flames roared from the dagger that had been inserted into his head and Karl’s skull exploded into pieces.

The flames from the bits of pieces moved towards the rest of the body, burning it. The remaining bits of his body were squashed into dust.

“So, you’re still alive and kicking huh.”

“Juan!”

Juan had returned.