"Gee, geez?
Yeah. It's a simple game.

　Ulrich was about to sit down, but somehow he managed to stand up and get away from Rene.
　Little by little, without being noticed (in fact, with obvious movements), he approached the door, the original entrance, next to the big hole in the wall.

　My mind was filled with thoughts of why I was here.
　Even if he hadn't been defeated yet, wasn't his location far to the southwest?

　A little girl begging to play like a child.
　She didn't look like ....... Even Ulrich, a complete novice when it came to fighting, could feel a chill run down his neck.
　It's a killer.

　In the end, Rene said happily, but with a smile that only his eyes were not smiling.

If you live, you win.

　As if on cue, Ulrich threw himself against the door with all his might and ran out into the hallway.

"No, no, no, no!　Somebody help me!　Help me!

　Screaming, Ulrich ran down the hallway.
　Ulrich ran down the hallway, screaming, thinking that there were always bouncers here, and that if any of the employees heard him scream and came toward him, he could use them as a shield.

　But Ulrich soon realized.
　But Ulrich soon realized that the screams were coming from where he was headed.

What the hell is ......?　What's going on at ......?

　Screams. The sound of running around. The sound of something falling. Screams. Shouting. Sounds like swords clashing. Screams. ......

　The front door is almost kicked open, and a young male employee comes running out of it.

Ahhhh!　Help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me!
Aah!

　He sprouted a sword from his chest in front of Ulrich and coughed up blood as he died.
　Behind him was a skeleton in knight's armor with a sword sticking out of his chest.

I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's worth it.

　That was all Ulrich could manage to say as his jaw quivered.
　The noises you hear on the road are the same ...... as this one.

　Why, I thought. Why is it that not only Rene, but also this thing is in the building of the Chamber of Commerce.

It's my Order.
"What the hell?

　Ulrich jumped up, screaming as he heard a voice behind him.
　Rene was right behind him.

What the hell?　Why are you in my business association?
"What?　You're not the only one.

　Rene raised his eyebrows in annoyance.
　It's insulting to think that you're singling this guy out,' he said.

"Listen carefully. It's all over the city.
Yeah, .......

　After being told, Ulrich finally realized what was happening.
　The screams, the fighting, the noises were coming from outside.

　Ulrich was beginning to swallow the situation.
　But it was too hopeless to comprehend.
　How could the undead so easily invade a place like this? You can't get to this point without reaping the rewards of the guards and the duke's troops that have gathered, and wrecking the whole city.

　In fact, the situation was even more desperate, as the Duke's soldiers, who were supposed to protect the city, had all turned undead, but of course Ulrich had no way of knowing that.

But of course, Ulrich had no way of knowing that. ≪"Ice Rock".
"Ghii!

　Gaggin!　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea. He landed softly, using the fat as a cushion.
　Forcing the flesh of his neck to fold up, he looked down and saw that Ulrich's legs were covered in ice blocks that clung together like shackles.

"Rule number one, you can't use your feet.
"No, I can't!　I don't know how to do this. ......
"Windcutter.
Aah!

　Ulrich's arms were gouged out by the Kamai-tachi.
　The wind cutters shredded both of his arms with the sleeves of his clothes, and blood dripped from his wasted arms.

"Rule number two, you must move with your wounded hand.
"What the hell?

　Ulrich shouted.
　It's hard enough to have your legs blocked, but now you've got to move your arms as well.



　Ulrich has no confidence in his arm strength. He can't even do one push-up. He can hold his arms up and down using his stomach for support.
　There's no way he can escape like this!

　Rene casts more spells.
　Ulrich braced himself, expecting to be blinded this time, but he was wrong.

"Create Undead".

　She cast the spell on the man who had been stabbed to death in front of Ulrich's eyes.
　The man who was supposed to be a mute corpse moved.

Don't let me catch up with you. I can't be bothered to chase him on foot, so I'll use him as a vehicle. Good thing it's not too fast. I mean, it's not very comfortable!

　Ulrich watched the scene with his eyes peeled.

　I don't remember this man's name, apart from ......, but he must have been one of Ulrich's men.
　He was crawling on all fours with a monster on his back, like a parent playing horse with a little boy playing knight!
　Rene was sitting sideways on the man's back, as a noble lady would do when riding a horse.
　She gently placed her head, which she was holding in her left hand, on top of the man's neck and instead grabbed the man's neck as a bridle.

I'm going to order the undead not to attack you. Let's get started.

　The desperate escape had begun.

　* * *

　Ulrich crawled forward, dragging his icy shackles with all the speed he could muster against the turtle.

　The cobblestones of the main road were soaked with snow that had melted during the sunny winter days.
　My belly was soaked with wetness, and I shivered from the bottom of my body. If it weren't for the thickness of my fat, I might have frozen to death long ago.
　My arms ached like they were going to shred with every step. Ulrich's progress left a trail of dripping blood in his wake. His palms were so cold he could barely feel them.

"Hey, hey, hey, somebody!　Help me!　I'll pay you!

　Ulrich went on, screaming to cover the pain.

　The sounds of battle, carnage, and screams echoed all around.
　The undead seemed to be rampaging sporadically here and there, and even the direction in which people were fleeing was confusing. Everyone who passed Ulrich or passed each other was desperate, and no one heard Ulrich's voice and wanted to help.

"Whoa!
Whoa!

　A boy running from the front caught Ulrich's face with his foot and tripped him.
　It was like a clean kick to the bridge of his nose, and Ulrich could smell the iron. His nose bled profusely.
　The boy nearly fell, but held his ground and ran away at full speed, not looking back.

"Hey, hey, hey, you ......!　How dare you kick my ass. ...... My name is Ulrich Thoman. ...... You little brat, I'll make sure you never live in this city again. ......

　Ulrich muttered with resentment. But there was no one to hear him.

　But then...
　Ulrich saw a carriage coming from ahead, running frantically.
　And when he saw the crest on the front, for the first time in a year and three months since his business rival had lost so much money on the stock market, he remembered to thank God.

"A carriage!　It's a carriage, it's our carriage!　Hey, let me in!　It's me!

　Pulled by two magnificent horses, it was Toman's carriage. It was a company carriage used by Ulrich and his executives for transportation.
　He whipped the horses and came at full speed.

......

　Then he rode past Ulrich.
　Ulrich could see that the gentleman looked at Ulrich with surprise and bitterness, and then turned away as if giving up on something.

Oh, oh, oh, that bastard!　His neck!　Aaaaah!

　Ulrich howled, shaking the flab of his neck.
　Yes, he had not come for Ulrich, but had simply run away.
　He had abandoned Ulrich in favor of his own life.

He didn't seem to have any particular loyalty.
Aah!　Awwww. ......

　Rene, on his horse, was within earshot.
　In a panic, Ulrich increased his speed.

"Ugh, a horse ...... that can be ridden by a hippogriff .......

　Ulrich was heading for his mansion.
　If you can get there, you'll find a privately owned ...... hippogriff to ride!
　If you can ride it, no monster will be able to catch you!
　So if we can get home, we win!　Ulrich said to himself, ignoring the various desperation factors.

"Hey, just running away is boring too. It would have been more exciting if we could have prepared some brave background music.


Ha, ha, ......?
"Would you like to hear my story on the way instead?　I'll tell you what they did to me.

　He was so desperate to survive that he couldn't possibly be bored, but Rene began to talk on his own.

　I'll tell you what was done to me by the knights, in the name of torture.
　Flogging was just the beginning. They put a brazier on you, poured boiling water on you, stuck needles in your mouth and between your nails, put your fingers on a grater, put your head in a tub of water, crushed your fingers, ......
　And then there's the infinite hell of having your wounds inflicted with a healing spell.............................

"......, right?　This way, the pain in your hand will seem like nothing and you'll be able to work harder, right?
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

　Ulrich scratched his hand frantically, as if driven by fear, because René said so casually.

　She hadn't come up with this death game by letting her cruel imagination run to the limit, but she really thought it was 'nothing' to be crawled on by ragged hands.
　If you change your mind a little bit, she'll add 'rules' like pouring boiling water on you or sticking needles in your mouth.
　If she does that to me, I'll ...... die!　I'm going to die!

　The only thing he didn't want to do was die, so he pushed himself forward.
　Ahead of him.
　There's a battle going on.

"Adventurers!

　Young men in armor, swords in their hands.
　Three or so adventurers were battling it out against twice as many undead.
　And they're fighting well.

　Seeing this as the last help the gods had in store for him, Ulrich cried out in a hoarse voice.

"Adventurer!　I'm an adventurer!　Hey, help me!　Defeat this monster!　You'll be rewarded with a generous amount of gold. ......
"Deathcloud.

　Something flew from behind Ulrich.

　A reddish-black mist was blown and exploded, engulfing the adventurers.

"Aaah ......
"Geez!
Aaaaah ......!

　The three adventurers fell to the ground, clutching their chests, while the undead were unconcerned.

"Huh?
The three adventurers collapsed, clutching their chests. I think it's about fourth grade (guard).

　Behind Ulrich, who had no idea what was going on, Rene was beaming.

　Ulrich understood. Somewhere in his head he knew, but he finally swallowed it.
　This is a game. Rene could kill an adventurer in an instant, he could kill Ulrich any time.
　And he's just playing with him.
　The fact, which was obvious to me if I thought about it for a moment, finally sunk in and became clear to me.

　Just as I thought this, my hand, which I had been moving with all my strength, finally stopped moving.

"Geez!

　Ulrich's arms lost their strength and he fell to the ground.

"Oh, is it game over?

　The horse overtook Ulrich, and Rene looked down at him from the front.

　The silver eyes looked coldly at Ulrich.
　The more Ulrich looked at her, the ...... angrier he became.
　It was the momentary bravery of a man who was finally ready to die, or a rash and desperate rebellion.

"Oh, that's crazy!　How many hundreds of thousands of people do you think there are in this country?
　Why should I be the only one who has to go through this?
　I'm not a knight, I'm not a king!　I'm just a merchant!　I didn't kill you!
"Yes, you did.

　I did not kill you!

"It was the knights who killed me, directly. And Hilbert the Pretender.
　But it was the people, the ...... fuzzy thing that fueled them.
　The only way to avenge them is to kill them all, but even I can't do that.
　While you're killing the people you can reach, the rest will escape. It's a big world.
　So I have to be a little messy. If there are 100 people, I might not be able to kill them all, but I might be able to kill 50. That's how I kill.
　I kill roughly, I kill on a whim, and I take my revenge on the people by instilling fear in those who survive.

　And Rene chuckles.
　What's funny is that it's a lovely, girlish smile.

You are the one who will be killed by me. You're the one I'm going to kill, and you're the one who happens to catch my eye and be killed by me directly. You were simply unlucky.
　...... This is just 'unreasonable'.
See .......
I'm just trying to kill time.
　I told you. You said we should play a game. I wanted to play.



　In front of Ulrich, who is raving about the bullshit, Rene takes out a piece of paper as if he has noticed something.
　It is a caller's note.
　It seems to be a call, and René exchanges some kind of conversation with the person on the other side of the note.

...... Okay, hold on a second.
　Hmm, too bad. I've just got some business to attend to. So much for playtime. It was a badly made, ugly toy, but I had some fun with it.

　And Rene snaps his fingers.

"Your body's too dull to be a zombie. ...... I'll just use your strong bones with plenty of nutrition.
　You there. Shave off his flesh.

　Rene called out to the skeletons that were nearby.
　A skeleton in knight's armor holds up a sword, grabs Ulrich by the chest and pulls him up.

"Hey ......, stop. Stop it. You're kidding, right?

　Without hesitation, the skeleton plunged his sword into Ulrich's abdomen.
　The skeleton thrusts his sword into Ulrich's abdomen without hesitation and begins to cut away the flesh, bit by bit.

"Oh, ......!
　Aaaaahhhh!　Aaahhhh!!!

　Ulrich screamed out, feeling as if his head had gone completely blank.
　It hurts beyond the sensation of pain. Even though it was so cold, he was sweating profusely and blood was trickling down the cobblestones.
　The skeleton did not try to kill me all at once. First, it scrapes off the fat from its belly little by little. Then it scraped out something long and thin. Intestines.

"Oh, no!　Stop...... hurting...... me!
　I'm not sure what to do.

　I'm sorry.

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not.
　In fact, if you try to create a skeleton with "Create Undead", the flesh will fall off the corpse and it will stand up with only bones. So there was no need to scrape the flesh off the body while it was still alive, but this was just a little prank by Rene.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not.
　...... I've said many of the same things. No one listened to me.

　I'm not sure if it's a good idea or not.