"Yeah!

　I'm not sure what to make of this.
　This is a great way to make sure that you don't get caught in the middle of the action.

　However, she had to pull the ball back to her hand and hold it. The second wave attacked in the nick of time.
　The vampires, claws and fangs bared, attacked, hoping to turn Katherine into one of them.

"Come on!

　A one-armed knight waved a holy water-soaked rod.
　The vampires who try to attack Catherine are blown away by the blow that swings around her body, holding her under the armpit.

"I can't hold on much longer!　Not yet!
I see a door behind the statue!

　When the statue moves to the side from its original position, there is a peeling lattice door hidden behind its legs. A faint breeze blew in from behind.
　The door was half open, but tightly closed. The solid latticed door had a lock on it.

Where's the key?
"He must have it!　I'm a cousin of the Marquis or something, and he's got the key!
　...... Whoa!

　In the event that you've got a lot of time and energy, you'll be able to take advantage of it.

I thought I was going to die.
"I can't watch ......!　I can't watch !　You, come on!

　Two of the servants who had been working on the statue stepped forward as if they were frustrated by the dangerous fight.

Give it to me!　I'm more powerful than you.
I'm more powerful than you." "Well, if that's the case, I'd rather use your ...... than mine.
Don't worry, they'll switch.

　The two squires took over the weapons from the ship's knight and Catherine and began to wield them with all their might.
　It's not surprising that they are more powerful than a wounded knight or an eleven-year-old girl, no matter how inexperienced they are in combat. The vampires couldn't even get close to her, and she fell to the ground.

Keys, please!
Yes!

　When she was free, Catherine thrust her hand into the clothes of the man who said he was the Marquis' cousin. She could feel and smell the blood, but she wasn't so sickened by it. My head felt like it was burning white and I was paralyzed.
　In the pocket of her pants, stained with blood and holy water, Catherine fumbled for something that looked like it and pulled it out.

There it is!
"Yes!

　The one-armed knight raises his fist and then looks down at the corpse as if he's noticed something.

"Hey, can you use his clothes ......?
I'll make one!　I'll make one just like it!
I'll help you!

　I'll help you!" The maids jumped out from the women who were frozen and trembling in the back of the chapel.

　They deftly stripped the man of his clothes, bound him with altar straps and belts, and began to make a weapon similar to the one Catherine had made.
　As soon as they were finished, they started wielding them.

　With the increase in the number of offensive moves, the battle line was immediately pushed up.
　To begin with, they are undead that can be easily defeated by a single hit of holy water. And their main weapon is the bite. It was an opponent that could be fought by amateurs as long as they had the right weapons.

　In the meantime, Katherine took the key to the team working to open the loophole.
　The maids and even the noblewomen had joined her to fill in the gaps left by the servants who had been doing the heavy lifting.

Here!
Thank you, sir. Thank you. ...... But you've got some nerve, don't you?
Excuse me, may I ask which lady you are?

　The servants who received the keys praised Catherine.
　They were servants of the Marquise, but they didn't seem to know Catherine's face.

Please remember your father's name before mine. If I'm worthy of your praise, it's because I grew up watching your father's back.

　Catherine never thought she'd see the day when she'd be praised for her courage to fight, but it would be unbecoming of a lady to be so arrogant after being praised here.
　You should be humble.
　Half of the reason I was able to act with courage was because of Rene, my ...... enemy, or whatever you want to call him. The other half, Catherine thought, was thanks to her father, who had given her a sense of justice and determination.

My name is Catherine Margaretha Keeley. I'm the daughter of Oswald Mical Keely.
"Keely. ......
"The Earl of Keighley!　Oh my god. ......

　There was a murmur of admiration from the crowd as Catherine picked up her skirt and said hello. It was praise without flattery or social graces, and it tickled Catherine because it was new to her.

　It soon became less so.

"I can't get the key in the lock!
"What?
d*mn it, even the key is rusty!

　My servant, who had the key in the keyhole of the door, punched the door with a blue streak.
　The key is stuck in the keyhole of the door, making a noisy clattering sound as he tries to move it, but the key is stuck as if it is caught in something.

"Get out of the way, young man!


What ......?

　The old man pushed the servant aside and pulled the key out of the keyhole.
　The old man pushed the servant out of the way and yanked the key out of the keyhole, forcing the tip of the cane he was holding to support himself into the keyhole.

"Bomb!

　The keyhole exploded.
　The keyhole exploded. The sound of metal cracking echoed, and the parts fell apart.
　The lattice door creaked like a scream, and slowly opened.

"Oh, my God, that's great!　It's a piece of wood!
Grandpa, do that to the undead!
Sorry, I don't have much range, and it's been a while since I've done this, so this is all I can do.

　The old man who had broken the lock with the explosion spell was tapping his hip against his wand.
　Even if you don't have the talent to make a living, there are a few people who can do this kind of magic with a little training.

　Now I finally have a way out.
　The statue of the god that was blocking the loophole is only about halfway in place, but there is still enough space for people to pass through.

"Okay, it's open!　Run, run, run!
Me first! Let my son go first! Hey, come on!　Don't push!
Calm down. Calm down, please!　It's turn!

　The waiting people rushed into the room.
　The people who had been waiting rushed in, pushing and shoving each other, but gradually pouring in.
　In reality, those who could fight should take the lead to ensure safety, but there was no time for that. We can only hope that we are not ambushed at the exit.

Aaaaah!

　The scream came not from the way out, but from behind.

　Those who had been trying to escape turned to look.
　The squire who had been fighting with a horn club was lying in a pool of blood.
　Thrusting a sword into him was a ...... new kind of undead.

　Their skin is pale, but they are not dried up like vampires. Rather, their bodies are as strong as those of living people.
　What's more, unlike the vampires, who seemed to be clothed in nothing but their own clothes, they were properly armed. He wore light knight's armor and a helmet, and was armed with a sword and shield.

"Aaaaah! There's another demon! Get back, get back! Go, go, go! More exits! Don't push! In order!

　People are in a panic.
　There were a lot of screams as people clashed with each other trying to escape through the narrow exit. I don't know what it's like inside the loophole, but if I fall in here, I'll be trampled to death.

"Son of a b*tc*!

　The squire with the holy water ball hit the knight's undead with a full swing.
　From there on, it was like flowing.
　The knight's undead repelled the holy water ball with its shield, and cut off its fully extended belt with its sword. The knight undead used his shield to repel the holy water ball and cut off the belt with his sword.

"Gah ......!

　The servant collapsed in a spray of blood.

"...... Don't come!

　The maids wielding the holy water beads retreated, attacking menacingly.
　The knight's undead are not afraid of them, and they are inching closer.

　Katherine's back touched something as she backed away, keeping an eye on them.
　It was someone waiting for their turn to enter the loophole.

　--What am I supposed to do?　One more minute and we'll all be out of here!

　The knight undead closes the distance, staring at us with cloudy eyes.
　I just need to buy some time. But they're too strong for amateurs to contend with. How can I buy time in this situation?

"No!

　The holy water ball was finally thrown at the undead who were approaching without any threat.
　The undead lightly flicked it away with their shields.
　That bought me three seconds.
　And that's it.

　--......!

　Just when Katherine was about to die...

　I'm not going to let you do this.

"Get down!

　The voice came down.
　Katherine fell on her face, not knowing what to do.
　Pieces of stained glass rained down all around her.
　Next, a man with a vaguely fishy atmosphere fell.

　The knight undead quickly shielded his head with his shield.
　The knight undead quickly shielded his head with his shield. The man landed on the ground with his mithril boots, kicking at the shield, and almost simultaneously thrust his sword into the neck of the undead through the gap in his armor.
　He then twisted the neck as he gouged out the sword he had inserted.

　He was wearing a shining blue orichalcone knight's armor, but the arms that should have grown from his shoulders did not exist. Instead, he held a sword with his right arm, which looked like a metal skeleton.

A knight should be a gentleman. It's a shame you're roughing up a lady.
"Sir Second Order!

　The man who broke through the stained glass and jumped in was Bertil Lagerbeck, who used to be the Second Knight Commander of the Royal Court Knights.
　It was Bertil Lagerbeck.

"Sorry I'm late. I'm glad you're okay. I was going to come and help you, but I couldn't get close enough because of the terrible conditions outside.



　Protecting the people behind him, who still looked as if they didn't know what had happened, Bertil faced the army of undead alone and pointed his sword at them.

I'm not sure what to make of that. ...... Oops, only two left.
　Hey, you guys. You're probably dead by now, but if you don't want to die in vain, turn around.

　The numbers alone put us at an overwhelming disadvantage.
　But Bertil's tone left no doubt as to his victory.

　The undead faced Bertil with emotionless faces.
　Katherine couldn't tell if they understood her or not, but she could tell that they weren't going to run away.

"Who's gonna run? I admire your loyalty, but you're not strong enough to defeat me.

　I'm sure you're not the only one who has a problem with that.

I'm not sure I'll be able to do it. More ......
　I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

　The next moment, Bertille stepped out of the way, and the next moment, Bertille exceeded the limits of Katherine's kinetic vision.

　Two knight ghouls and nearly thirty bloodsuckers were blown away at once like dust on the breath.