“…… I didn't want to say it, but since it's here, let's take this opportunity to make an end. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info That's why we've gone to great lengths, and that's the only thing I don't want you to know, Melia. ”

Paul was different after picking up the greatsword again.

I don't know why, but now he is not the usual heroic soldier who does not like to talk but is obsessed with justice.

It's not a headless horseman who looks wooden and seems to be easily fooled.

"Your former companion, Paul, the paladin, is long dead, in the cold and dark underground caverns. But my soul, in the midst of wandering and confusion, heard the summoning voice—the king of the undead. ”

A large area of thick black mist suddenly wrapped around him, corroding anything it came into contact with.

After reaching out to protect me, Paul plunged his sword into the ground, placed his right hand on the hilt, and looked across the alley.

“…… How is it possible, full of undead aura to this extent...... Only king-level undead ......!"

"You, who are you, you are not him! not Paul!"

Sensing Paul's strange sense of disobedience, Melia, who was staring at him, broke free from the shackles of the saint and roared out.

Calmly tucking his head back to his neck, Paul's pupils shimmering with a scarlet glow.

"The being who reincarnated me as an undead is undoubtedly the successor of the previous King of the Undead, but it is the former King of the Undead who is talking to me. He told me, "I wasn't satisfied with the chosen successor, so I decided to give me a chance to transfer everything from the original heir if I could show the appropriate qualities" and I passed the test. ”

Today's Paul is the one who can interpret the image of the dead, and wherever he appears, he will bring about death without discrimination.

Wait, what did he just say......

"The King of the Undead has erased the effect of the Soul Pact that comes with the Undead Transformation Ritual that requires absolute observance, and I can take his place as long as I kill the previous Successor after I wake up. ”

"Hey, I've never heard of anything like this. ”

Because I really cared, I deliberately lowered my voice to a volume that only the two of us could hear.

Paul seemed to shake unnaturally as I finished speaking, but he didn't seem to hear it.

"The previous King of the Undead told me that his successor was weak. But what I thought of at that time was to be able to turn us around with an incredibly weak strength that was far beyond his at that time, and such a character was ...... to the mainland in the camp of the undead."

Ignoring my inquiring gaze, he continued:

"In any case, such a terrifying character cannot be allowed to dominate the undead, even at any cost. I sold my soul and made a pact with the former King of the Undead, and slew his successor by surprise. ”

"This pure undead aura is not lying...... So you gave up on yourself to become the new Successor to the King of the Undead?"

Hearing Cecilia bow her head and say word by word, Paul nodded indifferently.

After doing so, Paul was silent again, and while he was silent again, he looked at the two men who had been his closest companions.

The atmosphere around was oppressive.

After reaching out to stop Melia, who wanted to say something, the Holy Maiden bit her lip with a gloomy face and said:

"Sacrifice yourself for the mainland? Don't be kidding, how can you not know Paul, a papal knight! Even those who have given up themselves can't save anyone, and now you are just a walking corpse who has abandoned yourself!"

"The Walking Dead...... Hmph, it looks like you'd say it, Cecilia. ”

The black mist condensed on the blade of the great sword became thicker and thicker, but Paul, who was holding the hilt of the sword, sneered softly.

"Cecilia, unlike me, live in the light that the Holy See has shaped, and see the shadow of the injustice dealt with, so it is impossible to understand. Light and shadow can only coexist, and if my previous successor rules over the undead, it will surely upset the balance. So I took his place, and even at the expense of countless humans, I would protect the balance in my own way. ”

“…… You're just a mad undead now, Paul. ”

After hearing Paul's words, Her Highness stood silent and motionless for a few seconds, and then spoke firmly.

What is this kind of development?

- I should say that I am just a temporary attempt to carry a black pot for Paul, how can I be involved in so many horrific incidents that sound like heart-wrenching!

The previous king of the undead wanted to find a new successor, and Paul was the candidate.

What the hell is this unfolding?

But speaking of which, isn't my boss already dead, if you want to change people, you can talk to me directly, you have long wanted to give way, okay!

Speaking of which, when he was resurrected, I really wanted to be fooling around on Patrick's continent, which means that if I hadn't been unlucky enough to eat Serena's skeleton summoning, I would have died......

"This is the last time we will talk as friends, and the next time we meet, it will be on the battlefield of the Demon Realm's invasion of the continent. ”

"Understood, let's go, Melia. But remember, Paul, that no matter what, the next time we meet, we will surely let you be redeemed and able to return to the wings of the god of light. ”

Without responding to Her Highness's words, Paul slowly picked up his greatsword from the ground completely enveloped in black mist.

"Now, Paul, you're lying, aren't you? You idiot is lying, after all, don't you grin and pretend that it doesn't hurt at all every time you get fatally injured...... Well, that's the same now. Can we go back to the way we were...... Right......?"

After seeing his movements, Melia suddenly asked in a panic.

"No, that's the only thing I don't want you to know...... But Melia, it's time for us to separate once and for all. The next time I meet in war, I will fight you and those protected by you and by arcane and magic as the ruler of the undead. That's all for the past, it's time to say goodbye. Magic Sword Skill - Death.Breath

As the words fell, Paul leaned sideways and swung his sword upwards in the air.

--Originally wrapped around the big sword, the thick black mist seemed to be guided by something, and with the trajectory of the sword blade, it rushed out, and the pure fighting spirit was like a wave.

The black sword qi brushed past the two Melia on the other side of the alley, splitting the roofs of the buildings on both sides without hindrance.

"What's that, what's the joke, the house, the roof?"

"Hey, the members of the city security team, the building over there has been destroyed!, there are suspicious people in the alley, it may be an attacker who is sabotaging the city lord election, go and call those vampire guards!"

The roof that had been cut off by the sword qi fell to the ground with a 'bang', and the streets outside the alley began to be lively.

The undead who passed by also gathered with the flow of people.

"This is the last time I miss, and the next time this sword qi will be targeted by you. Hopefully, this day will not come, and now that a large number of undead have gathered, it is up to you to see if you can run away. Let's go, Elder Esthein...... Ahem. ”

With that, Paul withdrew his greatsword into its scabbard behind him.

Leaving Melia and Cecilia with a serious face, he turned around and left in other directions.