Denise looked at Raymond, who was kneeling in front of him.

Then, he looked at the dead around him.

The face continued to be confused.

However, the dead around them will not.

Except for the evil spirit that had almost reached the level of a fierce spirit, two 'battlefield undead' consciously stood behind Denis, and twelve high-ranking evil spirits and three hundred ghost warriors knelt down at the same time.

"For Her Majesty, serve your life!"

The twelve superior evil spirits said at the same time.

What happened?

I seem to have become a queen?

Really!

Am I the best?

After the Erha girl was stunned, she subconsciously wanted to cross her waist and laugh.

But at this moment, she instantly thought of what her mother had said-

With great power comes great responsibility.

Then, instinctively, it thought of Gerald.

It's the only person around it who fits the description of the high authority.

What kind of life does Gerald live?

Busy! Busy! Busy again!

Even going to bed has become a luxury!

This is what he overheard the maid sisters talking about while he was wandering around.

Am I going to be like that in the future?

Denise asked herself.

It thought blankly.

It was rare to think, and unconsciously raised its head and looked at the afternoon sky.

White clouds, blue sky.

It was very comfortable and pleasant.

The sea breeze is gentle.

The sound of the waves.

It's 'adventurous'.

That's what it wants.

The next moment!

It has a decision.

It is good to lead thousands of dead, to ascend to the throne, to overlook all things in the world, and to be the only one in the world.

But!

That's not what I wanted!

I just want to stay in bed, eat good food, bask in the sun, and walk around!

That's right!

That's what I want!

Denise was more and more sure in his heart.

Especially when it thought that "The Disappeared Cat" should come out in the next issue, such an idea became more and more firm.

And just as it was about to withdraw its gaze to the sky, a voice loomed in the sky—

When fate is decided!

Option 1: Become a king, go through a lot of hardships, conquer the sea of stars, and create epic legends!

Option 2: Continue to be lazy, lose everything, don't seek progress, stay up late to cultivate immortals, and become a rice worm!

Be the king!

You should choose......

Before the voice could finish speaking, Denise raised her arms and ran towards 2 with a cheer.

Choosing 2 is not because choosing 1 will go through a lot of hardships.

Simply because it likes the number 2.

It feels like it's the number that its fate favors.

It's the love of its life.

I made a decision in my heart.

Denise immediately chose to escape from reality.

"Get up first."

"Where did you come from?"

"I'll go back to somewhere for now."

Dennis spoke very quickly.

Then, after thinking about it, I felt that it was a little too simple, and besides, it was a little too solemn.

So, it added another sentence on the fly.

"I'll summon you when you need to!"

"Remember!"

"Always be ready~"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

All the kneeling dead, including Raymond, nodded in agreement.

The dead flee into nothingness.

Raymond returned the way he came.

Almost instantly, there was only one Dennis left.

Looking up at the blue sky again, the white clouds—

Mutter! Cuckoo!

Denise touched her belly, which she had started screaming.

"Dinner is you, right?"

"It's time to go back to Jason~"

The dead girl jumped towards the beach.

With the departure of the deceased girl.

Everything seems to have changed back to the way it was.

Everything was as if nothing had happened.

Everything is cozy.

Everything is peaceful......

How can it be?!

In the void, the undead roar and fight.

Under the darkness, the will of the king is carried out throughout.

The evil spirit, close to the fierce spirit, stood in the void, watching Denise's departing back.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment!"

"Your faithful servant, you will be back!"

It muttered to itself.

Then, turning around, he yelled at the dead in front of him:

"There are so few of us now!"

"We're too weak now!"

"We're going to be more!"

"We're going to get stronger!!"

"We are always ready for Her Majesty!"

"Target: Offshore Ancient Battlefield!"

"Let's go!"

Order!

This being, who was close to the fierce spirit, turned around and headed towards the sea.

Twelve superior evil spirits.

Three hundred Wraith Warriors.

Follow!

And two 'battlefield undead'?

They are already extraordinary, and they are one step ahead of schedule.

Before leaving, though.

They left a 'blessing' for Denise.

How could they be unprepared when they were leaving.

……

Raymond, who had returned the same way, covered up all traces.

He leaned his back against the hole, waited quietly for the guards to bring him dinner, and then stood up when he had left again.

He was aware of his colleague's movements.

He can't be left behind.

This is a prison!

There must be someone else besides me!

They are all sinners!

Atonement!

Dying for His Majesty is the best atonement!

Thinking of this, Raymond sprang into action again.

He burrowed back into the pit and dug in either direction.

……

Denice returned to the beach.

It was completely dark.

There is a torch on the beach.

Jason is still practicing 'Charge'.

Bang!

With his foot on the ground, Jason rushed out of the ground for nearly 10 meters and stood there steadily.

There was no shaking.

There was no discomfort either.

"It worked!"

Jason's face glistened.

The words in front of him told him the exact message-

【Master the Secret Art 'Charge' (Basic)】

[Charge (Basic): This is a secret technique that can be learned without gestures or knowledge of Tufuyu, but it requires a certain physical foundation; It was originally circulated among many forces, but eventually became one of the compulsory secret arts chosen by warriors and knights in the military camp; Effect: Consumes a certain amount of stamina and charges forward 10 meters at a temporary agility speed of +0.3. 】

(Note: This is the original version of the secret art, and the stronger the body, the more it can exert the power of 'charge')

……

Knock, knock!

I heard the sound of my heart beating.

Like the drums of war, like thunder.

In a trance, Jason seemed to see the thousands of enemies in front of him.

He was armed with a sword and armor, but alone.

And then—

Charge!

Charge!

Charge!

The last shouts of the old sir seemed to echo in his ears.

Instinctively, Jason rushes forward!

TRei！

A shiny picture appeared in front of him, imprinting on the heart.

As the blood flowed through the heart, it brought out more energy and flowed all over Jason's body.

Call!

With a long sigh, Jason opened his eyes.

He remembered the old sir's shout.

"Is this also a gift from you?"

Jason muttered to himself.

I couldn't help but feel sad, and this is when Denise came over.

"Jason ~ Let's go eat ~"

"I'm hungry~"

As always, Jason felt that Denise's tone was a little triumphant.

What happened?

Got a bone?

Jason thought, and then, lightly patting Denise on the forehead:

"Let's go."

"And don't speak in that tone."

"It's like you're saving the world."