"If you just cut them down with a sword, they will grow back as undead. And the number of adventurers is far too few."



"Then, we should reorganize the group around the wizard ......."



"That's not good enough. There are definitely not enough wizards. The adventurers will be wiped out if we don't do something.



"Okay. All adventurers must evacuate the town!　We can rebuild as long as people are alive. Mr. Locke!



No, I don't think that will be necessary.

　As I looked on, the followers had defeated the undes and returned them to their bones.



"What? Don't ...... think it's because of ...... Mr. Locke's profession!"



　My followers were killing more and more undes.

　Of course, it wasn't all in one blow, but they were putting up a pretty good fight.



　Perhaps thanks to the Holy Beast Master's skill, the physical attacks of my followers are working on the undes.



"If this is the case, please tell ...... adventurers to support Mr. Locke's followers. There is no need to force them down. Please make sure that the followers can fight for as long as possible and that they are not surrounded and isolated.



　At Ricca-san's instruction, the previous adventurers return to the battlefield.

I'm going with you.

"Good luck, Mr. Lock!"



　Lucky seems to be fighting for Lucky, so I head for the ogre.

　I don't know how many demons there are, but ...... they were all originally clustered in the morgue, so it doesn't look like the whole of King's Landing has been affected.



　If we can contain them here, we should be able to get by.



　I pull out my sword and cast a supplementary spell on myself and all my followers.

　A goblin jumps out in front of me.



　A goblin here?

　It seems that he has been collecting not only strong demons but also small fry.



　Fine.

　We'll take them all down.



　He cuts the goblin down with a single blow and returns to his bones.



　The goblins had not been recognized as enemies before, but now that we have defeated one, it seems that the other demons have officially recognized us as enemies.　Goblins, orcs, and ogres...... seem to have gathered quite a number of them.



　With that many, they could have overthrown King's Landing.

　But without us.



　We hunted the demons while the adventurers provided support and evacuated the population.

　Just as the tables were turned, the Knights of the Kingdom arrived.



You're too late!　You Knights must be the first to defend the capital...what?"



　Without a word, the Knights shot arrows at us.



"Arrows are coming at us!　Run!"



　Some of the adventurers were unable to avoid the surprise attack and fell to the arrows, but the squires seemed to be okay. Gargoyle is using his wind magic to block the arrows.



"What the hell are you doing!　We're on your side!"

　The Royal Guard are acting strangely.

　They've completely lost their minds.



　But only Marcus, the leader of the Knights, is giving orders to the Knights.



"The enemy of the Knights is right in front of us!　My friends!　Now is the time to show the power of the Knights of the Kingdom!



Papa, what do we do?

Don't kill them all, just stun them.



I'll take care of that.

　Mr. Gargoyle uses his wind magic to lift the Knights into the air and drop them on their backs.

　They are wearing armor, but it should be quite a shock.



"You did it ......?"

　Mr. Gargoyle mutters anxiously.



　The knights get up and attack again.

　I had a feeling.



"Can't they be stunned?"

　The residents have already evacuated to some extent.

　Should we evacuate too?



　We're outnumbered against the demons and the Knights.

　We slash the orcs as hard as we can and reduce them to bones.



　We are defeating them, but the number of knights is increasing and they are attacking us from many directions.

　If we are to retreat, we must make a decision as soon as possible.






"Pa-pa-pa!　Look out!"



　Patra covers me and we both fall to the side.

　I was thinking about something and I let my backside down.



"Thank you, Patra!"

"Papa, don't be lazy."



　she says to me in a big sisterly tone.

　She's growing up so fast.



　It was Misael who came at me.

　Misael's eyes are unfocused and I can't tell where he is looking.



　Misael took aim at Patra, who rolled over, and kicked her as hard as he could.



"Ouch!"

"That's why I told you before that you would get hurt!"



　Patra looks completely unconcerned.

　It seems that Misael was hurt more than Patra.



"What are you doing? You ants!　What?　Where am I?

Misael, do you know who we are?



You're a demonologist. What's more, what's going on?　King's Landing is under attack!



　Why?

　The gargoyle's magic didn't work but Misael returned after kicking Patra.

　Both of them caused pain, but ...... maybe it's contact!



　Maybe we can break his brainwashing with holy magic.



"Squires, hit the Royal Knights directly so they don't get hurt!　Those of you who are not good at melee, attack the undes!



　I instruct the squires.



Hey, demon-user, explain!



The undes are attacking King's Landing and the knights are getting confused and attacking their allies. I don't have time for you. You should evacuate and ask the people about the details.



"Who's going to evacuate? I'm a member of the Royal Guard. I'm a member of the Knights of the Realm. I'll leave the small fry to you. I'm going to kill the big one.



　Misael draws his sword, slashes through the orcs and goblins, and runs toward the ogre! I see, these creatures automatically identify themselves as enemies when they are attacked.



　The creator must have a very bad character to have designed them to self-destruct.



　Misael's sword had only cut a thin layer of skin off the ogre, but the ogre kicked Misael and tried to crush him when he rolled over.



"You're weak...run for your life!"



　Patra crosses her arms to protect Misael and takes the ogre's attack.

"No, Patra!"



　Patra's feet dig into the ground.

　Patra manages to withstand the blow, but the ogre raises its legs again and tries to crush her again.



　Patra's hands, which had been crossed, slumped down.

　I have to help him, but more and more hostile undes are attacking in front of me.

　He hastily slashes at the orcs and goblins, turning them to bone.



　No!



　I'll never make it to ...... in time!



Somebody help!　Help me save Patra!



　As my voice rings out, Lucky, Orange Ant, Shannon, and Mr. Gargoyle rush to Patra's side, but no one can reach her in time.



　With a loud bang, the ogre's feet step down to where Patra had been.

　Patra did not seem to be holding on as before.



　After the ogre had lifted his foot ...... Patra and Misael were gone.

"Patra!"

　My voice was just a hollow echo.