The World of Masks

"Oh? Who would want to kill someone?"

"Khh!"

"Aah!"

I heard a lot of screams along with a fine aesthetic. The startled emperor turns his head in haste. I opened my eyes.

There stood a man in black armor. The dark armor seemed to cast darkness even in the light of day, and the helmet seemed to have shaped it as if it were a demon. He has two feet on the ground with no horses, but strangely, he looks bigger than the Marquis himself on a horse.

One, that wasn't the problem. The man in the black armor is surrounded by dead bodies. The knights who were escorting the erl, the men who were running to deliver the erl's orders, and a huge number of soldiers.

"This, this · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

The Marquis is speechless.

"Hehehe. I understand the frenzy, but I can't. If you try to kill someone carelessly."

Just like the slow death ambassador, Chloe walks casually. The blood-soaked black blade glows fiercely.

The baron draws his sword. He was one of the best armed men in the kingdom. He was never a man worth dying easily on the battlefield. But now the Marquis's back is soaked in sweat. The Marquis of the High Powers couldn't kill the fallen troops in such a short time. The person in front of him must have more power than the Marquis himself imagined.

"Well, given the circumstances, you're the leader, right?"

Chloe swoops her sword lightly.

"Are they as good as the ones that climbed the mountain?"

The Marquis's eyes widen in horror. I can only think of two kinds of people who are on the mountain right now. The knights who climbed first and the duc who climbed later.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · Who?"

"Those teeth? Apparently he was talking about the Duke before he died."

Kloe recalls the men who cried out in mourning. There's blood on the Marquis's head.

"Yes, you dare!!"

The fists tremble. I put my blood foot in her eyes and stared at her. But I couldn't rush easily. Seeing her overwhelming power, she continues to grasp the Earl's ankle.

"Cook, Cook, you must have been really good."

Kloer raises his sword, tugging it into his helmet.

"Don't worry, I'll see you soon."

Cloak lunges at the baron without hesitation. Clodagh wields his sword, smiling at the desperate Marquis of Resistance.

* * *

Until an hour ago, the plains that had been ravaged with all kinds of shouts, screams, and weapons clashing had no place to settle. Only the darker Fivirins and the scattered corpses knew this place was a fierce battlefield. There were no living humans. There were only a handful of monsters and undead running around. Now Jack walks free among the wretched corpses that are about to rot.

Squawk!

I stepped on something. Jack looks down. The innards of those who don't know who they belong to were removed. Jack continues to step on the intestines as if it didn't matter.

Glug, glug.

A group of monsters pass by. They had two or three corpses in their hands. Seeing where the altar was headed, it was on the side of the mountain. Other monsters in the plains and undead, too, walked along the first monsters carrying the corpses in turn. It was to draw life force from the corpse.

I thought I wanted to create magic groups around me, like I used to do in the former capital, but I also use life force to create magic groups all at once. If we use human life to suck out human life, it is preached in the Bible. You could use a different life force, but you don't have that much normal life you draw from monsters right now. Above all, if you order the undead and monsters, it will take some time, but you can draw life without spending it, and using it to draw a magic circle is no more a waste.

"My Lord!"

You hear Callie's voice in Jack's ears as he looks around the plains, surrounded by dead bodies. You see Callie coming at you with a big wave.

Wow!

Callie hugged Jack without hesitation.

"I was worried! Lucky for you, nothing happened."

I saw tearful eyes on his innocent face. Jack hugs Carrie lightly.

"I'm glad things worked out. We're done here. Thankfully, you're okay."

"I ran away in the chaos. The undead who woke up again, like the master said, didn't attack me, so I was able to get out easily."

Callie exits the Alliance as soon as the undead rise again, because Jack told her what would happen when he took control of the Demon King. It seems that the Demon King has the power of the owner, so there is no reason to stay with the Allied forces any longer. I take a step back, but since then, I've been cheering for the undead. Obviously, the undead didn't attack Callie.

"Are you completely the Demon King now?"

"Yes, I am invincible in this realm now."

There was no shadows on Jack's smiling face. Callie's face brightens as well. It was time for Callie to give Jack another big hug.

"Huh? Was that her?"

You hear a cheerful voice. Callie turns her head to look where the sound is.

"Huh?"

Callie looks right at the man who just showed up. He turns his head to look at Jack's face, and then he looks back at the man who appeared again.

"Owner's · · · · · · · · · · Armor?"

I could see the question marks flying over Callie's head. Jack smiles in relief.

"I don't need that anymore because I'm the Demon King. So I gave it to him."

"Give? Who are you? · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

It was a woman who could only hear her voice. That's a pretty good aesthetic, too.

Chloe takes off her helmet. The waves had blue eyes like fine blond hair and a lake. Callie swallows her breath for a moment. She was a stunning beauty who wouldn't give it away anywhere.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Chloe, the owner this time."

Then I turned my gaze slightly to Jack.

"Lover?"

"No, slavery."

"Ah!"

Chloe looks at Callie in the same position. I waved my hands softly as if to say hello.

"Who are you?"

"The one who turned from the Dark Wizard to me this time. You know he led the Undead back to us and attacked us."

"Ah, the one who was killed by the master at that time!"

I clenched my fist as if I had remembered. It was quite impressive for Callie, as she realized that someone other than Jack was after the Demon King's power. Callie was also defeated at the time, so she had to have a strong memory.

"Hehe, I was thrilled at that time. When I woke up from the dead, my lower half was soaking wet. The more I go through death, the merrier I get. I just can't keep doing it because I'm afraid I'm going to die."

She blushes and takes a slightly rough-breathed look at Chloe with the look of her boredom somewhere.

"· · · · · · Owner, she tastes more like us?"

There is a runner upon the runner, and there is a runner upon the runner. Callie had no choice but to shrink to the crazy force of Chloe. But Jack didn't care much.

"But hasn't your personality changed a bit?"

It reminded me of the time when I used to stamp out the half-words. Chloe smiles as if she's stunning.

"At that time, I was always nervous because of the Dark Wizard's inspiration. This is the nature of what I saw. This is the same in real life."

"Isn't that what you see when you're annoyed?"

"Is that so?"

Chloe smiles as if she were ashamed. However, it didn't seem like I cared that much from an attitude.

"Then why did you give me that armor?"

Callie's voice is mixed with a slight grudge. Jack shrugs.

"Now that you have the Demon King's power, you don't need the Dark Knight's power. We'll have to find a new dark knight.I gave it to him to go this way anyway."

"But I thought that I would succeed."

"You're not the warrior type, are you? Yours is right here."

Jack pulls two things out of the bracelet. The Dark Wizard's Staff and Robe. Callie groans, looking at that dull, sinister, senseless object. He said he liked the idea that he could have the things he used to wear, but his hopes flew away.

Callie receives the item once she can't get rid of it because it was hand-delivered by Jack. You duck and stare at the staff and robes.

She smiles a little, making sure she knows Callie's inner circle.

"Uhuhuhuhu, I'm sorry about this."

A gentle apology came out, but I didn't think it was serious. No, the irony of having a mean smile was powerful.

"Ugh."

Callie shrugs. He dares to roll in and take away his rights. But even with Callie's gaze, Chloe doesn't budge. Chloe's mental state was not normal enough to be afraid of just that.

"Oh, for the record, the former owner of that thing was a total inspiration. He was an old, wrinkly, ugly guy. Clean it thoroughly to use it."

"Grrrgh!"

Callie grabs the robe and the staff tight. The fluttering foam seems unusual. However, I couldn't dare to speak to anyone who would become a colleague without the Lord's command. Callie presses down on the fever in the drumstick.