511 Figh (1/2)

”The undead army has stopped?

While Roland was fighting the undead army by himself, everyone else didn't know about it, as the battle was taking place in Roland's alternate dimension. Still, it was obvious to everyone that the undead army had stopped in its tracks.

But for these ordinary people, no matter what the reason was, it was naturally a good thing that the undead army had stopped attacking. That would mean more time to prepare.

Currently on Starwood City's town walls, temporary acting commander Salima was speaking to a young man who was even younger than he appeared. When Timlad told her about his expectations, his statements caused an angry uproar from everyone else immediately.

”You're telling us to stop working on the town walls? At this critical junction?”

”No, no, I'm just asking you to focus on troop organization and resource preparation. Just leave the heavy work like solidifying the town walls and building more defense weaponry to me.”

”You? A little brat who hasn't even finished going through puberty yet…?”

While everyone was in an angry uproar, Salima stopped her subordinates from questioning Timlad. In fact, she asked her question with delight in her voice.

”It must be that person. Did His Highness the Holy Knight make that decision? Did he decide to personally intervene?”

Timlad was surprised for a moment as he realized that she must have inferred Roland's identity due to the unique combination of titles she used to refer to ”Karo” the Holy Knight. He hesitated for a moment, but with his direct personality, he felt that it was much better to be upfront.

”Yes, it was that person who made the decision. And, he's currently stalling the undead army by himself. As for how long he can stall them, he said that he could only try his best, but he should be able to stall them for at least three or four hours.”

”Stall? Even that person is only capable of stalling the undead army? He can't directly destroy the undead army?”

Timlad shook his head, not intending to explain. Just what did an Undead Emperor with thousands of years of accumulated power represent? Not to mention, that Undead Emperor had invaded with every single elite troop in her dimension. That would be a challenger that not even a True God would want to take on. That would be enough power to take on any human country.

Besides, would the problem really be solved even if Undead Emperor Conservation was defeated? There was still the issue of the ruins actually being a Sky Tower. It was possible that a new enemy might appear at any moment.

Timlad was quite clear that if Roland truly could win here, Roland wouldn't have asked him to come here and solidify the town walls and construct temporary defense mechanisms.

”…Time is limited, so let me take care of things. Give command of every single engineer here to me, as well as all the Four Elemental Swordcasters. The Swordcasters are good for half an engineer and enchanter each.”

Three super small airships were slowly descending from the sky. They opened their freight doors, releasing several dozen medium-sized robots. The robots' gears constantly clanked as they changed their forms, adjusting into the most appropriate form for work.

Right after the robots landed, Timlad had them immediately begin dismantling the magic cannons on the town walls. The magic cannons would be completely useless against the undead army.

”By the way, my name is Timmy Lade. You can call me Timmy, or Lade. If I knew that I would meet with such an unlucky incident, I would have brought along the entire South Star squadron.”

Since the airships were kicking up a small windstorm, people could only talk to each other via shouts. As Timlad shouted, he commanded the airships to descend. In the next three hours, it was time for Timlad, the ”Miracle Creator”, to show his stuff.

”The Father of Iron?”

”Miracle Hand Timlad!!”

Everyone now had unmistakable expressions of delight. Even the veteran warriors who were just scolding this young brat now had expressions like they were viewing their savior.

Salima was the only one who worriedly looked into the distance at the undead army. The fact that the greatest engineer in the world, Miracle Hand Timlad, was taking orders from that person was yet another circumstantial piece of evidence pointing at Karo's true identity. But if even Roland was unable to ensure absolute victory, just how difficult was the opponent to deal with this time!?

Salima was also a little afraid after the fact, since she almost treated him as a spy. If they had actually fought…

”I hope that he's just as magnanimous as in the legends, that he won't care about such a small matter.”

Magnanimous? If any single person who was familiar with Roland heard such a statement about him, they would probably break out into uproarious laughter. Wasn't Roland's most famous trait forever holding a grudge over even the smallest things? Legends were truly so unreliable.

”Ha, the weak should just kneel before me!”

But unlike everyone's expectations of my difficult struggles, I was having an easier and easier time fighting in my personal world of Hell.

This was a dimension which was a logical contradiction. Although this place was connected to Hell, the residents of Hell were unable to enter here, nor was I able to enter Hell through this world. I originally thought that this place would only be of limited assistance to me in my battle. I hadn't expected that in this fight against the undead army, this sub-dimension of Hell was actually a perfect counter to the undead army, especially due to the dimensional laws here.

The most difficult part of any undead army to deal with, the never-ending sea of low-level skeletons, had started rebelling. All the mid-level elite undead now had to be worried about being killed off by their former subordinates. But, suddenly, a tremendously powerful will descended upon this place. All the chaotic undead's soulfires suddenly started flickering to an identical beat again.

The powerful will directly started controlling her own army as the mid- and high-level undead had lost control. Under her personal soul contracts and connections, the low-level undead came under her control again.