125 [2-59] 摘み手の初陣 (2/2)

Sorry, I don't have much range, and it's been a while since I've done this, so this is all I can do.

The old man who had broken the lock with the explosion spell was tapping his hip against his wand.

Even if you don't have the talent to make a living, there are a few people who can do this kind of magic with a little training.

Now I finally have a way out.

The statue of the god that was blocking the loophole is only about halfway in place, but there is still enough space for people to pass through.

”Okay, it's open!　Run, run, run!

Me first! Let my son go first! Hey, come on!　Don't push!

Calm down. Calm down, please!　It's turn!

The waiting people rushed into the room.

The people who had been waiting rushed in, pushing and shoving each other, but gradually pouring in.

In reality, those who could fight should take the lead to ensure safety, but there was no time for that. We can only hope that we are not ambushed at the exit.

Aaaaah!

The scream came not from the way out, but from behind.

Those who had been trying to escape turned to look.

The squire who had been fighting with a horn club was lying in a pool of blood.

Thrusting a sword into him was a ...... new kind of undead.

Their skin is pale, but they are not dried up like vampires. Rather, their bodies are as strong as those of living people.

What's more, unlike the vampires, who seemed to be clothed in nothing but their own clothes, they were properly armed. He wore light knight's armor and a helmet, and was armed with a sword and shield.

”Aaaaah! There's another demon! Get back, get back! Go, go, go! More exits! Don't push! In order!

People are in a panic.

There were a lot of screams as people clashed with each other trying to escape through the narrow exit. I don't know what it's like inside the loophole, but if I fall in here, I'll be trampled to death.

”Son of a b*tc*!

The squire with the holy water ball hit the knight's undead with a full swing.

From there on, it was like flowing.

The knight's undead repelled the holy water ball with its shield, and cut off its fully extended belt with its sword. The knight undead used his shield to repel the holy water ball and cut off the belt with his sword.

”Gah ......!

The servant collapsed in a spray of blood.

”...... Don't come!

The maids wielding the holy water beads retreated, attacking menacingly.

The knight's undead are not afraid of them, and they are inching closer.

Katherine's back touched something as she backed away, keeping an eye on them.

It was someone waiting for their turn to enter the loophole.

--What am I supposed to do?　One more minute and we'll all be out of here!

The knight undead closes the distance, staring at us with cloudy eyes.

I just need to buy some time. But they're too strong for amateurs to contend with. How can I buy time in this situation?

”No!

The holy water ball was finally thrown at the undead who were approaching without any threat.

The undead lightly flicked it away with their shields.

That bought me three seconds.

And that's it.

--......!

Just when Katherine was about to die...

I'm not going to let you do this.

”Get down!

The voice came down.

Katherine fell on her face, not knowing what to do.

Pieces of stained glass rained down all around her.

Next, a man with a vaguely fishy atmosphere fell.

The knight undead quickly shielded his head with his shield.

The knight undead quickly shielded his head with his shield. The man landed on the ground with his mithril boots, kicking at the shield, and almost simultaneously thrust his sword into the neck of the undead through the gap in his armor.

He then twisted the neck as he gouged out the sword he had inserted.

He was wearing a shining blue orichalcone knight's armor, but the arms that should have grown from his shoulders did not exist. Instead, he held a sword with his right arm, which looked like a metal skeleton.

A knight should be a gentleman. It's a shame you're roughing up a lady.

”Sir Second Order!

The man who broke through the stained glass and jumped in was Bertil Lagerbeck, who used to be the Second Knight Commander of the Royal Court Knights.

It was Bertil Lagerbeck.

”Sorry I'm late. I'm glad you're okay. I was going to come and help you, but I couldn't get close enough because of the terrible conditions outside.

Protecting the people behind him, who still looked as if they didn't know what had happened, Bertil faced the army of undead alone and pointed his sword at them.

I'm not sure what to make of that. ...... Oops, only two left.

Hey, you guys. You're probably dead by now, but if you don't want to die in vain, turn around.

The numbers alone put us at an overwhelming disadvantage.

But Bertil's tone left no doubt as to his victory.

The undead faced Bertil with emotionless faces.

Katherine couldn't tell if they understood her or not, but she could tell that they weren't going to run away.

”Who's gonna run? I admire your loyalty, but you're not strong enough to defeat me.

I'm sure you're not the only one who has a problem with that.

I'm not sure I'll be able to do it. More ......

I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

The next moment, Bertille stepped out of the way, and the next moment, Bertille exceeded the limits of Katherine's kinetic vision.

Two knight ghouls and nearly thirty bloodsuckers were blown away at once like dust on the breath.