Loren never hesitated once he put his mind to doing something.
But he never attacked over two hundred enemies alone before when he was a mercenary.
It wasnât that he believed Lapis, who said it would be fine.
He acted because he knew the enemy wasnât ready for battle and was either excited about the success of the raid or about to go to sleep and thought that he could manage to cut down a few of them.
Of course, he had no idea what would happen after the first few, and if there wasnât a plan, he would soon be surrounded and killed, but he guessed that things would be fine.
Letting things develop as they go wasnât a very good way to do things, but for jobs such as mercenaries, they often found themselves in such situations, and only those who could do something about it could live longer.
âW-who areâŚGahh!?â
Loren, who closed the distance between him and the enemy with Lapisâ light behind him, swung his great sword in the direction of the voice.
The under swing, with the force of momentum behind its weight, caught the body of the enemy, who was shielding his eyes from the blinding light, ate into it diagonally, and went through the other side without any resistance.
With the sound of wet fibers snapping and bones cracking ringing out, the upper body of the bandit that Loren cut through spun into the air, while the lower body fell and spurted blood and flesh everywhere.
After counting one, Loren continued without breaking momentum.
Because the first one died without even being able to scream, he managed to leap towards one of the archers, who had no idea what was going on, and swung his great sword to the right and then to the left, hoping it would hit something.
As one got caught from under his jaw and fell on his back, screaming as his face was split in half and another got caught on the shoulder and got his arm ripped off, the light Lapis had conjured had faded and the area returned to darkness, with only the light from the bonfires left.
Among the bandits who lost their sight, some swinging their weapons around blindly and others shooting their bows without aiming, Loren continued to find ones who were injured and kill them.
âAttack! Attack!â
âDamn it! Who the hell!?â
Lapisâ light and the screams of the bandits that Loren injured alerted the whole camp of an attack.
Of course, that was to be expected, so Loren calmly counted the bodies rolling around on the ground and turned his focus to Shayna, who was inside him.
âThatâs a few of them!â
âLeave it to me. < <create>>â</create>
The No Life King inside Loren activated her powers.
A black mist, so black that it was noticeable even in the darkness, erupted from the ground and covered the area around the dead bodies.
As Loren looked on, wondering what she was doing, as the bodies were nothing but pieces of flesh, the black mist covered the bodies, and with crunching sounds coming from within, they started to gather them into a single lump.
Maybe she couldnât make useful undead with bodies that were destroyed into pieces.
But that thought was overturned by the black mist that gathered the bodies into one large piece.
âOnii-san, I canât make much since there arenât enough bodies, but is that okay?â
âI donât mind so hurry!â
Since Loren was just a single person that attacked a whole camp, there was only so much panic he could cause, and he was starting to panic as he continued to cut down bandits around him.
âCome to me! Undead Knight!â
What emerged from the black mist was somethingâs thick left arm.
Although it looked like a humanâs arm, it was a few times thicker than one, and spread fear among those who saw it, as it was shriveled up like a mummyâs arm.
What emerged next was the head, a giant skull.
Its body was one of giant human well, with shriveled skin hanging on bone, with a rusted breastplate equipped onto it.
Itâs lower body and legs then emerged, along with a rusted waist pads and armored boots, and lastly, emerged its right arm, wielding a halberd with red rust covering it.
Loren had quite the large body, but even he had to look up at the thing that emerged from the mist, which was an undead that Shayna had summoned called an undead knight.
While the bandits froze at the pressure from the giant halberd, the summoned undead knight roared into the night sky, and suddenly swept it across sideways.
The rusted blade didnât seem like it could cut through much, but the strength and speed behind the swing tore through the bandits that were in its path, and the bodies flew into the air.
It was done very casually, as if it were cutting grass, but several bandits losing their lives every time the halberd was swung was a complete nightmare, as even Loren couldnât help but stop attacking and stare at the sight.
âThatâs not much?â
âItâs not much at all. Onii-san could defeat it, you know?â
âIâd like to avoid fighting that if I couldâŚâ
The bandits started retaliating, as the undead knight swung its halberd around with brute force, not caring to dodge or defend itself.
Arrows were shot from a distance, and those with heavy equipment swung their weapons onto its body.
The attacks werenât completely meaningless, as the arrows pierced it and the weapons cut into its body and created cuts, but the undead knight showed no sign of caring, as it continued to swing its halberd around with unchanging momentum.
Undead didnât feel pain or fatigue in the first place.
They were beings that continued displaying the same performance until they were destroyed or exorcised.
âCan I beat itâŚ?â
âOf course, Onii-san is strong, after all. But I can summon more than one undead knight, so it could be dangerous for you if there are a lot of them at once.â
The black mist gathered the bodies of the bandits that the undead knight had killed, and a second undead knight rose from it, as if agreeing with Shaynaâs words.
âI canât deal with that.â
He hadnât counted properly, so he wasnât sure how many of the bandits he had killed but seeing that it wasnât on par with the speed that the undead knights were killing them, he put his great sword on his shoulder.
With a second undead knight joining the fray, the speed at which the bandits were being killed became twice as fast.
If the speed that they were dying doubled, it meant that the amount of bodies was increasing twice as fast as well, so the third and fourth undead knight were created not long after the second one had been.
âRun! Dying against monsters like these is just stupid!â
By the time the fourth undead knight started its killing, the bandits completely lost their will to fight.
It wasnât as if their attacks werenât hitting, but seeing that they couldnât defeat these giant undead, fear flowed throughout the bandits, and seeing that they started scattering and running away, Shayna created a different kind of undead.
âZombie Dogs, go!â
It seemed to take a lot less bodies compared to the undead knights.
At Shaynaâs call, countless numbers of undead dogs with rotting bodies jumped out from the black mist and launched themselves at the fleeing bandits from behind or jumped in front of them, blocking their escape.
âWhat the hell are these guys!? Whereâd they come from!?â
The zombie dogs, since they were easier to summon than undead knights, were being cut in half or crushed by the banditsâ attacks.
But there was more of them being summoned than the amount that were being defeated, a ghastly sight spread out in front of Lorenâs eyes, as the bandits started becoming overwhelmed, with the dogs ripping their throats, as well as ripping their stomachs open and started tearing through the intestines.
âNone of you will escape! All there will be is annihilation! A massacre! Become food for the dogs while regretting you were ever born!â
Loren looked up into the sky with a pale face, muttering under his breath as he heard Shaynaâs loud laughter ringing in his head.
âScaryâŚSo scaryâŚTodayâs the first time Iâve ever thought you were scary. Someone, please tell me how she created dogs out of humansâŚâ
âI wonder why? Itâs not that Onii-san. Iâm just feeling a bit excited right now. Iâm not a scary girl. I promise!â
Shayna told Loren in a hurry when she heard his vacant words.
Thinking that it might be too late, Loren looked around at the gruesome picture of hell around him, with bonfires being knocked down, the tents on fire, undead knights turning humans into lumps of meat on one side, and zombie dogs tearing into screaming bandits on the other.
All he did was kill around a dozen bandits, and after that things just kept on getting bigger.
On top of that, their plan was to scatter them into smaller groups so they would be easier to deal with, but currently, out of the close to two hundred bandits, most of them fell prey to the halberds or the dogs, and it was hard to tell if any of them were lucky enough to have escaped.
âWhat is this? How did this happen?â
âItâs a plan limited to night time, only applicable to those outside the law, after all.â
As Loren turned towards Lapis, who had walked up next to him unnoticed, with frightened eyes, she looked at him with a slightly offended face and said with an annoyed voice.
âYouâre mean, looking at a person like sheâs some ghost or something.â
âI donât think Iâll be seeing anything but ghosts in a situation like this.â
To Loren, the time since the ambush started to the time everything was destroyed was an instant.
The large scale group of bandits that seemed impossible to deal with without an army just a little while ago was nowhere to be seen, with the bandits running around blindly, being cut down, dragged onto the ground and being bitten all over, screaming, and calling for help as they died.
âThey reaped what they sowed. Thereâs no room for sympathy.â
âI want to feel a little bit of sympathy for themâŚâ
What the bandits did wasnât something that could be accepted.
If they were caught and judged under the law, Loren wouldâve thought that they reaped what they sowed and felt no sympathy towards them.
But when he wondered if what they did was enough to be attacked by undead and become their prey, he couldnât completely say so.
âBe reborn as good kids in the next life, okay? So, Loren, once this settles down and you release the undead, a fun time of looting will await us.â
âI think the evil inside your stomach will put on a good match against them.â
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âWhat are you talking about? What part of my smooth, white stomach is evilâŚLoren? Donât turn your back on me and look, see?â
âShut up! Donât lift up your clothes in a place like this! Stop pressing it against me! Let me go!â
Although cries of help and death cries continued to ring out around them, the two of them ignored them all and started messing around with each other, as Lapis tried to take hold of Lorenâs head, and Loren tried to escape her clutches.
Although she wasnât out of the loop, Shayna realized that she was forgotten at the moment, so after ordering the undead to continue to search and destroy, she went back inside Lorenâs astral to rest until they remembered her.