𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟖: 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐜𝐡
The zombie hit by the spear of flame crumbles away in the rising pillar of fire.
Furthermore, two or three flaming oil pots are thrown, and the number of zombies decreases rapidly.
This is the attack of Miliaria and Meg.
There are several weaknesses of undead monsters, but the most prominent is fire.
First, reduce the number with the longest range attack.
Naturally, the pace of the zombies does not change.
Even though nearly ten have disappeared, they continue their eerie march without fear or anger.
“No magical counterattack. Meisha. It’s your turn.”
The reason I had her, who has the most effective countermeasures against the undead, on standby from the start was because I was wary of the lich’s attack magic.
If they responded to our attack with attack magic, Meisha’s healing magic would be absolutely necessary, so I kept her free.
However, there was no counterattack by magic.
Did they not notice that the vanguard zombies were on fire, or did they not care, or was it just a delay in judgment?
Either way, there is no option to miss this chance.
“Leave it to me with peace of mind. Sanctuary!”
A huge holy seal appears on the ground, stopping the zombies in their tracks.
“Furthermore! Sleep, undead!”
A warm light extends from the ground where the holy seal is drawn to the sky, turning the zombies into particles.
As expected of Meisha.
By overlapping Holy Field and Turn Undead, she demonstrates a synergistic effect.
It’s like a purification of a priest class.
It’s not a technique that a priest with less than a year of experience can do.
“Phew, phew, phew.”
She managed to annihilate most of the zombies at once, but she inevitably ends up on one knee.
“Meisha. Snack time.”
Meg immediately rushes over and throws a candy into the monk’s mouth.
Meisha, who shows her gratitude by raising her right thumb, probably won’t be able to move right away.
This poor fuel efficiency is her only weakness.
“Let’s go! Asuka!”
Asuka and I jump out and quickly close the distance to the enemy.
The rear guards have done their job.
Now it’s our turn, the vanguards.
There are about ten zombies left.
“Let’s finish them off in one go!”
Zombies are strong but slow.
They’re not that scary. However, if there are many of them, you can’t help but be grabbed from a blind spot and pushed in.
Well, Asuka and I are not slow enough to be caught by five or ten zombies.
Miliaria, Meg, and Meisha worked hard to reduce the number to create this situation.
We must firmly connect their work to our victory.
When Asuka’s blade cuts diagonally, the zombies crumble.
Of course, my broadsword also has Meisha’s Holy Weapon, so just touching it causes great damage to the undead.
In a few moments of combat, I catch sight of the lich, who has lost almost all of his followers and is completely isolated.
“There he is!”
“I got it! Go ahead!”
Asuka, who ran low, cut down the zombies blocking the way and opened the way for me.
“Thank me with a hot kiss!”
“When you grow up!”
“I’ll hold you to that!”
While exchanging silly jokes, I approached the lich in a straight line.
I caught a glimpse of Asuka’s face, which had a very satisfied smile, but what was that?
A skeleton dressed in tattered robes, that’s the characteristic of a lich monster, but they have one more big feature.
“I can’t believe I ran into a hero right away, I’m really unlucky.”
An unpleasant voice like rubbing metal together.
Of course, it was emitted by the lich.
They have intelligence. There’s even a story that a high-ranking wizard from long ago turned himself into a lich.
“What are you talking about?”
“It’s none of your business, but I’ll tell you. I was going to start invading from this town, increasing my soldiers as I went.”
He says something horrible.
Increasing soldiers means killing the people of the inn town and turning them into zombies.
“There’s no way I can let that happen.”
I point the tip of my drawn sword at the lich.
The light emanating from the part of the skeleton’s eyes dimmed. As if narrowing his eyes to the brightness.
“Then you have no choice but to defeat me here, young man.”
“That’s been the plan from the start.”
I step in and strike in one motion.
The attack I scooped up from below is blocked by the ominous staff that Lich holds.
And then, he tries to lightly jump back to create distance.
“Not so fast!”
There’s no chance of winning if he gets within range to cast magic. Of course, I can’t afford to give him time to chant either.
I close the distance even further, repeating my attacks at point-blank range.
Finally, a sharp thrust pierces through Lich’s chest.
I feel the impact!
“Hmph… How boring… If my magic wasn’t depleted, I wouldn’t lose to a youngster like you…”
The crumbling Lich grumbles in sore loser fashion.
Or maybe not.
He really did run out of magic.
He probably used it all up creating zombies.
In other words, what we did was completely crush the beginning of their invasion.
No, can such a coincidence even happen?
Even if I look at Lich as if to ask, all that’s left there is ash and a core.