It seemed that no other general would attempt to deny Keil's answer. She truly was worthy of being the King hand. Faced with the seriousness of the generals, Zark's throat went dry and he suddenly had a choking sensation. It was the pressure of being a leader, a physical sensation that firmly compressed his body. His orders would affect the future, so he was a little doubtful about what he should do. Damenburg Castle could be left in ruins because of his decisions ... his mind was filled with unease."... My Lord, feeling doubt is fine, since compared to you, our power is negligible."Keil stopped smiling and spoke with a respectful and admiring expression.“... But as long as you, Lord Zark command, no matter how difficult the task, I ... no, all generals will comply, even if it means destroying ourselves. We swear eternal loyalty to the lord of the castle. ""We swear it!"Following Keil's voice, the other generals echoed in unison. All of

From head to toe, Keil's entire body was outfitted in plate armor with a platinum-like appearance, each section of the armor being exquisitely crafted to avoid restriction of movement by placing fully articulated armor sections in the necessary places.The edges of the plates had a brilliant crimson color highlighting each plate of the armor, along with this detail, beautiful designs of undulating lines were engraved on each plate that ran through the entire armor.Above his head was a heavy closed wasteland with visor and chin (section of armor that protects the mouth and chin) reminiscent of the one used by knights during the early 15th century, the wasteland visor was completely smooth, only having the eye holes.On his hips was a belt from which hung two long swords, both were to the left of him and although their edges could not be seen due to their respective sheaths, their hilts were beautifully designed.The first had a white Mikarta handle (a mat

"Are you ... a cleric ...?" asked nervously one of the three miners who had not lost consciousness of him."Or maybe a priest?" another miner continued."Or maybe ..." the last miner started "a magician?"Before Zark delivered an answer, he looked around him, since he was rectifying that his spell had healed the fallen miners.Watching the other miners slowly get up, he realized that they were the same or even more confused than the three miners who remained standing.In his mind, he wanted to respond by saying "I am Zark and I am a Warlock" but decided against it, as DM recalled that in the worlds of magic and fantasy Warlocks do not have a pleasant reputation, since they are generally viewed in an unfavorable light.For that reason he decided not to, instead he looked at the miners and replied "They are only a humble Spellcaster" that answer was not completely true but it was not an absolute lie, since he decided to hide what type of Spell

The Wern Family listen carefully to the story about the undead who attacked the mine.Given the silence of the environment, it was easy to hear the throats gulping with concern."That's terrible" Emrich said with an anguished and gloomy expression "But if we go to Gelhofen, what will happen to the farm?""Ingrid, explain to them" were Zark's only words, as she was the expert in Necromancy, she would surely be able to give a convincing answer."Yes," she said after taking a spoonful of tasteless oatmeal, "if the undead are not being commanded directly, chances are high they will simply ignore the farm.""How are you sure?" asked Hugo, Emrich's brother "the church has told us that the undead are creatures without minds"Before answering, Ingrid took a new spoonful of the disgusting oatmeal “although your reasoning is valid for the simple undead like Zombies and Skeletons; beings like the Lich, the vampires and the mummies are something t

"Back off" were Nyos's words as he, along with Myriam and Cassandra, took a few steps back.Thanks to the [Heart of Leon] spell used by his lord on the girls, they were able to partially control his emotions.But looking at them sideways, Nyos could see that although they were relatively calm, his gazes were from someone whose spirit was broken.The death of a relative was surely painful, in one way or another, Nyos could feel empathy for these girls.Among the generals, Nyos was the only Humanoid, this gave him a point of view that he alone could feel.Although if he was compared to an average dark elf, Nyos was far superior to that as he belonged to the noble dark elf race (a superior version of the average elf), and although he possessed superior capabilities, he still possessed the limitations of being a Humanoid.That, being a Humanoid, gave him the opportunity to see things in a different way.Keil saw the humanoids as a hindran