Tomb Survival: Evolve from Skeleton

"Everyone from the Jesker family, on behalf of the 'Cold Iron' mercenary group, I welcome you..."

In a simple cubicle on the second floor of the teahouse, a person who looked like the captain of "Cold Iron" bowed slightly to Kress and the group, and continued——

"...I believe everyone, you should also have some understanding of this mission, right?"

The words of the captain of "Cold Iron" were neither humble nor overbearing, but somewhat of the elite appearance that the "Kingdom's No. [-] Mercenary Corps" should display.

But after hearing the words of the "Cold Iron" mercenary captain, apart from the chief guard Edett, Lancer and others all showed suspicious eyes...

And the place where the eyes of one after another converged was the only head of the guard, Edot, who did not change his face.

"Sorry, knights..."

The resolute voice of the head of the guard, Edot, continued to explain unhurriedly——

"...In order to ensure that Master Jesker's order will not be leaked, I am obliged to ensure that the mission information is not leaked before meeting with the companions of 'Cold Iron'."

The vast majority of people felt that there was nothing wrong with the words of the chief guard, Edot.

But except for Necromancer Modal...

"The information about the guarantee mission will not be leaked... What? Could it be that Mr. Edett, the head of the guard, suspects that there are unworthy trustworthy people among us?"

Modal's words were tit for tat.

This made Edette, the head of the guard who had been in the position of smoothing things over and peacemaker in the past, only be silent for a while, and sat calmly in his seat without saying a word.

Modal seemed to enjoy the pleasure of beating others very much. He stood up straight away, stared directly at the head of the guard, Edette, and continued——

"Then, who is Chief Guard Edette suspecting? And what?"

The resolute look in the eyes of the head of the guard, Edette, changed slightly. It was a kind of killing intent produced by soldiers towards hostile forces...

"I believe, Mr. Edett, the head of the guard, did not suspect us..."

Kress's calm and rational voice sounded at the right time, pulling the tense Modal and the chief guard Edette back from the tense atmosphere, and continued——

"...After all, there will be many magic casters and other personnel passing by along the way, just in case the walls have ears. Naturally, the less people know about this kind of high-secret mission, the better."

"I agree with Kress."

Dilly, who had been holding the attitude of watching the show, first spoke in support of Kress's speech, although she really hoped that the chief guard, Edette, would beat up the damned old guy Modal.

The chief guard, Edette, who was at the center of public opinion, thanked Kress for his words to save the siege.He has become more and more fond of this newly promoted mithril-level adventurer, and he is becoming more and more curious.

"What do you think? What is it?"

Modal scoffed at Kress's point of view, and his words were full of contempt.

Kress ignored Modal's taunt directly.

Lancer, who was standing alone away from the crowd, heard the impact of the armor on his body. When everyone looked around, Lancer had already come to Modal with a sword.

The knight's epee that had been entangled with Kress for a long time and caused him a headache is now firmly pressed against Modal's throat.

"What are you?"

Everything was perfectly reproduced just like that time in Lord Jesc's living room.

Because Lancer was covered by armor, he couldn't see any femininity in his whole body. With the knight's epee, which was difficult for ordinary people to master, Lancer looked like a very threatening senior knight.

Modal swallowed silently again. His main profession is necromancer, which belongs to the calling profession.

If it is in close combat, it is definitely not the opponent of these so-called knights and swordsmen.

"hateful……"

Modal murmured in a low voice, expecting someone to rescue him...

However, the expected words of persuasion have not sounded for a long time.

After a long time, the first words finally appeared, from Dilly who was walking with Kress...

"Actually, I don't think that's necessary..."

Dili's smiling words are like the warm spring that melts the ice, bringing a glimmer of hope to the Necromancer Modal who is in an extremely dangerous area...

"Miss Dilly is so right! There is no need for that!"

Modal followed Dili's unfinished words and praised repeatedly.

It's just that Dili's next words made Modal's expression freeze.

"...Anyway, I believe that as long as the mission is completed, Lord Jasque shouldn't care about the death of a heinous necromancer."

"Hehehe, it's rare for you to think of one place with me."

Lancer also agreed with Dilly's words. The blade of the epee in his hand inevitably seemed to be a little closer to Modal's throat, and traces of blood were already oozing from the extremely sharp blade.

"Wait! Wait! You can't..."

Modal was like a dying person whose life was hanging by a thread, and began to call for help uncontrollably. He didn't dare to use his ability recklessly, because Modal thought that the speed of the undead he summoned and controlled was definitely far slower than the speed of the woman in front of him swinging a sword.

And Modal focused his attention on the only two calm people on the scene, except for the other two "Cold Iron" mercenary captains who seemed to have nothing to do with him - the guard chief Edette and the "Dawn" captain Kress .

"Let's stop here first, let's ask the chief guard Edette to tell us about the content of this cooperation mission."

A rational and calm voice uttered from the mouth of the man in oriental black brocade robes. Kress's every move appeared to be extremely polite and appropriate, making people unable to resist the slightest resentment.

"Maybe, in the task requested by Mr. Jeske, Modal's position cannot be replaced?"

Speaking of this, both Lancer and Dilly couldn't help looking at the only person in their temporary team who knew the content of the mission, the chief guard, Edette.

And the latter also looked back at everyone slightly, nodded, and began to explain the cooperation mission...

"Then, I want you to live a few more days..."

Regardless of the next words of the chief guard Edette, Lancer just put down the epee, his footwork flickered, and the afterimages returned to their original positions.

It seems that her killing intent towards Modal has been around for a long time.

……

Outside Yayu City.

The "Cold Iron" captain who was in charge of receiving Kress and the others didn't seem particularly surprised by what just happened between Lancer and Modal.

As a person who can have a certain status in the "cold iron" where the jungle preys on the jungle, he has become accustomed to various scenes of internal strife.

For him, it is a unique pleasure to see his nominal "teammates" fighting among themselves.

……