Chapter 96 Never Fail 'Pied Piper'

Raymond, who was wiping his flintlock gun, smiled and looked at his new partner who was "persuading" to "abandon evil and embrace good".

Although one by one has no body and can only exist in the form of ghosts, but for them, the queen's knights, this is nothing.

The living are ruled by the Queen.

So do the dead.

What made Raymond most delighted was that he received several important news from these new companions.

One of the things that made Raymond happiest was that, outside Hans Harbour, there was a small arsenal that was enough to arm a hundred people.

It's full of new weapons developed by the new federation.

Even, there is no shortage of heavy weapons.

"Captain Raymond, I need to leave."

"Master Commander has sent an order."

"and also……"

"I'm so sorry before."

Goulart, who turned into an undead and directly became a median evil spirit, bowed slightly to Raymond with a deep apology on his face.

"No need to be sorry."

"It's all over."

"Now, we are colleagues!"

"Everything is for Her Majesty the Queen!"

Raymond said solemnly.

"Everything is for Her Majesty the Queen!"

Goulart and the 20 subordinates behind him said at the same time.

Then, Goulart brought the subordinates who were originally the secret sons and secret agents of the new federation, who 'voluntarily joined' Denise's undead army at this moment, and was about to leave.

And at this moment-

'I don't like wars like this! ’

'Let it end quickly! ’

'I want Jason back to me! ’

'I still want to eat meat bones made by the fat auntie! ’

Denise's voice resounded within them and their hearts.

Without hesitation, everyone and the undead fell to one knee.

"Follow your will, my majesty!"

The voice sounded in this abandoned warehouse.

...

Outside the harbour of Hans, deep sea.

on an ancient battlefield.

One by one the dead began to resurrect, climbed up from the silt, flickered with the fire of the soul, and joined the queue in the distance.

Their bodies are as rotten as the swords in their hands.

They staggered and staggered in the sea and were weak.

But their wills are as hard as steel and hot as flames.

Lederman looked at these transformed and revived skeleton warriors and couldn't help shaking his head.

"not enough!"

"not enough!"

"Too little!"

"Million! At least a million!"

Although it was transformed into an evil spirit that is close to a fierce spirit, its memory has not been lost. It is very clear that the number of 100,000 skeleton soldiers in front of it is still too small.

At least a million skeleton warriors!

Because, only a million skeleton warriors are enough to push the so-called new federation.

Only in this way can Her Majesty live a carefree life.

And ghosts!

Thinking of this, Lederman turned his head to look at the two battlefield undead.

They are constantly transforming.

Three thousand ghosts have gathered.

Unlike their original special three hundred ghosts, these ghosts only have the most common instincts.

However, it is precisely because of this that they choose to obey.

"Ghost souls cost 100,000!"

Lederman ordered.

The two battlefield undead did not refute.

Because that's what they wanted to do.

Then, Lederman's eyes looked deeper into the sea.

Darkness hangs over there.

The vision of the undead could not see clearly there.

Only a vague outline.

That is……

a city!

A city that makes its heart palpitate.

"This is also a place that is dangerous to the queen!"

"We need to clean up all the dangers on the ground, and then clean up here!"

Lederman thought silently.

Just when the dead man, who was far beyond ordinary evil spirits, was thinking—

'I don't like wars like this! ’

'Let it end quickly! ’

'I want Jason back to me! ’

'I still want to eat meat bones made by the fat auntie! ’

That was Her Majesty's voice.

Her Majesty the Queen issued the latest order.

All the dead and the dead fell to their knees.

They chanted with their souls:

"Follow your will, my majesty!"

The deep sea water is boiling at this moment.

Lederman ignored his plans.

Neither did the two battlefield undead.

For them, Her Majesty's will is above all else.

"Open up!"

"Target: Yanbao!"

One command.

The army of 100,000 undead acted directly.

There was no flooding to the surface.

They don't need to breathe, tirelessly, and without pain, they move directly from the bottom of the sea.

And just after the undead army left.

The deep sea returned to calm.

Only the city shrouded in darkness remained.

Stand still there.

eternal.

...

Mobius Palace, 'Emerton III' holding a wine glass.

The bursts of pain in his mind made the federation controller have to choose to use alcohol to numb himself.

This pain has been around for a long time.

It has been appearing ever since he failed under fire and chose 'Fusion'.

However, ‘Emerton III’ didn’t care about this.

Because it was that failure that allowed him to find a real way forward.

However, this does not mean that ‘Emerton III’ will let go of those who made him fail.

Gerald!

Jason!

chanting the names of the two brothers.

The latter, in particular, made the head of the Federation grit his teeth.

Inexplicably used a strange attack to attack him.

He also confuses him with slogans like 'sweet sugar'.

Damn it!

However, it won't be long.

"You are also my sacrifice!"

‘Emerton III’ thought with certainty.

Gerald will definitely go to support and welcome the widow and remnants of the Archduke 'Swallow Castle'. Hans Seaport who lost Gerald is a tiger without teeth, and civil strife is inevitable.

and……

"Do you really think that the widow and remnants of the archduke 'Yanbao' are so easy to welcome?"

"I have prepared a gift for you!"

‘Emerton III’ sneered.

But, the next moment, such a smile stiffened——

"Report!"

"The dark sons and secret agents in Hans Harbor have all lost contact."

"What did you say?"

‘Emerton III’ looked at the signal soldier in front of him.

Under the gaze of the federation controller, the communications soldier trembled in his heart, and answered in a stuttering voice.

"Han, the dark sons and secret agents of Hans Harbor have all lost contact..."

boom!

'Emerton III' didn't wait for the signal soldier to finish speaking, he raised his hand and shot.

The communications soldier fell directly into a pool of blood.

The other side's personal servant waved his hand, and immediately several of the waiters carried the corpse down with a blank expression.

"waste!"

"A bunch of trash!"

"Has so much money been eaten by dogs every year?"

‘Emerton III’ growled.

The wine glass in his hand was thrown to the ground again.

Snapped!

The wine glass shattered.

In the crisp sound, ‘Emerton III’ suddenly thought of something more important.

"Did the trap against Gerald succeed?"