Solo Eating to Overpowered Chapter 24

Episode 24. Merry Christmas!

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“Over there… Viscount Gerald. I can’t fight. As you can see, my leg hasn’t healed yet!”

Heiss, the eldest son of Count Hedron, limped on his healthy leg and pleaded with Lord Gerald.

“All legs look like this. “But you’re fighting!”

“I heard that Master Heiss learned swordsmanship at the academy. We need at least one more person now. So please help me.”

Lord Gerald said that and ignored him.

Heiss followed him.

“Ha but…!”

Heiss was about to say something when Lord Gerald grabbed him by the collar.

“If you have sinned, serve here! A sacrifice for that purpose…”

It was then.

A red beam of light penetrated the outer wall.

Lord Gerald and Heiss looked at the outer wall in shock.

There is a big hole in it. The outer wall swelled around the center of the hole and exploded.

Rocks and wood fragments flew in all directions. The soldiers nearby flew into the air.

“ah···. iced coffee···.”

Lord Gerald, unable to escape the shock of the explosion, shook his head.

My ears are deaf from heavy drinking, and all I can hear is a beeping sound.

He tried to look away tremblingly.

His eyes widened.

The outer wall… It collapsed.

ㅡKkkkkk!

The cries of monsters can be heard from across the outer wall.

“iced coffee···. I can’t hear my ears. My Lord Gerald. I can’t hear. “Save me!”

Heiss grabbed Lord Gerald by the hem of his trousers. But Gerald ignored Haice and stood up unsteadily.

He muttered towards the outer wall.

“…stop it.”

Soldiers and prisoners wake up with difficulty. I shake my head, not knowing what is going on.

“Stop it!”

Lord Gerald screamed.

Only then did the soldiers and prisoners assess the situation.

Their eyes turned to the collapsed exterior wall.

The ground is shaking. The undead rush in from the fog.

It’s not a slow step. They were running to eat the living.

The faces of the soldiers and prisoners turned pale.

“Ugh… Ugh!”

The moment they regained their senses, they fell into panic again.

Everyone screams.

All you have to do is cover your head or shiver.

Some run away.

There is no ‘intent to stop it’.

In most cases, ‘fear’ is transmitted by prisoners.

Even trained soldiers and knights began to tremble with fear.

A fog containing magical energy seeps through the collapsed outer wall.

The red moon is emitting a soft light in the sky.

It is changing into an environment suitable for causing ‘fear’ to humans.

“What are they doing! Stop it… Stop it!”

Gerald shouted, but the soldiers did not listen.

I just froze and stared blankly at the group of undead.

Lord Gerald gritted his teeth and drew his sword.

If this continues, the dead will enter inside.

And the ‘people’ die.

“Damn it, damn it…! Gaia, goddess of love and mercy. Please take care of us.”

Lord Gerald does not know how to use holy power. However, I learned how to manipulate mana to some extent a long time ago.

He prayed to God and activated the mana in his body.

Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the outer wall that was alone.

“…Reminds me of a defense game.”

Lord Gerald was startled and stopped.

It is a clear and transparent voice.

Although it was low, the ‘spirit’ full of ‘sacred power’ was heard even by the soldiers and prisoners nearby.

Their eyes were focused on one place.

A priest wearing a bird-beak mask and a robe walks out.

He looked at the approaching undead with a shovel slung over his shoulder.

The distance to the undead has been narrowed to 200m.

“It might be easier to stop them from flocking to one place than to stop them here and there.”

The opponent is undead.

It is a flying animal that does not know how to use its head and has the instinct to attack any living person at all costs.

When dealing with such people, it is most efficient to bury them as a group in one place.

A priest wearing a bird-beak mask aimed a shovel at the running undead.

Now the distance has narrowed to about 100m.

“Gaia, give me the strength to protect the poor lambs…”

His shovel blade shined.

narrowed to 50m.

“[Swamp of Death]”

Dew forms on the tip of the shovel blade.

Dew fell from the

5m shovel blade.

3m

undead jump.

I crossed over to the other side of the outer wall.

and···.

1m.

When the dew fell on the floor and a transparent sound spread…

The undead that jumped turned into ashes and disappeared.

Even the darkness that had dyed the surroundings black disappeared.

“…”

Lord Gerald Heice, the prisoner, the soldier, and Harmon, who had just arrived, were silent.

The magical fog disappeared.

On the contrary, clear and transparent water moistens the floor.

When the water droplets fell, a low ‘lake’ was created.

The undead who was jumping in collapsed as soon as they stepped into the lake.

The body strengthened by magical power convulses and melts.

ㅡKiaaaaaaa!

He cried out in pain and struggled.

It was clearly a shallow lake that reached up to the ankles, but the undead were floundering as if they had fallen into the deep bottom.

“…This?”

Lord Gerald looked at the lake where he was dipping his feet.

I feel a sacred energy. Even reason that was confused gives calmness.

My body became lighter and stronger.

‘…It’s like a blessing given by the prince!’

“Gaia…”

Gerald once again looked at the priest, or rather the prince, wearing the bird-beak mask.

“Please grant your protection to those who can fight together…”

This time the prince turned around and swung the shovel.

“[Plague of Debility]”

As soon as he finished speaking, white particles spewed out from the bodies of the prisoners and soldiers.

Gerald’s mouth fell open.

The prince does not hesitate to give wide-ranging blessings.

A miracle that no ordinary priest could perform!

‘How much holy power do you have left…?’

When the prince thought that, he stumbled slightly.

He keeps his balance by placing his shovel on the ground.

He lifted the mask slightly, put a bottle filled with something in his mouth, and drank it.

‘also···. ‘Have you used up all your energy?’

Lord Gerald clenched his fists.

I was deeply moved by the fact that the prince went out of his way to protect his people.

“…saint···. “It’s you.”

Lord Gerald was startled and turned his gaze to the side.

Heiss, who had been shaking a moment ago, is muttering to himself.

“It’s Saint Seo…”

Look away again.

This time, there was talk among the prisoner soldiers.

“The saint who defeated the vampire…?”

“He is the one who gave me holy water.”

The whispers turned into murmurs.

Everyone regained their senses.

‘Fear’ and ‘terror’ disappeared.

Gerald’s heart pounded.

It is now.

You have to do something yourself, taking advantage of the moment when the ‘fear’ has disappeared.

But how? what?

“castle···.”

Gerald opened his mouth.

“The saint… “We are together.”

The voice is small. There is no one listening.

Gerald clenched his teeth and shouted until the blood in his throat rose.

“The saint-!”

Heiss Prisoner and the soldiers looked at Lord Gerald in shock.

“He is with us!”

The eyes of the soldiers and prisoners widen.

“The saint who received the protection of Goddess Gaia is with us! “The 7th Prince, the grandson of the great hero and great Celt Allpols, is with us!”

Lord Gerald shouted as he aimed his sword at the undead army that gradually approached as the undead from the collapsed outer wall stepped on the lake, fell, stepped on the melting corpses, and fell into the lake again.

“Defeat the dead with the saint!”

And Lord Gerald ran.

“For the sake of His Majesty and Gaia!”

As Lord Gerald himself runs forward, the soldiers and prisoners draw their weapons.

“Oh oh oh oh oh!”

Heiss was confused by the sight, but then, intoxicated by the atmosphere, drew his sword.

Soldiers and prisoners ran towards the dead who were approaching little by little.

Soldiers and the dead collided and blood splattered.

The prince, seeing that, frowned beneath his mask.

Although he wore a mask to hide his identity, he was not satisfied with the fact that Lord Gerald promoted it on a large scale.

“Are you okay?”

Harman approached the prince.

“…I used too much holy power.”

Seeing the prince drinking holy water, Harman smiled bitterly.

He called the soldiers and had them take the prince away.

Swords and spears cut and stabbed the approaching undead.

Bows and crossbows are fired at both sides of the collapsed outer wall, and oil is poured and set on fire.

Undeads that rush at you without thinking die quickly.

“The Holy Son is with you!”

“The blood of the great hero Celt Olfolth helps us!”

“The prince himself took the lead!”

Morale rises.

Everyone, including soldiers and prisoners, shook off their fear.

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“That’s amazing.”

I sat on a chair near the collapsed outer wall and looked at it.

It is said that humans are creatures that live in the atmosphere.

It is said that they feel ‘fear’ due to the pressure they feel from those around them, and they also feel ‘euphoria’ when they are ‘incited’.

It feels exactly like that right now.

“It’s good that you incited it.”

-May Gaia’s blessing be with you…!

-The prince is also with us!

-Allen Olfols, the grandson of the Holy Emperor, will become a saint and save us!

…Why are you making such a fuss by mentioning my name? Besides, who is the saint and salvation?

The noblemen of this world seem to have a strong sense of self-interpretation.

I had no choice but to hold my tongue.

As soon as you get out of fear, it’s as if you lose your reason again.

Could it be that sexual power has a hallucinogenic effect like a drug?

“Thanks to you, the summoning of undead has disappeared.”

If this continues, even undead cannot be summoned.

For me, it was a good result because I didn’t have to move.

thud… thud…!

Huge footsteps are heard.

I turned my gaze towards the outer wall.

“Zombies are coming!”

A giant up to 4m tall.

Oh my gosh.

An ogre with rotting flesh and waddling passes through a lake made of holy power.

I swing the mace in my hand with all my might.

With each swing, soldiers and prisoners screamed, and 4 or 5 people fell into the air and fell to the ground.

At that sight, I briefly closed my eyes and opened them.

If you get hit by that blow, you won’t even feel the pain and will die instantly.

Soldiers stab their spears.

The zombie ogre’s skin is impenetrable.

There was someone jumping towards such an ogre.

“Heim, the god of battle…!”

Harman, a paladin with holy power on his sword, cut off the ogre’s head with flashing eyes.

The head rose and fell.

I let out an exclamation of admiration at that sight.

“It’s so strong.”

Harman easily dealt with the zombie ogre, which he could not kill even if dozens of undead soldiers rushed at him.

If things continue like this, there is no need for me to step forward.

Blessings last to some extent. Even if it disappears, the morale of the soldiers, who have lost their senses as if they had taken a hallucinogenic drug, will not drop.

It can be easily prevented without the need to summon the undead…

-You dirty creatures that pollute this world. Pay for your sins with death!

I reflexively blocked my nose.

Terrible stench.

I turned my gaze to the outer wall.

A waddling, muscular monster up to 3 meters tall, an undead with white curls and blood-stained clothes reminiscent of medieval nobles.

Vampire Count.

His eyes flashed and he waved his red-glowing hand.

With the explosion, dozens of soldiers float into the air and fall.

There is no movement, as if he died instantly.

It also briefly convulsed in its body, turning into a ‘zombie’ and attacking soldiers and prisoners.

“…”

What is that… Are you the vampire I shot?

The body, which was made of scaffolding, became muscular.

The leg that I had been running away from while being dragged by the zombies because I couldn’t even stand on my own was now standing strong.

He wields a hand filled with magical power to subdue the soldiers.

“vampire···!”

Harmon rushed towards the vampire count.

As the sword flashes and swings, the Vampire Count swings his hand filled with magic to deflect it.

-Where is he? Where is the priest who humiliated me?

The Vampire Count rolls his eyes.

I cringed at that sight.

What are you looking for?

-Where is the priest who humiliated me?

…100% me.

Oh my god, it’s like a vampire count is looking for me just because he got punched.

What did I do…

“…Well, it was really bad.”

I stuck my tongue out.

The Vampire Count waved his hand again. Dozens more people fall.

The vampire count was startled, rolled his eyes and looked at me.

-It smells disgusting.

…oh my god. Do I smell?

I looked at my body and found that particles made of holy power were all over my body, probably because I had performed a blessing.

this…!

I jumped up from my seat.

The Vampire Count grinned, shook off the soldiers and ran towards me.

-I will kill you alive and eat you!

I summoned a musket.

I have no intention of confronting the Vampire Count head-on.

Because then I will be the one who dies.

“But I have no intention of leaving like this.”

It is a struggle for survival.

I picked up the musket and aimed it at the vampire.