Solo Eating to Overpowered Chapter 129

Episode 129 〈Ronia of the North〉

A land of evil spirits swirling with fog and blizzards.

At the end, there was only a frozen sea and a barren, snow-covered land.

Zombies were wandering around, fluttering across the lightly piled snow.

The number alone seems to be hundreds of thousands, if you include the groups spread out around the area.

Vampires wearing robes passed by in a place where the undead spread across the continent gathered.

Not only were they strong against the cold, but the magic power emanating from the earth of the spirits gave the vampires a rather familiar feeling.

Among them, the lycanthrope in charge of this mission took the lead.

A being recognized by the Vampire King and accepted as a vampire member rather than a pet.

A rugged body measuring up to 3m.

Count Helk with sharp teeth and nails. He raised his head and looked at the ‘ice castle’ rising from the ground.

“…Is that the Demon King’s fortress?”

An ice palace built by the old Demon King Amon.

Part of the fortress was damaged, as if it was a fierce battle with the Holy Empire a long time ago.

It was Count Timon’s base and a place where all kinds of experiments were carried out.

Together with Helk, the vampires entered the Demon King’s fortress.

As I passed through the open castle gate, a Dullahan who appeared to be a minion blocked my way.

He holds a head in one hand and a lantern in the other.

Eyes rolled from the head held in Dullahan’s hand.

Although it is a fairly large Dullahan, it looks shabby compared to the Helk in front of him.

“I came to see Count Timon.”

-This way…

Durahan muttered in a cracked voice and turned.

Count Helk and the vampires walked inside the castle under the guidance of Dullahan.

Still, I looked around.

“I guess they really meant it when they said I was crazy.”

Blood-stained runes are engraved throughout the fortress.

I heard that they kidnapped a priest and used him as experiment material for a warp gate, but I never thought he still had such a vicious hobby.

But now that too is over.

The Vampire King does not want to delay the war any longer.

He wants to gather the progenitor vampires and engage in an all-out war against the Holy Empire.

Count Timon was absolutely essential in this war.

Because the aging jar he created has the power to forcibly evolve the undead.

It also helps increase vampires.

Count Helk, who was walking through the castle with that thought in mind, tilted his head.

There is a large hole in the large open space of the fortress.

All kinds of undead were digging the ground without stopping.

Why are we digging the ground?

‘I can’t understand the thoughts of the alchemist Naburangi.’

At that moment, a huge hand stretched out from the hole.

I struck down the undead around me.

The undead, like small insects, turned into blood clots, and the hand that grabbed them went underground again.

Helk’s body stiffened at that sight.

‘What did I just see?’

“Did the Vampire King send you?”

Helk looked away.

He is 3 meters tall and has a waist curved like a hunchback.

The ancestral vampire’s entire body is covered in stitches and strange tumors.

This is Count Timon.

He is wearing leather gloves, an apron, and goggles.

“On top of being a pet… I can’t help but admire the vampire king’s generosity.”

Helk gave Count Timon an unpleasant look.

Eventually, he looked away and pointed at the hole with his finger.

“What is that?”

Count Timon grinned as he looked at the hole dug by the undead.

“It’s a jar.”

“A jar?”

Are they putting undead in a big hole like that and letting them mature?

Perhaps we are taming the monsters needed for this war.

I had a strong curiosity to see the unknown being, but I held back and spoke to Count Timon.

“This is a message from the Vampire King. An order was given to convene in preparation for war. So the Count…”

“I won’t go.”

Helk’s eyes widened.

This is a message from the Vampire King, not from anyone else.

It made no sense to ignore this.

“I have a separate mission. Create something that will immediately destroy the Seonghwang family. That’s what the Vampire King himself said.”

“That mission is…”

“If you want to give me orders, bring me a progenitor of the rank of marquis or higher. I don’t want to listen to orders from pets.”

Helk’s eye muscles twitched.

The harsh words from earlier continued.

Helk relaxed.

“I received an order from the Vampire King to gather the progenitors. If there is anyone who violates this.”

Helk’s body swells.

Muscles grow and veins protrude.

Sharp nails grow longer like hooks.

Count Helk, who has swelled to a height of 4 meters, looks down at Timon.

“I will take him by force.”

“Hmm…”

Count Timon looked up at Helk. He

examined every inch of his body and raised the corners of his mouth.

“It’s the meat of an animal… It’s a good sacrifice.”

“what?”

When Helk paused, Count Timon snapped his fingers and said,

“Jötun.”

Boom… Boom…!

A huge shadow fell over Count Helk.

He raised his head in an incomprehensible situation.

Giants with majestic bodies reaching up to 8 meters walk out of the castle.

Just by stepping on the ground, the floor breaks under your heavy weight.

Rotten skin is frozen between the hard muscles.

“What what…?”

Helk took a step back, looking at the Jotuns who had become zombies.

“You.”

Helk lowered his gaze.

Count Timon was pointing his finger at the hole dug in the ground.

“Would you like to become a sacrifice?”

**

Dang-! Ding-! A loud bell rang.

Charlotte, who was in a deep sleep, quickly raised her upper body.

She, with messy hair, shook her head once.

A knock was heard and the maids entered the room. “

The dead have attacked, Your Excellency the Marquis.”

In response to the maids’ words, Charlotte said,

“I will compete. Please help me.”

The maids busily moved at her words.

They put armor on Charlotte’s body.

She, wearing white heavy armor, came out of the mansion with a holy sword on her waist.

She got on her horse and quickly headed towards the outer wall.

“They have come. “Everyone, don’t let your guard down!”

Harman led from the top of the outer wall.

Regular soldiers used siege weapons, and prisoners lined up on the outer wall, clutching bows, spears, swords, and maces.

They glared at the ground covered in darkness.

-Khhhh!

Chilling energy . The dead are approaching Northern Ronia.

A bizarre sound that sends shivers down the spine.

Footsteps that make the earth tremble are heard.

In the black darkness, only red eyes glow.

“Shoot!”

At Harman’s command, oil-soaked flaming arrows fell from all directions.

Zombies were pierced by the arrows and burned.

Even though they were staggering, they did not stop walking until their bodies were completely damaged.

The undead were diverse.

They included skeletons and zombies. .

All are low-level undead.

As the various monster races were zombified, they had their own characteristics.

For example,

“Damn it, it’s an ogre!”

The zombie ogre had tremendous strength.

It waddled towards the castle gate. It

clenched its fist and struck the outer door.

Boom!

The outer door rattled.

“Hold it!”

The pedestal is raised, but if an ogre hits the outer door, it is likely to break.

The prisoners cling to the outer door and do their best not to break through

. Lord Gerald, the general commander of Ronia, climbed up on the outer wall.

The prisoners slammed their weapons on the ground. I saluted.

The prisoners lined up glanced at the zombies approaching the outer wall and muttered softly.

“How many are there?”

“…I don’t know because it’s dark, but I think it’s around 5,000.”

I glanced at my co-worker next to me while standing in line.

“Oh my god, it’s increased from last year! It’s only mid-November, but this is enough.”

“December 25th will be the day of death.”

The prisoners sighed.

But the prisoners were nervous, but not afraid.

They had already gained experience. They

could stand up to slow-moving zombies.

Above all.

Kwasik-!

“The castle gate is open!”

The prisoners turned their gaze and looked at the outer door.

A zombie ogre was waving its hand as it entered.

The prisoners’ eyes turned to Lord Gerald on the outer wall.

Lord Gerald pulled out his sword and said,

“I authorize the use of sacred power. .”

Because they can use holy power.

“Everyone gather together!”

The prisoners gathered in.

They set up camp away from the outer gate.

“Pray!”

Ogres and zombies come out like a swarm of insects through the open outer door.

The prisoners, along with Lord Gerald, stand tall, away from the dead.

They all inhale and exhale.

They put down the equipment they were holding for a moment and kneel down.

Defenseless, I put my hands together and prayed,

“Gaia, the goddess of mercy and love.”

The prisoners mutter softly.

Zombies are approaching.

Putting down your weapon even though there are zombies in front of you is tantamount to suicide.

Knowing that, the prisoners broke into a cold sweat.

‘Concentrate!’

‘are you okay. They’re slow.’

I mutter that in my mind and pray out loud.

“Please protect us who have received your saint’s protection.”

The energy of sacred power can be felt in their bodies.

Fatigue disappears.

Tensioned muscles are relieved.

Also, my whole body was overflowing with strength.

The prisoners smiled at the sanctity felt in their bodies.

Lord Gerald glanced at the zombie ogre that came right in front of him.

They began to take up arms.

“Under the blessings of Saint Allen Allpols.”

Lord Gerald held the sword handle with both hands and raised the sword.

Prisoners also take up arms.

“I will subdue the dead!”

The prisoners all raised their heads and shouted.

“Oooooh!”

‘Cheer up!’

‘The Holy Son is with you.’

‘Even if I die, the grace of Saint Allen Allpols will be with me!’

Holy power exploded.

A large group of small holy powers rushed towards the dead.

Lord Gerald swung his sword at the zombie that stopped and crushed its head.

A zombie ogre extends its hand.

Quickly avoid it and jump between the legs.

Lord Gerald swung his mana-condensed sword and cut off the leg of the zombie ogre.

As the zombie ogre stumbles, arrows fly from all directions and turn the ogre’s body into a hedgehog.

The zombie ogre loses its balance and falls to its knees.

The spearmen pierced their spears and knocked it down.

“Get on board!”

The prisoners hacked at the fallen ogre.

“It’s the second ogre!”

The prisoners turned their heads.

A huge ogre bends down and enters through the narrow outer door.

The thing in my hand was a large bat.

“Damn it…!”

Lord Gerald cursed.

When the ogre swung the bat, the shield soldiers flew into the air.

Lord Gerald didn’t even dare to think about dealing with him.

“Move!”

Lord Gerald looked away.

A white paladin on horseback comes running.

“It’s the Marquis Charlotte!”

Charlotte pulled out the holy sword.

When the holy power was injected, an intense aura erupted.

The ogre swung the bat at Charlotte, who was charging at him.

“Avoid!”

Lord Gerald shouted urgently, but Charlotte did not avoid.

Instead, he jumped up and burrowed into the ogre.

Suddenly!

The heavy body of the ogre’s bat splits in half and falls.

Charlotte got off the horse.

He stood alone in front of the outer gate, propping his iron-clad feet on the ground.

He looked forward.

A horde of zombies, numbering up to 5,000, approaches through the narrow outer gate.

It is also difficult for Charlotte to block this many enemies alone for a long time.

Some sacrifice will be inevitable.

It was when Charlotte grabbed the holy sword with a nervous look on her face.

“Gaia.”

Charlotte flinched.

A truly familiar voice echoed from the sky.

“With your protection…”

The prisoners raised their heads and pointed their fingers to the sky.

“What is that!”

“…Born Wyvern.”

“Oh my god, were there really wyverns?”

A small dragon flying in the sky.

Something falls from there.

Charlotte’s eyes widened.

A person armed with silver armor landed right in front of him.

The ground rumbles from the heavy iron armor.

The paladin breathes into his long musket and mutters to himself.

“Give me the strength to purify the dead.”

I aimed the musket at the undead.

Charlotte’s eyes widened at the sight of her longing back and she opened her mouth.

“sulfur-!”

Pull the trigger.

Flames spewed out from the musket.

The bullet of holy power pierced through the dead and destroyed them.

The energy of holy power spreads around and the skin of the undead burns.

Charlotte unconsciously stretched out her hand, but then stopped, was surprised, and quickly took her hand back.

I took a deep breath and calmed down my excitement and anticipation.

The prince’s paladin.

It is Heraiz who serves the Seonghwang family.

You should not be moved by personal feelings.

She thought about it again and again.

Charlotte got down on one knee and bowed her head.

“Charlotte Herize, the head of the White Cross.”

And I showed courtesy to the person I had missed for a long time.

“I see you, the prince.”

“Yeah, it’s been a while.”

A familiar voice touched Charlotte’s heart.

Charlotte looked at the other person with shaking eyes.

“How have you been?”

A man wearing plate armor takes off his helmet.

She turned around and showed the face she had missed so much.

“Charlotte.”

Allen smiled brightly as he looked at Charlotte.