Fern and Übel's Great Adventure

"By the way, why do I have to be on your team?"

Fern looked at Übel walking beside him and asked with great dissatisfaction.

As arranged, the group was divided into four teams: Übel and himself in one team, Lord Stark and Genau in another. They were to launch surprise attacks on Aura's undead army from different directions, creating as much noise as possible to attract the attention of the great Demons in the city.

Lady Frieren and Lord Lorenzo took the opportunity to Graf Granat Earl Territory and strike at the heart of the enemy.

If Aura can be killed successfully, the undead army will lose control, and the three great Demons who rely on her Mana to maintain the world will also disappear.

As for Lady Zanze, she was responsible for staying in the town to prevent Aura from discovering the plan and suddenly leading the undead army south.

"Because we're the closest of friends."

Übel answered matter-of-factly, his hands behind his back.

"What exactly is good about it?"

"We always end up arguing the moment we meet, doesn't that prove we have a good relationship?"

Absolutely not.

By this standard, two stray dogs that bark at each other upon meeting should be considered to be life-and-death friends.

"Besides, wasn't this arranged by Zanze? If Big Spray Mushroom isn't satisfied, he can go back and protest to her."

Please don't call me Big Spray Mushroom.

"That's Little Spray Mushroom?"

"It's not a matter of size at all!"

Really.

Zanze has really just dumped a lot of trouble on himself.

Fern took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"Our mission is to draw the enemy's attention and delay them as much as possible to buy enough time for Lady Frieren and Lord Lorenzo."

"Clear."

Übel's answer was unusually straightforward.

"Leave the task to me."

When the mission was mentioned, her previously faint, frivolous smile gradually faded, and she seemed much more reliable.

That would be best.

Fern squatted by the roadside, spread out the map he had prepared in advance on the ground, and began to carefully observe the terrain near the Graf Granat Earl Territory.

"We are now located northeast of the town, in front of us is an open area, and further north lies a dried-up river valley."

She held up her finger and drew a route on the map.

"I'll launch an attack from a distance first, drawing the undead army outside the city over. Then you can deal with the undetected enemies from the flanks, making sure they don't flank us and surround us from behind."

"Once the enemy's numbers increase to a certain level, we will retreat into the valley."

The valley is narrow on both sides, making it impossible for a large number of undead soldiers to pass through at the same time. As long as the entrance is guarded, it will be difficult for the enemy to form an effective encirclement even if their numbers far exceed theirs.

"That's a pretty good plan, Big Spray Mushroom."

Übel nodded and said to her with satisfaction.

"After all, someone still needs to use their brain."

Fern stood up again, brushed the dust off his clothes, and then carefully put away the spread-out map.

Übel remained noncommittal, probably knowing that if she were to devise the plan, it would likely just end up being a headlong rush in, cutting through everything in its path.

"Then let's get started."

Übel turned around and walked straight out of the woods.

"Please wait a moment, at least until I'm ready."

Fern raised his staff, his Mana senses extending toward the territory of Graf Granat Earl Territory.

The number of undead troops outside the city walls was greater than expected, and it was unclear whether this was because Aura had upgraded the "troop types" Aura capturing the city.

In addition to hundreds of unarmored soldiers lined up on both sides of the road, there were also a large number of undead soldiers armed with bows and crossbows on the city walls, and even dozens of cavalrymen Riding skeletal warhorses near the city gates further away.

Even though they have lost their lives and consciousness, they still retain their combat experience from their previous lives, and if attacked, they will probably immediately form a complete formation.

Are you ready?

Übel asked, standing at the edge of the woods.

"Um."

Dozens of small True Magic circles unfolded one after another behind Fern.

"We can begin now."

The moment the words fell, a pure white beam of True Magic shot out from the forest, traversing hundreds of meters and striking directly into the undead army.

A violent explosion shattered the tranquility of the plain, and several helmetless armored figures at the forefront were pierced directly by the beam of light.

But Fern's True Magic attacks didn't end there; a second and a third wave followed, the dense attacks bombarding like a torrential downpour.

It struck the flank of the undead army.

But perhaps because they were unaware of what was happening, the sudden attack did not throw them into chaos.

The ten soldiers turned around simultaneously and, as if programmed, began to advance towards the woods where the two were.

"We've successfully attracted them."

While maintaining her firing, Fern kept an eye on the enemy's movements.

Several hundred undead soldiers broke away from their original positions and moved in this direction.

But that's not enough.

This level of troop movement was far from enough to alert the Great Demons responsible for guarding Aura; they needed to make a bigger commotion.

Fern adjusted the angle of his staff, aiming the next attack at the city wall.

Thanks to the Undead Legion's tireless repairs, the breaches in the city wall that should have appeared have long been filled. However, if a large breach were to be created, it would surely attract the attention of the great Demons.

Before she could even cast her True Magic, dozens of arrows flew across the plain and rained down on them.

"Defense True Magic-- "

Just as Fern was about to deploy the barrier, Übel took a step forward.

An unseen slash swept through the air.

The arrows were instantly sliced into numerous fragments, as if they had hit a net, and fell sparsely around the two of them.

"That way we won't have to waste our energy on defense, right?"

Übel turned around and said.

"Thank you so much."

Fern was slightly surprised.

"At times like this, you should address me as Lord Übel."

"Don't push your luck, okay?"

As expected, I still couldn't give her a friendly look.

During the brief conversation, the undead army had already advanced to the front of the forest.

The headless soldier at the front raised his shield, and the spears behind him peeked out from the gaps between the shields, forming a perfect square formation.

"They're attacking."

Fern reminded Übel.

"Leave it to me."

Übel stepped forward, but instead of casting a defensive True Magic, she casually raised her staff.

A single slash pierced through the entire forest, and straight cracks simultaneously appeared on the shields, spears, and armor at the forefront. Moments later, the entire formation collapsed one after another like toppled building blocks.

Clearly, Übel didn't have as many thoughts as Lady Frieren. In her eyes, no matter what great heroes these Undead were in life, they were now just monsters.

If it were someone she knew, she might have hesitated a little before taking action.

But it's probably just a moment's hesitation.

After all, the dead are dead.

What remains here is nothing more than a corpse manipulated by the Demons. Rather than dealing with it with unnecessary methods and full of reverence, it would be better to destroy it completely as soon as possible.

At least that's what Übel thinks.

"If I turn into one of these after I die, Big Spray Mushroom, remember to take care of me!"

Übel suddenly spoke as he watched the approaching formation.

"Don't say such unlucky things at a time like this."

"I'm just asking you a favor in advance."

"Then I will first kill the Demons that controls you, and then use Purification True Magic to remove the curse."

Fern answered quite seriously.

Übel was slightly taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh.

"She's so gentle."

"This is a choice that any normal person would make."

"Yeah?"

Übel remained noncommittal, turning her gaze back to the undead army before her.

"If you, Big Spray Mushroom, turned into this, I'd probably do the same thing."

What a hypocritical act! When encountering someone they don't know, they try to eliminate them as quickly as possible, by any means necessary. But if they encounter someone they know, they naturally want to at least leave them with a complete corpse.

But so what?

Who can criticize someone who simply wants to protect themselves and those they care about?

Übel thought to himself.