The Strengthened Black Sword Team

"Kill all those soldiers!"

Old Bones gave the Death Knight he had just created with his ability an order without hesitation.

Having only just arrived in this world, he still retained the sympathy and sense of justice he had possessed as a human. He was filled with disgust toward these private noble soldiers who slaughtered civilians at will, burned villages, and looted property.

On top of that, he had long suffered under the exploitation and oppression of capital in the real world. Now, all the anger and dissatisfaction he had buried toward the privileged classes erupted at once.

At its creator's command, the Death Knight charged straight at the nearest unlucky soldier and swung its sword down viciously.

The next second...

Splat!

Man and horse were cleaved in half on the spot, blood and entrails spraying across the ground.

"Mon... monster!"

"Ahhh! Hurry! Kill it, and that undead Magic Caster too! Avenge Marquis Paulrop!" an officer wearing a noble crest shouted like a madman.

At his roar, roughly two or three hundred cavalrymen quickly gathered into a wedge-shaped charge formation.

However, due to the arrogance and conceit of the kingdom's upper nobles, none of them had joined the Hunter Association or acquired a class. They were merely human soldiers who had undergone rigorous training.

With a single command!

Heavy hoofbeats rang out once more!

Amid the tremors of the earth, they surged forward like a torrent.

"A cavalry charge? That was unexpectedly brave of them."

Old Bones did not panic in the slightest as he watched the enemies charging toward him.

Through the earlier test, he had already realized that these ordinary human soldiers could not pose any threat to him at all. He merely signaled for the Death Knight to step forward and stand before the villagers.

The result