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"There are so many Those Who Live in Death..."
ε=(′ο｀*))) Sigh.
Along the way, Annie sat on the shoulder of her own little bear, Tibbers, and saw many Those Who Live in Death wandering by the roadside—skeletons and Zombies and the like.
At the same time, Annie could tell that many of them bore slashing wounds from battle, and some parts had been reassembled. That was clearly the work of Stormveil's patrols.
She knew that ever since Her Majesty Queen Annie had left the Flame Forge in Stormveil Castle, the patrols had been fond of collecting and clearing out Those Who Live in Death. They took back to Stormveil the ones whose minds hadn't yet descended into complete madness, reforging them into new "Fire-Eye" knights. Those whose minds had completely succumbed to madness, on the other hand, were simply destroyed on the spot!
However...
Judging by the Those Who Live in Death still wandering by the roadside, it wasn't hard to guess that Stormveil's patrols hadn't done a very thorough job. The ones they'd already destroyed once—the skeletons and the like—had stood back up again after some time, revived by some kind of power.
It seemed that killing them for good by ordinary means wasn't very easy?
Annie knew that there was no helping it...
Ever since that doll lady Ranni had stolen the Rune of Death and forged it into a ritual black blade, then gathered a band of female assassins one night to use those blades to kill Prince Godwyn's soul, making the soulless Godwyn the first of the soulless dead, she had also used the same weapon to kill and discard her own flesh, making herself the first of the soulless dead in body. After that, the Lands Between had fallen into complete chaos.
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