Under this gaze, the officer stepped forward and reached for the hilt of his sword.

"Are you crazy?" There was a voice from the sword. "Just shouting, do you really want to do it?"

"Even if he should die, we can't do it." Earlier, a voice that also demanded the duke's death said so.

The image still reached over and grasped the hilt of the sword. After that, it drew its sword and aimed it at the duke.

"You....", the duke, who was still kneeling on the ground, looked at the other and made such a sound.

"Put your sword down." A voice rang out from the sword. "We don't have that qualification."

"I remember that once upon a time when one of our companions fled back after a defeat, and when the Duke asked him to commit suicide and was refused, it was the Duke himself who executed him with his own hands." The officer's phantom said. "And now, the Duke refuses to commit suicide, and it's normal for me to do it for me."

With that, it ignored the sound of stopping from its sword and aimed its blade at the Duke.

The Duke sighed softly and lowered his head, his body trembling slightly.

"Your Excellency." The phantom of the officer holding the sword said. "I'm not doing this now, I'm not treating you as an enemy, I'm just doing what you've been asking us to do."

"You have told us many times before--- no matter how ridiculous and incomprehensible your orders may be, we will not ask anything until the battle is over, just do what you tell us to do."

"Orders, understood must be executed, and those who do not understand must be executed. And when you give such an order, you also make a promise: if we can obey the order, you will bring us victory; And if we do what you tell us to do and we don't win, you will be held responsible. ”

"We've been doing what you ask us to do for so many years. We've had some minor failures and many deaths, but we didn't doubt you and continued to carry out your orders. ”

"But, this time we lost and everybody died. Then you need to take responsibility as mentioned earlier. ”

After he said this, the voice against him on the longsword became much quieter. And the duke, who was kneeling there, opposite him, still did not speak.

"According to your requirements, do not let the enemy win easily, take revenge. Well, we continue to obey, revenge. So we've become like this, spirits capable of fighting power for more than an hour, to take revenge on your chosen enemies, your fellow in the kingdom, the people you declared criminals to have defeated us. ”

"Now, we have completed this order. But after that, what you intend to do is not to bring us back to life, not to bring us victory, but to make us die--- then we also want you to take responsibility and want you to die. I don't know, do you have any reasons to justify? ”

It said this, and waited for a moment, but the duke remained silent.

"Die, then."

The officer's avatar raised his sword and slashed at the duke's head. At this time, several more noises sounded in the sword.

"No!"

"We can't do that!"

"That's the Duke! It was our host! ”

The speed at which the sword slashed was not fast, but it kept going down, and there was no intention of stopping. When it was about to slash the duke, the duke finally let out a voice full of apology.

"I'm sorry."

At the same time as this voice sounded, there was already an extra spear in his hand--- which was also as transparent as a phantom, but there was also a spear with a faint red light on the periphery.

The tip of the spear, at some point, had pierced into the abdomen of the officer on the other side. Then the phantom trembled, shook, and fell to the ground, disappearing without a trace.

"Mr. Morton!" All around, the phantoms of some soldiers shouted. On the long sword that landed with a "dang long" sound, many exclamations also sounded.

Duke Lucil stood up, spear still in his hand. "I'm sorry, I don't want to die."

"When you asked your defeated subordinates to commit suicide, they didn't want to die." One such voice rang out from the sword. "But they're all going to die."

After this voice sounded, another phantom floated out of the long sword--- another man dressed as an officer. It looked at the Duke and said in a rather cold voice.

"I...."

"You're the commander, we're just subordinates, so we have to be disciplined, and you don't need to?" The newly emerged officer asked.

The duke didn't say anything more, just clenched his spear.

"That's how you want to live?" The new officer asked again. "Next, the herd will come and attack here. The rest of the nobles are dead, the mages are finished, and there will be no one to fight with you against the beasts. ”

"I know...."The Duke looked at the phantom of his subordinates, and his voice trembled a little. But..."

"But you're just going to live? Want to live no matter what? The new officer asked. Dying with us isn't such a bad outcome, isn't it..."

"Say no more!" The Duke raised his voice sharply and roared. "Say no more!"

As he shouted like this, the red spear in his hand stretched out violently and stabbed into the body of the officer opposite.

In the long sword, a miserable scream suddenly sounded.

"Mr. Notes!" The soldiers on the side also exclaimed.

"My lord! Even if Morton and Notters don't do it right, you shouldn't kill them like this again! "In the long sword, a voice that had previously supported the Duke rang out." What is your reason? Where are they at fault? ”

The tip of the spear in the duke's hand pierced into the sword.

For a moment, there was a terrible scream from the long sword. Some phantom --- about a dozen, floated out of the long sword. And then, the sword shattered entirely.

"Are you crazy?" A phantus dressed as an officer floated out and said so. "Everybody's in there!"

"I'm afraid, he's really crazy." Another officer next to him looked at the Duke and said so.

"Or maybe that's what our master is really about." A soldier next to him said.

The Duke stood there, his spear glowing red. After a few moments, he raised his gun and aimed it at the men in front of him.

"Do you still have to kill me?"

"Yes." An officer's virtual image rushed to reply. "As you've always asked of us, now you should die."

Before the other figurations around it could object--- the Duke leapt forward and stabbed his spear at him.

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