The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

Bianca looked at Hatsurogen, the capital of the Siltair Kingdom.

Nothing had changed since then, the building and the palace remained unchanged.

The small alleyways through which she had fled with the crown prince gradually came into view. The night of the coup, during which many people died.

‘You have to protect him.’

She could still hear the voice of General Volvinos in her head.

‘Bianca! We only have you to trust!’

‘We will cut these bastards down and come right behind you, go first!’

The voices of her colleagues overlapped as they pushed her to run.

‘Do not worry, Bianca. We will come back.’

‘No one will die.’

‘Did you hear that?’

To reassure her, they all smiled.

‘Make sure to live and run to my family and tell them what happened in the royal palace.’

Her captain spoke with earnestness to get the news relayed.

‘Make sure to survive with the crown prince. This is an order from the captain to the subordinate. Make sure to get it done.’

She had to do it, yet she failed.

She couldn’t protect the young prince, and she even died.

So she became like this.

A being that was neither dead nor alive.

But that was how she was able to come back here.

She was grateful to the Lord, who saved her from wandering around like a demon without a thought.

Thanks to that, she was given a chance to get rid of the grudge.

“All!”

Bianca raised her black sword high.

“Do not leave a single one. Destroy everything!”

A thousand undead troops charged toward the capital.

“W-what is that?”

“What is it?”

One of the soldiers guarding the outside of the wall looked startled, and the soldier next to him approached.

“C-come see for yourself.”

“Why are you stuttering?”

He frowned at his colleague, who stuttered, and looked at the telescope.

“Something is…”

He couldn’t speak either.

The soldier dropped the telescope.

The expensive telescope broke, but he didn’t care.

With a horrified expression, he raised the horn, which was used to sound in an emergency.

His hands were trembling, but those rushing would break through the wall in an instant.

He had a gut feeling.

“Y-You will blow it?”

The colleague asked in a trembling voice.

Of course they had to!

He had to blow it even a second faster, so he didn’t even speak loudly or respond.

Woooong!!

The horn was blown for the first time in his life after taking this job.

The sound spread across the city in an instant.

“The horn?!”

Riviter who was facing the king, rose from his seat.

“The horn is suddenly… Your Majesty, I think I should leave.”

“Thank you.”

Even though the sound of the horn was heard, the king didn’t care.

Riviter frowned and went out. Right now, the horn was important.

The sound of the horn signaled an outside invasion.

He also served as captain for the Defense Forces, and he had to take charge now.

‘Why was the horn blared so suddenly?’

Even though he was moving quickly, he still couldn’t understand it.

The horn was usually blown when enemy troops came close by.

In other words, it meant that a situation close to a disaster was happening.

For the enemy to reach the capital, several cities had to have been captured.

However, there were no reports of enemy troops from other cities, so this was odd.

At that time, one of the men approached him.

“Captain!”

“Why did the horn sound?”

“An unknown army force has appeared.”

“Unknown army force?”

“They said that the entire troop is in black armor, and black smoke is all around them.”

The first thing that came to his mind was the Dark Knights.

The Dark Knights were said to be from the Ebitum Kingdom in Arisha.

He heard that the knights wore black armor and that their power was the strongest in Ebitum.

However, he didn’t hear anything about this black smoke.

“And what is happening now?”

“They are camped in front of the wall and have stayed still.”

“… why?”

“They…”

This mysterious army suddenly appeared in front of the walls and waited without attacking.

Maybe they weren’t enemies after all?

Riviter ordered the men to be prepared for the worst and climbed up the wall.

He noticed two sentries sitting on the corner of the stairs, trembling.

“What are you doing?”

Despite the question, the two didn’t even look at him or respond.

They just trembled as if afraid of something, and they murmured something that could not be understood.

“What are they saying?”

He went closer to them and heard,

“The devils… the devils…”

“Monsters….army of monsters have come… everyone….everyone will die. Everyone dies.”

“Run… run away. But where?”

Riviter frowned.

When he listened to what they were saying, he realized it was nonsense.

Even though he was here, the young ones lacked discipline and wouldn’t respond, so he pulled his sword.

Flash!

And swiftly swung the sword to cut down both their heads.

“Throw the bodies.”

“Y-yes!”

The lieutenant, startled by the attitude of his captain, flinched but followed the orders, threw the corpses down the wall, and went after Riviter.

When the man was fully up the wall, the soldiers were looking down with bows in their hands.

Their expressions weren’t much different from the two men who were cut down.

Everyone looked terrified.

He frowned and called for the leader of the wall.

“Where is the person in charge?!”

No one answered. All of them just ignored him.

After this was done, Riviter decided he would kill everyone involved.

“Who is responsible here?”

“Ah, Yes yes! I am here…”

The man who seemed to be in charge came running with a blue face.

Riviter frowned.

“What is wrong with your face? Why are all the soldiers acting like this?”

“T-that… you have to see it for yourself.”

The leader of the wall took him to the edge of the wall.

“What kind of people are they that you’re all scared…!”

Riviter, who checked under the wall, was speechless.

When he first heard about it, it was said to be an army in black armor, and then he heard about unknown black smoke rising.

But who told him that this was an army of pitch-black armor?

“Un-undead…!”

Riviter was speechless at the sight in front of him.

Numerous skeletons and zombies were armed and lined up. At the front was a captain-level undead in human form, but undead nonetheless.

There was a skeleton magician in the sky behind them, and the undead who used magic was called a Lich.

But what caught his eye the most was neither the Lich nor the undead soldiers.

The leader.

The black armored knight, holding a black sword in his right hand, sitting on top of a skeleton horse.

The knight’s presence was a lot greater than all the undead put together.

“C-captain.”

Riviter remained silent.

The words of the king came to his mind,

‘But I don’t see it today.’

‘What are you saying? If His Majesty believes…!’

‘I do not see tomorrow either..’

Not being able to see tomorrow.

He wondered what it meant.

Did that mean tomorrow didn’t exist?

“… this makes no sense.”

“C-captain?”

“This makes no sense! Do not make me laugh! Do they want us dead?!!”

How did he come to this position?

He killed his superior, who trusted him with his own hands, and hired a hunter to assassinate the crown prince.

And he took the lives of so many people himself. A place stacked high with blood and bodies, and he can’t even enjoy the power for a few days?

“This makes no sense!”

Riviter gripped his sword. A man who reached the level of a sword master.

It made no sense to die from such things. Riviter raised his aura and ordered the soldiers.

“Archers shoot at the enemies, and do not stop!”

Frightened at the shout, the soldiers all shut their eyes and released their bowstrings.

Hundreds of arrows fell toward the undead troops.

“Riviter.”

She looked at the terrified enemies up the wall.

“It is pointless.”

Without the baptism of holy power, the arrows had no effect on the undead. This was an army that could not be killed by any means.

As long as the God who protected them had vanished, this land would be nothing but a sea of blood.

Bianca shouted as the arrows came.

“Stay strong!”

Black aura rose from her sword.

The Dark Knight was the highest-ranking undead among the undead knights.

And it wasn’t some power that the undead could push back.

“Break through the gates!”

Bianca rushed for the gate with her horse, and the trio followed right behind.

“Everyone, follow the captain!”

“Ignore the arrows!”

“Kill everyone you see!”

An army of a thousand undead soldiers rushed for the huge gate at once.

Elder Lich Nebro, who was watching, snapped his fingers, and a ray of darkness went right for the gate.

And the gate…

Kwaaang!!!

It was destroyed in an instant.

The huge gate, which had numerous defense magics, was useless in the face of the Elder Lich.

The undead troops easily entered the capital, and Nebro laughed.

[Run wild to your heart’s content!]

He had no intention of doing more than breaking down the gates.

If he joined, the fight would be too trivial for their side. So he was going to watch from afar.

After all, the power the troops held could destroy this small nation in an instant.

“Stop! Stop!!!”

Riviter yelled at the top of his voice. The gate just got broken down too easily.

That Lich!

To destroy the gate with so many spells on it so easily, but the gate was down, and now they had to stop the troops coming in.

“Fucking corpses!”

Riviter slaughtered the undead.

His power as a sword master was ‘Explosion.’ And he knew that the undead were weak against holy power and fire.

The Explosion was the fire of life and certainly strong enough to defeat the undead.

Kwang! Kwaang!

“I am the strongest knight of the Siltair Kingdom, Riviter Faol!”

The number of undead who came into the capital seemed to be around a thousand.

With the royal palace knights and soldiers, this was a number he could beat.

The Lich watching from outside was annoying, but for some reason, the Lich didn’t seem to want to get involved in the fight.

And that was enough.

“Close the western entrance! We cannot let them get to the palace!”

Damn it!

Riviter ground his teeth in anger.

Why was this happening?

“C-captain! They… are coming to life.”

“Here too!”

“They aren’t dying!

“What?”

Hearing the words of his men, Riviter confirmed if he had killed the undead. No, it wasn’t just a kill; his aura exploded as well, and the bodies were shattered to pieces.

It was impossible for them to be revived.

But why?

“… it makes no sense.”

The pieces of flesh that fell off were coming together. And it wasn’t gathered one by one; it was clumping together and growing to an enormous size.

And such things were multiplying.

Kuaaaak!

Waaaaah!

And they were screaming.

Riviter felt like this was hell, like some sort of nightmare.

And it was then,

“Found you.”

The voice of a woman who came from behind was familiar.

He looked back and there was a black armored knight on a skeleton horse.

His body trembled in fear.

Gulping down, he said,

“…a woman?”

“Yes, a woman.”

A knight in black armor got off the skeleton horse and stroked it.

The horse sounded like it enjoyed it. Riviter felt a weird déjà vu.

‘A voice I heard from somewhere.’

A voice he was hearing for the first time, but it felt more clear hearing it up close.

But he couldn’t tell whose voice it was.

The knight in black armor sneered at him.

“You don’t remember.”

“You know me?”

“I do. Even if I don’t want to know and forget everything, your voice and face will be with me like a curse.”

“… who are you?”

“Me?”

The knight in black armor slowly took off her helmet, and her golden hair, which had lost its shine, flowed down.

Her skin was pale, her lips were blue, and her eyes were half-dead.

Riviter tilted his head and took a closer look, and his eyes widened.

Bianca asked,

“Now do you remember me, Riviter?”

“You, you, you, how?!”

“How?”

She put her helm back on, and black mana began to soar.

[I returned from Hell to take my revenge.]

And Bianca’s sword pierced his chest.