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Chapter 155: The Encounter in the Dead Zone

Under the still blue sky, an open carriage and a knight on horseback were traveling side by side.

Sitting on the stage of the carriage driver, who occasionally whips the horses pulling the carriage, is a tall man wearing an expensive-looking robe and a strange mask that looks like one sold on April Fool's Day or Halloween; the knights marching side by side

He has blond hair, tied into a ponytail, and wears casual shorts, shorts and an open jacket, giving off a gangster vibe.

The two are somewhat incompatible.

They are Momonga and Mordred.

The carriage is very brand new and was replaced not long ago. Although general luggage can be carried in an unlimited backpack, it would be suspicious to carry nothing with you for a long trip. By the way, the previous carriage was accidentally given to the dragon when he was fighting with it.

The breath grenade of the first one was burned down, and the second one was damaged by Mordred who wanted to change his riding style.

Thinking of that incident, Momonga was still a little worried. The Graeme horse that went with the carriage was also damaged because Mordred was riding the horse made of inorganic materials as a real horse. Unfortunately, the operating method is different.

.Now the reason why Momonga beats Graeme Horse with a whip is just for show, to make it look normal to outsiders.

And why did Momonga travel with Mordred? So, let’s go back in time to when the two met in the Dead Realm——

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"The Ruler of Death? What a great name. What's up with the name 'Flying Squirrel'?" Mordred put the big sword on his shoulder and looked at the skull face in front of him with strange eyes.

"It's just a way of introducing yourself on this continent, don't you know?" Momonga asked.

Because there are various races in the Central Continent, when necessary, the race name will be told when they first meet to express a certain position. The "Dead Ruler" and the "Night Dead Mage" have similar appearances but are completely different undead races. Momonga

He just wanted to show that he and the "King of Shadows" killed by Mordred were not companions.

In fact, they were not companions. Momonga just forced himself to live here because his level was much higher than the King of Shadows.

"Oh, is there such a convention? I've never met anyone I can talk to."

"It seems that you have just arrived in this world not long ago." Momonga noticed the clues and said using the experience he had practiced for a long time, "There is not even anyone to talk to, so it must be nearby."

"Well, when I woke up, I was surrounded by a group of guys with faces similar to yours."

Mordred naturally entered into a normal conversation. The feeling Momonga gave her was different from what she had seen before. It was different from the undead who were rarely rational but unabashedly exuded an evil atmosphere; the clothes and equipment made her feel

I thought of the opposite of a certain flower magician, probably a magician, but she didn't have the witchy vibe of Morgan that she hated during her lifetime, and she had a naive feeling.

Furthermore, Mordred is confident in her own strength. She will not lose to the skeleton magician in front of her at this distance. Her dumb-haired ancestral intuition is generally very effective.

After hearing what Mordred seemed to say casually, Momonga nodded slightly: "Well, that's the situation. Can you tell me about the situation before you traveled through time?"

What Mordred briefly said later made Momonga a little disappointed. It turned out that he was not a player of "yggdrasil", but this was also important information. Could it be that there are often various types of time travelers in this world.

Momonga also told Mordred something about himself, but he did not reveal his true identity but his identity and experience in "yggdrasil". It was his second life there, and the poor social animal in his first life was calling himself

King Arthur's "only legitimate heir" faced something unspeakable.

Worried that Mordred would not believe it, Momonga also took out the album photos, such as the photos of the Fire Giant King Surut and the photos after the crusade.

Mordred was hesitant at first. Surut is a god. There is too much difference in personality. It is too ridiculous. It can be imagined that all kinds of heroic spirits, gods, undead spirits, and resentful spirits that came to the world during the Holy Grail War were all affected by various orders.

The reason for the large head size is that the balance of strength is wrong. At first, she asked the Master Shizi Jie, but what she got was "This is a twisted Holy Grail War, anything can happen." It was so flawless that it made people "grateful"

The answer made her curse a few words, and she thought that she didn't understand this aspect anyway. Since it had nothing to do with the myth itself, the crusade should be some form of projection or clone in the real world, like this.

"But you can really command such a group of monsters." Mordred said while looking at the group photo of members of the guild "Ainz Ooal Gown".

"Ah, it is precisely because we have gathered such members, all of Ainz Ooal Gown, that we can complete such an adventure. After all, looking at me, there is no way I can defeat Flame who wields such a powerful flaming magic sword.

The King of Giants."

Mordred: "But according to what you said, you are more of a peacemaker than a leader, right?"

"Ah, that's true." Momonga couldn't help but recall that Ulbert and Taqimi often quarreled in the guild, and it also happened at that time whether to prioritize the fight against the Giant King of Fire.

"How about you tell me next?"

"Me? I think my story is already famous enough...Is it because the world is different so I don't know about it?" Mordred was a little unhappy about mentioning his dark history again.

"I still know about Celtic mythology." Momonga is an avid online gamer, and "yggdrasil" also incorporates myths from various systems. Momonga has dabbled in it for reference.

"It's just that you are a girl." Momonga couldn't help but hold back before he could spit out "Is this a once-popular character becoming a girl?"

Mordred's mood suddenly dropped to freezing point: "Don't let me hear it a second time." It was a cold look and tone full of murderous intent.

"...I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I won't do it again." Momonga immediately raised his hands in surrender.

"I forgive you. You are not allowed to talk about this again in the future, please remember it well."

"Okay, no problem." Momonga felt that even in reality, there would occasionally be people like this. For some reason, gender ambiguity and the like were more common in the game. Momonga, who was the leader of the game guild as a social animal, knew very well how to interact with

Get along with these people.

Then Momonga continued the topic: "What I want to ask is, didn't you betray me? And you claimed to be the only legitimate heir?"

Mordred blushed: "Exactly, I was indeed rebellious, but in terms of swordsmanship and political means, I surpassed that Soul Dan King, didn't I? But that guy actually refused because of my identity.

Acknowledge me! So, I betrayed him and sent him on his way."

(to be continued)


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