The red-masked man died quickly, leaving me dazed.
He knew things that could help me, so I had wanted to take him alive.
But he died as soon as he laid his hands on the handle of Nameless, as though laughing at me.
The Mercenary King held on for a few minutes, however, keeping a firm grip. I thought it would be safe for him to handle the weapon.
"Young Master...ugh!"
"It’s a corpse, nothing but bones and skin. How did it manage to move around?"
The knights came and covered their mouths, and I scratched my head in frustration, before placing the body on the ground.
"Get rid of these people and come."
"Okay."
"Are you guys all right?"
I had known for some time that Nameless had this kind of power, but I was still surprised by how casually the Mercenary King wielded it.
It took a while for him to collapse, but he did eventually, and I wondered what other power...
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