The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 75

Chapter 75: The General of Corpses (Ozuma’s Side)

A few days before Serk headed towards Hijima Village…

At Heaven Castle, Mudo drew a symbol in the air. A red-black light trailed behind, and a sinister miasma appeared, flowing into a Yomi soldier.

As the miasma entered the Yomi soldier, its form began to change. The Yomi soldier, now imbued with the miasma, transformed into a powerful warrior clad in a horrifying armor made from blood and flesh, kneeling on one knee.

“Go,” Mudo commanded.

The Yomi soldier obeyed and vanished into the darkness. As Mudo prepared to perform another ritual, he paused upon hearing footsteps. He stopped and opened his mouth without turning around.

“What do you want?”

A tall man in purple armor spoke to Mudo in a familiar tone. Though his body was obviously trained, his height made him appear slender.

However, anyone with a keen eye would realize that his demeanor and the ominous sword at his waist made him far from ordinary.

“I’m busy summoning and strengthening Yomi soldiers. I don’t have time to play with you, Dougen.”

“Hey, hey, you’re being cold as always. It’s rare to see you this irritated; I couldn’t help but watch.”

The man, Dougen, continued speaking casually.

“Is it because you want to kill that kid, Serk? You’ve been in a bad mood ever since Shion died, huh? Frustrated because things aren’t going the way you want?”

Dougen smiled wickedly as he continued.

“…Or maybe that kid has something to do with the ‘Kamishiro’ you occasionally mention?”

The moment Dougen took a step back, a pillar of flame appeared. Looking up, Dougen saw Mudo staring at him with eyes that seemed to freeze the very souls of those who met them.

“Don’t provoke me with unnecessary words. Do you want me to deal with you right here?”

“Heh… that sounds interesting.”

An intense, tense atmosphere filled the air between them, as if a fight could break out at any moment. But Mudo, like cold air, let his murderous intent dissipate and turned away.

“The preparations will be done in a few days. I will give you thirty thousand soldiers. Once ready, invade Gomon.”

“…That’s quite generous. Can I do as I please?”

“Kill everyone. Do whatever you want after that.”

Mudo spoke with an emotionless voice before disappearing into the depths of the castle. Dougen watched him leave, then muttered as he walked in the opposite direction.

“Good grief… I wonder what that old man is thinking. But I guess it doesn’t really matter.”

Dougen pushed the question aside in his mind and grinned. His smile was cold and sadistic, sending a chill down the spine.

“I wonder what kind of faces the Gomon people will make when they realize their enemy is me.”

Dougen Glou—the most praised and strongest warrior, known for his brutal and merciless fighting style, was also called the worst and most insane General of Corpses.