The Unaware Harem Adventure Tale of the Strongest Enchanter ~~I Don’t Know My Companions’ Faces or Identities, but I’m Pretty Sure They’re All Guys~~ - 19. Undead Burns Well

19. 19. 19. 19. Undead Burns Well

I simply pointed the tip of my short staff at the Undead King.

My companions began to act immediately, without exchanging words.

Felice was wrapped in flames. She closed in on the Undead King.

The swung slash left a red, hot, single trajectory behind.

It must have been faster than expected — the Undead King prioritized defense over counterattack. He leaped backward while deploying a Water Shield to block the flaming slash.

“So you think you’ve cornered me, you foolish adventurers! Ice Lance!”

A deployed ice attack magic.

The floor in a straight line froze. And countless thick, sharp spikes grew to pierce.

Grannaughts stepped forward and became a wall to block the magic.

The icy spikes couldn’t pierce their thick armor — only a thin frost formed on the surface.

When Grannaughts moved, the ice shattered and fell with a crackling sound.

Our tank is always excellent.

I believe they’re the hardest tank in the world.

Zain kicked off walls and ceilings at sharp angles to move. They struck the Undead King with a kick in an instant.

Immediately after, the king’s defensive magic shattered. And Zain’s foot landed a powerful blow on the skeletal body.

A roaring sound echoed. It was followed by the cracking of bones.

“Guuh, you broke through my defensive magic…? Ridiculous. This is magic empowered by a monster’s strength!”

“Reeeeturn the deaaaad to the graaaaave. Reeeest… reeeeest in peaaaaceeeeeeeee!”

“W-what is this guy!?”

As expected of Zain.

Even the Undead King was bewildered.

“Tch, Paralysis!”

“Doooodged iiiit!”

Seems he was quite a skilled magician in life.

He’s skillfully switching between offense, defense, and even using status effects against multiple opponents.

I can see why S and A ranks would be defeated.

He’s especially good at multi-person PvP-type combat.

To lead undead and take over a town requires strategic prowess.

The Undead King, having leapt back, raised his staff high above.

“You should be proud that you forced me to use this. Burn, not even your bones shall remain.”

Above him, flames swirled and formed into a sphere.

The large fireball heated the room and caused wind to stir.

This is… high-tier magic!?

If that thing falls, this room will definitely be blown away.

“Burning Flare.”

*Swish* — Silk pointed her staff at the fireball.

“Anti-Magic.”

The next moment, the fireball vanished like a candle flame being blown out.

It was Silk’s specialty: Anti-Magic.

A magic that analyzes the formula of a spell and counters it — the magician killer.

Silk’s the only mage I know who can do this.

“No way, you nullified my magic? You analyzed the spell in that instant!? Impossible. That was my original spell developed in life. No one else should know the formula!”

“Silk saw something similar long ago. Silk is strict. Something like that shouldn’t be called original. You only changed a part of an existing one.”

“M-my magic… is a copy!? D-don’t be ridiculous! What are you, you furball!?”

“You’re the bones here. Silk is not a furball.”

As the Undead King got distracted, I drew a glyph with my short staff.

What I imbue is ‘Speed Up’ — on myself.

*Tap*, a small sound echoed as I kicked off the floor — and in the next instant, I appeared in front of the Undead King.

“Wha!? You’re really just an enchanter—!?”

“What else do I look like?”

I wrote directly onto the Undead King’s body.

What I imbue is ‘Nausea’.

“Ugh, damm—”

“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!”

Felice thrust her sword into the king’s chest as he held his mouth.

Unable to cast magic due to nausea, the Undead King was now just moving bones.

Felice’s attacks didn’t stop. The ancient magical letters on her magic sword glowed.

“Be reduced to ashes, not even bones left!! Flame Slash!!”

An intense heat burned the Undead King.

His robe, staff, bones — everything disappeared, not even ash remained.

Felice lowered her sword. She stood there in a daze.

“We did it. We’ve taken back your homeland.”

“…*sniff*.”

“Hey, don’t cry! Uh, here, a handkerchief!”

“Thank you very much.”

Taking the handkerchief, Felice wiped away her falling tears.

I don’t know what hardships she faced until now.

By the time we met, she was already the masked Felice I knew.

I was captivated by her sword skills and invited her to join the party.

Unknown was basically founded with her.

I trust her more than anyone. She’s my proud sub-leader.

“They defeated it… the Undead King, just like that.”

“They’re not just S-rank. They’re too strong. Monsters, all of them.”

Turning around, I saw Luke and Emma standing there.

Expressions of shock and fear stuck on their faces.

Well, of course they’d react that way.

Everyone before them did the same.

“P-purifiiicaaaaation.”

Zain gently patted Felice’s father’s cheek.

By the way, the Wraith that had possessed him was already gone.

The father blinked and looked around. He seemingly regained his senses for the first time in three years.

“I… Felice! What about the townsfolk!?”

“I am here, Father.”

“Ooh, Felice? Felice!!”

“Father.”

Father and daughter embraced.

Let’s leave them alone.

I left the audience chamber with my companions and the Silver Blade.

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A grand trumpet sound echoed in the sky—.

The miasma covering the town cleared. And crowds of townspeople gathered on the main street.

These were the same people who, just yesterday, wandered like zombies under Wraith possession.

The buildings hadn’t yet been fully repaired.

But the danger was gone. And people now looked toward tomorrow with hope in their hearts.

Riding in the carriage, I waved with a smile to the townspeople.

They were future clients.

They would remember the name Unknown and hopefully come with good-paying requests someday.

Basically, it was a sales smile.

“Honestly, I didn’t think we’d reclaim my hometown this smoothly. Even with Zain, I thought it would be harder.”

Felice was sitting beside me in a dress. She looked a bit exasperated.

Her low-cut neckline revealed a deep cleavage — I swallowed unconsciously.

I always thought she was a beauty. But dressed up like this, her stunning looks and figure were overwhelming.

If I’d known she looked like this in everyday life, I wish I’d known sooner.

Across from me sat Zain and Silk. Grannaughts, being too heavy, was being transported in a rear wagon.

The Silver Blade had already left town ahead of us and was likely en route back to Avantale.

Though it looked like we stole their request, Luke didn’t seem to mind.

He thanked us many times. But he also seemed somewhat depressed.

Maybe the others were a bit down too.

In the end, the problem was resolved. But for Silver Blade, the request was technically a failure.

It’s understandable they’d feel down about it.

As long as you live, you can recover as many times as needed.

As long as you’re alive.

“Silk, looooots of peopleeeee.”

“Guuh.”

“They’re asleeeeeep!?”

With Zain buzzing around restlessly, Felice and I shared a wry smile.

—

“I wish to express my deepest gratitude for your efforts. If not for Unknown, I would not have regained my senses, nor the people. Felice, you have found good companions.”

From the throne, Marquis Flareheart gave his thanks.

His masculine, bearded face bore resemblance to Felice — the bl00d tie was clear.

Gathered in the audience hall were vassals and nobles.

Even the knights outside — though only one day had passed since liberation, they all stood tall and proper at the lord’s command.

It must be thanks to strict discipline and training up to now.

As expected from a powerful military territory in a kingdom that values martial prowess.

“Yes. They are the companions I trust most. Without them, this day would not have come. They are Avantale’s strongest S-rank party. Please reward them.”

“Hmm. But how should we reward such merit? Is there anything you desire, Lux?”

“Me? Well, gold coins would be fine…”

“Well, our domain is currently pouring funds into reconstruction. We likely cannot give monetary rewards for a while. I’d prefer if the reward could be something other than money or goods.”

Ah— no money?

Even if you say that, nothing comes to mind right away.

None of us are really into titles or land.

Ideally, I’d want rare magical tools or materials…

*Poke, poke*. Something tapped my back.

I turned to see Silk poking me with their staff.

“Library. Old books.”

“Then, for the reward, grant us access to the library. Specifically, to view the restricted books that require permission.”

“Is the library intact?”

“Yes. There are signs the Undead King entered. But no books were lost. There should be no problem.”

The lord gave a nod.

“Then, the reward shall be access to the library and permission to view the restricted books. Additionally, you are permitted to stay in the castle for a time.”

“I thank you for granting permission.”

Silk was seemingly very happy to have received permission. They had fluffy flowers floating around and their bouncy hair was bouncing up and down.

“Felice. I’ve made you wait quite a while. Once the restoration is complete, I shall search for a good husband for you. So rest assured and return to your previous lifestyle.”

“Yes.”

So it’s goodbye to Felice. Somehow, it feels lonely.

Having regained her hometown and her father, she will return to her role as a marquis’ daughter.

Just when we finally got a single girl in our all-male party.

But, if a comrade is going to be happy, then as the leader, I should celebrate it.

Congratulations, Felice.