The Holy Light Knights shouted things about love and courage as they charged forward.
This full display of camaraderie seemed enough to bring down even the resurrected Demon King.
However, what appeared before their eyes was just a pitiful, weak, and helpless Animated Corpse.
This fellow, hearing the commotion behind it, turned around with an innocent and clear expression, like having "Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do" written on its face, making everyone who saw it feel sorry for him.
And then it was utterly obliterated by the surging Holy Light.
As the Holy Light gradually dispersed, this place known as Little Longde Ruins reverted back to its deathly silence.
"..."
The Holy Light Knights were speechless, only after a while did they look up at each other, their emotions so complex they could be divided into a pie chart, like twenty percent bewilderment, thirteen percent confusion...
"Whose idea was it to shout so passionately from the start?"
