The Undead had been expected to continue day and night without rest, but for some reason, their footsteps had been a little slower than the human forces. The people were evacuated and preparations, though insufficient, were made.
Even so, the battle to defend Balcheburg, Viscount Balchesse’s town, was beyond fierce.

“Hyahahahahaha! This is the return of your herooooo!” The Green Wind Spear Riley, who had been hailed as the second coming of Mikhail, released martial skills one after another, striking down the arrows fired by the soldiers protecting the town.

“I-I am! The Amid Empire’s General Mauviiiiiiiid! Open the gates! Open the gaaaaaaaaates!” General Mauvid, who had led the expedition army in imposing, resplendent clothes, now commanded the Undead army in their invasion.

“Guhihihyaehehehehahaha! You evil flesh of filth! I, Bormack Gordan who serves god, will destroy you aaaaaall!” To top it all off, Bormack Gordan, the clergyman renowned as a Vampire hunter, was opening large holes in the wall protecting the town with his Club Technique.

“The Undead are coming in – GYAH!”

“Hihihi! Offer your flesh and entrails to your herooo!” Riley’s spear pierced the stomach of a soldier who was trying to deal the finishing blow to another Undead.

“You i-i-i-i-impure filth! Diiiiiieeeee!” Gordan crushed another soldier, straight through the shield he was holding.

“Fuhahahaha! This is our triumphant retuuurn! OUR TRIUMPHANT RETUUUURN!” Mauvid’s loud laughter and screams filled the air as he led the Zombies on.

However, the expedition army had weakened after becoming Undead and they weren’t as coordinated as they had been while alive. Though Viscount Balchesse suffered casualties, they succeeded in protecting all the civilians and other than its outer wall, the damage to the town was light.

It was also fortunate for them that Riley’s spear and Gordan’s war club had been replaced with weapons provided by the army and that Chezare and his Black Bull Knights’ Order hadn’t become Undead.

No, the most fortunate thing was that the Undead had been slow to move.

Viscount Balchesse hired a Spiritualist to investigate what had happened to the expedition army.

But the spiritualist shook her head. “The spirits of those Undead have all gone back to the mountain range; not even one of them stayed behind. It was as if they couldn’t hear me calling out to them at all.”