The wrong transmigrator assigned by the system

As the blazing sun beat down on him, Count Rasfar could clearly hear the loud screams of the audience coming from the stands.

"Sunlight Blaze?" Count Rasfar slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the moment to arrive, as he gazed at the beam cannon imbued with the power of the sun.

Boom!

A loud bang suddenly rang out in the arena, and the next moment a strong shockwave swept through the entire arena, frightening the audience!

At this moment, the center of the arena was shrouded in black smoke, making it impossible to see what was happening there.

"Lu Ming..." Looking at the arena obscured by black smoke and dust, Lily and Sham couldn't help but worry about Lu Ming, fearing something might happen to him.

But at that moment, the voice of an old man suddenly echoed from the other side of the arena throughout the entire arena.

"Don't worry. They're both fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smoke and dust that filled the arena slowly dissipated, revealing Lu Ming and Chou Chou Hua still standing there perfectly fine.

Opposite him stood an archbishop in a red robe. He stood before Count Rasfar, using divine magic to erect a golden wall, a faint smile on his white-haired face.

"you are?"

"Madith Thute of the Church of Light."

"You saved him?" "You saved me?"

"Yes. Otherwise, with the white magic on this arena, do you think Earl Rasfar would still have a chance to survive?"

Chapter Twenty-Five - Undead Remains x2

Invited by Archbishop Tut of the Church of Light, Lu Ming, along with Sham, Lily, and Jack who came to join the fun, arrived at the newly restored church in Paris City after the tournament organizers announced that Lu Ming was the winner.

"I came to Erebus from the capital this time because of this." Archbishop Tut led Lu Ming and the others into a secret little room.

But when he opened the door to the room, the first thing Lu Ming and the others saw was a campfire, a campfire that didn't kill people.

"This is... a campfire?"

“Yes!” Archbishop Tut walked step by step to a chair by the campfire and invited Lu Ming and the others to sit down. He said, “This is one of the hundred unknown bones that a black knight gave to the church a few days ago. Because of this competition, the church specially asked me to bring five of them, and two of these are to be given to Baron Lu Ming.”

"For me?" Upon hearing this, Lu Ming was taken aback.

“Yes. As a reward for your victory over the Deep.” Archbishop Tut took out a box of moderate size from a cabinet in the room. After opening it, revealing two undead bones inside, he handed it to Lu Ming.

“Deep…” Looking at the two undead remains, Lu Ming, who had already replenished his mana and supplies with the flames of the campfire, smiled and asked, “Can you tell me about that Black Knight?”

“Alright.” Archbishop Tut nodded slightly and began to talk about the Black Knight.

"A few days ago, a black knight calling himself Frank Wood arrived at the cathedral in the capital..."

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"What did you say?! Someone is willing to donate a hundred of those campfire fuels from Paris City that can combat the Dark Curse to the church?!"

Archbishop Tut, who hadn't left the capital a few days earlier, was startled upon hearing a priest's report. He rushed out of his room and, together with the priest, ran towards the man's location.

After pushing the door open, Archbishop Tutt, with remarkable composure, walked step by step towards the man the priest had mentioned, under the watchful eyes of several other archbishops who had also just arrived.

“I am Archbishop Medis Tut. I heard that you are going to donate one hundred combustible bones with healing properties to the Church. May I ask what your purpose is? Are you a believer?”

The man was a knight wearing strange armor. He always carried a shield and a greatsword, and wore a strange helmet that covered his face.

"I only chose to do this because my companions were willing to help you."

There was a hint of insecurity in the man's voice, but Archbishop Tut could sense that he was already a swordsman.

"May I ask who your companion is?"

"Lu Ming of Erebus".

"Could he be the baron who wiped out the Church of the Deep?"

"Yes. He was my fellow member of the Farron Undead Legion. However, he should be ashamed that I am his comrade."

Tut and the other archbishops were taken aback and asked, "Why?"

“Go ask the other members of the Undead Legion.” The man chuckled self-deprecatingly, then added, “I heard that one of you is going to Erebus, and I’d like him to pass a message to my companions.”

“I am the Archbishop of Erebus, so please speak.”

"Is that so? Then please tell him that there are people in Miracath, the Cathedral of the Deep, and Londor. Tell him to be careful, after all, their hatred for the Undead Legion is still very strong!"

“Deep...Londor...Alright, I understand. I will deliver it. But could you please tell me your name? After all, if I'm to deliver a message, I need to tell him who delivered it for me!”

"Is it necessary? I'm quite well-known in the Immortals. But since you insist, just tell him I'm Frank's **** Wood."

"Franz's ****Wood?"

"Yes." With a slight nod, ****Wood got up and left the cathedral.

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"****Wood, that disheartened fellow?" After listening to Archbishop Tut's account, Lu Ming pondered the matter of ****Wood, this disheartened guy.

"Baron Lu Ming, that Black Knight, Wood, once said that you would be ashamed to be his comrade. Why is that?"

"The Farron Undead Legion is a small army formed to fight against the Dark Abyss. The Undead Legion are warriors who charge forward without hesitation. We only carry swords and magic wands, and no one uses a shield. Many members consider it a disgrace to carry a shield, so that guy was stupid enough to think that way."

"But you're not ashamed of him, are you?" Archbishop Tut asked, seeing that Lu Ming didn't have any negative emotions because of the name ****Wood. "On the contrary, you admire him."

"Yes. Although that guy is a coward, he has a deep-seated desire for power. That way, he can become stronger and discard the shield that others mock. So I don't think he's a disgrace." Lu Ming nodded slightly. To be honest, Lu Ming didn't know much about Brother Disheartened, but judging from the spoilers in the post, he was just a pitiful person.

"Is that so? You are a very gentle person too."

"If it were a saintess saying this, I'd be a little happier. But for an old man like you to have such a quirk, I really can't accept it." After subconsciously moving away from Archbishop Tut, Lu Ming looked at Archbishop Tut with a somewhat unacceptable expression, leaving Archbishop Tut speechless for a moment.

"Lu Ming, who gave you permission to speak to the Archbishop like that?!" Suddenly, Yu'er Sica's sinister voice rang out from behind Lu Ming, followed by the whooshing sound of a magic wand hitting down.

"Damn, are you trying to kill me?!" Lu Ming asked, still somewhat shaken, after hastily dodging You'er Sika's deadly attack, which was intended to teach him a lesson for his disrespect towards Archbishop Tut.

"How can you blame me for your disrespect towards Archbishop Tut?" You'er Sica glared at Lu Ming and said angrily.

"No, no, no, I think the one who is disrespectful is you." But at this moment, Lu Ming pointed to Archbishop Tut's feet.

"Uh..." Yu'er Sica looked down and saw that her magic wand had almost hit Archbishop Tut's toe! She was immediately frightened and apologized, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, please forgive me!"

Seeing that Yul Sica looked nervous, Archbishop Tut, who was not angry but frightened, could only shake his hand and say, "It's alright. I'm just a little frightened. You don't need to be like this."

“…” Yu'er Sica glanced at the dent her magic wand had made at Archbishop Tut’s feet, then sat down awkwardly without saying a word.

Because of Yorshka's sudden appearance and attack, everyone fell silent. They looked at Archbishop Tut and Yorshka, who in turn looked at Lu Ming and the others.

Knowing that things would become awkward if this continued, Archbishop Tut felt he could no longer remain silent and spoke first: "In recent months, many nobles and members of the royal family have joined a secret project. They are attempting to summon strange people from another world and the other side of the sea to help Miracaissa. I presume that Baron Lu Ming is already aware of this?"

“Yes, I know.” Looking at Archbishop Tut who seemed to have no idea what he meant, Lu Ming thought for a moment and said, “Although it wasn’t intentional, I’ve already been drawn into this plan.”

"That's good. I don't need to worry that what I said later will cause trouble."

"What is it?"

"The reason I came to Erebus this time is because the nobles of Erebus still have ties with the mysterious fellows."

"All of them?"

No, only a small portion.

After learning that there were nobles and the Deep Abyss, Lu Ming for some reason immediately thought of the nobles of Amani and Muspelheim.

Amani is the one who summons souls and devours spirits, as Sham claims, and he's even responsible for most of the Undead Legion's curses. The Muspelheim nobles, on the other hand, are associated with the centaurs.

Lu Ming simply couldn't believe that a nobleman who used centaurs to slaughter the subordinates of another count under the same Grand Duke could be connected to the Dark Abyss.

"It seems you already have someone in mind. However, on behalf of the Church of Light, I urge you not to alert them."

"Why?" Lu Ming looked at Archbishop Tut, puzzled, wondering what the Church of Light was thinking.

“You are a member of the Farron Undead Legion, so you despise Eldridge. But some nobles in Miracathia don’t care what kind of monster he is. As long as he can bring them benefits and the country no longer needs to worry about threats from neighboring countries, that’s enough for them. So we can’t cross their bottom line, or we will be unable to move an inch.”

“We are not the beneficiaries, nor are we the ones who can bring them benefits, so will those people fight us to the death when our interests are threatened?” Lu Ming murmured with a helpless bitter smile.

"That's it, that's right."

“I understand. So, what does the Church intend for us to do?” After closing his eyes and pondering for a while, Lu Ming opened them and looked intently at Archbishop Tut.

"The Church wants you to join other forces that are hostile to the Deep, to restrain those evil ones."

"The Undead Legion and the Darkmoon Sword?" After muttering to himself and recalling the possible opposing forces to Aldrich, Lu Ming said to Archbishop Tut, "I understand, I will do my best." Then he led Sham and the others away from the church.

Watching Lu Ming's retreating figure, Archbishop Tut seemed to see the image of Wood leaving the Imperial Cathedral—a proud and powerful figure. The only difference was that Lu Ming exuded confidence, while Wood was filled with inferiority.

"The Lonely King of Salvation?" Just as You'er Sika was about to catch up with Lu Ming and the others, she suddenly heard Archbishop Tut murmur in a barely audible voice.

"Lord of Cinder?" Although curious about the term Lord of Cinder, due to the difference in their status, Yu'er Sica asked Archbishop Tut about magic, and could only catch up with Lu Ming and the others with her doubts.

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While Lu Ming and the others were discussing the plans of Wood and the nobles with Archbishop Tut in the church, Kanina and Ella, who were competing in the west and north arenas, returned home with Luca and Snorlax, as well as Bazett and Miral, who had come to watch.

"That was close! I almost lost to that Baron with the FireSalamander. Luckily, Snorlax was strong enough to knock the FireSalamander down with a Mega Punch." Princess Ella said to Kanina, as if showing off, as she lay down on the sofa.

"That's strange, why haven't they come back yet?" Kanina ignored Princess Ella, took a sip of her drink, looked around at the dark mansion except for the living room, and muttered to herself with a frown.

“Yes, we’ve returned from the Western and Northern arenas, which are quite far from here. The others should be back from the Southern arena, which is closer!” Hearing Kanina’s murmur, Baggetton, who was standing next to her, said with some surprise.

Just then, a strange noise suddenly came from the other end of the corridor, startling Kanina and the others.

But when they looked over, all they saw was pitch blackness and nothing at all!

Kanina and the others assumed it was the sound of thermal expansion and contraction, so they didn't think much of it. But soon, they noticed that Lucario and Snorlax were both watching the dark corridor very warily, and they immediately realized that it wasn't a normal sound, but rather something else making the noise.

Just as they began to be on guard, a terrifying monster suddenly burst out of the darkness and pounced on Ella.

"Ah ...

But as the daughter of the Blasting Wolf, Kanina couldn't scream so freely. Not because she wasn't afraid, but because her father was a hero who fought against the Darkness; in the arena, everyone spoke of his name, his strength, and his pride. And now, a sliver of pride and self-respect within her compelled her to forge ahead.

"Luca, Bo!"

Since we can't tremble with fear, we have no choice but to grit our teeth and go for it.

At his command, Lucario immediately unleashed a pale blue wave, blasting the monster away before it could harm Princess Ella!

“She didn’t call out again, Your Highness!” The wolf blood flowing in her veins slowly boiled, making Kanina look very confident. Just like Lu Ming when facing the enemy, she did not back down.

Princess Ella, who already considered Kanina a rival, saw that Kanina wasn't afraid, so she immediately suppressed her fear, gritted her teeth, and began to command Snorlax to deal with the more monsters crawling out of the dark corridor.

"Snorlax, Ice Punch!"

"Snorlax~!" Snorlax charged at the monsters with incredible speed, punching them away one by one.