Overlord, I don't want to be the Holy Queen's Great Sword

"I am the third of Zhilanon's twelve disciples, the Great Master of Death."

Bandero answered Karko's questions in a daze.

Fluder, Quilat, and even Remedios on the side all had their eyes wide open.

This scene was undoubtedly very shocking. Every question was answered, which meant that the sixth-level magic caster in front of him was already under Karlko's control.

How many sixth levels are there in the entire human world?

Everyone turned their eyes to Karko.

The girl shrugged complacently at this.

"I can't even cast magic smoothly now, how could an accident happen?"

"Now I can control Bandero to do anything, even ask some questions. Do you have any questions?"

Karko said this, and signaled with his eyes to Fluder to have the Death Titan put Bandero down.

During this period, Bandero never made any attempt to escape, let alone resist.

He still maintained that lifeless state with his head down, looking like a puppet.

Upon seeing this, Fluder was even considerate enough to use magic to help the other party recover from his injuries when the Death Giant put him down.

All of a sudden, a large amount of negative energy began to flow through Bandero, and his originally serious injuries began to gradually improve.

It has to be said that the undead is still a rather magical existence.

Although Bandero had just been crushed into boneless chicken fillets by the Death Giant, with sufficient negative energy replenished, his originally broken bones were slowly recovering and gradually becoming smooth, with no signs of being broken at all.

However, the rotten flesh on the body does not receive such treatment.

Even so, Karko looked at it curiously.

This technique of using energy to restore oneself is quite interesting. In fact, among the many summoning magics, there is actually production magic.

For example, Fluder can now use [Sixth-Tier Undead Creation] to create some regular undead, which are essentially no different from summoned undead.

It would not be a bad idea to even create a great wizard of the dead. After all, this race itself is not a rare race with special abilities like bone dragons or death knights.

This is also the reason why Karl dared to use the magic after the magic was elevated to try to control the opponent.

Because of Sirshana, she has the authority to summon almost all precious undead beings, but she usually doesn't dare to reveal it.

But when there is no one around, there is no problem in using it to control other ready-made undead.

Now with the help of Charon, this directly helped Karl to control Bandero, who was theoretically several levels higher than him.

Magic is really amazing!

Karko couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Bandero standing in a daze in front of him.

Bandero is now like an ordinary person who has been possessed by the [Charm of All Mankind]. No, it's even worse than that.

[Charm of All Mankind] only makes the recipient think that the caster is his good friend, but Karl has gained complete control over the other party.

Even some general information about the other party would emerge in her mind as she raised a question.

It was just like her and the other summoned monsters.

Karl didn't even need to sense anything at this moment to get an approximate idea of how much magic power Bandero had left in his body.

Karl even discovered some quite interesting phenomena through this.

"My magic power seems to be catching up with this guy's donburi in its heyday."

Karl couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, as if to confirm the answer he got.

Fluder, who was standing by, smiled and said, "Your Highness, you have forgotten your talent."

"Your magical power is naturally greater than others, so it's not surprising that you're close to the sixth-rank magic caster."

"But according to what you said, Your Highness, it seems that this control is still very strong."

Fluder couldn't help but stroke his white beard as he spoke, and everyone could sense the old man's burning curiosity and inquiry for a moment.

"Your Highness, let's not rush to ask about the Zhilanon Organization."

"I have learned about that organization. Their leader is indeed a powerful undead who can reach the seventh level, or even higher."

"And I've discovered one thing, that is, it seems that they have more than one leader. There should be an even more powerful undead organization behind Zhilanon."

"Organizations like this usually have corresponding magical restrictions in place to prevent the leakage of key intelligence."

"So, Your Highness, I suggest that we spend some time first to ask him which questions he can answer and which he cannot answer, and then we can ask you in depth about the issues that concern you."

"For example, whether they know about the Katze Plains, and then try to get as much information as possible for your goal, Your Highness."

"And before that..."

"I would like to study your control over Bandero, Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will allow it."

The old man Fluder showed a rare embarrassed expression on his face, and coughed twice as if to ease the embarrassment.

It can be said that all the previous preparations were for this last sentence.

Even Fluder thought of some other situations and asked with concern.

"By the way, Your Highness, can you maintain this control?"

Karko shook her head in confusion, but in response to Fluder’s question, she thought about it and answered seriously.

"If we keep it up, there shouldn't be any problems."

"I feel like as long as I keep losing this control, Bandero will always be under my control."

"Of course, during this period of time, I need to always have Charon to help me share the pressure."

Karko raised Charon, the Orb of Death, in his hand as a gesture.

"But it's actually nothing. I just think this is an opportunity for me to train myself."

Before, she had been constantly practicing her father's method of performing multiple spells at the same time. Now that she had controlled Bandero, more than half of her concentration was taken up, which could be said to be a natural burden.

Magic power itself is an extension of the soul. In essence, the continuous strengthening of the soul is the process of increasing magic power.

Karko performed his magic again.

At this moment, she could feel her soul slowly growing stronger under the pressure of this heavy burden as she cast magic.

"Almost there. I think I will reach the sixth level soon."

"It's a good opportunity to see if we can take a step further."

If she succeeded, she would no longer study higher-level magic as she did before, and then try to release it bit by bit to determine whether she had reached the next level.

Instead, it is judged by the magic standard.

Maybe I will be able to plan a high-quality standard in the future?

even……

For a moment, Karl couldn't help but look at Bandero, his expression a little dazed.

Why hadn't she thought of this before?

Karko looked at Bandero in front of him and recalled the message that had just come to his mind.

In addition to magical power, Karko can also know other general situations of Bandero just through the feedback between the controller and the controlled.

For example, what stage the physical condition is in and how serious the injury is.

Although it is just a rough estimate, if we find a good reference and then divide it, wouldn't it be a data panel similar to percentages?

As for the aspects involving controlling magic...

Can't I control myself?

Karl suddenly felt that countless inspirations were bursting out.

If she could really do this, did it mean that she might be able to avoid being in Bandero's current situation?

After all, since summoning magic can control monsters and the undead, why can't humans do the same?

It's just that it hasn't been invented yet.

And if she really developed magic to control herself...

In summoning magic, I have never heard of a thing that can forcibly bring someone else's summoned creature over.

Of course, this kind of thing is not impossible, but compared to being controlled without any reaction, at least this magic may make Karko aware of this matter and give him a chance to resist.

For a moment, all kinds of thoughts popped up in Karl's mind, and he even stood there in a daze.

Fluder, Kuirat, and the others apparently noticed this and did not disturb them.

It was not until a long time later that Karko slowly came to his senses and couldn't help but apologize to everyone around him.

"Sorry, I just had some thoughts about magic and was a little distracted."

"Hahaha, it's okay, Your Highness."

Fluder waved his hand nonchalantly.

"The most important thing is that you can continue to make progress in magic."

Kuirat and Remedios on the side also nodded in agreement, but then Kuirat looked at Bandero on the side and said hesitantly.

"Speaking of which, although you are planning to study this undead, I have no objection."

"But where are you going to put him?"

"The adventurers have returned to the Folding Tower to rest because of the battle just now."

"We can't go back with an undead, can we?"

"Karl, is there a distance limit to your control? If you let this undead wander outside alone, will it get out of control?"

Kuirat turned to look at Bandero and asked the most crucial question.

After hearing this, Karl also felt a little curious.

"I don't know, control distance... should be there, right?"

"But it's not a big deal. We're still some distance away from returning home, right?"

"As for whether he will get out of control if he is left alone outside..."

Karl spread his hands.

"I don't know, but I have a hunch that it won't happen."

"And look at his current state. Does he look like he has self-awareness?"

Karko pointed at Bandello's current appearance as he spoke. Without Karko's new command, the other party stood there like a statue, motionless, and rigid.

Even after seeing it, Kuirat spoke with half curiosity and half complaints.

"Really? Are all the undead like this after being controlled?"

"This dull feeling is a lot weaker than before!"

"Who knows? Maybe it's because of my operation. Anyway, let's study it slowly like this. Maybe it will recover later."

For a while, Karko and Kuirat were chatting and laughing, and even Remedios occasionally joined in the conversation.

As for Fluder, he was concentrating on studying Bandero.

Regarding the many comments such as dull and demented by some people...

Bandero, who had just been beheaded by Sirshana, did not want to, and could not, make any comments, and let these words sink into his ears.

At this time, he was completely loyal to the messenger of the God of Death.

As Karko and the others slowly moved towards the No. 1 folding tower with Bandero, on the battlefield not far away, Clementine stabbed the flying dragon's head with a stab, but she couldn't stop shouting in her heart.

Bandero, where are you?

What are you doing? I need your support. Why haven’t you replied to my message yet?

Why are you moving in the opposite direction of me!!!

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Chapter 166: Escape and Change (3400)