You, a dragon, are farming in hell

Could she have summoned the heavily armored undead soldiers who are currently on a mission?

Griffin and Cyril, who were sitting on the sofa, were stunned when they saw the undead soldier in armor appear. Then they instantly got up from the sofa and flashed in front of Sophia.

The two of them sensed a strong aura of death and killing intent emanating from the black and red armor.

Through the gaps in the mask, they could see a pair of scarlet eyes.

Both of them were soldiers, and were extremely sensitive to the atmosphere of killing.

"Don't be nervous, it's me, your instructor number 65."

"Why are you here? Weren't you out on a mission?"

Upon hearing the voice of Skull Number 65, Sophia bypassed Griffin and Cyril and asked a question out of curiosity.

"Temporary rest and repairs."

"Then I'll take you back."

"Need not."

Griffin and Cyril heard that the undead soldier in black and red armor was Instructor No. 65.

They exchanged a glance, then simultaneously moved closer to Skeleton Soldier Number 65, flanking him from both sides, their eyes gleaming as they stared at the black and red armor on his body.

This armor is so cool! Not only could a skeleton wear it, but even a living person could wear it.

They were both captivated at first sight.

Moreover, the black and red armor worn by Instructor No. 65 had all its joints specially treated; one look and you could tell it wasn't a bulky suit of armor.

"What are you two doing? You can look, but don't touch things. If you get them dirty, I'll have to clean them when I get home."

Skull #65 felt that Griffin and Cyril had no sense of boundaries. If he didn't know them, he would have beaten them up long ago.

"Instructor No. 65, I didn't expect you to look so handsome in armor. Can I ask you something?"

Cyril looked at the mask on skull number 65 with a fawning expression.

The demon-shaped mask had a great impact, and he liked it very much.

"Wh...what is it? Speak properly, don't look at me like that. Also...I'm not very familiar with either of you."

"Could you please stop touching it?! Ah!!! Your handprints are all over the armor!"

"Instructor No. 65, oh no, I mean Brother No. 65, could you take off your armor and let me wear it?"

Cyril grinned and revealed his little secret.

Such cool armor, he wouldn't rest in peace if he didn't wear it at least once.

"Ahem." Griffin coughed lightly. "Hey, number 65, can I borrow yours for a bit?"

"Don't even dream about it, it's impossible. If you two touch my armor, I'll beat you up."

"Hey 65, don't be so stingy. I'll let you beat me up, how about you lend me your clothes for a bit? I advise you not to push me!"

Don't force me to beg you while clinging to your leg...

Skeleton No. 65 looked helplessly at Sophia.

These two people are shameless. It was too embarrassed to directly beat them up, since they hadn't verbally offended it and simply wanted to borrow its armor.

Sophia was too ashamed to look. Griffin and Cyril were generals of the North, how could they do this?

No matter how beautiful or cool the armor is, one must not forget one's identity as a general.

He lacks the composure one would expect from someone in their thirties.

Chapter 136 He was possessed by an evil spirit

Griffin and Cyril also realized that their behavior was somewhat inappropriate.

Princess Sophia is still here. These two are generals, after all. They can't let Princess Sophia think they are frivolous and not steady enough.

"Ahem... Your Highness... Lady Sophia, it's getting late, we'll head back to the barracks with Instructor No. 65 now."

"Yes, yes, Lady Sophia, please get some rest. We'll be going now."

As soon as they finished speaking, Griffin and Cyril bowed to Sophia, then lifted skeleton number 65 on either side and left the castle.

"What are you doing? I can walk by myself. Sophia, you brat, can you control these two? Can you two please stop touching my armor?"

"Instructor No. 65, we're your soldiers! You can't be so stingy. Just lend us your clothes for a bit, and afterwards, the two of us will use essential oils to pamper your bones. How does that sound?"

Sophia chased after them, telling Griffin and Cyril not to force Instructor No. 65.

Griffin and Cyril responded loudly in agreement.

The two of them did not come to pick up their instructors by carriage tonight.

Back in the hall, Sophia found Anna and Emily staring intently at her.

"What...what do you two want? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Your Highness...we also want that black and red armor from earlier."

"..." Sophia was speechless, but thought Anna and Emily had excellent taste. After all, it was armor personally forged by Lord Distin. "Don't say you want it, I want it too."

"When I have the ability, I'll see if I can invite a master-level dwarven blacksmith to the North to forge a suit of armor like that for you."

That's impossible now.

The North is so poor that no dwarves would be willing to come here to do business or open a blacksmith shop.

In fact, to judge whether a kingdom is powerful, you only need to see if there are any foreign tribes in the kingdom.

The more foreign races a kingdom has, the stronger it is.

Only powerful kingdoms can attract foreign tribes to settle there.

There weren't many foreign races in the capital of the Kingdom of Roland. Occasionally, a foreign race would stay, but they would leave after a short time.

"Your Highness, please pass on to me that cultivation method that can turn a person into a zombie before they die."

Anna pondered for a moment, then smiled at Sophia.

Logically speaking, as a knight, she shouldn't be practicing this kind of technique.

But she is a guardian knight. If she cannot protect the prince in life, she can turn herself into a zombie before she dies and continue to protect him.

"Huh? No... why do you suddenly want to practice the kind of cultivation technique I mentioned? You're my guardian knight, you don't even go to the battlefield..."

Sofia panicked. What did Anna mean by saying that?

Is her life in danger?

"It is precisely because I am His Highness's guardian knight that I must cultivate the kind of magic His Highness spoke of."

If even those close to His Highness are unwilling to practice that kind of technique, how could the soldiers loyal to His Highness dare to practice it?

Besides, if war were to break out, then as His Highness's guardian knight, he would certainly have to go to the battlefield.

Sophia remained silent. That's right. If war really breaks out, the soldiers of the North can go to the battlefield, so why can't her guardian knight go to the battlefield?

Anna, the guardian knight, is alive.

Are the lives of soldiers in the North not lives?

With that thought in mind, Sophia took a deep breath and smiled, "Alright, I'll now pass on to you that cultivation method that can turn a person into a zombie before they die."

"Your Highness, please pass it on to me as well."

Emily spoke with a smile.

She will soon leave the North and travel to various parts of the kingdom. She might use this method of cultivation, which turns one into a zombie before dying, even before Anna does.

It's best if you never need to use it.

Since she's already used it... she wouldn't mind becoming His Highness's zombie.

Sophia smiled at the two of them, and then passed on the cultivation method she used to become a zombie before her death to Anna and Emily.

They were also given a body-strengthening prescription, which they were instructed to use to bathe in the herbs listed in the prescription to enhance their physical strength.

If Anna and Emily ever turn into zombies, let them go to hell and become zombies for Lord Destin.

Being a zombie for Lady Destin is much more promising than being a zombie for her.

After finishing all that, Sofia went back to her bedroom to try and fall asleep.

At the same time, Griffin and Cyril, on their way to the military camp, were still pestering Skull 65, wanting to try on the armor on Skull 65's body.

Skeleton #65 kept refusing.

It was already past nine o'clock, and there were few people on the streets. Occasionally, someone would pass by, and they were all adventurers.

Just as Cyril was still thinking about how to persuade Skeleton 65, Skeleton 65 suddenly stopped and stared straight ahead, the two crimson lights under its mask becoming increasingly deep.

"W-what's wrong, Instructor Number 65?"

Cyril and Griffin glanced at Skull 65 with a puzzled look, then casually followed Skull 65's gaze forward.

Not far ahead of them stood a child of eleven or twelve, staring blankly at the three of them timidly on the moonlit street.

Seeing the expression on the little boy's face, Griffin and Cyril coughed and straightened their uniforms.

The military uniform designed by the designer for Lady Sophia is being made, and the first batch of soldiers to wear it will be soldiers from the 65th Legion.

The military uniforms they are wearing now are the same ones they wore before.

"Little friend, don't be afraid. We are soldiers. Why are you alone on the street so late?"

Cyril glanced at the armor of skull number 65 and figured the child must have been frightened by the style of skull number 65's helmet.

He prepared to go over and comfort the child, to see what was wrong with him, and if the child was lost, he would have to take him home.

Cyril had only taken two steps when Skeleton Number 65 reached out and grabbed him.

He glanced at the hand being held by Skull Number 65. "What's wrong, Instructor Number 65?"

"Can't you tell?"

"Can't...can't you tell anything?"

Upon hearing what Skull Number 65 said, Griffin, who was standing nearby, re-examined the child not far ahead, but he didn't find anything amiss about the child.

I was probably just playing around... and I was heading home when I encountered Skeleton Number 65, who was wearing armor. I was terrified by the demon mask on Skeleton Number 65's head.

"Griffin, can you tell?"

"What did you figure out?"

"Evil spirits."

"?!"

An evil spirit?!

Is that child an evil spirit?

No, the meaning of skull number 65 is that the child is possessed by an evil spirit!

"Does the instructor mean that the child is possessed by an evil spirit?"

"Yes, that evil spirit wants to devour your souls."

"His possession by an evil spirit was originally none of my business, but since that evil spirit wanted to devour both of your souls, I couldn't just stand by and do nothing."

My family always said that when you're out in the world, you have to protect your soldiers.

As soon as he finished speaking, Skull No. 65 transformed into a black and red light and appeared in front of the little boy.

When Cyril and Griffin's gaze fell on Skull Number 65 again, they saw Skull Number 65 pierce the body of the child in front of him with a black and red greatsword...

"Instructor Number 65!"

Cyril and Griffin rushed to the child and saw that his eyes had turned completely black, and his face showed pain. "You're not human...why...why did you...help the living...?"

Skeleton No. 65 did not speak, but silently pulled out the black and red greatsword that had been piercing the child's body.

The moment the black and red greatsword was drawn, the child's eyes, which had turned pure black, returned to normal.

Meanwhile, a ferocious, hissing black mist appeared on the black and red greatsword in the hand of skeleton number 65.

"Burn."