Chapter 5

It was a sunny and pleasant day, and Dagornit sat in his somewhat damp castle, enjoying this blissful moment.

Dagornit was a typical Briton, with blond hair and blue eyes, but his features were not particularly attractive, giving him a somewhat comical appearance. However, as one of King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table, he held a transcendent status in all of Britain, bearing the title of Sir and owning his own castle. Compared to the other Knights of the Round Table, his reputation was not very good, as he liked to scare off his opponents by shouting loudly on the tournament grounds. One time, he inadvertently made King Arthur laugh, and Arthur jokingly called him a clown.

Despite being naturally timid and only able to bully others by relying on his position, Dagornit managed to become a Knight of the Round Table and gain various honors. This was all thanks to his keen eye for recognizing the right person to follow. From the very beginning, he had been by King Arthur's side. Additionally, he was skilled at flattering and performing in front of King Arthur, which made him a knight that Arthur considered to be very loyal.

However, Dagornit still harbored some resentment towards King Arthur calling him a clown. Wasn't this completely destroying the good image he had painstakingly built up?

His rare moment of leisure was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps. A soldier rushed in, somewhat panicked, and shouted, "Report, Sir! A rebellion has broken out in the south of Bedford!"

"Rebellion?" Dagornit was taken aback. Bedford was at the easternmost end of his territory, but the idea of a rebellion there was simply absurd. Under King Arthur's leadership, the people's lives were much better than they had been ten years ago. Which farmer with a sound mind would follow the schemers and ambitious people to rebel?

The soldier quickly reported, "Yes, the rebellion started yesterday evening. The scouts rushed back to report it. It's said that the small town in the south of Bedford has been completely occupied by the rebels!"

Realizing the severity of the situation, he suddenly had a premonition that this rebellion would be a good opportunity for him to prove himself!

With this thought, Dagornit immediately said with great confidence, "This is quite audacious! Under King Arthur's rule, there are such arrogant people. As a Knight of the Round Table, I, Dagornit, will deal with these people. Quickly, order all the soldiers to follow me to the Bedford region to suppress the rebels!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dagornit returned to his room, put on his knight's armor, and looked extremely satisfied, as if he had already won the battle before it even began.

At the same time, in the Bedford region, the instigator of the so-called "rebellion," Loki, was looking at the nearly thousand-strong horde of zombies under his command, and couldn't help but frown, appearing somewhat dissatisfied.

Overall, his plan to create a zombie army was proceeding quite smoothly. After arriving at the small town where Michelle lived yesterday evening, he quickly controlled the few zombies he had and cleared the entire town. Ordinary farmers and merchants had no resistance against zombies that were not restrained by physical strength, and soon they all became part of his army.

However, Loki soon discovered something he hadn't anticipated: the population of the entire town was extremely sparse. There were only about a hundred people living in the town, and even if you included the scattered farmers around the town, the entire area had only about two hundred people.

This low population density made Loki suspect that the system mentioned by Reimu had deliberately done this. Clearly, the system understood the nature of zombies and wanted to prevent a zombie horde from forming at the source.

In addition to the issue of the number of zombies, Loki also noticed some unreasonable aspects of this world, such as the soldiers of King Arthur. Typically, soldiers' strength and combat skills would far exceed those of ordinary people. However, in Loki's experience, he had never seen soldiers who could tear zombies apart with their bare hands, except in the special anti-Japanese dramas of the Great Heavenly Dynasty.

Due to underestimating these soldiers, he lost over twenty low-level zombies. If he was not mistaken, this was because he had chosen the Hell difficulty, which resulted in all combat units in this world being strengthened to varying degrees.

Seeing this, Loki couldn't help but think of the bandits he had encountered at the beginning. If he hadn't already been resurrected as a zombie, his real-world otaku body would likely have been killed by those bandits the moment he stepped out. Indeed, the Hell difficulty was not to be underestimated. Even as a demon lord, he had to be cautious to ensure his safety.

Therefore, for these soldiers with limited tactical skills but great physical strength, ambushes were clearly more effective. By setting up ambushes in hidden places along the way and using the British girls he had bitten to lure the soldiers with their beauty, Loki didn't have to spend much effort to convert these unscientific soldiers into zombies under his command.

Although it was troublesome, these soldier zombies were indeed stronger after being infected. Loki compared his strength and found that he was slightly inferior. Of course, these originally unskilled soldiers, after becoming zombies, were even more stupid and only had strength. If they faced Loki, they would only end up being beaten down.

At this point, Loki, leading his horde of zombies, had finally increased their numbers to the thousands. From a distance, they looked quite formidable.

"So, where should we go next to continue our sweep?"

Loki frowned, thinking that without a substantial number of zombies, he had no reason to approach King Arthur, as that would only lead to certain death.

"Gururururururururururu."

At this moment, a female zombie beside Loki made a sound unique to zombies.

"Oh? You mean there's another castle of a Knight of the Round Table in that direction? And below the castle is a small town with nearly a thousand residents?"

Loki immediately looked at the female zombie with interest. If he remembered correctly, this zombie's father was the mayor of a small town, and she was a well-known beauty in the area, named Leanna. As a beauty, she had been engaged to a noble from a nearby city and was about to get married.

However, now she had been directly infected by him and had become a secondary zombie with some intelligence. In addition to her, out of the demon lord's whims, all the beauties in the area had been personally bitten by Loki and infected into secondary zombies. As a demon lord, it wouldn't be right not to have a squad of beautiful guards.

Moreover, Loki had an unexpected discovery: these British beauties, once infected, only had pale skin if the bloodstains on their faces were cleaned off. If it weren't for their slow movements and inability to speak, you wouldn't think they were zombies at all!

"Then let's go in that direction! I also want to see the abilities of the Knights of the Round Table." After a moment's thought, Loki smiled and said.

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