The Extra Wants To Live

"Lord Carl!"

At Milton's voice, Carl came to his senses and straightened his staggering body. His vision was very vague, and he realized he had lost consciousness for a moment.

"A monster is attacking!" Milton spoke urgently.

Carl turned his head in different directions, but his eyesight was so weak that he couldn't make out anything clearly. He could, however, sense that the situation was dire, with an intuition urging him to run in all directions.

"Get in line!" Carl commanded.

"Understood!" the soldiers replied.

The soldiers, who had been hesitating, came to their senses at Carl's shout and formed a line.

They had followed Carl to the center of the courtyard, so they were in a rather awkward position for defense. Carl hid among the soldiers.

As they formed a shield wall, Carl's transcendent resilience and Milton's magic quickly restored his vision.

From his healed eye, rotten pus and blood poured out, and a foul smell filled his nostrils. It was intensely ticklish and painful.

"Indeed."

Despite the pain, Carl remained focused on understanding the situation.

With his vision restored, he could see the monster Milton had mentioned. It was a giant formed from swarming eyeballs bound together by nerves, creating a structural force.

Though only about 3 meters tall, its body was wide enough to support its weight, making it look very strong.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

There were nine such giants, shaking the ground as they came running.

"Master Carl, I saw the corpses being absorbed into that monster's body."

"Corpses?"

"Yes. It seemed like the eyeballs were covering the human corpses that had emerged from the basement of the Yeongju Hall, forming a shape."

Milton, now free from the curse and healing himself, could see it clearly.

"They may have removed the eyes from the disappeared people and preserved their bodies. They could be considered a subspecies of the undead flesh golem."

Carl frowned at Milton's words. In this world, undead usually arise spontaneously.

Necromancy is not a power granted to the living—it is literally the power to deal with death.

Only undead can use necromancy, and even then, they can only attack and weaken one or two people at most.

Furthermore, undead naturally appear in places with strong evil spirits, making it deadly to enter without preparation.

Garten was definitely alive and couldn't use necromancy. However, there wasn't enough time to discuss whether the fraud occurred naturally by gathering corpses.

It was something that needed to be observed for at least five years.

And just in time, Garten's eyeballs were merged into the newly created flesh golem, creating a new monster? There was something Carl didn't understand.

But there was no solution, and they had to overcome the immediate crisis.

Fortunately, the sisterhood of Jaren and Duren were doing well. To be precise, they were being targeted by a golem.

Jaren was surrounded by three golems, and the golems were so powerful and surrounded him on three sides that even he, the master, couldn't escape immediately. The scattered sister groups were each attacked by one golem.

The remaining two golems charged at the Laurel Unit.

A decision had to be made.

"Catherine and Billford, take charge of one golem and tie it up! The other one will be dealt with by the soldiers of the Laurel Corps!"

Catherine and Billford couldn't emit mana outside.

Even if they used mana to gain superhuman strength, there were limits. Simply tying the golem's feet could be fatal. And how were regular soldiers without mana supposed to deal with an undead golem?

"Yes!"

Catherine and Billford answered vigorously and ran towards the golem. Despite their lack of mana, they were not so clumsy as to back down here.

"We will surround the golem! Stand by and move immediately when I give you the signal!"

"Understood!"

Despite their efforts, soldiers without mana couldn't quickly take up positions. They had to hold the golem's foot for at least two more turns.

Carl threw Milton off his back and onto the floor.

"No…!"

Before a horrified Milton could even shout, Carl leaped powerfully in full plate armor, jumping over the soldiers' heads.

Clank!

The sound of steel armor resonated. When he landed on the ground, Carl had already lost his sight. But even without his sight, Carl's keen senses and quick mind told him exactly what to do.

Thud!

Clink!

Carl's new form, having lowered its posture to land, ran at full speed. The sound of the armor spread powerfully, and the red cloak followed like a comet's tail.

The scenery he had seen just before losing his eyesight, the vibrations flowing through the earth, the heavy footsteps he heard, and the unpleasant sounds of flesh tangled together, along with the stench of rotting corpses, all informed his actions.

The flesh golem's stride, its speed of movement, its unsteady upper body movements as it struggled to support its weight, and the length of its arms.

Carl moved with precision.

Step out with his left foot.

Thud!

Step out with his right foot.

Thud!

And then, just half a step away, with unsteady steps.

The gap created with mechanically precise calculations despite losing his eyesight.

Thud.

Since his left foot was forward, it would have been normal for the golem to swing its right arm, but it awkwardly stepped forward as it could not support its heavy body weight.

The upper body was unable to turn in line with the movement of the legs, and the left upper body was thrust forward.

With its overwhelming weight and strength, the golem didn't need to waste time hitting with all its might from an unstable position.

If it even brushed past Carl, he would turn into minced meat, and Carl couldn't see ahead right now. From an awkward stance, he quickly extended his left hand forward.

Carl, having anticipated this, threw himself forward with all his might without a moment's hesitation.

If he made even the slightest misstep, his armor would be crushed and he would turn into minced meat.

Phew!

A huge shock.

The ground trembled, shattered pieces of earth flew in all directions, hitting the armor.

The air was sucked in by the tremendous force, and Carl's body was swept away and staggered. But he had avoided the blow.

The golem's fist passed right next to Carl and struck the ground. Carl's cloak was torn off and flew into the night sky.

"Surround them!"

"Understood!"

The golem's feet stopped. The soldiers, seeing through their blurry vision that Carl had finally stopped the golem's feet, ran forward without fear.

However, soldiers without mana could not quickly take up positions.

They had to hold the golem's foot for at least two more turns.

Carl threw himself to the right without seeing anything. His longsword, with traces of eyeballs and flesh, was hard to distinguish.

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