Episode 212 Festival Night (7)
[…] … Did he, did he have a younger sister?]
No way.
There are no women in his family. daughter is not born
Since the disappearance of their only daughter a long time ago, the family has treasured their daughter as if it were cursed.
But what was that woman in front of me right now?
A female student cooking while wearing a witch’s costume.
Fair skin, sharp nose, thin jawline, deep eyes and full eyelashes. In addition, the slightly frowning impression shows the pinnacle of decadent beauty.
In addition, looking at his hair black like the night sky and red eyes shining like rubies, it was as if he had come back to life.
… … If she hadn’t been the only woman, she might have believed that in fact she was.
[Blood and blood? But other than that, I can’t explain it. What happened after that night in the sea of alternative waters… … .]
The Corpse Queen murmured softly.
Obviously, starting with ‘one day’, I cut all ties with everything in the world.
This is because in order to sink deep into the abyss of the black magic, all the strings connected to the ground must be cut and the body heavy.
So she didn’t know. Information related to him after ‘one day’.
Furthermore.
‘Stop thinking about it.’
Even the existence of ‘it’ that prevents the Corpse Queen from being able to think clearly.
… sticky!
The Corpse Queen lost her balance at the moment of impact, as if a large, thick awl had pierced her skull.
If you think deeply, your brain will be restricted right away.
Terrible headaches were kicking his half-dead, half-living brain.
‘Stop thinking about the pain in your head. I’ll do all those things for you.’
The devil whispers in your ear. It seduces people to shake off complex thoughts and worries and respond only to simple stimuli in front of them.
Awesome!
The Corpse Queen gritted her teeth.
[…] … i am not a corpse You can make your own thoughts and judgments. It is not a puppet that moves only by your will.]
At that, the voice in my ear stopped for a moment. ‘It’ will keep its mouth shut.
‘… … .’
The Corpse Queen gritted her teeth and covered her ears.
[Did I say that? What I hand over to you is only half of the day.]
‘… … .’
[And to fulfill the terms of the contract, I have to go to that tavern now. Don’t forget why I signed a contract with you.]
Then ‘it’ whispered again in a sweet voice.
‘of course. So you found your brother. With my ‘ability’.’
The Corpse Queen heard that and turned her head to look to the side.
Geronto. A wizard who turned into a lich. A girl who would have turned sixteen this year if he had been alive.
The Corpse Queen opened her mouth.
[You know well, your ability. It’s a mysterious ability that ‘allows you to meet the person you want to meet’. but… … You know there’s another person I’ve been looking for besides my brother, right?]
‘… … .’
[The biggest reason I accepted your contract offer was to find his body. But you couldn’t find it in the end. Even though I’ve searched all over the Red and Black Mountains for the past two years.]
‘… … .’
[And now, I don’t know if it’s because of your strength or if this is my destiny, but once again I caught that guy’s clue. When I go there, I feel like I can know everything.]
‘… … .’
[So don’t stop.]
The Corpse Queen was the first to resist the voice of ‘it’.
This is possible because the corpse queen and ‘it’ are not in a master-servant relationship or a unilateral contract relationship, but in a bilateral contract relationship. It was quite different.
But ‘it’ continued to speak to the Corpse Queen.
‘Dangerous. It smells dangerous.’
[…] … what?]
‘I feel an ominous energy in that tavern. The disgusting smell unique to demon hunters vibrates.’
It seems that Geronto, who is next to the Corpse Queen, is also feeling it.
The Corpse Queen thought for a moment when she saw Geronto nod.
‘But why a demon hunter at this point? What the hell is going on while I’m sleeping half the day?’
‘It’ was still holding back the Corpse Queen.
While the Corpse Queen only lives half a day, ‘it’ also only lives half a day.
The Corpse Queen gritted her teeth.
[I came prepared. The true identity of your anxiety is probably the ‘Night Hound’, I will meet him and take off the mask myself. And the identity of that woman.]
Then ‘it’ shuts up and doesn’t say anything for a while.
The moment the Corpse Queen is about to take a step forward.
‘There’s not much time left.’
“It” opened its mouth.
‘It’s midnight. After midnight, this body is mine… … .’
[…] … That’s enough.]
The Corpse Queen stopped talking.
‘It’ also said nothing, perhaps because it judged that further conversation was meaningless.
Caw-
A crow flies through the festive cherry blossom rain with an ominous sound.
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[…] … .]
The Corpse Queen’s eyes soon calmed down.
She stopped thinking and let her instincts lead her.
Now it’s time to clear up all the confusion.
The moment the Corpse Queen is about to take a step forward.
“Waaaaaagh! You are so pretty!”
“Who the hell is that witch!”
“Not sister! Brother!”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Sister, please take a look here!”
“Witch! Cast a spell on me too!”
“i love you! One drink, please!”
A large crowd suddenly rushes into the Newspaper Club’s pub.
… click! … click! … click! … click!
Mana screenshot flashes exploding from all sides.
The Corpse Queen suddenly got caught up in the huge crowd.
He was pressed so hard that his cheeks popped out of the skull mask like bread crumbs.
[…] … This, these.]
The Corpse Queen slowly raised her mana.
I was thinking of getting rid of everything that bothered me and moving forward.
Just like it always has been.
but.
… chin!
Did you notice the sign of an unusual change? There was a step blocking the way of the Corpse Queen.
“stop.”
Bianca. It was her.
Kdak-
The Corpse Queen’s eyebrows moved.
‘The bitch who couldn’t even open his mouth properly before?’
What is it that is blocking your path right now?
However, Bianca stood in the way of the Corpse Queen with her shivering body.
“I understand how you feel, but that’s it.”
[?]
understand how you feel How dare my bitch understand?
When the Corpse Queen is about to open her mouth and say something.
Bianca was the first to speak.
“The fan spirit ends here. You have to keep the line.”
[??]
“No matter how pretty the child is. Can I do that while raising the mana? Are we doing this because we are not mana users?”
[???]
The Corpse Queen put on a dazed expression behind her mask for a moment.
Then another face popped out from Bianca’s side.
A girl with gray hair and sleepy eyes. It was Sinclair.
“that’s right. How about meeting our witch Johnan? I mean, only our aides can do it.”
What these chicks were talking about, the Corpse Queen couldn’t understand at all.
[…] … Are these gore-like things crazy?]
“Mommy- a lump of blood? Just looking at them, they look like our age, but when they talk, they sound like someone who came out of a coffin.”
“Sisters. Leave it alone and leave~ Or take a number and wait.”
Bianca and Sinclair teamed up to stop the Corpse Queen.
In the end, the Corpse Queen had no choice but to reveal her power.
Tsutsutsutsutsutsu… …
Bianca and Sinclair’s expressions changed dramatically as she raised the black mana and emitted a shady aura.
‘Black magician!?’
Even in the empire, they are classified as first-class dangerous people.
Warlocks, who are subject to careful management, are generally identified as those who eat the rust of the state and operate only under control.
However, the woman in the skull mask in front of her was suspicious to anyone.
perhaps… … It occurred to me that perhaps those countless bones on the face and body might not be a simple cosplay.
“… … !”
“… … !”
Bianca and Sinclair’s faces go white.
No matter how elite they are in representing cold and hot weapons donations, there is no way they can handle the momentum of the corpse queen, a newcomer who has just finished her first year midterm exams.
Right then.
… chin!
In addition to Bianca and Sinclair, there was another footstep blocking the Corpse Queen’s way.
A black coat, studded boots, chains and daggers hanging all over the body.
And crucially, even the plague doctor mask covering the face.
“… … Who are you, are you messing around at someone else’s business?”
It was the appearance of the night hound.
