The Villainess and I, her Zombie

Chapter 525: Honeymoon (3)

“Ah, I see, so this place was created around the plan of trading with humans. Good idea, in these regions there aren’t many bodies of water so the supply of fish is rather scarce. That could really work.”

Zombie nodded with Cranberry sitting on his lap was listening in closely while munching on the food the lizardfolk have offered the two of them.

“Humans are tricky creatures. Do you know? Even if the alliance between the Fruit Salad and the future monster kingdom will be forged, it doesn’t mean that all humans will instantly become open-minded about monsters, even as intelligent as you all.”

Zombie pointed out while looking around the inn where various lizardfolk gathered to catch a glimpse of the newly arrived undead knight who had a human pet with him.

“Yeah… that’s not surprising – whether it be humans or monsters there always will be some fishes amongst the stored haul…”

The teal-scaled Plum nodded his head and waved at the pink-scaled bartender to pour him another mug.

“…”

Zombie raised his brows but didn’t comment – there ought to be differences in commonly used phrases when the culture is different after all.

“…m-master…”

“…yes…?”

The red-haired girl on his lap fidgeted, though, and looked up at him until the blue undead leaned down so that she could whisper into his ear.

“Lizardfolk lay eggs, bad egg or rotten egg is considered a very sad and even tragic thing because it means that the embryo is dead, the bad egg is also a grave insult that they will not forgive if someone calls them that. The diet of the lizardfolk consists mainly of fish, and the rotten fish also smells awful, so that’s where their version of the saying comes from.”

Cranberry explained before returning to her meal.

“Khaha…!”

Zombie giggled and burrowed his face in the red-haired villainess hair, amused that she couldn’t resist the urge to explain things to him.

Even in the first playthrough, Cranberry liked sharing her knowledge with others, but after mixing with Patience, that liking changed into a powerful urge there was no chance of fighting against.

…and the blue undead knight just so happened to find it very adorable…

So he ended up hugging her too.

“!!!!”

With his face against her head, Zombie noticed that few of the lizardfolk look away in distress.

Like, they were not embarrassed but actually disturbed about something…

Then, he looked down at the really, really embarrassed girl, with her face bright pink – unable to continue her meal.

“…ah…!”

He gaped in realization and looked up at the worried lizardfolk.

“No, no. Don’t worry, I’m not going to eat her right here or anything.”

“…whew…”

Zombie assured the other patrons in the inn and they all stopped holding their breaths at the same time.

“That has to wait for later.”

“!!!!!!!”

The blue undead knight added and leaned down, casually licking off a crumb of crust from the corner of the girl’s lips, causing her to basically melt on his lap, leaning on his chest with a pouting expression.

“I’m sorry. All jokes aside. So you are basically saying that if humans actually arrived here then you wouldn’t mind starting a trade with them?”

Zombie patted Cranberry’s head apologetically and looked between Plum, Pear, and every other lizardfolk currently at the inn.

“Well, as long as they wouldn’t attack us first or didn’t try to steal our stuff – sure. To tell the truth, most of us were selected as the settlers because neither of us held any grudge against the other races.”

Plum nodded and explained.

“I don’t hope you don’t find that, troublesome…”

The teal-scaled lizardfolk added, looking at the blue undead over his mug.

“Not at all, on the contrary, I find it very interesting. If that’s the case I might bring some of her friends later on, after I’ll check the monster city.”

Zombie smiled, still holding Cranberry close but not bothering her anymore while she was finishing her meal.

“You have more human pets…?”

The pink-scaled bartender behind the counter gasped and exclaimed in awe.

“A few of them, yes. I just find it really amusing that normally is the necromancer and mages who keep creatures of my kind as their pets, but in my case, it’s the other way around.”

The blue undead knight smiled magnanimously and shrugged as if it was nothing that impressive, which in turn made him look many times more impressive.

“Speaking of which, if you don’t mind me saying that, you seem for different from the undead that anyone here has heard about…”

Plum asked curiously while playing around with his half-empty mug.

Once he voiced that question, nearly all the other lizardfolk went silent, eager to hear the reason for the unusual calmness and classy behavior of the undead monster whose kind was known for being particularly violent and ruthless.

“Oh, the answer is pretty simple actually, I’m a unique monster, that’s all.”

Zombie shrugged without much interest in the subject while the murmur of understanding resounded thorough the whole inn.

“Ohh…! You are one of those, too!”

Plum gasped and nodded as everyone there knew the Ceaseless Spawner, who was supposed to be a unique lizardfolk, believe it or not, so actually seeing a unique undead acting all kind and friendly was actually quite reasonable in comparison to endlessly growing subordinate creatures out of one’s head…

“Oh? Do you have a unique monster in your village?”

The blue undead acted all interested and intrigues even though he had already killed the very creature the villagers were talking about.

“Not really in the village – a unique lizardfolk had been put in charge of guarding the outpost that I mentioned before.”

Plum explained.

“I see. So that lizardfolk will be throne whom should I ask for a guide?”

Zombie asked curiously…

…bust just as he did, he also blinked…

As an undead Zombie didn’t have to do many things, for example, he didn’t have to breathe and most certainly didn’t have to blink.

He only did so to hide the pale blue light of the mindbreak skill that he used on all of the lizardfolk who had their eyes glued to him.

“You know what…? About that guide… we should not bother the guards at the outpost, after all. They already have more on their plate than they can handle.”

Plum, who this time didn’t have the luck of escaping the power of the lust-based skill, frowned and spoke in a roundabout way while staring at his mug.

“What are you suggesting then? It’s completely okay for you to point me in the right direction and I’ll be off.”

The blue undead knight said while cuddling up close to the red-haired girl who just finished eating and nested herself on his lap more comfortably.

“You see since you have that pet of yours with you, you might want to consider using a different means of transport – for example, a certain undead is traveling back and forth between the villages and outposts every day before passing all the cargo to a wyvern raider that carries it back to the monster city. You know, that undead isn’t nearly as eloquent as you are, but it sometimes agrees to take passengers on their cart.”

Plum explained while swaying from right to left.

“If you want, I could have a word with them and convince them to take both of you – maybe not as far as the monster city itself because as far as I know the wyvern raider refuses to carry anything that’s still alive, but it will at least get you a nice chunk of the way there…”

The teal-scaled lizard said, looking up at the blue undead knight.

“Kind sir Plum – I would be very grateful if you would do that for me.”

Zombie smiled brightly and lowered his head to the slightly drunk lizardfolk.