Novel Full Chapter 527: Honeymoon (5)
Chapter 527: Honeymoon (5)
Without further ado, the blue undead walked up to the wagon.
The four zombie horses neighed nervously, feeling a threatening aura of someone with the bane of the undead title, and were hoofing the ground greatly disturbed.
“Up you go~”
Zombie smiled while lifting Cranberry, and put her on the wagon as far away from the frozen crates with the stored fishes prepared by the lizardfolk and the ashen undead knight.
*THUMP*
Then, lightly kicking the ground, he himself got on a cart and shamelessly sit on all the frozen crates as if it was a throne.
“I have been told that you are short on time. Why don’t we go already, then? I would hate it if you were late because of me.”
The blue undead knight turned around to face the unamused ashen undead knight and smirked at her mockingly.
“…not late… I like to be punctual…”
The ashen undead knight frowned even more but in the end, she rolled the paper that she was writing on and put it safely into the pouch at her waist, and explained while going for the wagon too.
As she took her seat she took up the reins and the zombie horses got into a full gallop instantly, without any warning or the need to get a proper start.
“…!”
Cranberry flinched but Zombie was already expecting something like that so he made sure to support the red-haired girl with his hand.
“Khahaha…! Is this a part of you being punctual or do you just want to show off your mounts?”
“…”
Zombie openly laughed but the ashen undead did not respond, completely ignoring him…
The lizardfolk fishermen’s village disappeared behind their back in a flash – which was to be expected, as the zombie horses had no trouble running at their respective peak speed at all times as they could not get tired or had a need for food or water like their alive counterparts.
Both the blue undead knight and the crimson-haired girl were looking at the surroundings passing by with a great speed that couldn’t be surpassed by any human under the high-level realm of strength.
They passed through the village of half-snake people – lamias or nagas, depending on the source – without stopping, and judging by the completely empty road and the villagers looking their way with caution in their reptile eyes.
“…those horses were turned into undead together with me… of course, they will be fast…”
“…ha…?”
“…oh…?
All of a sudden, the ashen undead knight looked away from the road and said towards the surprised Cranberry and Zombie.
“Ha? Wait, is she answering your question only now?”
The red-haired girl was especially surprised and whispered to the blue undead.
“…”
Zombie tilted his head and shrugged his arm indifferently, before looking back up at the back of the ashen undead knight.
“Oh? How did it happen? Funnily enough, me getting turned involved horses too, and a carriage – but I was run over and died – how it was for you?”
The blue undead asked the ashen-skinned one and patiently waited for an answer as they were passing through yet another village – this one was populated by web-weaving half-human half-spider arachnes, some of who even waved at the wagon and got waved back at by the ashen undead knight.
“…I was chased by the Envy family’s people. They already captured my cousin, and the sister of the woman who stole her beauty wanted to look similar at all cost, hence they started targeting me…”
The ashen undead knight revealed, further confirming that her long ears weren’t a trait of undead but of the race, she belonged to before turning into an undead…
“I was working as a courier and it really wasn’t that hard to find me as long as they knew who to ask. They chased me into the night and forced me to choose a treacherous path, including an old bridge at the abandoned part of the Wraths territory. I had to try to go through the bridge or let them take me. I chose the bridge, and it collapsed under us. We fell and we died. Then the system told me I cannot die so it resurrected me. I didn’t have much conscience back then and tried to eat the carcass of my horses, but ended up turning them into my minions. After that, we hunted together. I leveled up and got stronger. Got turned into a unique undead knight… And then the system’s ch…”
It seemed like the ashen undead knight had started to get a hand on talking as she was getting quite into her story, all good until she realized that she started talking about something that she definitely shouldn’t be talking about and shut her mouth, looking as if she wasn’t going to open them again.
“Ah, I see, so you were an elf! Yes, that was easy to guess, not going to lie – you are very pretty.”
Zombie smirked and nodded, trying to make her open up again by showing that he has no interest in the information she let slip – deciding to go and try using the lust-based mindbreak skill on the ashen undead knight since it didn’t seem like she had the rotten brain title, as far as he could tell…
*bump*
…and got kicked in his shin by the pouting, jealous Cranberry scowling at him from her spot…
“…long ago, yes…”
Surprisingly enough, Zombie’s plan worked perfectly as the female undead nodded and tucked back her hair behind her ear revealing a soft smile on her ashen-skinned face.
“…it has been around one hundred years already…”
She added in a melancholic voice.
“…!”
Suddenly Cranberry flinched and started staring at the ashen undead knight in disbelief.
The red-haired girl then lowered her head and furrowed her brows, thinking about something very intently.
“…”
Zombie also furrowed his brow, but he was looking at the girl by his side – he recognized the aura surrounding her.
Cranberry was surely searching through the joint memories of hers and the system overseer, Patience, because something that the ashen undead had said must have sounded familiar.
And the blue undead thought that he knows what it was about – the ashen undead they’ve encountered had to be an essential character, and Cranberry was checking whether she was important for the ending they were aiming for.
So he decided to make the red-haired girl’s search a bit easier…
“Say, I introduced myself already, but you never had a chance to do the same. What’s your name if you don’t mind me asking?”
Zombie inquired in a polite manner while continuously using the lust-based skill since he didn’t receive any system message telling him it’s blocked or ineffective.
“…sure…”
The ashen undead nodded with a surprisingly pleasant expression and straight-up turned around to face Zombie.
…as it turned out, she didn’t have to actually hold the reins to steer the horses, as the undead animals kept to the road without any change whatsoever…
“I had a name before I died, but after the system resurrected me, I stopped carrying about it – and you shouldn’t care about it either.”
The ashen undead said in a playful tone which she definitely was unable to pull off a minute before.
“That… doesn’t really answer my question though…”
Zombie raised his brow, going as far as to start using the overpower on Cranberry’s magic attack stat to bust the effectiveness of the mindbreak skill.
“Tehehe~ aww… thank you~ finally someone is using a lust-based skill on me~ I honestly thought that I would always stay in the doll-like state, since nobody would bother trying to charm an undead~”
“!!!!”
This was the time for Zombie to be the one flinching – he instantly turned off his skills, staring in disbelief at the undead elf whose dark bags under her blue eyes became much lighter and her lips became rosy as if she put on a tasteful light lipstick.
“Relax, friend, I am not your opponent~! On the other hand, I am so grateful that I’ll even tell you why my former name doesn’t matter anymore after I got ressurected~”
The ashen undead giggled and waved her hand dismissively.
“…no way… how in the world did you get here…? You aren’t supposed to be anywhere near this place!”
Cranberry finally raised her head and straight up looked at the ashen undead knight with complete disbelief – but got ignored by both undead knights carefully observing each other.
“After I died, I got resurrected as the physical remnant of the god of chaos, Love~”
The ashen undead revealed, winking and blowing a kiss at the blue undead.