The Villainess and I, her Zombie

Chapter 528: Honeymoon (6)

“Wait, you are the remnant of Love? Then what about Claymore?”

Zombie frowned and glared at the smiling ashen undead.

“Ha…?”

The one who responded to him was the red-haired Cranberry next to him – and she was somehow even more confused than when she realized who the ashen undead really was.

“Wait, did you think that Claymore was a remnant of a god? That’s not how it works at all! They are a capture target – and no capture target can be a remnant, that would make no sense considering the nature of the special secret questline connecting the two roles!”

Cranberry complained in disbelief, shaking her head at the carelessness of the blue undead knight.

“Oh…? You two seem to be confused about completely different things than I expected you to be… a remnant of a god is quite strong you know? Aren’t you worried about traveling with me?”

The ashen undead tilted her head and asked in a cutesy voice that has fit her surprisingly well.

“Not really? I mean, I already got two other remnants as my subjects already?”

“…eh…?”

The blue undead knight shrugged his shoulders dismissively and revealed one of his secrets offhandedly, causing quite the shock to the ashen undead knight.

“Wait… so you are an undead who possess a lust-based skill AND you already have subjects – remnants of the fallen gods to boot – even though you aren’t a lord?”

She gasped, wide-eyed.

“Amongst other things.”

“Ah…! I… I see…”

Zombie leaned back on the crates with a pure evil smirk that made the ashen undead move back and turn away back to the road, all timid and intimidated.

In the time of their conversation their wagon bolted through yet another village – this time full of curious harpies – and were closing in on another outpost, looking almost identical to the one that Zombie took over a day before – with the obvious lack of the Ceaseless Spawner and their amalgamations.

“…”

The ashen undead knight pulled on the reins and pulled over towards the fort.

“Wait a bit, two of those are actually for the soldiers here.”

The ashen undead knight raised her hand apologetically before jumping off the wagon.

She then hurriedly grabbed the two crates with frozen fish and carried them to the gate.

Before she even get close enough to be able to knock on it though, the gate opened wide and two four-armed humanoid monsters – tetra arms – came out to greet her.

The ashen knight didn’t seem to keen on going with them but in the end, the gate closed behind the three of them, leaving the blue undead and the red-haired girl together on the wagon, while the four zombie horses were neighing and nervously hoofing the ground while cautiously looking back at blue undead knight whom they felt an outrageously imposing aura emanating from.

“Master, allow me…”

“…?”

All of a sudden, as the blue undead was observing the fort with his eyes glowing murky red, Cranberry spoke up in a bashful voice and moved from her spot right on his lap…

…which honestly had to be quite cold since he was an undead wearing a plate armor, sitting on basic boxes with ice…

“…”

Zombie was about to ask her why was she putting up an act even though the ashen undead knight wasn’t there, but then he realized that since the zombie horses were together with the ashen knight since she turned into an undead, they could not be just some mindless creatures and at least had a way to communicate with their master.

In the end, it was necessary to continue keeping up their act.

“My, my. What a needy pet.”

In response to Cranberry’s action, Zombie went ahead and hugged her, burrowing his face in her hair…

“…what is the problem…?”

…so he could easily whisper in her ear without having to raise his voice and risk getting overheard…

“Do not get fooled. She actually is the remnant of the god of chaos, Love, but remember how the other remnant were before you made them your subjects.”

The red-haired girl pointed out in a cautious voice.

“They tried to kill me. No exception.”

Zombie smirked and answered lightheartedly.

“Exactly. But now, our situation is even worse. That undead elf has already outed herself as someone working for the church – we need to be extra careful around her…”

Cranberry didn’t share his easygoing feeling and declared while subconsciously reaching for Zombie’s abs hidden under the jet-black armor.

“You think that she went inside the outpost so that she could send out a warning to the church of the system’s faith people?”

The blue undead murmured while playfully tracing the line of the girl’s spine through her clothes with his finger.

“Haa… yes, that’s very likely the case. You using the mindbreak skill was a back idea… I believe that I told you before to never use the sin-exclusive skills against others.”

The red-haired girl sighed and complained raising her arms end coiling them around Zombie’s beck before she started nuzzling against his neck.

“No. I clearly remember you saying that I should be careful with using the sin-based skill on avatars of sin because they are quite overpowered and I can get punished if my skills are of lower level than theirs.”

Zombie smirked and lightly shook his head before poking the girl’s side.

“It’s very similar with the remnants, only that they will power up if you use weaker level sin-based skill on them instead of putting debuffs on the attacker.”

Cranberry glance back at the fort explaining with unease.

“Well, for me it just seems like the tetra arms went and asked our courier for help since one of their troops is about to turn into a sigil monster.

Zombie laughed it off and patted the girl’s head in reassurance while watching the life signatures of every living monster in the fort.

“Wait, what?”

The red-haired girl flinched and pulled away from the blue undead knight, with the absolutely confused face.

“Oh, I imagine that the monster’s there think that she can do something about it before it will get out of con- ah. Too late.”

“…ha…?”

Zombie shrugged his shoulders while carefully observing a particular life signature that was pulling a staggering amount of mana out of the thin air… and ended up transforming into a different, higher-ranked creature…

*BOOOOOOOOOM*

The explosion shook the earth and scared the zombie horses, but not enough to make the move from the spot that the ashen undead has left them by.

“Oh-ho!”

Zombie’s smile blossomed into a grin when a large monster suddenly raised over the outpost’s wall.

The new sigil monster was only half of the size of the sigil Gorut they killed in the debris of the Durian’s mansion, but the aura surrounding it seemed far more violent, and condensed.

As if his frame was holding up far more energy than it ever should be able to withstand.

The creature keeping its humanoid shape rose to imposing size, but instead of having four arms, it had six now, as well as two sets of horns – one goat-like growing out from its forehead – on both sides of the sigil burning brightly in the middle of the – and the other like a ram, growing out in a spiral fashion from both sides of his head,