Rose Princess of Hellrage: Although I got Killed for Political Reasons, I got Revived as the Strongest Undead

Late at night, Adan and Jonas returned to Azit from a secret conversation with Nightpython's liaison.

"You bastards, you're making excuses..."

Adan, who looked indignant, shut the door roughly in frustration.

He brought up an example talisman along with a report on how the mission had failed, but he was so reluctantly misinformed that it couldn't be.

I couldn't wait to be thought of as falling, so I defended myself, but the matter turned out to be somewhat obnoxious. The liaison officer seems to have been willing to bring the story back and talk to him, so maybe he will be whimpered back again later.

"It's more about my next job than that."

"I know. Tomorrow's the best time to get ready."

And that's when. The two heard footsteps approaching the hallway.

And the door to the room is knocked.

"... what? Who? At a time like this."

Adan asks Jonas surprised, whispering. Of course Jonas has no way of knowing.

"Aren't you a neighbor? 'Cause at this hour, you make a big noise and you close the door."

"That's a hassle... hey, it's you. Successfully misled."

"Chip."

Jonas tongued modestly and quickly took off his traveling outfit, often in his everyday appearance.

Then he stands in front of the door and speaks to someone who's been knocking.

"What can I do for you..."

"Curse (Curse Bind)"

"Whoops!?

"… [Unlock (Lockpick)]"

It was almost simultaneous with the fall of Dosari and Jonas and the unlocking of the door on its own.

"... ha!?

Adan raised his voice of consternation.

Impossible was happening.

Jonas, who responded at the door, is falling because he can't move. Beyond that. Opening the door and showing up was a little black-clad figure, hiding outside his eyes, like Ninja in the East.

But you can't go wrong with someone who just got badly eyed a few hours ago. Blonde girl magician. “Dragon's Throat Whistle” Illis. They're the ones who should have failed the raid and fled.

"Hey, why are you here...!

As they fled, they hurried off signs and came back this far down an even more complicated road. I wouldn't have been able to catch up if I hadn't been a quicker armed bandit (sheaf) than the two of us.

"This is just a front-line base...... no, it's a good place to say tortica"

"Ki, you!

"Curse (Curse Bind)"

"Agoo!!

The moment I tried to pull out my sword, Jonas was also rolled. When the girl thought she had used magic, her hands and feet suddenly broke and stopped listening.

Both Adan and Jonas were adventurers at one time. However, I had never heard of "Curse (Curse Bind)".

The vine-colored eyes looked down on the two of them, unable to move, without any emotion.

"I found their nest thanks to chasing you. I've already used it. I'm not expecting any particular harvest, but I'll have any information I know thrown up before I die.

I have no right to remain silent. I'll let you choose between suffering scattered and then dying, or all gelling and dying without suffering.

... "Deadly Poison:"

There was silence of death all around.

That's the hidden room ahead of you entering through the back door of the luxury club Golden Bird in the downtown area of Eltarev.

The room, illuminated by moody lighting, housed a great couch, a golden hobby table and countless liquor shelves.

There are bodies scattered throughout the room.

Subordinate. Caution stick. The whore I was just calling. (Bad) Merchant who came to talk about (...) things (...). Everyone on the spot had been beheaded and killed by the magic of the wind.

Except for middle-management executive Jezon, who is entrusted with the city of Eltarev in the Night Python.

"Who, you... why this place..."

Jezon groaned groaningly as his throat was tightened up by his little hand. The pierced face distorts into agony.

Full-body tattooed and musculoskeletal, the skinhead Jezon is a man who became a burly militant even within the Night Python.

Now, however, he was swept away by only one girl, and stood in the abyss of death.

Jezon's hands and feet were tightened with a 'for play like that' restraint he himself brought in (he's eating into the meat because it's a size for women but he was forced to).

Even in this state it shouldn't be a problem enough to beat one girl up, but the hand (...) tablet (...) is (...) heavy (...) gi (...) and (...) arms are not raised.

Jezon didn't know what he did (there's no way he could get that far with one magic), but he only found himself weakened by intense weakening (debuff) magic.

"I'm the one asking the questions. All you have to do is shut up and answer what you've been asked."

"Ahhh!

The girl said coldly, choosing one eye of Jezon without any hesitation with the knife in her hand.

Jezon was afraid. to a girl of about a third of her own age by virtue of it.

She was a magician, though, concealing her face in an all-body black-crush, albeit bandit (sheaf) appearance. There was a ray of madness in his cold, sitting vine-colored eyes, overlooking Jezon.

- What the hell, this monster...!!

So strong that I don't know what it means, I don't have people's minds. I don't feel any mental stubbornness in harming others.

Even those who live in the back world have finally crossed some training grounds to reach that frontier. But this girl already has.

There was no such thing as a word expressing such a distorted existence other than a 'monster'.

The monster looks around to make sure of something.

"The Count will read the information necessary to follow the upper management from the letters and records left here...... then there are two things that bother me.

Part 1. How did you know “The Dragon's Throat” was hired "

"Huh? Why would you do that? Aah!!

"Answer the question, otherwise don't talk."

The other remaining eye was also decided, and Jezon finally couldn't see anything.

Jezon thought he still wondered why he would ask such a thing in this situation, but had to answer it anyway, and instinctively raised his voice.

"It's me, Wayne the Adventurer Guild Clerk and Dunton the Count Servant!!

I hear there are other insiders in the Count's house, but I don't know that in detail!

"... I see. I knew there was an inside man. The Counts are making separate insiders with the city's nightpython and the former clasp of the rear.

Okay, number two. Was it your decision to target the Dragon's Throat? Or is that an order from above?

"Oh, it's me! I made up my mind! I've been ordered to obstruct the Count, but the way I do it is at my discretion!

"I see."

It didn't look like Jezon, but I felt like the monster laughed.

"So if I kill you, there's no one else who knows the" dragon's throat ”was targeted.

I don't want my members to worry about me stopping me from working. Die because the dead don't have a mouth. "

The morning after I got out of bed and became a ninja. Iris (Rene) had come to the party assignment room.

I've already contracted a request (quest) through my guild. The short training period will also be over and we will begin our activities as full Katherine shadow fighters by noon today. Before that, it was a family (party) group.

"Heh.“ Grieving Princess Rose. "I'd give it two names to a 10-year-old girl, and I'd look up again."

Look at the named arrangement that Deanna brought, Hugh has a sinister face. Benedict is also laying down his ears and stripping his fangs.

"First princess abandoned because of her abomination, hey..."

"He lived without knowing anything, didn't he?

"That's the rumor. Oh, shit."

"It's just this kind of demonstration and worry. I don't even know how to apply mud to the great name and justice of a coup."

The “Dragon's Throat” guys were sympathetic to Rene. The presence of a companion of his age, Iris, may make him sympathetic to René.

Illis (Rene) can read their feelings like that.

Sympathy and pity seemed to stain the area sweetly. I wanted to taste their pity forever.

But it felt like saying, by analogy, no matter how much water I drank, my thirst wouldn't heal.

Put water on the broken cup. But nothing builds up there. It's all already too late. Sympathy and pity are useless sentiments for vengeful ghosts.

"... well, what's Iris doing"

"Oh, this?

To Deanna, who peered in at hand, Illis (Rene) showed a crystal ball.

During work, the personal belongings of Illis (Rene) are also to be kept in this room. This crystal ball is a magic tool removed from it.

Reconnaissance

"Oh, the far-sighted crystal (crystal eye)."

"Yes, for a while I said I would protect the entire castle with a detective inhibition formula, so I thought I'd take a look at the security and all that while I'm at it."

Inside the crystal balls were walls illuminated by the morning sun. A walking post that looks like a night shift stands with sleepy eyes.

"Crystal Eye" is the magic of looking far through crystal balls, as its name suggests. Even so, I don't normally see that far. Most magic is said to consume magic in proportion to the squares of distance when the range is extended. "Farsighted crystal (crystal eye)" was also mostly not leaked, and the main use was to safely scout short distances.

"I don't think it's funny to look at it."

"Oh, we hear about attitude too... hey, where are you showing it?"

"Wow, I made a mistake!

The moment he took his eyes off the crystal ball in response to Deanna, Iris (Rene) misrepresented the operation and deflected his point of view at once.

It was in a shady, dim room there. Sounds like a room in a collective home but too killer landscape. Two men had fallen in a room with almost no furniture-like furniture.

"Come on, show me something else. Peeping is a hobby... evil..."

Say it, Hugh shuts his mouth.

The men in the crystal balls were obviously dead.

The skin is discolored to black and purple, and breathless with a strangely distressed expression of a demonic statue made by a disgruntled sculptor.

"What... what the hell?"

"What, have you seen the guys you're dating?

"Not... hey look"

All three but Illis (Rene) peek into the crystal.

Deanna breathed.

"He's dead...!

"Iris, where are we?"

"Now I'm going to move it a little and look around. I think it's near the castle."

"Hey, give this story to the Count..."

Benedict left the room in a panic.