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

Hilberto II's coup d 'état was successful in mounting the support of four of the five major powers, with the exception of the Gilleshhattar Confederation.

The kingdom of Noaculio would have been the greatest feat of all. Geographically adjacent Noaculio promised Hilberto a march at a time of need to gather troops at the border. By this the Hordes went down to Hilberto to strike an avalanche. In other words, the kingdom of Noaculio should perish.

The Kanis Empire had promised to march in the same way, but sometimes they were a little apart, saying this and not showing any movement. But if Kanis, the strongest of the Five Powers in pure military power, were to be behind it, Hilberto would have been a great help in persuading the lords.

In other words, the Canis Empire should perish.

The Holy Kingdom of Diletta promised 'approval as a nation' and people (...) ways (...) branches (...) support (...) for the new regime.

In Diletta exists the "Grand Priory", the center of the Great Divine Faith. This was supposed to be an independent body from the country, but was essentially half-fluxed with the government of the Holy Kingdom. And the Great Hall of Sacrifice has certified the "Orthodox Power to Fight Evil Gods" to the governments of all nations.

Approval by Diretta is almost equal to being recognized by the Grand Sacrifice. Well, it is very rare for the Grand Priest not to certify, but when there is civil unrest or a coup d 'état, it often determines how things look. Smooth certification there would have been a bounce for Hilberto's new administration.

Humanitarian aid remains, they say, charitable work through the temple during the period of turmoil following the transition to power. Even humanitarian aid is nominal, but the truth is material and financial support for the new regime in times of chaos.

Then again, the Holy Kingdom of Diletta should perish.

And the Republic of Faraiya sometimes did not align its parliamentary footprint, remaining in modest cooperation with funding from confidential costs and sending small task forces.

But.

The dispatched task force had that 'role bastard' who coached the knights to 'torture'.

Even with just one point of it, René regarded the Republic of Faraiya as an enemy only worthy of Baidu's doom.

A monk's garment, which has become like a blur cut, is strung against the wall by scattered flesh.

In front of her, Panilla (Rene) held her head and nodded as she slammed against the floor.

"Wow... I'm all right now, I'm all right now, wow, I'm... yeah, yeah... I'm... hiccup, I'm all right..."

Panilla (Rene) cried as she squeaked her face.

Instead of the dinner I had at the corner, I threw up enough to spit it back up to my stomach fluids.

Repeat the same words, like a spell or a bullshit, like a broken robot.

Like a peek into a dark kaleidoscope, dark memories touch my head.

Pain, fear, anger and despair felt. Panilla (Rene) experienced it all.

Panilla (Rene) felt like she had heard a heartbeat.

- No... if you stay still... it'll all be over...

I didn't use curse magic, but if I smell so much blood, I'll be noticed by the nose of the Holy Beast.

So we have to do something soon.

But I'm scared, sad, and I can't move my body.

"……" White wash white (laundry): …! "

He raised his voice to squeeze and used magic.

The swirling water flows from Panilla's hand.

The 'evidence obliteration' magic that secretly washes up whatever the subject is in clothes, in bed or on the wall.

But that was the limit.

"Huh... Huh...!

L (...) Ne (...) looked up.

Take a rough breath, even though it's already an unnecessary body to breathe.

Silver thread-like hair drips away. The body does not already belong to Panilla. She is turning to the silver-eyed girl with silver hair. It's a Revenant form.

Being exposed to extreme terror had left Rene in a natural and combat posture (undead).

But the undead made Rene's heart just a little more at ease. I could barely connect and stop the threads of my spirit.

No need to sleep, eat or breathe without getting tired. Bloodless bodies (depending on the form) do not have body temperature, have dull tactile sensations, and do not experience pain due to physical damage. If you become a spiritual body, you open up even from the weight of the flesh, and you see the world by magic perception, not by five senses.

The body of the undead is too different from the human being 'the feeling of being'. So I could feel the wounds I received when I was human as far away.

René roughly touched his shoulder. It's not like earlier. The undead flesh has a dull sensation.

Rene in possession also becomes subject to possession. For the fragile human flesh the world is full of vivid irritation. That sometimes brings inspiration, but sometimes...

The dean just grabbed his shoulder. Even so, René was evoked by the horror and humiliation engraved deep in his heart.

The situation was too consistent with Rene's memory.

A living hell of a denial of all your dignity as a person. Memories of abusive play in the name of 'torture' and.

- Also... I missaw my weakness...

Rene was just a hurtful girl who only gained mighty power by the protection (cheat) of the evil gods.

This time I should have known. You were supposed to hear what was going on in this orphanage. I expected to be able to deal with it calmly.

I didn't think one sacred magic could terrorize someone who couldn't use it.

But I don't have time to regret that mistake for a long time.

We immediately blocked the signs, but we also don't know if the Holy Beast sensed the moment Rene undead. Then it's a battle against time.

Kill Viscount McGregor and escape. Once the information gathering has been interrupted, Tracy will also collect it just in case. For that, too, we have to get up.

The teeth are... already eaten up.

The fist...... already gripped.

So Rene smeared her heart with anger. I anointed fear and pain with anger, and stood up.

Never forgive those who hurt themselves. Absolutely hunting down the haters in an attempt to escape to the end of the world.

I folded and pulled the call mark (Kohler) I had out of my clothes pocket, and Rene activated it.

"Tracy, change of plans. They may have noticed.

... I wonder if you could strike a hand to mislead the nose of the Divine Beast and retreat immediately to join us. Use the Silver Mirror Mask too. "

It takes a price to get a life.

For Eunice, that was a simple story.

The dean said that the only money we could get from the temple would not put everyone's life on their feet.

I told Eunice there was something she could do.

At first I was counting Viscount McGregor's visits so as to resist something.

But Eunice stopped counting from around 20 times.

That became Eunice's routine.

I'm used to it, it's hard to say. I really don't like it. Anyway, because Viscount McGregor is clearly the worst category as a person.

Still, I thought it would be nice if I could protect all my children at my own expense.

- But I'm already... leaving this orphanage.

Only adults can stay in orphanages.

That doesn't change even Eunice, the orphanage's 'earner head'.

I wasn't held back.

Even if Eunice is gone, she will have as much money as she wants.

- I've been working so hard until today to... "If I'm gonna be alone," can you just abandon the rest of us and go somewhere?

Eunice kept getting lost.

Realistic thought that you shouldn't be able to take care of it forever.

Moratorium thinking about wanting to help everyone even if it's only a forwarding of the problem.

The thought solidified when I heard about Viscount McGregor coming tomorrow.

- I don't know if you'll listen to me, but again, let's tell the dean.

Don't do this anymore...

I'll work and make donations for everyone, so stop making me do that...

Before bedtime, Eunice turned to the dean's office.

My legs felt strangely heavy.

But I heard a child crying from behind the hallway, and Eunice stopped once more.

- Is anybody there? Girl......? No way!?

Desperate possibilities. Eunice was' mentored 'by the Dean the evening before he first received Viscount McGregor.

I thought the other kids would be fine until I left. But maybe it was just a long idea.

Eunice hung up.

The cry stopped at some point.

I jumped at the dean's office door. Doesn't open.

"Doctor! Are you there?!? Is there someone with you?

Throwing a desperate voice through the door, there was a slight response.

"... I'm the only one here, Eunice."

"Panilla!? I thought I heard you crying..."

"It's okay."

"Panilla, your voice..."

"I'm just feeling a little cold"

I asserted Panilla in the way she spoke, but Eunice thought her voice was a little strange.

Even if you subtract it from being over the door, it's a little different. I feel like Panilla had a lower voice like more plundered.

That said, if so, who would fool Panilla's name here to imitate her voice, etc. Does it just sound unusual because of the tears?

Eunice didn't care any more, even though she felt uncomfortable. It's more important now than ever.

"Where's the dean?

"I don't know. I just left."

"Huh? Well, yes... ok. More than that, I was wondering if you could open this place up."

Thinking calmly, something was odd.

If the dean isn't here, why is the key to the room closed from the inside?

I wonder why Panilla is the only one in the room.

I wonder why Panilla was crying.

"... you're strong, Eunice. I envied you just a little bit."

"Huh...?

I heard a voice through the door from right around the corner, and I made a noise and the key opened.

Eunice opened it with momentum that almost kicked through the door.

There was no panilla, no dean.

"Panilla......?

The curtains flutter into the universe.

The windows were open and the cold night breeze blew in, and still only a faint smell of blood remained that could not be paid for.