Revenge of the Iron-blooded Sword Hound

Chapter 212



Chapter 212

Chapter 212

[Translator – Clara]

[Proofreader – Lucky]

Chapter 212 Night of the Festival (7)

[...Does that guy have a younger sister?!]

That can’t be true.

There is no woman in that guy’s household. No daughter was born.

Since the only daughter vanished a long time ago, it appeared that the family was cursed and lost its daughter as if under a spell.

[But who is the girl in front of me now?]

A female student dressed as a witch.

Fair skin, a refined nose, a veil-like jawline, deep eyes, and lush eyelashes. Add a slightly twisted expression, truly showcasing the pinnacle of decadence.

And with black hair like the night sky and ruby-like sparkling red eyes, it felt as if HE had come back to life.

...If it weren’t for the fact that she was a woman, she might have actually believed it.

[Blood relation? But if it’s not that, it doesn’t make sense...]

The Corpse Queen muttered softly.

Certainly, she severed all connections to everything in the world from a certain ‘day’ onward.

To dive deep into the abyss of black magic, she had to cut all the strings connecting her to the world.

So, she didn’t know. Information related to ‘that day’ and what followed, related to that guy.

Moreover,

‘Stop thinking about it.’

An existence in her mind was preventing her to think further about it.

...Zik!

The Corpse Queen was momentarily thrown off balance by the shock, as if a thick and large needle had pierced through her skull.

If she tried to think deeply, her brain would blow apart in pain.

A terrible headache was kicking and stomping on her brain, which was half dead and half alive.

‘Stop thinking about those painful thoughts now. I’ll take care of such things for you.’

The demon’s whisper echoed in her ears. It tempted her to discard complicated thoughts and worries and respond only to the simple stimuli in front of her.

Ugh!

The Corpse Queen bit her lip.

[...I’m not a mere corpse. I can have independent thoughts and judgments. I’m not just a puppet moving according to your will.]

The voice in her ear momentarily stopped at that statement. ‘That thing’ shut its mouth.

‘....’

The Corpse Queen closed her ears, biting down on the ache.

[I clearly said, only half a day will be handed over to you.]

‘....’

[And to fulfill the terms of our contract, I have to go to that cafe right now. Don’t forget the reason I made a contract with you.]

Then ‘that thing’ whispered once again in its sweet voice.

‘Of course. So I found your sister for you, using my ‘ability.”

The Corpse Queen looked away, focusing on something else.

Gerento. The mage who was transformed into a lich. The girl who would have turned sixteen this year if she were still alive.

The Corpse Queen spoke.

[You know well, your ability. The mysterious power that ‘lets you meet the person you want to meet.’ But... aside from my sister, you know there’s one more person I was looking for, right?]

‘....’

[The main reason I accepted your contract was to find that guy’s body. But you never found it, even though you searched every nook and cranny of the red and black mountain for the past two years.]

‘....’

[And now, whether it’s thanks to your power or whether it’s my fate, I’ve once again caught a clue about that guy. Going there, it feels like I might be able to know everything.]

The Corpse Queen sense the signs of change? Someone was blocking her path.

“Stop.”

It was Bianca.

Clack—

The Corpse Queen’s eyebrows moved.

‘Isn’t this the girl who couldn’t even properly apologise before?’

How dare this girl block her way?

However, even with a trembling body, Bianca persistently blocked the Corpse Queen’s path.

“I understand your feelings, but this is going too far.”

[?]

Understand her feelings? What audacity did this girl have to claim that she understood?

As the Corpse Queen was about to speak, Bianca spoke first.

“Fangirling has its limits. We need to maintain some decency.”

[??]

“No matter how pretty a girl is, is it right to raise mana like that? There are normal people around you, not mana users. Please be mindful.”

[???]

The Corpse Queen momentarily showed a blank expression behind her mask.

Then, another face popped up next to Bianca.

A girl with white hair. It was Sinclaire.

“That’s right. Only our staff is allowed to talk to the Witch.”

The Corpse Queen couldn’t understand what these chicks were saying.

[...Are these brats insane?]

“Uhh- Brats? Just by looking, it seems like we’re from the same age group, but she’s talking as if she’s a person who came out of a prison.”

“Sister, please stop here. Or wait after taking a numbered ticket.”

Bianca and Sinclaire joined forces to block the Corpse Queen.

In the end, the Corpse Queen had no choice but to reveal her strength.

Tsutsutsu—

When she emitted a dark aura, the expressions of Bianca and Claire changed dramatically.

‘Black mage!’

Classified as a level 1 hazard even in the Empire.

Black mages, who are subjects of special management, usually move under the control of the country, and their identities are well-known.

However, the woman in front of them wearing a skull mask was suspicious to anyone’s eyes.

Perhaps... Perhaps, the numerous bones covering her face and body might not just be simple cosplay.

[...!]

[...!]

Bianca and Claire’s faces turned pale.

Even though they represented the elite of the Cold Department and the Hot Department, they were just freshmen who had finished their midterms.

Dealing with the momentum of the Corpse Queen was beyond their capacity.

Then, at that moment...

Tuk!

Another foot stepped forward to block the Corpse Queen.

A black coat, studded boots, chains draped over the body, and, crucially, a plague doctor raven mask covering the face.

“...Who are you to cause a scene in someone else’s establishment?”

It was someone in the Night Hound costume.

[Translator – Clara]

[Proofreader – Lucky]


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