Chapter 96 – Second Shape -2-

The green river with its dull color did not look good to anyone. It is a color reminiscent of industrial waste from a previous life rather than a healthy forest or plant.

The color of the water, which is advertised as containing germs or poison, gave off a mixture of humid and nutty odors that mold might like.

Unlike games where you just have to turn on the map and walk around. Things such as sound and humidity that stimulate the five senses maintain a subtle sense of tension while realizing that the space and time zone where I am standing is real.

“Well…”

Uh-! Goo-!

Unlike the two zombies who imitated the guards, the other zombies only repeat the same actions and don’t pay attention to me.

A zombie that walks a certain distance and shuttles back and forth. A zombie that ‘pretends’ to sit down and have a conversation. Zombies ‘pretending’ to fish while sitting on the green water’s edge and holding a threadless tree.

Even the ones that keep hitting the floor with broken rods as if they were farming. Everything is full of imitations of living humans.

Pure madness struck the master of the zombies who gave these orders.

‘It gives me goosebumps just looking at it even though I know it.’

A sane person like me is most afraid of a madman or a madman. I shook off the chicken meat that was coming up subtly and moved my feet.

Passing by a zombie couple holding hands and dancing loosely, and entering the entrance made of iron and rocks like dolmens, the inside is even more spectacular.

Things that are several times larger than the zombies you see outside are doing this and that.

It wasn’t the usual sincerity in playing with dolls, even wearing tattered clothes with holes in them.

Goo-goo-

I feel like my neurosis is going to explode as only the sound of zombies boiling phlegm keeps ringing in my ears.

‘Tsk… I was going to go quietly.’

Baek!

Every time I swing the blunt weapon in my hand, the rotten flesh spreads out.

How would the owner feel when he sees a man wielding a Warhammer in his underwear his? I don’t know because there is an inside story that I came from swimming.

How can a sane person know the mind of an insane person?

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‘There are more than games?’

It seems that more than a hundred zombies have been crushed. I think it’s a good deed that frees the bound soul, so it’s nice that it’s not that boring.

The deeper you go inside, the lower the level of corruption, and the zombies that are close to human form begin to appear.

However, there is something contrary to common sense about the undead. Here, the more zombies that keep their human form clean, the higher the level of physical damage.

Originally, the undead, such as zombies of low rank, are common in their bodies, whether they are animal or human.

One of the limbs may have fallen off while wandering around alone, or it may have fallen off due to rotating over time.

Then, what about zombies that reveal the human form to some extent, like now, without neat limbs?

It is that someone intentionally cut it.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

‘It’s coming now.’

I could feel the urgency in the sound of footsteps resounding like an earthquake.

Kuaang-!

A large object fell in front of my eyes, raising dust. His height his was twice as high as mine, and his skin his was pale white.

A total of two outlines, one male and one female. A middle-aged man’s head has a crown made of crumpled iron, and a middle-aged woman’s head has a wreath made of weaving trees and withered flowers.

Its arms are fully muscular and have four arms, so each hand holds a greatsword and a blunt weapon that humans would find difficult to handle.

To understand the behavior of this deformed creature, you have to look at it in every corner of its body. Stitches stitched together like rags.

Without it, I would have been confused as to whether a creature like this could exist.

-Human!! Where do you dare to pamper yourself!!
-Uh…How did you get in! Our kingdom…!

“Be quiet. Oh, it’s a goal…”

These guys’ voices are loud enough to reverberate through the cavity. It was a bizarre voice that heightened displeasure while being neutral, as if the vocal cords had been altered somehow.

Hearing the voice, covering his tingling temples with mana, the echo suddenly diminished.

– Let’s kill it for now!! Leave the face and arms behind!
-It would be nice if the legs could afford it…
-Then let’s leave the legs too!

The two heads attached to one body finished talking among themselves and approached one step at a time with a thud. The pure sense of intimidation felt from the size and weapon was amazing.

“A loaf-gift.”

Hooked!

The dagger flew through her hand and pierced the woman’s forehead so that only the handle could be seen, but not a single drop of blood flowed. The white flesh she moved slowly and spat out daggers.

-Haha!! You lowly human! Tickle!!
-Ho-ho-ho-! Tickle! Tickle!

“It’s ticklish. You don’t feel like being undead.”

The majority of undead have no common sense of pain. A name like that with an ego doesn’t feel pain unless it’s a special power like divine power.

They stop walking towards me and roll their eyes at each other.

-Dew, I got caught! That we are not human…! What should I do?
-Your face was definitely perfect…! What can I do! Kill them quickly! No need for legs!
-Then I, I don’t need a face or arms either!

Stop laughing The muscles of the giant who abandoned the playfulness are bulging! Pumping and sloppy mana began to pulsate.

“Even if your mind is broken… Looking at Mana, you have some class? Certainly.”

A madman whose life activities and mind have already been completely destroyed. Rather, if he became a lich using his ability, he would have been cool with his passion for learning that surpassed even death.

It was another word for a warlock who went crazy with loneliness after studying underground and created his own kingdom, where he put zombies as villagers and enjoyed his role as his king.

An undead named that is perfect for the last prey of the first form.

He was both the current undead and a former human, fitting the keyword ‘rehabilitation’ of Rachal.

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“Um…”

Eclair was spending time alone in his office after finishing his work until lunchtime.

Lately, when I have time, I have something to do.

It was always contemplating the name of this mysterious metal that Roman had handed to him in Limno.

A hard gem that needs to be crafted for its appearance? At the same time, when you touch it, it is addictive to have elasticity and softness.

While watching Rike’s training, he saw the scythe that Roman had given him as a gift. The day I met Roman, we had dinner together and even listened to his explanation.

The skills that can be obtained are also attractive, and I especially liked the part called ‘belonging’, so I wanted to complete it quickly. There are also useful things like foul play where you can use a weapon anytime, anywhere, but…

I needed something to remind myself of Roman on the day I couldn’t meet Roman.

The brooch Roman had given him was left in Chloe’s hands. Since Rike lives with the weapon he gave him… She was genuinely envious.

“Haa…Really.”

I completely understood the story that I thought was nonsense, such as the escape of love in the novel, throwing everything away and just having that person.

After being hugged by him, Roman runs around in my head whenever I have a chance… I just stare at the calendar wondering when we can meet again.

When we meet with high expectations, he will only say hard words out of embarrassment that he has not yet adapted to, but he still smiles softly and accepts it.

When I acted, I could feel the sense of being respected and loved so transparently and vividly that my body and mind went crazy every time.

Especially yesterday. Like this bewitching man…

When I returned to the mansion after finishing work at night, I found chocolate that Roman had left on the window sill of the study, which made me especially anxious today.

The bitter-tasting chocolate that he ate in Limno, knowing how he knows his taste like a ghost.

It was a bad handwriting that was difficult to recognize. I wanted to see your face for a while, but I didn’t have it, so I even left a note.

My heart ached at the first unexpected situation.

The more that happens, the more a day without him feels dry and lonely. I want to complete this guy like Rike in order to endure that loneliness even a little bit.

‘···.’

However, naming was a part that I was particularly worried about because I had no sense of self.

I have a favorite sword that I use often, but even that doesn’t have a name. He must be right that he never felt the need to attach a name.

“Ro, do you hate the name Roman so much…?”

– Ugh! Whoops!

The outside is hard, but the elasticity that doesn’t know where to bounce. Even if I pretended to, I thought it was Roman, so when I said it lightly, there was a violent rejection reaction.

To be honest, I was ashamed to be called this name, so I wanted to explain it to him, but I felt regretful.

“Then…”

There is a name Roman recommended for himself who is struggling. But he thought it did n’t suit him, so he kept hiding it behind his back.

Now his head his has really reached its limit. He recalled his face and gave it a name.

“…Innocence”

When Roman recommended it, I thought it was an undeserved name.

Your body is already not pure. There’s Roman, he says he’s clean and good, but I’ve never thought of myself as a person with clear good intentions.

Nonetheless, this time! If Roman said so, then so be it.

I firmly believed in him and called his name.