Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 212

Episode 212 Festival Night (7)

[…Did he have a younger sister?]

It can’t be.

There are no women in his family. daughter is not born

Since the disappearance of their only daughter a long time ago, the family has treasured their daughter as if it were cursed.

But what was that woman in front of me right now?

A female student cooking while wearing a witch’s costume.

Fair skin, sharp nose, sharp jawline, deep eyes and lush eyelashes. In addition, the slightly frowning impression shows the pinnacle of decadent beauty.

If you look at his hair black like the night sky and red eyes that shine like rubies, it’s like he’s come back to life.

……If it weren’t for the woman, I might have actually believed that.

[Blood and blood? But other than that, I can’t explain it. What happened after that night in the flood waters…]

The Corpse Queen murmured softly.

Obviously, starting with ‘one day’, I cut all ties with everything in the world.

This is because in order to sink deep into the abyss of the black magic, all the strings connected to the ground must be cut and the body heavy.

So she didn’t know. Information related to him after ‘one day’.

Furthermore.

‘Stop thinking.’

Even the existence of ‘it’ that prevents the corpse queen from being sober and thinking clearly.

…sick!

The Corpse Queen lost her balance at the moment of impact, as if a large, thick awl had pierced her skull.

If you think deeply, your brain will be restricted right away.

Terrible headaches were kicking through my half-dead, half-living brain.

‘Stop thinking about the pain in your head. I’ll do all those things for you.’

The devil whispers in your ear. It seduces people to shake off complex thoughts and worries and respond only to simple stimuli in front of them.

Awesome!

The Corpse Queen gritted her teeth.

[……I am not a corpse. You can make your own thoughts and judgments. It’s not a puppet that moves only by your will.]

At that, the voice in my ear stopped for a moment. ‘It’ will keep its mouth shut.

‘…’

The Corpse Queen covered her ears with her teeth clenched.

[Did I say that? What I hand over to you is only half of the day.]

‘…’

[And I have to go to that tavern now to fulfill the contract. Don’t forget the reason I signed a contract with you.]

Then ‘it’ whispered again in a sweet voice.

‘of course. So you found your brother. With my ‘ability’.’

The Corpse Queen heard that and turned her head to look to the side.

Geronto. A wizard who turned into a lich. A girl who would have turned sixteen this year had she been alive.

The Corpse Queen opened her mouth.

[I know your ability well. It’s a mysterious ability that ‘allows you to meet the person you want to meet’. But… you know there’s another person I’ve been looking for besides my younger brother, right?]

‘…’

[The biggest reason I accepted your contract offer was to find his body. But you couldn’t find it in the end. Even though I’ve searched all the floods of enemies and black mountains for the past two years.]

‘…’

[And now, I don’t know if it’s because of your strength or if this is my destiny, but I caught that guy’s clue once again. I feel like I’ll know everything when I go there.]

‘…’

[So don’t stop it.]

The Corpse Queen resisted the voice of ‘it’ for the first time.

This is possible because the corpse queen and ‘it’ have a bilateral contractual relationship, not a master-servant relationship or a unilateral contractual relationship. It was a different aspect.

But ‘it’ continued to speak to the Corpse Queen.

‘Dangerous. It smells dangerous.’

[……What is it?]

‘I feel an ominous energy in that tavern. The disgusting smell unique to demon hunters vibrates.’

It seems that Geronto, who is next to the Corpse Queen, is also feeling it.

The Corpse Queen thought for a moment when she saw Geronto nod.

‘But why a demon hunter at this point? What the hell is going on while I’m sleeping half the day?’

‘It’ was still holding back the Corpse Queen.

While the Corpse Queen only lives half a day, ‘it’ also only lives half a day.

The Corpse Queen gritted her teeth.

[I came prepared. The true identity of your insecurities is probably the ‘Night Hound’ I will meet him and take off the mask myself. And the identity of that woman.]

Then, ‘it’ shut up and was silent for a while.

The moment when the Corpse Queen is about to take a step forward.

‘There’s not much time left.’

“It” opened its mouth.

‘It’s midnight. This body belongs to me after midnight…’

[…That’s enough.]

The Corpse Queen cut off her words.

‘It’ also said nothing, perhaps because it judged that further conversation was meaningless.

Caw-

A crow flies through the cherry blossom rain of the festival with an ominous sound.

[…]

The Corpse Queen’s eyes soon calmed down.

She stopped thinking and let her instincts lead her.

Now it’s time to clear up all the confusion.

The moment the Corpse Queen is about to take a step forward.

“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Unnie is so pretty!”

“Who the hell is that witch!”

“It’s not a sister! It’s a brother!”

“Kyaaaaaaa! Sister, please take a look here!”

“Witch! Cast a spell on me too!”

“I love you! A drink please!”

A large crowd suddenly rushes into the Newspaper Club’s pub.

…click! …click! …click! …click!

Flashes of mana screenshots bursting from all sides.

The Corpse Queen suddenly got caught up in the huge crowd.

He was pressed so hard that his cheeks popped out of the skull mask like bread crumbs.

[… these things.]

The corpse queen slowly raised her mana.

I was thinking of getting rid of everything that bothered me and moving forward.

Just like it always has been.

but.

…chin!

Did you notice the sign of an unusual change? There was a footstep blocking the way of the Corpse Queen.

“stop.”

Bianca. It was her.

Knock-

The Corpse Queen’s eyebrows moved.

‘The bitch who couldn’t even open his mouth properly before?’

What is it that is blocking your path right now?

However, Bianca stood in the way of the Corpse Queen with her shivering body.

“I understand how you feel, but that’s it.”

[?]

Do you understand how I feel? How dare my bitch understand?

When the Corpse Queen is about to open her mouth and say something.

Bianca was the first to speak.

“The fan spirit ends here. We have to keep the line.”

[??]

“No matter how pretty a child is, it’s like that. It’s okay if you raise it to mana? Why are we doing this because we’re not mana users?”

[???]

The corpse queen put on a blank expression behind her mask for a moment.

Then another face popped out from Bianca’s side.

A girl with gray hair and sleepy eyes. It was Sinclair.

“That’s right. How about meeting our witch Johnan? It’s only possible for our aides.”

What these chicks were talking about, the Corpse Queen couldn’t understand at all.

[……Are these lumps of blood crazy?]

“Mommy – Blood? They look like we’re our age, but talking like a person who just jumped out of the coffin.”

“Sisters. Leave it alone~ Or take a numbered ticket and wait.”

Bianca and Sinclair teamed up to stop the Corpse Queen.

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

Tsutsutsutsutsutsu…

As she drew up her black mana and gave off a shady aura, Bianca and Sinclair’s expressions changed dramatically.

‘Black magician!?’

Even in the empire, they are classified as first-class dangerous people.

Warlocks, who are subject to careful management, are generally identified as those who eat the rust of the state and operate only under control.

However, the woman in the skull mask in front of her was suspicious to anyone.

Maybe… I thought maybe those countless bones on the face and body might not be a simple cosplay.

“……!”

“……!”

Bianca and Sinclair’s faces go white.

No matter how elite they are in representing cold and hot weapons donations, there is no way they can handle the momentum of the new corpse queen who has just finished her freshman year midterm exams.

Right then.

…chin!

In addition to Bianca and Sinclair, there was another footstep blocking the Corpse Queen’s way.

Black coat studded boots Chains and daggers hanging all over the body.

And crucially, even the plague doctor mask covering the face.

“……Who are you, are you messing around at someone else’s place of business?”

It was the appearance of the night hound.