Then, as if I had become the protagonist of a magical girl animation, a mass of light swirled around me before flowing inside. Shortly afterward, all the water in the spring was compressed into the silver bowl, completely filling it up.
[Holy Water: ■■■■■■■■■■] [Holy Water’s 100% charge has been completed!]The Pope, unable to close his mouth at the sight of the emptied spring, said,
“Wh, wh, what on earth……!”
“This tremendous energy… Could the nun have…?”
Unlike the Pope, who was dumbfounded as the spring disappeared entirely, Michael seemed to have realized that I had become a Holy Woman and was ready to seize me at any moment.
“Ah, ahaha. Well, I shall take my leave then!”
In this situation, it’s best to flee. If it’s revealed that I’m a Holy Woman, I might be utterly misused under the corrupt Pope!
I made a quick exit, carrying the jar of Holy Water, passing by the sacred flames hanging on the wall.
“Stop right there, nun! I have something to ask you!”
‘As if you would stop!’
Persistent as ever, Michael chased me closely. I was thankful for Elizabeth Keaton’s stamina. Her body seemed delicate, but the core muscles were no joke!
Managing not to get caught by Michael, I saw my waiting companions inside the temple and screamed.
“Wizard! Start the teleportation spell now!”
“Wh, where to!”
“To the Duke of Keaton’s, our home!”
“Re, ready!”
The pressured wizard hurriedly prepared the teleportation magic. As the magic circle was completed, I intended to head to the Duke’s place, holding the jar dearly.
“Didn’t I tell you to stop!”
“Huh?”
All of a sudden, Michael grabbed my wrist.
Simultaneously, the teleportation magic was activated, and we all returned to the Duke’s residence.
“Sigh…….”
I accidentally brought back the submale lead with whom I wasn’t on good terms.
(This is a time divider.)
“Uweeeeek…….”
The wizards, having used the teleportation spell multiple times, were exhausted and retched.
“Hu, huck…. We, we’re alive.”
An unexpected harvest had been reaped. Having taken all the Holy Water, we had a weapon to counter the zombies.
‘My legs are still shaky….’
I shuddered at the thought of the Pope, who was glaring at me with a look of shock, almost murderous. If caught, I’d die. I prayed fervently not to encounter him until the zombie situation was resolved.
Lying down in front of the Duke’s mansion to catch my breath, people came running from the house.
“Who dares to use teleportation magic without permission at the Duke of Keaton’s gate…!”
“Huh? Isn’t that Miss Elizabeth?”
“What?”
Armed and tense, the butlers and servants rushed over, apparently mistaking us for intruders.
“Butler, it’s me. Elizabeth.”
“Oh, Miss! It’s truly fortunate that you’ve returned safely!”
In other words, the Duke’s family knew something big had happened outside.
“Have the zombies made it here?”
With a forlorn voice, the butler sadly nodded.
“If you mean those redeyed things, emitting strange noises, trying to bite people, then yes.”
Others among the servants confirmed the butler’s words.
“Dead people didn’t even look at us, only attacking the living with persistence. They were like butchers inspecting the freshness of meat.”
“We blocked them from crossing the duke’s gate by activating an emergency barrier!”
“Well done.”
“Gasp, Miss Elizabeth praising me…?”
“But that was all we could do.”
As the butler’s shoulders slumped, the housekeeper Marian patted him on the back and said,
“What are you talking about, Patrick! Thanks to you, the duke’s servants were able to fight off those monsters without a hitch. Cheer up!”
I see. That’s why the people of the duke’s house ran over each holding a weapon.
‘Somehow, each weapon had a vivid black bloodstain.’
“But where is the duke…?”
With a bitter smile, I answered the worried butler’s question,
“Regrettably, he was bitten while trying to converse with the Crown Prince, who has turned into a zombie.”
I briefly explained that he had died in vain attempting a new suicidal act, without disrespecting the deceased.
“My God. Lord Ardel.”
“I yelled at him to back off since he’s no longer human, but he didn’t listen.”
Right after that, zombies led by the Crown Prince swarmed beyond the vanished barrier. Terrifyingly, since zombies have the instinct to target humans, chaos must have erupted all over the capital.
‘The nobles like the Duke of Keaton, who have the energy to expand barriers, must be safe.’
The lives of the common people would have been turned into a living hell. Even if the capital’s guard existed, without a higher command in a paralyzed situation, they might have panicked and fled.
I glanced at the transparent walllike emergency barrier with countless scratches. The vivid red bloodstains, evidence of zombies clawing at it, were so clear that it sent a chill down my spine.
‘Damn it, Zero! The genre of possession was definitely romance, so why has it turned into a zombie apocalypse survival story!?’
Was everything up until now just preparation? Was it a mere afterthought or seasoning?
“I don’t know that either, so I’m trying to solve it through you….”
‘What do you know, working under the administrator?’
“Why are you angry! You got out safely thanks to me earlier!”
Zero trembled with rage, his whiskers twitching. It seemed rather sad that teardrops, no bigger than grains of rice, welled up in his eyes.
“I’m working hard too!”
‘Just to get off work.’
“Profit!”
[Helper Zero shows frustration to the possessor!]Enough. Time to stop talking.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
