‘Already joined the conversation, and what…’

“Yes, please have a seat.”

“Thank you.”

When Aston came over and I slightly moved aside, the other party members cast suspicious glances.

Benedict, displeased, glared at Aston.

“…Since when did you become so comfortable calling me by my name, Your Excellency?”

“Oh, that.”

Before I could answer, Aston took the lead.

“It’s been a while.”

…?

What is this crazy guy saying?

With a face that showed no concern even if there were knives in his eyes, he casually and shamelessly told a lie, which was absurd.

“No, it’s not like that.”

I denied firmly, waving my hands.

Upon hearing this, Benedict and Michael seemed strangely relieved.

Meanwhile, Benedict remained cautious of Aston and even managed to call Ruth through the spirits.

“Why did you call me here? Wasn’t I doing well in the conversation?”

Due to being suddenly called, Ruth, dressed lightly, shivered from the cold.

“Then it’s settled.”

“What?”

“There’s something, Roo.”

‘What is going on.’

Curiosity rose suddenly, but I held it back.

More importantly, the priority was how to deal with Sienna from now on.

“Come on. Instead of useless chit-chat, let me inform Lord Aston about the current situation.”

“…Understood.”

We informed Aston that Sienna was not a human but a zombie. We also shared any strange points each of us had noticed about Sienna.

Though it might be noticeable since four big men and I were discussing, fortunately, Kitten Duke’s building was large enough to hide us.

As we squeezed ourselves and discussed, Aston asked one question.

“That woman seems to avoid sacred power, right?”

“Probably. Zombies seem to avoid attacks containing sacred power because it paralyzes them.”

“In that case, can’t Michael use sacred power on her, or can Elizabeth Grace sprinkle holy water she has to mimic an accident?”

“That would be an easy way.”

It was the most efficient route.

The current Sienna was like a time bomb that could go off anytime.

So Aston’s suggestion was to eliminate her before she exploded.

“It’s a common practice even in the North. You must cut off the bud that shows signs of becoming a leader, displaying mutant qualities.”

“Oh, yes. But…”

Looking at Aston speaking so straightforwardly, I couldn’t help but find it amusing.

‘Is it okay to say, “Let’s get rid of her at once” to my brother-in-law…’

Perhaps because Aston is not the sub-male lead in the original work, it was surprising to see him suggesting to eliminate her right away.

On the other hand, other party members drew a scissor sign with their hands, indicating that it absolutely should not be done.

“No, you can’t!”

“Your Excellency, if you do that, Sienna’s soul will be torn apart!”
“Sienna didn’t become a zombie voluntarily. I hope my friend, who was foolishly kind and warm-hearted, doesn’t meet a tragic end.”

Aston addressed those who wished for Sienna’s peaceful rest.

“So, what do we do? Do you have a solution?”

“Well…”

“Considering reviving the dead, what if living people are sacrificed? Can we guarantee that the woman, just because she’s quietly sitting there like a human now, will continue to do so in the future? Zombies are monsters that devour people.”

“…”

Ruth, Michael, and Benedict were left speechless, lowering their heads.

“They know it too. Sienna was a precious friend to them, but they’re not the only ones who lost their loved ones due to the zombie situation.”

Zero spoke solemnly for a change.

‘…That’s true.’

What if Sherry, who lost her parents due to zombies, hears this story?

Sherry, who revealed a strong resentment toward zombies. If it were her, even if Sienna was a friend, she might try to eliminate her, putting an end to the problem.

Aston shared the same perspective.

“Think rationally. Why did the first zombie suspected of being a mutant come to Kitten Duke?”

“…Maybe he received instructions from the mastermind behind this situation.”

“If you have a brain, you should have thought about it up to that point. The important thing is, what is the purpose of sending survivors to this gathering place.”

I muttered reflexively at Aston’s words.

“Manipulation of survivors. And ultimately, the goal is to kill all humans.”

“…What are you talking about?”

Ruth’s gray eyes widened. I didn’t stop my words.

“We don’t know who the culprit is, but his goal is clear.”

‘That bastard wants to destroy this world, especially exterminating humanity.’

With the support of Zero, I opened my eyes and stared at the four party members, saying:

“But an unexpected obstacle appeared, gathering survivors and reclaiming part of the capital area.”

“…Are you saying the culprit would want to kill you first, especially using Sienna?”

“It’s the most likely story. Michael Kyeong.”

Nonchalantly talking about it, Michael, Ruth, and Benedict not only turned pale but also stiffened.

To those who couldn’t say anything, Zero added the final touch.