Sixteen people had safely crossed the magical bridge.
Thanks to the concealment magic that erased any signs or scents, fortunately, the zombies did not notice us crossing the bridge.
The zombies flocked like moths to the loud, booming noises and flames erupting from the Celeste Manor.
A large number of zombies swarming in expectation of prey had cleared the area around the hidden “Angel’s Breath.”
Although the quiet and clean streets were frighteningly silent, it was better than having zombies.
“Heh… Heh heh… No more, it’s too much. My poor feet…”
As soon as the last two, Duke Whitewood and Ashton, along with Benedict, stepped off the bridge, Luce released her magic.
Pssss.
The silvery bridge, as if made of moonlight, shattered into small particles and dispersed. At the same time, Luce, depleted of magical energy, collapsed like a dried squid.
“Ben… Watch our backs.”
“Are you going to die, Luce?”
“Not dying. Don’t treat me like someone who’s about to kick the bucket…”
“Say no more.”
In a dismissive tone, Benedict erected a shield in place of Luce.
A sturdy shield that prevented any scents or signs of living beings from escaping.
【Shield it.】
The interior of the “Angel’s Breath,” formerly a jewelry store, was spacious enough to accommodate all sixteen people.
As soon as the refugees had entered, Benedict’s elemental magic constructed a concrete-like, thick protective wall around the building, stacking it up to the height of the second floor.
【Seal it! Seal it all tight!】
【I love that Ben keeps asking us for favors!】
【We will make the contractor’s words reality.】
【We must block those ominous moving masses of flesh so not a single one can come through.】
【Hide really well, not even a single hair should be visible.】
Elementals laughed and chatted as they set up the ultimate protective barrier, as Benedict, their contractor, wished.
“Ugh…”
Whether it was because he summoned too many elementals in a short time, Benedict also staggered like Luce.
Still, thanks to the power of the elementals summoned by Benedict, a sturdy protective barrier had been erected.
A minority of zombies that hadn’t rushed toward the flames at Celeste Manor were stealthily gathering, smelling the scent of humans, but they couldn’t penetrate the shield.
“Grrrr… Huh?”
“Screeee. Screeeeech.”
“Ughhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!”
Despite headbutting and attempting to bite through, Benedict’s elemental barrier was invincible.
As zombies ineffectively roamed around the building, Michael hurriedly led people to the third floor of the jewelry store and sent them through the hidden passage.
“The width of the passage isn’t wide. Just like when we crossed the magical bridge, please move quickly while maintaining order.”
“Understood, Captain Michael!”
Having physically experienced that listening to us causes no problems, the people of Celeste Manor and Damon Manor orderly proceeded into the hidden passage.
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty…
Like a vacuum cleaner sucking in dust, people quickly disappeared beyond the hidden passage.
The sound of footsteps hastening was comforting. Now, only five of us remained here, including myself, Michael, Luce, Benedict, and Ashton.
It was the moment I was about to usher in the last refugee, Duke Whitewood, Ashton Clitter.
“Krrrrrr…?”
Thud.
Outside the window, the zombies that had been meaninglessly gnashing their teeth against Benedict’s barrier suddenly stopped. It was creepy how they were staring exactly at our location on the third floor of the jewelry store without making a sound.
“…What?”
Their bulging, bloodshot eyes were fixated on us.
The zombies, having paused their activities like in a game of “The Rose of Sharon has bloomed,” were only terrifying. It was evident that some unknown variable had been applied.
Zero, who had been observing the zombies’ behaviors as a Reincarnation Management Agency employee, was startled.
“I just saw something faint, like a thread.”
As if controlling a puppet, the thread appeared.
No sooner had Zero finished speaking than the zombies resumed their actions.
“Huh?”
It wasn’t like before, where they mindlessly clung to the barrier. Realizing all entrances to the building were tightly sealed by towering walls, the zombies began to destroy the barrier.
As if they were being ordered by some entity, they acted swiftly and decisively.
“Is this insane?”
“How can they use such a foolish method…”
The zombies struck the wall solely with fists and kicks.
‘This wall was made by spirits; it won’t easily break…!’
“Argh! Ah!”
“Screech!”
“Argh!”
As if that wasn’t an issue, the zombies continued to batter the wall, even if their bones dislocated or broke.
When their arms and legs became unusable and destroyed, the other waiting zombies continued trying to bring down the wall, sacrificing their own bodies in the process.
Horrifyingly, the zombies began to use tools.
“Screech!”
Seeing one zombie bring a chair from another store, both Zero and I were shocked.
‘Can they… use tools?’
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
