Created a Reverse Harem in a Doomed World (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
“That madman!”
The duke couldn’t accept reality. Despite the crown prince’s throat being torn to shreds and his grotesque, unmistakably zombie-like appearance, Duke Keaton stepped toward him.
Now that they knew zombies were sensitive to sound, the duke’s reckless act was no different from begging to be killed.
“Why on earth is he shouting so loudly like that!”
Ugh, I’m going insane!
“Father, come back right now! You’ll die if you keep that up!”
I shouted as loudly as possible without provoking the horde of zombies pressed against the gate, but the duke ignored me and moved closer to the gate, tearfully pleading with the zombie prince.
“Your Highness, the future of the empire—you cannot possibly fail to recognize me. You are no monster… Urk!”
“Grrrrr!”
“L-Lord Duke, to a monster…!”
Ah, so it’s finally happening.
No zombie would ever miss prey dancing right before its eyes. The crown prince zombie seized Duke Keaton’s arm, yanked him forward, and bit hard into his neck through the iron bars—just as he had once bitten the former crown princess, now a zombie herself.
Squelch. A sickening, chilling sound echoed.
“Aaaargh!”
“Grrrrr…”
In the end, the crown prince zombie tore out Duke Keaton’s throat. The duke let out a single scream and collapsed.
That moment became the trigger: the imperial palace’s massive iron gate began to tilt, and the horde of zombies surged forward, smashing through both the gate and the tall walls, charging straight at us.
The city walls crumbled. Zombies kept bursting out from among the building ruins, with the crown prince zombie leading the charge.
This time, I didn’t even need to give orders. The mages and soldiers, having just witnessed Duke Keaton—their highest-ranking superior—get his throat ripped out and collapse, immediately turned and fled for their lives.
“Aaah! H-help! Someone help!”
“That’s not His Highness the Crown Prince! T-that’s just a monster!”
“Save us!”
Terrified beyond reason, they thought only of running away. They’d completely forgotten my earlier instruction to head to the temple if things went wrong.
I grabbed the robe of a mage running ahead of me, desperate to survive.
By sheer coincidence, I caught him by the hood, choking him.
“Ghk! Y-your Ladyship! What are you doing!”
“Cast the teleportation spell to the temple immediately.”
“Huh?”
“Don’t dawdle—hurry up!”
If you want to live, you’ll listen to me.
“A-all right!”
“Teleport!”
Though gasping for breath, the mage must have wanted to live too, because he chanted the teleportation spell. The other soldiers fleeing nearby immediately turned their attention toward us.
“Don’t just stand there! Everyone, grab the nearest mage and get to the temple!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
Thus, I barely managed to rescue a few soldiers and mages and escaped that hellish imperial palace.
And that palace would later go down in history as the epicenter of the zombie outbreak.
A painful blunder indeed.
“Aaah!”
Perhaps because the situation had been so frantic, the teleportation circle poorly fixed its coordinates, and we tumbled messily from midair onto the ground.
“Ugh…”
The mage who’d cast the teleportation spell collapsed onto the floor, seemingly drained of all energy.
“Uuu… Did we make it safely to the temple?”
Fortunately, we had indeed arrived at the temple. The central temple of the chief deity Ardel, located within the capital, was a structure of white and blue—so breathtakingly beautiful it was praised even by foreign lands.
“Holy water—I must secure the holy water!”
According to Zero, whom I’d spoken to while waiting for the mages during the initial containment efforts, the holy water from the temple could serve as an effective weapon against zombies.
Normally, holy water was used only for blessings or baptisms, but if it could function as a viable weapon, I couldn’t afford to overlook it.
“Oh my, brothers? What are you doing there?”
A passing priest spotted us. Suspicious of our appearance, he’d even brought along a holy knight—a rather awkward sight.
“Greetings, Reverend. I am Elisabeth of House Keaton, daughter of the duke.”
“Yes, Your Ladyship. Pardon my asking, but what brings you to our temple?”
Though smiling amiably, the priest seemed eager to usher our suspicious-looking group out of the temple—as evidenced by his direct question.
“I really should’ve visited the temple more often…”
The villainess had never been close to the temple and rarely set foot there. Even that fact now felt bitterly regrettable.
“It’s urgent. A terrible plague has broken out in the imperial palace, turning people into monsters.”
“I see?”
“We need holy water to fight them. So…”
Just as I tried to continue persuading him, a tall shadow loomed over me.
“Lady Elisabeth Keaton?”
It was a familiar voice—which made it all the more despairing.
Because the owner of that voice was…
“What wind blew the infamous villainess here to take holy water?”
Platinum hair, sky-blue eyes like pale aquamarines set in his face, sharp and sculpted masculine features, and a solemnly closed mouth.
He wore pristine holy knight armor—white with golden intaglio—and was clearly a strikingly handsome man, perhaps having just returned from a mission.
My jaw dropped.
It was Michael—one of the story’s top holy knights and a secondary male lead.
You idiot! You’re not supposed to show up here right now!
“Damn it all.”
This was a disaster. I never imagined Michael would be staying at the capital’s grand temple at this exact time.
“I thought the original story had ended, so he’d quietly disappeared somewhere…!”
The original story had already concluded—after all, the female and male leads had married.
So what happened to the secondary male leads?
As a longtime romance novel reader, I’d seen how secondary male leads usually ended:
1. They die.
2. They sadly bless the leads’ marriage and then vanish vaguely from the story, their fates unknown—essentially exiled.
If they’d been paired with a secondary female lead in the story, maybe they’d get a side epilogue, but the novel I’d transmigrated into showed no mercy to its secondary male leads.
I could only guess the author had tucked them all away somewhere after choosing option two.
“I naturally assumed he’d be off in some remote region by now, slaying monsters.”
When on earth did he arrive in the capital!
“Didn’t the temple ask why someone known for causing trouble has come here?”
When I didn’t answer right away, Michael frowned and pressed me. Handsome as he was, his expression had grown harsher since his heartbreak.
“Still, I am technically a duke’s daughter.”
No matter how prestigious his title as the greatest holy knight, his rudeness toward a duke’s daughter was utterly unacceptable.
Since I’d already dropped the act of being a love-struck villainess, I decided to say exactly what I wanted.
I never could tolerate being provoked.
“And why are you here at this time, Sir Michael? I distinctly heard you’d left on a pilgrimage for purification.”
Michael flinched at my words. As expected, his presence in the capital was likely because of the female lead.
“…I merely came to offer my blessings, as I heard Her Highness the Crown Princess is getting married.”
Blessings, my foot.
“Do you really think a holy knight—even one—could sincerely offer blessings at the wedding of the woman he loved, now marrying another man?”
“I never saw you at the wedding ceremony, Sir Michael?”
“That’s…!”
“He probably couldn’t get in.”
He claimed to wish the female lead happiness, but how could anyone genuinely attend the wedding of their beloved to another man?
“Moreover, the original male lead—the crown prince—had actively discouraged Michael and the other secondary male leads from attending the wedding.”
It was obvious from the fact he’d arrived in the capital without even a wedding invitation.
That crown prince had stingily withheld wedding invitations to Siena’s ceremony from all the secondary male leads.
No invitation, yet unwilling to stay entirely away—he must have chosen to linger ambiguously at the temple instead.
When I narrowed my eyes and scrutinized Michael, he sighed and averted his gaze.
“…Never mind. I don’t even know why I’m having this conversation with you, Your Ladyship.”
“Same here. If someone rarely visits the temple, would they enjoy being randomly provoked out of nowhere?”
“Not to mention how urgent the situation already is!”
Hey, Secondary Male Lead Number One from the original story! Zombies are bursting out of the imperial palace right now! We shouldn’t be arguing—we need to prepare to crush those zombies! Who knows how far they’ve advanced even as we speak!
My sharp remark made Michael visibly annoyed, but he acknowledged I was right and apologized.
“…My apologies, Your Ladyship. I’ve caused you discomfort due to my personal feelings.”
“Just understand, that’s enough.”
Knowing how cold secondary male leads usually treated the villainess in this novel, I was relieved I hadn’t expected anything better.
I turned my back on Michael and explained our purpose to the priest who’d first greeted us.
“This is an emergency situation equivalent to wartime, Reverend.”
“Yes?”
“A plague has broken out in the imperial palace. Those infected develop red eyes, bulging veins, and turn into monsters that bite people. For convenience, I call these creatures zombies.”
“Infected humans” was too much of a mouthful. Since Duke Keaton had already been bitten by the crown prince and left behind, I was now in charge of this group. Calling them zombies should be fine.
“Wha-at?”
The priest turned as pale as if he’d just heard the world was ending. Understandable—I myself had believed until just yesterday that everything would end happily.
I mustered all my strength to perform the role of a noble young lady, tears welling up from sorrow over the tragedy.
“Sadly, we have no information regarding the safety of His Imperial Majesty or Her Majesty the Empress. Since the first infected was Her Highness the Crown Princess, we’ve just confirmed that His Highness the Crown Prince turned into a zombie after being bitten by Her Highness.”
“Her Highness the Crown Princess has contracted the plague? Is—is that true!”
Michael, who’d looked skeptical as if listening to a con artist’s tale, reacted violently at the mention of the female lead. He grabbed both my shoulders and urgently demanded confirmation.
“Ugh! Please let go! I brought proof, after all.”
“That hurts like hell!”
Anticipating this, I’d secretly recorded footage using a video-recording artifact when the mages first arrived at the ducal residence.
I handed the artifact attached to my shoulder to the sole remaining mage and gave him a meaningful glance. As he fiddled with the artifact, images of zombies swarming out of the imperial palace immediately played.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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He’s thinking it’s just a spell🤣🤣
He’s thinking it’s just a spell🤣🤣
Looks like someone is in love😏😏