Hundreds Years After I Was Called Just Corpse, I’ve Become Strongest Undead When I Woke Up

Chapter 18: I Blurted the F-Word

For ten hours, I followed those long iron rods.

The city in front of me came into view.

As I thought, that pair of iron bars connected the city to others.

As per usual, I couldn't enter the city in a grandiose fashion.

Even my hat was useless since the gatekeeper ordered everyone to take their hat or hood off. The events from the previous city would only be re-enacted if I took off my hat.

The sun had set and the surroundings of the city were enveloped in darkness.

Just like the previous city, I sneaked into the city by jumping over the wall.

Whoopsie.

I walked on top of the rampart after I confirmed that there was no one else around.

Then, I leaped down from the rampart after confirming that no one was below.

Well then What should I do now?

As I strolled around, I put back on my hat, just to be sure.

Even though the sun had set and the day had become night, the city behind that rampart was as bright as the day.

Every house was filled with dazzling light that could be peeking out from its windows.

Could it be that, after my death, a technology that could supply constant light for illumination was invented and spread amongst commoners?

Thinking back now, the quality of the people's clothes was far better compared to my era.

Come to think of it, the clothes that I wore right now were made of a really nice material. It wasn't stiff at all.

Of course, there should be numerous technological breakthroughs in the time between my death up to when I regained my ego. That huge lump of iron running along the iron rods was proof of that.

Maybe I could even ask them to research a method to kill me.

Problem is Will they understand what they need to do?

I wandered aimlessly through the unfamiliar city..

Anyhow, first I had to find the people who were well-versed on this matter.

But still Can I even accomplish that with my communication disorder?

No, wait a minute. That's right. If it's about the undead, I just need to ask the necromancer!

How could I have failed to realize that?

And then, speaking of the necromancer

Is it Jean Diaz Or Jean Drago? No matter, I've to find that Jean-whatever-guy that was worshipped by that long-haired undead. That guy might be able to help me die if I talk to him.

I suddenly realized my error when pondering about the way to kill myself.

Since that long-haired dude got annihilated just like that I guess I've to looking for that John-whatever-guy myself and ask for the details in person.

But well, I could do literally nothing, and killing me would still not be a simple matter.

Even though that was the only thing I was sure about Heheh- Welp, I let out a spontaneous laugh.

~??!

Suddenly

Again, that out of place sensation washed over me. I raised my face to look around.

No doubt about it, there's an undead somewhere in this city!

Although I had no idea whether that undead was related to that John-whatever-guy, I had to at least make sure of it.

I sprinted by following my intuition.

Soon enough, I arrived in front of a mansion that was surrounded by a tall wall.

I jumped over the wall to enter the mansion's premise.

I passed through a well-maintained garden as I approached the mansion.

I could see dazzling light pouring out from the windows, and elegant music filtered out from the second floor.

Are they holding some sort of ball?

While the atmosphere in the mansion didn't look like something that could be done by the undead, I entered the mansion from the back door just to make sure.

I advanced carefully along the passage.

Even though I heard a musical performance from the upper floor, I couldn't see anyone on the first floor.

After all, if this was a normal mansion, there would be servants rushing around during a party.

I was hesitant to go to the second floor from the stairs, so I leaped from the window and began to scale the wall to peep inside.

The music performance is coming from this place

Thus, I peeked into the second floor from outside one of the windows.

I saw a dance hall on the second floor.

In addition, the young men inside the dance hall wore something that resembled a uniform.

Everything up to this point was normal for a ball.

However, it was clearly an abnormal event.

Why is there only men inside?

Moreover, all of them were handsome young men.

Although men and women would normally pair up at this kind of event, those men were dancing with their fellow men for some reason.

Naturally, since me from the past was far from rich, everything I knew about high society came from books.

Or maybe, this kind of thing is normal for this era?

However, there was another bizarre thing on top of that.

And that "thing" was something that not a single person would enjoy. On the contrary, they would be shocked to the point that their eyes would bulge out and burst from their faces.

Soon enough, the music ended, and the handsome young men stopped their dance.

Following that, the huge gate in the innermost part of the hall flung open.

Huhuum, thanks for waiti~ng, my lovely D-A-R-L-I-N-G-S-

Something that couldn't be described with words alone entered the hall along with a sweet (but extremely hoarse) voice that almost made me vomit.

The one who entered the hall was a giant lump of muscle.

Its height had to be at least two meters.

Going by the silhouette of its chest, legs, and arms alone, anyone would mistake THAT for an orc.

Why in the world was that giant lump of muscle wearing a pink dress for a little girl?

Moreover, his skirt was clearly too short for someone of his stature. He might accidentally flash his pants.

Not that I wanted to see that.

As if that wasn't bizarre enough, his hair was rolled into ringlets, and his makeup made him look like a middle-aged woman.

Just what the he*ll is that creature?

That thing gives the familiar feeling I see, THAT is an undead, huh No wonder

I mean, everything would make sense if that thing was undead!

Actually, THAT thing would ruin the undead reputation, not like we had a good one in the first place

I mean, even I would feel repulsed if I was put in the same category as THAT.

Today too, I made a lot of food filled with my love for you, my darli~ngs

The giant undead pulled out a giant table wagon as he spoke with his sweet (but extremely hoarse) voice.

There were many dishes lined up on top of that table wagon.

It looked delicious at first glance, but

For some reason, even I can't muster the will to eat that food Maybe because the cook is THAT, and THAT alone is enough to make me lose my appetite.

I mean, he obviously added something better left unsaid to those dishes.

You don't need to hold back, you kno~w? Feel free to have a second helping~

Y-YES!

As soon as the giant undead winked, all the young men scrambled toward the dishes.

However, as expected, maybe because they had lost their appetites, the expression on their face when they ate those dishes as if they were the worst food in the world.

Could it be that you're not happy with the dishes that I filled with my love? You're not, right?

!!!

The young men shook their heads in unison upon hearing that giant undead ask them with his cute (and extremely hoarse) voice.

T-That's not true!

Bloodier-sama's dishes are the best!

I can't get enough of the taste!

Could it be that they were being threatened?

I mean, those young men were clearly ordinary, living human beings.

Oh my, you flatter me~

The giant undead wriggling around as he said that. Hugging an unfortunate young man from behind, the giant undead whispered in the other's ear.

As a reward for tonight, I'll F-E-E-D Y-O-U~

BLEEERGH!

I ended up vomiting in disgust.

Of course, "vomit" was a metaphor since an undead couldn't vomitnot that I ate food ever since I regained my ego.

Hahaha, that must be the most disgusting reward.

At that moment, I blurted out those words.

Who's there?

The giant undead suddenly looked in my direction.

I drew back my head in a hurry.

Hehehe, I wonder who's the rat that dares peek into my room? You think you can hide from me?

The windows suddenly opened on their own.

How did he do that?

Anyhow, it seemed I couldn't hide anymore.

I jumped into the room from the windows to show myself since I had business with that undead too.

Oh my go~sh? We got a hunk

Urgh, please stop I might vomit for real.

That giant undead gave me a wink, and I accidentally blurted out my true feelings

HOW DARE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU?!

The enraged undead leaped in my direction.

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