NOVEL WEB Chapter 19: A Self-Proclaimed Maiden
「HOW DARE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU?!」
The giant undead was enraged upon hearing my remark.
A terrifying sound resounded in the ballroom with every step taken by that giant undead as he bounded toward me.
I mean, even an undead like me got scared by that giant undead too.
Anyhow, the giant man, who wore makeup that made him (somewhat) look like a middle-aged woman, was rushing at me like an ogre.
However, the giant undead halted right in front of me.
「… Ufufu, how unladylike of me to use such vulgar language.」
Then for some reason, that giant undead began to monologue.
「As a maiden who pursues ultimate beauty, I must always be a paragon of elegance.」
He muttered something to himself and then, as if coming to some realization, nodded for an unknown reason.
In all honesty, that giant undead before me was the last thing that you would describe as "beautiful" or "graceful."
「Well, that's that. It doesn't mean that you can just leave scot free after insulting a maiden, ri- Oh my? Look at you.」
As if he just noticed something, the giant undead looked intently at me, making a cute gesture (or so he thought) with flaring nostrils.
「Could it be that you're an undead too? Are you also a member of Jean-sama's family? How unfortunate, I can't add you to my darling collection.」
―Jean
It seemed I hit the jackpot.
This giant was another underling of that necromancer named Jean.
Rather, what the heck was with that "Darling Collection" thing?
「No, I'm unrelated to that "Jean" guy.」
「Oh my? Is that zhoo? Then you can become my darli~ng♡」
GASH!
The next moment, I was caught off guard by that giant.
「Ehehehe, it's okay! You'll become an obedient darling as long as you receive this kiss filled with my love! Nchu~」
The EXTREMELY thick lips, that were painted red with lipstick, approached me along with that giant's huge face.
What kind of punishment game was this…?
I kicked the giant undead's jaw upward.
BAAAN!
「BUH?!」
With the brunt force of my kick, the jaw of the giant undead flew off along with the giant. His hulking body crashed against the wall ten meters from us.
「Argh… Argh…」
Although a normal human wouldn't be able to survive that kind of damage, my opponent was an undead.
He crawled out of the rubble from the collapsed wall.
In addition, his blown-off jaw prevented him from speaking properly.
「What… the… he*ll… is… wrong… with you…?」
Even that blown-off jaw was recovering at a visibly noticeable speed.
It seemed this giant was also equipped with a high rate of regeneration.
「My… makeup..?! How dare you. HOW DARE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!」
He suddenly raised a loud, beast-like war cry after he saw his reflection in the mirror that he took out from who knew where.
Seriously? That was what you were so mad about?
「Death! I'LL RA*PE YOUR A*SS TILL YOU DIEEEEEEE!」
「… Uhm?」
For some reason, I got the feeling that my body became a little bit heavier.
「What is… this?」
「Ahahaha! Resistance is futile! You're already trapped in my cage, M-Y-P-R-I-N-C-E♡ Now it's the long-awaited moment―」
「Whoopsie.」
I tried to move my body forcefully.
There was a ripping sound, and my heavy limbs became moveable again.
「… Eh?」
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===A Certain Nekama Undead ===
My name was Brodia Ansoryuudo.
The faithful dependent of Jean Diego-sama, and one of his Nine Death Generals.
When I was alive, I studied "Ogre Slayer Fist," the strongest unarmed martial art in the world ever since I was a child. It was a skill unmatched under the heavens.
In my peak, I won the martial art's world tournament.
But then, I noticed something as I reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
I felt that this was wrong. What I really wanted wasn't something like this.
Yes, what I wanted the most was―beauty.
And then, I found my calling. I started to put more effort into looking better.
I started to put on makeup, wear stylish dresses, and learn how to act properly… as a maiden.
However, in the middle of that effort…
I was ambushed by the opponent who lost to me in the martial arts tournament. I… died.
And the one who revived me as an undead at that time was Jean-sama.
Jean-sama did not only have a beautiful face.
He also had the power to grant an eternity to me.
I would never die nor would I age.
My figure would remain young forever.
That was really wonderful.
Aaah, Jean-sama, my one true love.
He didn't even waver, no matter how many times I tried to woo him.
But I wouldn't give up!
Someday, I would definitely make you madly fall in love with me, and then… Hehehehe.
That aside.
I came to this city in accordance with Jean-sama's order.
I made a lot of wonderful darlings after I came to this city. Moreover, they were singing my praise every day for my continuous pursuit of beauty.
Naturally, I didn't forget Jean-sama's order.
Ah, come to think of it, Jean-sama contacted me yesterday.
He said that one of the Nine Death Generals, Sou-chan, had died.
It seemed that even his spiritual body was extinguished. As expected, not even Jean-sama could revive him from such complete annihilation.
He was kinda my type, but how unfortunate… If I knew this would happen, I should've r*ped him back then.
Oops, back to the topic, I guess this might be the work of those Holy Knights.
But of course, the likes of them were no match for me.
Could it be that Jean-sama would fall in love with me if I killed Sou's enemy?
Ehehehe, please come quickly to me, Holy Knights!
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W-W-W-What the h*ll was this guy?
Currently, I'm really shaken by the scene before me.
A white-haired youth suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Of all the words in the world, this foolish undead dared to call me, the personification of beauty, 「Disgusting」.
Yeah, sure, his eyes were just some random balls, but the most unbelievable thing about him was the fact that I was blown away by his kick.
Even though I let my guard down, I never expected that the greatest martial artist like me would be blown away like that.
In addition, his kick had pulverized my jaw.
I never fought such a powerful opponent, even when I was alive.
Oops, MY MAKEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP?!
Even though I had to redo it just to make it look so good?!
「Death! I'LL RA*PE YOUR A*SS TILL YOU DIEEEEEEE!」
Along with such an unladylike, bestial roar, I unleashed the essence of "Love and Beauty Fist"—the revised name of the uncute Ogre Slayer Fist.
I spread my invisible fighting spirit like threads to the other party, aiming to control his limbs as I pleased.
In fact, all of the darlings in this mansion were under my control, dancing in the palm of my hand.
That was why they could never run or call for help from the outside.
And those threads were surrounding that white-haired undead.
He shouldn't be able to move anymore.
Ehehehe, in the end, you were just a prince that got caught inside the Demon King's cage.
Whoops? It should be a princess, right?
But of course, the princess is ME!
Well then, my super-duper adorable prince… I'll fill you to the brim with M-Y-L-O-V-E-S-E-E-D♡
―SNAPSNAPSNAP.
「… Eh?」
I unintentionally let out an unladylike voice of astonishment.
After all, this white-haired fellow had easily torn my threads apart.
Eh, that number of threads should be enough to immobilize an orc king, you know?!
Gimme a break! How could he tear it with such a nonchalant face?!
「Fireball」
That white-haired undead suddenly shot his magic when I had yet to recover from the shock.
Fireball?!
Where was the fireball?!
「Gunu!」
I dodged in a hurry.
He burned my gorgeous dress!
Moreover, I shook off the flying sparks with my exposed arm.
After all, my body could recover no matter how much damage I received―
「-Eh?」
The most unbelievable thing that I saw today—the burn mark on my arm hadn't healed.