Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

It was the early morning of the following day.

Me and Claudie were waiting for Copson.

"Why didn't you come?"

"I don't think I got in yesterday."

Claudie said it didn't seem to matter.

No, let's just go yesterday.

"Is that so?"

No wonder Copson, who fell asleep on the street last night, was dragged by the murderers to take away my property and throw a built-in party... Well, that's not going to happen. It's a festival and the church is using its power to manage safety, so the paladins were patrolling at dawn.

It's hard to transfer to Cityguard as soon as you find a criminal because of the merciless nature of the world's religions. It would be a good thing you didn't kill her. Crusaders were people who saw evil humans as equal to monsters and hated them.

Those lunatics know that if they defeat a robber, they'll go to heaven. I don't know about heaven, but it seemed obvious that the robbers would go to hell.

"Woman... barian..."

I was so worried, I heard a very unmasked voice. Copson is approaching with his head turned and his hair turned greasy. He seemed extremely tired of the effects of his hangover.

"You must have kept me waiting. Let's go..."

"Uh, yeah, good morning. But can you go? It doesn't make any sense."

What a farm boy.

"No problem... not the undead."

"You're just an undead now. You lunatic."

"Hmph... It'll be fine if you move a little bit."

When I looked at him, I felt like I had entered his house. Then, let's start with a triple party today. It's too bad Elise isn't here. I'm running a religious stall from today, so I can't go with you.

"Amton, let's get out."

I formed a triple party and went out. Copson may seem exhausted, but he's an E-class adventurer who can take unpaired shots against zombies and skeletons. There's nothing to worry about. The three of us in Claudie's yard will make the same amount of money as yesterday.

"Cat, let's go the other way this time."

"The other way?"

"I've always been on my way, so it won't matter. Let's pioneer a new path."

"Well, that's a good idea. Well, let's do it."

As Claudie said, he went in a slightly different direction than he usually did. Thinking about it, I was also friendly with the Ghosts yesterday. There is nothing good about catching those ten birds, so going that way is not recommended.

Ghosts' habitat needs to be avoided as much as possible.

"This is a similar situation."

"Flying flies... I hate bugs."

I came the other way, but this side didn't seem special either.

Zombie corpses without heads or skeletons of rotten bones are scattered around. It's been a long time since adventurers have turned this place into a swarm of starving locusts. The undead, who were joyfully singing death, were devastated.

Isn't it dangerous to collect Dalant?

Undead became more and more difficult to find because there was a limit to the number, not a regen. In the meantime, the population has decreased considerably. Now it's my job to find it.

- Aurorong.

- Auroron.

I've been looking for it for a while, but I can find two of them stuck together.

"You got two. Yeah."

Copson pulls the knife and advances. Zombies who wander and relax are not dangerous opponents at all. He swings the knife and cleaves the zombie's head skillfully. The reality is that Lep is lower than the drunkard.

- Degur, jaw.

I simply cut the zombie's throat. I picked up my fallen neck and put it in my sack. Copson said as he stretched.

"My body is full of energy."

"Thank God for that."

"If you're in good shape now, it's okay for you to show up."

"Ghoul."

Ghoul is a Rare Monster like a Goblin who gives 5 talents for each head.

They were living muscles, unlike the weak undead, who were half-rotten. They heal their rotting bodies by chewing and swallowing their flesh. It is an intact cannibal. They are obsessed with cannibalism because the flesh rots more and more if they don't eat people.

If a man dies from a curse, he becomes a goose. I don't know much about it. All I know is that they are tougher than I thought and stronger than humans. There would be nothing in my head but murder and cannibalism.

I don't want to see you because it seems quite dangerous to listen. Even if you give them five Dalits, it would be a hundred times more profitable to catch five zombies at a time.

"Claudie. Have you ever baked?"

"I've heard the story, but I don't think I've seen it myself. I've never seen a zombie before. Underago was just Skeleton and Murphy in Shrdick."

"Yes?" he said. "Well, the sun is so sunny, but it's not a very good place for people to live. Zombies aren't gonna dry out."

"Well, it is, isn't it?"

Anyway, until yesterday, Mr. Undead was dry. The ecosystem collapsed. When the dead are gone, the festival will be over. I don't think that's much longer. Then we'll have to pick as many mulberries as we can before we do.

"Wouldn't you go deeper? There must be isolated undead in a rare place. I think we should go someplace that most people know about."

"Well, that's a good idea."

I decided to do what Copson said. Taking direction led him to delegate. It'll be the same no matter who does it anyway. He walks through the bushes confidently. The absence of a step forward implied that the future would be positive.

I hope so again. I arrived at the foot of a mountain that didn't feel human at all.

Surprisingly, Undead was a security guard.

"Hey, Copson. Thinking about it, the undead are ready to chase the living, right?"

I asked Copson what came to mind.

"I see."

"Then there will be no place where there are no people."

"..."

He didn't answer.

I looked back at Claudie.

"Idiot."

Oh, shit.

Yesterday's discovery of the undead was not entirely so popular, it was the way people would go. Claudie said again with a strange expression.

"But I think it's worth a look around here. We've never been here before. Let's find a way around people. Come with me. I think I'd rather find a way than you guys."

"Yes..."

"I'm sorry about this..."

Although it came a long way, it is a mountain near the city, so there must be a way to go.

We decided to try to find it by activating the wild senses to the extreme. However, Claudie was from the desert, so she was unfamiliar with the mountain, Copson was an asshole, and I couldn't find a way either.

"Fuck, where else is this place?"

"Well..."

"I don't know."

Surprisingly lost. Claudie, who was leading us to destruction. After a closer look, the inside of the hood is covered with a concealed ear.

Well, I remember the road well, but it's okay... I lost my business today.

"Claudie, what the hell are you doing?"

"... Look over there!"

Claudie, whose face was dull, frowned. I felt very ashamed because I lost my way on the subject of leading confidently. I checked where I was pointing.

- Khurook, Khurook.

What was there was Mummy. Don't be ridiculous. It's an undead monster twisted around in a bandage. He was no more than a walking mummy.

It was the only difference between zombies wearing old clothes and them wrapping bandages.

"Mummy."

"Yeah, I found it."

"But not one, Miss Claudie."

"..."

Murmi was in the middle of a bandage hanging from a branch of a tree and not being able to reach Edozer. It looked pathetic, but I had to kill him anyway. The three of us approached it.

- Hook! Kuhook!

Murmi reaches out with a violent shout as soon as she sees us. However, the bandage was completely tangled and could not move a single step.

"What a moron."

I simply swung the knife and dropped my head. I picked it up and put it back in the sack. Perhaps while traveling, the bandage appears to be hanging here and isolated.

"Surely there are no undead here."

Copson, who swept over his head, said: Time was already past noon. However, it was not very hot because the trees were overgrown.

"Let's go down. There's nothing more to see here."

"The Undead has dried up."

This hunting ground selection seems to be a failure. Even now, it would be better to go down quickly and make up for the damage.

So I decided Hassan and went down quickly. Due to the nature of the surrounding terrain, it was possible to get out of the mountain once it had gone down.

Claudie, who was walking beside me, made excuses.

"... this wouldn't have happened if this had been a desert."

"It's okay. Everything you don't know is the same."

However, this is not a desert.

Well, maybe people do. I don't intend to blame you.

It was time to come down again. I felt like I could see the city with just one head.

I thought I'd take a break. Claudie grabbed my shoulder.

"Cat, wait. Stop him, too."

"Huh? Hey, Copson. Pause."

"What's going on?"

I called Copson because I wanted to say something. As he approaches, Claudie slowly looks around and says,

"I feel popular around here."

"Popular?"

Do you have any other adventurers around?

- Gross.

I drew my sword without further thought. Claudie nods as she sees it. Since the field didn't know what was going to happen, it was right to prepare for battle once someone was there. The world is full of murderous robbers and scepters.

Copson also draws a knife and looks around.

"One, two, three... six. Hmm, is it appropriate..."

Claudie murmured. Please, I want you to be ordinary adventurers.

I don't want to see blood on the festival day. I stood behind the tree and stood against my back, and I heard the sound of my feet.

- Boom, boom.

- Bugs and bumps.

- Zec.

Finally, what was revealed were the vestiges of the flesh. Adventurers who don't have a soul when they're on the move. They were very ordinary people with weapons and hoods. Is it grade E? They've also come to purify the undead...

I checked their equipment and realized something.

"Fuck. Those bastards don't have sacks."

"What does that mean?"

"Not the bastards who came to get Undead."

None of them had sacks or bags.

Then what?

Those bastards must be here to catch people.

Please, I hope not.

"Hoo-hoo, did you see it right?"

"Do you have a laugh..."

Claudie thought the same thing about me.

This is a very remote place. The fact that there are only six in this place meant it was not very good. I'm not here to catch Undead because I don't have a sack. I'm not going to travel to another place because I don't have any luggage. Of course, not even college students come to camping.

Then there are two things I can think of.

One is an adventurer party who came to carry out other seedling quests, and the other is a criminal who was merely lurking around with the idea of robbing in a remote place. Those two. If they were electrons, they wouldn't have wishes.

However, when I think about it, their faces look terrible. Even though the original adventurers looked nasty, they seemed to have abandoned their drunkenness.

It was a hundred percent homicide robbery.

If those bastards weren't murderers, this world would have looked like something was wrong.

"I think they found us, too."

"..."

The six armies are getting closer. Distance is not that far.

"Claudie, are there any ambushes?"

"No, six's over."

"I mean..."

None of them looked like they had arrows or slings. They were all ordinary people armed with swords and axes. As they got closer, I could be more thorough.

He's taller than me, and his forearm doesn't look very thick.

If it's six.

"Hey, those bastards behind the trees! I know you're there. Hang in there!"

The man who was standing at the forefront said in a hoarse tone.

"Hey, guys, nice to meet you."

You don't have to hide because you already know.

I immediately came forward to them with the knife out of my hand.