I want to die.

    When I first opened my eyes, that was the only thought that filled my head.

    I looked around with tired eyes to shake off the overwhelming emptiness.

    The bed, heavily stained with bodily fluids, bore traces of the struggle that had taken place over the past few hours.

    The memory of my first sex, crying awkwardly while being held in the arms of a knight.

    Every time the terrible smell coming from the bed passed my nose, a memory came back to me as vivid as a photo.

    “Ugh! die! die! Die!”

    Out of embarrassment, I hit the pillow and screamed.

    However, once the memories came to mind, there was no sign of them disappearing.

    It’s crazy, it must be crazy.

    Why did I do that?

    Why did you think sex with that asshole felt good? Why did you do that!

    “Ugh! Fuck! Shibaal!”

    I couldn’t bear the feeling of shame, so I rolled around on the bed.

    Oh right. The bed was very dirty.

    “Wow! Oooh!”

    The bad smell emanating from the blanket soaked in bodily fluids made me run straight to the bedside and gag.

    The disgusting smell at the tip of my nose felt like undeniable evidence of what I had just done.

    I became a woman and had sex with a man.

    I even shook my butt in front of the man and said that I wanted his cock.

    It wasn’t my will. It really wasn’t!

    There’s no way I would have thought about what a female would do with an undergarment!

    As I was making excuses, I retched noisily from the feeling of nausea rising again.

    After a long period of vomiting with nothing coming out, I collapsed and leaned against the bedside.

    I wish this was all a dream.

    How wonderful it would be if everything, including being thrown into a strange world and facing repeated deaths, and howling while accepting a man’s dick, were all just a dream.

    However, the unpleasant feeling of a foreign body still feeling heavy in my stomach was constantly reminding me that this was a cold reality.

    I thought I had scraped it all off earlier, but I had the unpleasant feeling that there was still semen left in my body that I couldn’t get out yet.

    ‘This bastard just cum!’

    I turned my gaze and glared at the large knight who had fallen down the bed.

    The knight, naked without even a single layer of clothing, was in a very ugly and uncomfortable-looking posture, with his face down on the floor and his buttocks raised.

    But he showed no signs of discomfort.

    He just stared into empty space with a completely relaxed, stupid face.

    When I first opened my eyes and saw the article in front of me, I thought my heart would sink.

    I was so shocked that I immediately screamed and pushed him off the bed.

    The appearance of the knight lying face down in a strange posture was caused by the commotion at this time.

    Despite all the commotion, the knight did not wake up.

    No, it may be nonsense to say that he did not wake up.

    The driver’s eyes were still open and he was breathing properly.

    But that was all.

    The knight was just grinning with a smile on his face and did not react to any external stimuli.

    ‘A person whose soul has escaped.’

    That thought naturally came to mind when I saw the article showing what seemed like an empty shell.

    And of course the reason is this.

    I cautiously approached the knight and checked his status window.

    Name: Asmond Tendril

    Race: Human

    Gender: Male

    Age: &*#$!

    Status: $@#$^^$%^@$#%

    Castle Wall: Mother Complex

    Special Note: Dependent on Elena Glummarch due to the unique skill [Princess’s Charm]

    Subordinated to Elena Glummarch by the unique skill Princess’s Charm.

    It was the only letter that had meaning among the unrecognizably broken letters.

    Forgetting the feeling of a foreign body inside his body, he clenched his fists and raised them high in the sky.

    “I did it!”

    I let out a cheer that came from deep in my heart.

    Finally, finally, I succeeded.

    Repeat countless cruel deaths, overcome extreme shame, and finally!

    이 빌어먹을 개새끼를 매료시키는 데 성공했다고!

    “Haha! You look good, you bastard. That’s why you should always use your mind wisely!”

    Shouting like that, he kicked the fallen knight’s butt with all his might.

    Of course, I had to hold my feet and whine for a while because my ass was as hard as a rock, but it still felt great.

    We just got entangled and had sex like animals. Isn’t that too much?

    Fuck you!

    This is disgusting, you murderer and rapist.

    If you go around messing around carelessly, you’ll end up like this!

    He immediately jumped off the bed and ran towards the sword the knight had dropped.

    It was a heavy sword with a large overall blade and a wide blade, as it was used by a large knight.

    I think I saw it in a game. This shape… … Is it a bastard sword?

    Of course, the knight’s huge sword was difficult to hold with one hand, and it was so heavy that just holding it with two hands would cause my back to buckle.

    How could you swing something like this with one hand?

    After assessing the knight’s immense power, I was disgusted.

    A bastard that doesn’t even look like a human.

    When I hit someone’s neck with something like this, it came off so easily.

    Without realizing it, I remembered the time when the knight swung this sword and decapitated my head, and I quickly shook off that thought.

    Forcibly shaking off the goosebumps that had risen on my forearms, I held on to the knight’s sword with both hands.

    Moving a knight’s sword was never easy.

    Forcing myself to carry a heavy sword with a bright blue edge felt like a new type of self-harm method.

    While I was contemplating, I dragged the sword on the floor and barely managed to move the knight’s sword.

    Even though the horrifying sound of the sword scraping against the stone floor rang out, the knight still did not move a single movement.

    I looked at the driver, panting from the unfamiliar labor.

    uh… … But what now?

    I was embarrassed.

    If I had to compare it, I should say that it felt like I ordered chicken, but instead of well-fried chicken, I got a living chicken.

    If this were a game world, there would be no worries.

    All you have to do is equip the sword in the equipment compartment and attack the incapacitated knight, and that’s it.

    But now, this is not a game world, but a stark real world.

    Even if you die, you can be revived several times, and although there is a status window that you can check, this is a reality in which you directly move your body and feel pain.

    ‘Can I really kill this bastard?’

    He looked down at the knight who was lying face down, holding the sword with both hands.

    Immediately, the memories of countless deaths and the last sex that was almost like rape brought out my anger.

    But I still resisted the idea of having to kill him.

    In any case, there is a big difference between thinking ‘I want to kill’ and actually killing someone with my own hands.

    I’m killing people? And that by striking the sword with my own hand?

    Honestly, I wasn’t confident.

    More than anything, the important thing was that even if I decided to kill the knight now, I couldn’t change the current situation.

    How should I use this bastard?

    I pressed my finger against the stupid knight’s face.

    The reason I endured humiliation and charmed the knight was to turn him into a Death Knight and make him one of my subjects.

    But now I don’t know how to revive a knight as a Death Knight and make him one of my subjects.

    In the end, that was the problem.

    Even if you have all the ingredients ready, you can’t execute it if you don’t know the method.

    ‘If you kill it carelessly and bring it back to life so you can’t eat it, it would be a really big problem. ‘Because now I’m losing the best power I can have.’

    Going out into the outside world with Elena’s undead body and a body so thin that she can’t even hold a sword properly is tantamount to suicide.

    In order to go outside, monitor the situation, and plan for the future, I needed a Death Knight to protect me.

    I hate to admit it, but this article was the only hope I could rely on when I had nothing.

    “Like damn Elena. Why isn’t there a single skill I can use?”

    I sighed deeply.

    Despite being a dungeon boss in name, Elena’s body, which I was currently inhabiting, was frighteningly incompetent.

    What if there was a status window that could be opened?

    There isn’t a single legible text.

    Feeling frustrated and grasping at straws, I opened the status window for the first time in a long time.

    Name: Elena Glummarch

    Race: Undead

    Gender: ^$#%?

    Age: &*#$!

    Status: *&^$%@########

    Erosion progress: 12%

    Special feature: Necromancy can be used

    As expected, a screen full of broken letters greeted me.

    There’s no need to check… … .

    Wait, it seems like something has changed?

    I rubbed my eyes and checked the status window again.

    Certainly, there were some changes.

    Can you use necromancy? really?

    I was dumbfounded by the sudden change.

    When I checked before, such a phrase clearly did not exist. I can swear.

    Therefore, I was obsessed with the suspicious unique skill ‘Princess’s Charm’.

    But now you can use necromancy?

    After taking a deep breath, I looked at the status window again with a calm mind.

    Now that I look at it, I am also concerned that the number of the suspicious item called erosion progress has changed.

    The writing, which was completely broken and unrecognizable in the slightest, is now visible very clearly.

    Could it be that this phrase has something to do with the availability of necromancy?

    To begin with, the phrase ‘erosion progress’ itself somehow exudes an ominous, necromantic energy.

    But wait, why? … I feel like I’ve seen this word ‘erosion progress’ somewhere before.

    I frowned and tried to remember.

    But no matter how much I tried to remember, nothing came to mind.

    ‘The word ‘erosion progress’ is annoying, but we’ll find out about it later… … Let’s kill him first.’

    After thinking about it for a while, I finally came to a conclusion.

    Even if you force yourself to think about a problem that cannot be solved, nothing will be solved.

    It would be better to first solve problems that can be clearly solved.

    First, kill this bastard and use necromancy on its corpse to create a Death Knight.

    That way, I can finally create a bodyguard to protect my fragile body, something I’ve wanted so badly since I arrived in this world!

    Okay, perfect plan!

    “Now, to do that, I have to kill this guy… … .”

    He barely raised the sword with both hands and looked at the knight.

    In my mind, I’m already a bastard who’s been torn to death dozens or hundreds of times, but anyway, imagination and reality are different.

    How great it would be if you could use magic.

    If that were the case, I wouldn’t have to feel this way.

    As I thought about that, I soon made up my mind.

    Because I decided to survive.

    One way or another, I will survive.

    It was clear that he wouldn’t be able to swing a sword properly with these thin forearms.

    Therefore, I raised my sword high and cautiously aimed it at the knight’s chest.

    If cutting is difficult, stabbing is enough.

    Even if you lack strength, if you stab with all your might, you will definitely succeed.

    After taking a deep breath, he stabbed the knight with his whole body, falling towards his motionless chest.

    Quad Deuk!

    As the knife dug into my flesh and muscles, I got goosebumps from the intense resistance I felt at my fingertips.

    The sword, sharp enough, easily penetrated the knight’s chest, but was unable to pierce it completely.

    It felt as if the knight’s ridiculously strong muscles were holding the blade.

    Is this possible?

    I, who was purely amazed at the amazing durability, soon came to my senses and grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands.

    ‘You can’t do it sloppily. ‘We have to make sure we end here.’

    I didn’t know when the charm effect on the knight would wear off and the knight would attack me again.

    To go through all that again… … I will politely decline.

    The knight’s face, which had been grinning the whole time, was now stained with pain.

    Suddenly, it occurred to me that the fascination I had with him might be broken in the aftermath of the extreme pain.

    That is absolutely not possible!

    I forced my hand to rest on the handle of the knife, which kept slipping due to the sweat running down my face.

    It was difficult to control the shaking movements of my hands, but I tried my best to remain calm.

    As if carrying your weight and hanging on with your whole body, now is the time!

    “ Please, please, finely, dying, this dog! ”

    Kwazijic! Wood clatter!

    The horrifying sound of muscles being torn and bones breaking fiercely hit my ears.

    The blood splashed from the knight’s body and splashed everywhere, staining the bed and my body red.

    I feel like I’m going to lose consciousness at any moment from the fishy smell of blood.

    Is he dead?

    I carefully looked at the knight’s appearance, trying to avoid the blood gushing from the knight’s body.

    The knight kneeling with his sword in his chest did not even move.

    It’s like looking at a strangely shaped statue.

    The sword entered the chest, pierced the knight’s body, and then protruded from his back.

    A fatal stab aimed precisely at the heart area.

    Even though I am not a doctor, I can be sure.

    Dead, definitely dead.

    If it could survive with such a terrible appearance, it would not be a human, but something disguised as a human.

    My legs lost their strength and I slumped down in place.

    The blood that had flowed out of the knight’s body was now forming a small puddle on the floor.

    The sensation that had penetrated the knight’s body still remained in his trembling hands.

    As I was frantically trying to erase the blood stains on my hands, I suddenly felt the urge to cry.

    ‘Hold on, you bastard. ‘Now is not the time.’

    I slapped myself in the face mercilessly and came to my senses.

    Along with the pain in my cheek, which had begun to swell red, I felt like my mind, which had been clouded, was returning to some extent.

    There is no time to be sentimental, now is the time to move.

    I quickly got up, closed my eyes, and raised my hand towards the driver.

    Now all I have to do is use necromancy on this bastard… … It works… … wait for a sec.

    Suddenly, the realization that something was very wrong sent a shiver down my spine.

    Oh my god, haven’t I thought about that before?

    This is the very problem that must be thought of before killing the knight.

    “… … How do you use magic?”

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