My Curse? A Different Yandere in Every Reincarnation-Chapter 177: Emergency

"Shizune, I think we’ve got a problem," Beatriz rushes into the room as I’m sipping a cup of milk, a week after our wedding.

"What’s the problem?" I ask curiously.

"Undead, a lot of them, outside the kingdom, they seem not to have noticed the barrier, so they got in, but some of them died," She speaks with urgency.

"I see, so this is the fourth calamity you mentioned?" I say, getting up as I reinforce my dress with ice, turning it into armor.

"I’m glad you caught on quickly. The paladins are already preparing, we both need to go there," She says, grabbing my hand and pulling me urgently towards the church’s underground to give me the spear.

As soon as we arrive, I see the magnificent spear, and Beatriz removes it from the chains and hands it to me.

"We need to be quick. As soon as you get used to the weapon, go upstairs and let’s head out," She says, rushing upstairs, leaving me here. I’ve never seen her this nervous since I arrived.

"Ow..." I end up dropping the spear as I feel a burning sensation. I look at my hand, seeing something that shocks me.

"Damage!" My hand has blisters, as if it had been burned by something very hot, and this leaves me shocked. If I’m receiving this kind of purification damage, it means the spear can now kill me.

’Is it because I’m going to use it against a Yandere?’ I’m almost certain that Bella is the enemy.

"If...I use this weapon, I might end up dying..." My hand is numb and it really hurts. A good idea would be not to use this weapon, but the problem is that I don’t know sacred magic, so my usefulness in the fight would be reduced since I wouldn’t be able to kill most of the enemies.

’If I use this spear, even if Bella or Beatriz don’t kill me, I’ll die on my own...’ It’s basically suicide to use this spear, and I think seriously about Beatriz. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"...I think...if it’s for her, it’s worth it..." Beatriz is a nice person, I think it’s worth dying for her. My current life is like this anyway, either someone kills me or I kill myself. If I’m going to die anyway, I can at least sacrifice my life for a good person.

I form thick and dense ice gloves and immediately grab the spear. I feel the sacred power coursing through my body, it hurts and is unpleasant, I feel as if I’m slowly carbonizing.

"I can only pray that I last long enough..." Even if I kill Bella because of the time I’ll spend holding this, death will be a guarantee even if I drop the spear, since my body will be filled with sacred power.

"I must be quick then," I start running upstairs, keeping the spear in my hand. The ice glove at least slightly reduces the influence of the sacred power.

I quickly find Beatriz calming everyone while leading priests, paladins, and nuns to fight.

"Oh, I’m glad you’re here, Shizune. How’s the spear? Do you think you can use it well?" Beatriz asks without noticing how my hand is trembling. I perfectly hide my discomfort.

"Yes, it’s an incredible weapon. It will be great against the undead," It’s a blow and a death for any undead I encounter.

"That’s good to hear. I think it will take us two hours to get there. During that time, let your body fill with sacred power to increase your power," She says, dashing any chance of me temporarily distancing myself from the spear.

"S-Sure, I’ll keep it with me the whole time... Do you think this fight will take long?" I ask with doubt.

"Hmm... My barrier is working well, but there are at least 40,000 other undead surrounding the kingdom. However, we only need to deal with the necromancer."

"That’s why our plan will be for me and you to advance with everything, going after the necromancer, while the paladins clear the way," Beatriz quickly explains the plan as I notice the rapid movement in the church.

"Then let’s go..." I say as we both head outside, where there’s a carriage with two large and powerful white war horses.

"Our carriage, everything was already ready. We’re going to stop this calamity, Shizune, don’t worry," Beatriz says as the reason for this being a calamity is obvious.

If a necromancer kills people, he naturally will have more dead. With 40,000 undead, if he attacks a kingdom, by the end of the fight, if he wins, his number would exceed 100,000 undead in the worst-case scenario, and more than 150,000 in the best-case scenario for him.

That’s why we can’t let the dead attack this kingdom. I just wonder how the hell Bella gathered so many dead, that’s a number that like 7 or 8 necromancers would need to team up to gather so quickly.

"You’re tense?" Beatriz asks as we get on the carriage.

"Tense?"

"Your hands are shaking," She says, confusing things.

"Ah, yes, I’m tense..." I lie, positioning the spear at an angle that doesn’t bother us, but without letting go of it because, as Beatriz said, I need to gather sacred power in my body, which will help in the fight, but is also slowly killing me.

"Want a kiss?" She asks, and I nod, and she gives me an innocent peck on the cheek.

"..."

"Haha, were you expecting more?" She says with a chuckle.

"Actually, I was, unfortunately we haven’t had a chance to explore each other more," I murmur.

"But we’ll have time after this fight," She says, unaware of anything.

"Yes...we’ll have time..." Although we’ve done naughty things, none of us have really gone far enough to touch each other’s intimate parts, apart from the breasts and kisses.

"Want a drink of my milk, honey?" I say, knowing it will be the last time.

"B-But what if someone sees?" She says, embarrassed, even though the carriage is closed.

"We’re married, there’s no problem with us doing this," I say as she hesitates, but nods. The carriage starts moving as I hear various other sounds, it seems we’re already leaving with a paladin leading the way.

Without caring about that, Beatriz carefully releases my bust and puts her mouth on my breast, sucking my milk affectionately but forcefully. This is also useful to help with her magic.

"Shizune, you’re hiding something from me, aren’t you?" She says, releasing my breast and adjusting my dress again.

"...I am, but I promise I’ll tell you after the fight is over," I say to her the "truth" since after the fight she’ll really know what I’m hiding.

"Promise?"

"Of course I promise. Let’s finish this threat easily, we’re like super strong, you know?" I say confidently, trying to cheer her up.

"You’re right, 40,000 enemies are nothing too much. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you," She says confidently. Our way of fighting will be obvious, me on the front line and her a little distance away, providing support with attacks and defense.

’My arm seems to be burning...’ I look at the veins in my arms, they look a bit strange due to the sacred power invading my body.

’If I keep this pace, it will reach my heart in a few hours... but I’ll be fine as long as the flames on my neck stay lit.’ The problem will be if the sacred power reaches the flames, extinguishing them.

"You know, this is the first time you’ll see me fight with everything, right?" I say, letting my head go and handing it to Beatriz, who is surprised.

"Y-Yes... t-that’s kind of scary... does it hurt?" She asks, looking at my neck while holding my head affectionately.

"No, it doesn’t hurt. I’m just giving you my head so you can feel that I’m comforting you until we reach the site," I say as she gains a silly smile.

"Your flames are quite vigorous, that’s good, right?" She says, looking at the flames on my neck.

"Yes, they indicate my life... if they go out, it means I’m dead. Think of them as my true heart, so to speak," I say with irony.

"They’re very beautiful flames, I’ve never seen black flames before," She says, touching the flames curiously, like a moth drawn to fire.

"Thank you for the compliment... although it’s kind of strange to be complimented for that," I say with a smile on my face.

"Well, it’s a compliment, so it’s good! How about a more serious kiss now?" She says, bringing my head to her level.

"Hmm, you naughty girl, you want to kiss my head with my body right here. Maybe my body will get jealous," I say as a joke.

"S-Seriously!? Is your body like, consciously separate from your head?" She asks with curiosity.

"No, I’m just joking. I’m the one controlling it, although it’s a bit hard to control without being able to see exactly where it’s going," That’s why in serious fights I hold my head near my chest, at a stable and perfect height for me to see everything.

"Y-You know, you seem kind of naughty like this," She says timidly.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it’s just... y-your head can reach places it normally couldn’t," She says, her imagination running wild.

"This is honestly the kind of conversation you’d never expect someone to have before an important battle," I say, making her even more embarrassed.

"...W-Well, you’re absolutely right, and I’m wrong... so, have you ever used your head to touch other parts?" She asks, curiosity taking over.

"Well... I’ve done a little, like I can suck my own breasts..." I murmur, looking away as she timidly kisses my forehead.

"Hehehe, I knew it," She says, as if she had won something.

"Okay, enough of this talk, we have more serious matters to discuss, don’t you think?" I say, ignoring the slight pain in my arm.

"You’re right, let’s make a detailed backup plan in case of an emergency," She says, now with a serious tone, stopping the couple’s playfulness.

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