My Harem of Dangerous and Crazy Women as a Reincarnated Necromancer-Chapter 54: A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

"Obviously I had to finish them off quickly with Vorax’s help before I could use Wake Up on them," Mark replied matter-of-factly.

"..."

Mark had said it in the same tone someone might use to explain that they had to restart their computer before installing an update.

"Wake up only works on corpses, so... well, first I had to turn them into corpses."

Rose stayed silent and stared at him for a couple of seconds.

Her expression went from confusion to surprise, then from surprise to something that looked like a complete reassessment of the person standing before her, and finally landed on a half smile that mixed amusement with something close to respect.

"...I didn’t expect that from you, Master," Rose said in a teasing tone. "Killing five innocent people without hesitation to use them as weapons... that’s pretty ruthless."

"It was five strangers or the three of us, the math was pretty simple," Mark replied with a shrug from the floor.

"Don’t get me wrong," Rose said, raising a hand. "I’m not saying it as a criticism. In fact, I’m glad to know my Master is someone competent who can make hard decisions without freezing up... that’s more valuable than any combat ability."

"Well, thanks for the compli—"

Mark couldn’t finish the sentence because five bodies launched themselves on top of him.

"Master, that was incredible!"

"You’re amazing, Master!"

"Obviously our Master is someone competent! He’s the best Master in the world!"

"What a brilliant strategy! I’m so proud to serve someone like you!"

"Master, Master, Master!"

The five reanimated women had thrown themselves at Mark from every possible direction.

Their bloodied arms wrapped around his neck, torso, and shoulders as voices filled with blind devotion rained down on him from every angle.

Mark, still lying on the floor, suddenly found himself buried under a pile of female bodies hugging him with enthusiasm that bordered on fanatical.

"Hey, hey..." Mark said calmly, raising his hands among the sea of arms surrounding him. "I appreciate the enthusiasm, I really do, but... could you give me a little space? Your open wounds are getting blood all over me."

And that wasn’t an exaggeration.

All five were still covered in both dried and fresh blood, with open wounds dripping onto Mark’s clothes with every movement.

Mark’s clothes, which until a few minutes ago had been relatively clean, now looked like something out of a low-budget horror film.

"Yes, Master!"

"We’re so sorry, Master!"

"Forgive us, Master!"

"We’re sorry for making a mess of you, Master!"

"We got carried away, Master!"

The five obediently pulled back and sat around him in a semicircle, looking at him with the unconditional admiration Mark knew so well by now.

’Great... five more Arias.’

Mark sat up and shook the blood off his arms as best he could, which wasn’t much considering they had essentially bathed him in it.

He turned toward Yuki, who was still standing beside the nun’s body in the same position she’d been in since stepping off her.

"Good work keeping the crazy one busy, Yuki."

Yuki simply nodded in silence, then her gaze drifted toward the body on the floor.

The nun lay face up with her eyes open, those green eyes that minutes ago had burned with fury were now completely blank.

The hole in her chest where the dagger had entered was clean, right through the heart.

’Flawless work, as always,’ Mark thought with mild amusement.

Mark got fully to his feet, shaking dust and blood off himself, and walked toward the body.

Yuki stepped slightly to the side to let him through.

Rose also approached, and the three of them ended up standing around the woman’s body.

Mark stared at the corpse for a moment before speaking.

"That woman seemed to know you, Yuki."

"It seemed that way," Yuki replied without changing expression. "Throughout the entire fight she kept talking to me... she even asked me what I was doing here, and said I was supposed to be missing." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Do you remember anything about her?" Mark asked.

"No..." Yuki’s answer was immediate, without a trace of doubt.

Mark simply nodded, it didn’t surprise him.

Yuki had lost most of her memories, so if this woman was part of her past, that information had been lost along with everything else.

’Though assuming they knew each other... that raises some interesting questions about who Yuki was before I found her...’

Mark set that thought aside for later and stood looking at the body in silence.

’Terrifying.’ That was the only word that came to mind when he looked at this woman.

She had carried five people up from the lower floors of the Demon Lord’s dungeon.

She had cleared an entire hall of forty monsters as if they were trash, and after all of that had fought Yuki and Rose simultaneously while severely wounded, and even then the fight had been tilting in her favor.

And according to what Rose had shouted during the battle, this woman was a cleric.

’Though to me she looked more like a berserker than anything else.’

What kind of cleric fought with giant gauntlets and vaporized enemies with her fists?

’If this is what she could do half dead... what’s her actual level?’

"Master."

Rose’s voice broke through his thoughts and Mark looked at her.

Rose was staring at the body with an expression that was somewhat difficult to read.

"Aren’t you planning to revive her?" Rose asked directly, gesturing at the body with a casual wave of her hand.

Mark didn’t answer right away.

’I could try, but... her body is so damaged I’m not sure it would even be worth attempting,’

Mark couldn’t keep thinking because Rose spoke again.

"Think about it," Rose continued, crossing her arms. "We barely managed to beat her in that condition, with wounds that would have killed any normal person three times over... honestly, I don’t even want to imagine what she’s capable of at her best."

Rose paused, then added with a half smile.

"And being honest... seeing what she can do, it would be a waste not to have her on our side."

With that last thing Rose said, there was nothing left to think about.

Rose was right, this woman was, without exaggeration, the most dangerous thing Mark had encountered since arriving in this world, obviously not counting Ely, and no matter how damaged her body was, even half her strength was already dangerous.

And if he could have that strength on his side...

"You’re right, and besides, we have nothing to lose by trying."

Mark knelt beside the nun’s body and extended his hand over the woman’s chest, right next to the hole Yuki’s dagger had left, and closed his eyes.

"Wake Up."