"Miss Yae, Your Excellency's arrival has made Zai Xia breathe a sigh of relief, and I am eager to rely on Your Excellency's martial arts to climb the first daimyo of Lonely Mountain again."

"It's Miss Yae, with Miss Yae's martial courage and wisdom, it's perfect to lead us, and I'm willing to invest in Miss Yae to lead the three generations of left guards and right doors."

Big news!

Yae Tokimura is back!

The entire ronin camp fell into a huge cheer at once, for the ronins who were lost in the lonely mountain, who is more suitable to lead them than the life experience of the Yae family's six generations and five systems to dominate Kyushu's famous sword? The samurai excitedly drank inferior homemade rice wine, happily munched on the delicious barbecue, and some elegant people, such as the patriarch of the Kushiro family, had already begun to dance with fans and sing a poetic waka song.

The lively air is a bit in conflict with the cold face of the returning woman with the best mind among the ronins at the moment.

"Well, it's good if you come back Shicun, we can sing together, drink together, and be more martial arts together. Next... I'm really lucky to be born in this era, to be born in this era with your Yae Toki Village. The wind of the northern country cannot shake the will of the next, and the cozy bird is the sword of your Excellency, and I am willing to defeat you. ”

Yae Tokimura's face was pale, and he looked a little thinner than before, and a cold smile hung out from his bloodless little mouth.

"Perhaps, it's misfortune - Junichiro, it may be a misfortune to be born in this filthy world full of life, then, Junichiro, if you had another chance to choose, would you choose to get out of this tragic world?"

Her voice was low, whispering like a dream.

"Huh? Shimura, you've been different since you came back from outside, did you encounter something that didn't go your way? ”

Junichiro asked, and the somewhat beautiful boy asked melancholy: "In the past, Shimura would never ask this kind of question, Shimura would not hesitate to do it, and it is in the filthy world that only people like you will have purity, justice and justice." This one... Sometimes the world of the village, I like it very much. ”

"Answer, is that so?"

Tokimura, who was dressed in a red kimono, smiled weakly.

"Please come back, I'll be back in a moment for your celebration."

Junichiro walked back with a smile on his face and an expression of fascination with his sweetheart, and if he had paid attention, he could have seen the coldness on Yae Tokimura's face and the strangeness of saying the word 'participate' at the end.

Yae Shimura was thin and stood in the cold wind, the wind was a bit strong, and she wore less, but she was not cold, because her body was already very cold.

"Tokimura—"

A voice that was also extremely beautiful from an acoustic point of view came from the empty night, and the woman who came out from behind the big wishing tree made Tokimura finally show a sincere smile. "Master."

The appearance of the women who came was mature with immaturity, and immature with a coquettish sense. She clutched her supple black hair, her red, almost purple eyes reflecting the distractions of the world, a crystal of an almost pure yet evil essence, which was her eyes.

"Shicun, Shicun, how does it feel that you are going to destroy your own race?"

So beautiful, so pale and different from her own pale skin, is she really a zombie? With such doubts, Shi Cun was hugged by his master from behind, and the slender hand gently stroked her belly, but that position made her tremble, and her dead heart was about to be touched by this touch, making herself almost silent. That's the part of myself that was cut in half, and the part that was sewn by the owner's own hands...

"Master, I feel sad."

"I am sad that I finally ended my last dependence and last incense. Like a resurrected dead man destroying his coffin, his heart slowly absorbs the pain like a thread. This is very painful for me, and it hurts here. ”

She grabbed her master's hand and put it on her chest.

"But I am happy, happiness can be the tool of the master, happiness can let the master destroy my race, happy... Today I feel the real feeling of being spoiled by my master. ”

This ronin girl is weird.

Shirley looked at her with curiosity, and her purple-red eyes looked at her with curiosity, inquiry, and strangeness.

She knew that there was a mental illness that would make a victim end up liking the perpetrator, but that was not the case at all. Yae Tokimura didn't get angry or resist when she was just made into a corpse by herself, but obediently asked Claire and Cynthia to put the magic runes into her body, but Shirley's preparation for suppression didn't come in handy.

is so well-behaved, much better than Claire and Cynthia and Saruman, the three anti-bones who have two and a half in them.

As soon as Yae Tokimura came out, he gained Shirley's trust, which was even higher than Claire's others. To put it simply, with a +2 pro-level ronin swordsman by her side, Shirley has enough protection power. (By the way, there are many people in the Lonely Mountain Zombie Lady who like the zombie village.) They always joke about Mellot, who had cut Tokimura in half: for Miss Zombie, this encounter is undoubtedly the most romantic.

"Happiness, regret, too much luxury for you. You belong to me from your soul to your body, and I can do whatever I want. ”

"Now annihilate these emotions, go and slaughter the ronin, and seize this gold mine for me."

It's really strange that I feel more and more suitable for this position of the Demon King?

When Shirley sighed at herself, Shimura had already rushed out.

"Private!"

With the shouts of the two lonely mountain zombie girls, 40 zombie round shield soldiers and 12 zombie musketeers walked out with neat steps.

At present, there is no shortage of soldiers in the Lonely Mountain, which is very sufficient for Shirley and the current player class. The vast majority of battles currently taking place in player forces are no more than double-digit battles. And the class is also a human militia or other low-level troops that are weaker than the zombie round shield soldiers, if it weren't for the lonely mountain, these more than 150 zombie round shield soldiers alone would be able to make all players desperate.

"Yae... Miss? ”

"Your Excellency, this is..."

――

"Fire."

Bang!

The zombies pulled the trigger without mercy and stepped back to reload their ammo, while the round shield soldiers pounced on them with a sense of layering. In a few moments, the sound of slashing and slashing was already floating over this gold mine, the screams of humans, the roars of humans...

Tokimura cut off Junichiro's head with his own hands.