Dead Queen Nala's
01 First Murder

"I'm home~" chanted the very sexy-clothed witch who had returned from the hunt. A typical witch hat covered the top of her beautiful black hair that was long to the waist. Seemed behind him the hunted who had been hypnotized so as not to rebel. A young boy who is still fresh and quite cute, who will soon turn ugly after his life energy is sucked out by the witch.

I stood before him, and the witch seemed pleased to see me wearing the maid outfit she wanted me to wear before going hunting. I insist if I want to wear this because I still owe him, not because he told me that I would look cute using this!

"I'm sorry, I'd like to ask you again. I should have asked for this before I left, too, but could you prepare some water for me to take a bath?"

"Alright," I replied.

"Thank you dear."

To be honest I really don't like being told to, especially do something that should be done by the person himself. But right now I can't resist, not when my life has been saved.

A week ago, when my head was severed after I had just had a second chance to come back to life, the knights committed a massive arson against my zombie brothers. Even though I didn't die after being decapitated, imagining myself burning was horrible. Suddenly a huge black explosion occurred and all that was left was my head and body being separated. A few crows then came and carried my head as well as my body away from that place.

His name is Kronii, the crow witch. Through his crow, he could see what was happening from a distance. He took me to this little cottage, also helped me reconnect my head and body. Kronii said he was interested in me because he had never seen a zombie that still had common sense. I didn't tell her about me coming from another world, and lied by saying that I was just an ordinary girl who died and suddenly rose back up as a zombie. He seems to know I'm lying, but he doesn't seem to care.

I believe that if Kronii has been hundreds of years old, it is evidenced by him who said that the reason for sucking the life energy of the young people was to keep him young. Besides, I don't know much about him. All I know so far is that Kronii has been kind and gentle with me, and he seems trustworthy, and most importantly, my chance of survival in this chaotic world is more secure.

My relationship with Kronii is unique. I approached Kronii to stay, while Kronii wanted to pick me up because he was interested in me. He was also willing to tell me about the situation of this world.

I was reborn in the Schlain region, or what is now New Schlain, since the ascension of prince Julius Schlain to the new king in place of his father who died fighting the demon lord. The war that killed his father made the prince deeply resent non-humans, who shortly after his ascension declared the Grand Order, the extermination of non-humans. And the plan was a huge success.

The monster that should be giving fear is now even the one that is becoming frightened. Kronii says that the number of monsters now is not enough to conquer a city. Many monsters choose to hide, which sooner or later will be caught by the royal army, proving how aggressive the new king is. At least until he finds the demon lord who has killed the father, whose current whereabouts are unknown.

Despite his human appearance, the Kronii are not human. Not since he decided to use black magic. This small cottage in the forest of Kronii is quite safe thanks to the invisible protection installed by the witch. He was also aided by his crows who stood guard in the shadows, helping him to spy on the humans who entered the forest.

Kronii went into the bathroom I had prepared. "Hm, thank you my dear. I'm sorry if I trouble you, but can I ask you for help again? I promise this is the last day."

"What?"

"Can you bring fruits to the young man in my room?"

"No problem."

"Thank you back, my dear. You've helped me a lot."

I opened the door to Kronii's room. Blank. It doesn't look like anyone. Is the young man hiding? Has Kronii's hypnotism vanished?

A few steps inside, I felt something hit my head hard. I didn't feel any pain even though my head was shaking. Maybe one of my advantages as a zombie. At the same time I heard footsteps coming out of the room. That fellow..

I ran after him. I can't tell Kronii and make him hesitate to let me stay. I have to catch the troublesome man myself!

The second advantage as a zombie, my physical abilities become stronger than ordinary humans. I can go after him. Besides of

I saw confusion among the large trees. How not, there's no light in here. You may be able to see with a flame lamp, but with bare eyes, impossible. And I don't have those weaknesses because of my third advantage as a zombie, I can see in the dark.

Although I have the advantage of being a zombie, I also have the drawbacks. First, I lost the ability to speak human language. I do feel like I'm talking like I always am, but in someone else's ears, I just let out an indistinct roar. Unless someone like Kronii has the ability to use language magic that makes him understand me, there's no one I can talk to because of other zombies, no common sense.

I approached the young man and I could see him hearing me. I tried to talk to him in a subtle tone. Because even if he doesn't understand me, at least he knows that I'm not threatening. I hope that.

But it seems to work. Because he looked so much calmer that I was less than a meter away with him. He turned around and

A knife pierced me. Physically I felt nothing, but still

I hit him so hard that he immediately fell to the ground.

I'm calm on hitting my head. I'm still calm he tried to escape. But seriously? Stabbed me? If I wasn't a zombie, I'd be dead. Patience has its limits too.

I hit him. Again. Again. And again until my anger goes away. By the time I stopped, his face had been shattered, and his head was splattered. I killed someone.

It wouldn't be a lie if I'd thought about killing someone in my life before, but I never intended to actually do it. Because regardless of the applicable law, killing will only bring misfortune.

I was about to get nauseous and reflexively covered my mouth with my hands full of blood and flesh. Then I felt it. A taste.

Another disadvantage as a zombie is that my tongue no longer feels anything. I can still feel the freshness of the fruits, but other than that, everything is bland. But this time, for the first time I felt a taste. Not a taste I've ever remembered. A new taste. It's hard to explain other than with one word, delicious.

I began to do inhumane things to the bodies of the Kronii. I realized I shouldn't have done this. I should have gone back to the cottage and told Kronii. But I can't do it. My mind knows I'm wrong, but my lust and mouth won't stop. Slowly I lost my humanity.