The Queen of Death Return

The Queen of Death Return
Rose Valentine's


Chapter 65: The Hart Family Moves


A small town located in the far reaches of the Empire. A city famous for its gangs of criminals. Night entertainment, gambling, even crime look normal in this city. So they called this city "The Dark City".


"Hey, motherfucker! Why do you see my girl like that?!"


"Put him in the cage if you don't want anyone else to see him!"


Small things can be a big problem in this city. Meaningless commotion, greedy humans to the abomination of the rulers of this place.


The atmosphere outside the small town was very quiet, only the sound of insects could be heard. Because of its location on the border, the city is accustomed to "living" side by side with nature. Sometimes monsters barged into the city, it was a reasonable sight.


Within the forest, there was a path that led to the city, the road was connected to the entire Empire territory, but it was the only one that existed in the city.


There were four people walking towards the city, three men and one woman. They looked like a group of adventurers, yet only the three men were truly one group, except for women. The men used swords, while the invisible woman had weapons on her body.


"Hmmm ... Miss, if you need help, we'll guide you in town" one of the men said.


The eyes of the three people continued to glance towards the woman's body. They thought that this woman was just an adventurer who wanted to die by wandering alone to a dangerous place.


They smiled cunningly as they imagined their plan to succeed.


"Is my hearing fucked? I heard one of you say it's your first time in town" she said.


The three men spontaneously panicked because they were too carried away. There was nothing to hide, they nodded their heads.


"Huh ... how else? Looks like we'll have to force you." They looked at the woman's body. "Your body is amazing, there will be many people who are interested in using your services."


One of them extended his hand towards the woman's chest with a perverted expression. Under such circumstances, he said, "Let me ensure the quality."


The man's hand could not move. "Ughhh!" Something like wrapped around his hand.


*crack!


Blood poured out profusely, the man's hand was severed and shattered at the same time.


The man shouted hysterically as he felt excruciating pain.


"Basic ******! He's not an ordinary man!" Both of his comrades immediately attacked simultaneously.


Just like his partner, his second body seemed to be held back by something. It felt like a super strong thread wrapped around their bodies.


"T-my body can't move."


*crack!


The first man died with his head crushed.


The woman approached the two of them. His figure looked like a carrier of death, the two men were completely terrified.


"Pardon us!" They are willing to drop their pride for safety. Begging for mercy, even the woman had not spoken a word.


Who is this woman really?! We're dealing with the wrong guy!


The woman looked at one of them closely, seeing something grabbing her attention.


"I thought you guys were just plain bastards, it turns out that guy's subordinate too."


"K-we don't-"


*crack!


One more person died with a dismembered body. There was one person who died of fear.


"I-I'll say everything!" The man was completely resigned for the forgiveness of his life.


"Where is that guy?" asked the woman with a threatening aura of intimidation.


"Lord Berto is in town, t-to be exact in the only largest bar, d-he has mastered the business network in that city," replied the man with a trembling body.


The woman looked towards the city, her eyes looking sharp with pent-up emotions.


Looks like this is the last port for you, Berto.


The frown on the woman's forehead was clearly visible, the pent-up anger for quite a long time would be released.


"W-who are you really?" Although filled with fear, still the man was very curious about his identity.


The man's skin slowly shriveled, the pain grew, his tears continued to flow profusely hoping for forgiveness.


"Rose Valentine" replied the woman.


The man's eyes opened very wide, his expression was extremely shocked when he heard the woman's name.


"Rose ...."


There is a famous name among criminals. He was once told of a ruthless killer who had a name like a flower. Only the man knew the name of the murderer.


*crack!


The man's body instantly shattered into pieces.


Rose Valentine, a woman filled with a desire for revenge. His heart was so dark from being overpowered by vengeance.


"Fifteen years," murmured Rose.


Fifteen-year-old Rose carved hatred into her heart, all of them fixed on one person. He continued to search across the continent, but found no one to look for.


"Berto Gallian."


An unfair life. Married to his childhood friend, gave birth at the age of seventeen. His little family did not last long.


Rose felt that she was not destined to be happy. Circumstances made them take the thorny path. In the end all gave results that continue to be regretted.


 


Rose had been in front of the bar talked about earlier. The building looks big and luxurious, very rare in a small town like this.


The atmosphere of the bar looked quite crowded, most of the bar was filled with people who were experienced in fighting. Some gambling tables are in use.


The small room on the other side of the bar each contained two people venting their passions.


A man with a full body was leaning on the balcony while looking at the condition of the bar. His face smiled happily because of the achievements he had finally achieved over the years.


Berto Gallian, that's the guy's name. Years in a dark world, slowly begins to enjoy his old days in a small town.


"Maybe this place will be my final resting place" Berto said as he exhaled cigarette smoke upward.


Berto was still enjoying what he was doing at the moment, there was no disturbance from choosing a remote city in the Empire. Crime was unstoppable, but the Empire did not bother with a small town like this.


The man gave a small smile, he was really happy with the last times without having to dirty his hands again.


"Huh?" Berto felt something.


Aura kills, but where?


His eyes quickly checked the entire place.


Everything looks normal, nobody makes any weird moves. So, where did it come from?


Berto put his eyes on Rose. A woman with loose clothing that covers almost the entire body except the head, her long hair is clearly visible all over.


Their eyes meet. Berto did not know what feelings had suddenly appeared inside him.


Who's the lady?


The question filled his mind in an instant.


Rose walked slowly with a slight sway of her hips.


"Huh! I thought what a problem! Turns out it was just a j*l*ng looking for money! Ahhaha!" One of the customers of the bar and the other laughed at Rose.


They let down their guard and resumed the game.


Rose continued walking slowly towards Berto. On the other hand, Berto was already aware that the woman was indeed targeting him. He tries to calm down with the experience he has.


One of the bargoers approached Rose drunk. In a staggering state, he tried to seduce Rose. "Hey, I can give you a lot of gold coins, come with me, huhu."


The visitor's hand was about to touch Rose's shoulder, but ....


*crack!


Both of his hands suddenly broke.


"My hands!" The visitor fell in pain.


"Infoiler!" The attention of all the visitors to the bar was on Rose. With a quick reaction, everyone was already holding a weapon and attacking Rose at the same time.


Berto smiled looking at the small entertainment before him. He knew the purpose of the woman coming to look for him.


"True, show me your skills and serve me!"


 


A few moments later. The entire room was filled with blood, body pieces scattered in every room. Both men and women, all dead, only one man stood in the middle of the place with a tired and scarred body.


Am I forcing myself too much? In any case, almost everyone in that place was equivalent to B and A class adventurers.


Rose continued to look towards Berto, her body starting to stagger, but the determination to take revenge still burned within her.


Berto jumped off the balcony and walked towards Rose with a satisfied expression on his face.


"Good work, you've shown your worthiness. Showing killing intent to everyone, eliminating it, and re-igniting the fire in the middle." Berto applauded Rose.


Rose was silent while maintaining her consciousness.


"What's your name?" ask Berto.


The woman prepares to make the final move.


"Rose ... Valentine," Rose replied in a disjointed tone. He prepared Mana in both hands.


Hearing Rose's name, Berto was shocked. "Valentine's? I'm telling you, so you're the man's wife. Really nostalgic."


Rose gritted her teeth. "He .. is the victim of your greed."


Fifteen years ago, there was a war between two nobles in the Empire. Rose's husband, Daniel Valentine served as the second mediator, he was a soldier of one of the nobles.


However, his good actions were taken advantage of by those who thirsted for power and made him a scapegoat. Daniel was accused of influencing both nobles to gain control of their possessions.


The main culprit that provoked the people was Berto Gallian. For the incident, Berto was considered a savior and received many gifts to make him plunge into crime.


"Not only my husband ... even .. my daughter." Rose's tears trickled down, she couldn't help remembering her daughter.


"Rose Valentine, the man has a greedy nature, even a class of saints. It's about survival in the community environment, weakness is a big problem. I did whatever it took to get it all the way it is now."


*bugh!


Berto kicked Rose in the face until she was pushed hard enough.


"By the way, I realized something. Looking at your fighting techniques, I believe you are the Slaughterer. Cut and skin your victims with the thread you made with Mana."


Rose was surprised to hear Berto knew the technique he was using.


This bastard wasn't good at fighting, was he now able to analyze others in one look?


Berto stood before Rose, smiling like a ruler stepping on a slave.


"So, Rose Valentine, do you want to forget that incident and become my loyal subordinate, or waste your life here?" ask Berto who looks serious about it.


Rose just silently bowed, as if she did not care about what was offered. The goal is to get revenge.


"If that's your wish, I'll make this place your funeral, Rose Valentine." Berto pulled the dagger around his waist and prepared to stab into Rose's chest.



*crack!


Berto's chest bled, inflicting deep long-line wounds. Berto lost his balance and fell.


"What's this?!"


Rose slowly stood up with the wounds on her body that were slowly recovering. The woman's fingernails are elongated and blackened.


"To Gallian, if you want to kill your target, next time don't let a single person live. Now you've failed and created a monster like me" Rose said in an echoing voice.


Berto looked surprised at Rose's slowly growing fangs. Only one possibility can answer all of them. "You ... vampire?"


"I don't want to show this, but .. I've been through a lot for the moment."


Berto chuckled looking at the figure before him. "Haha, so this is my end, huh? I created a vengeful monster. Well, at least this place will be my funeral."


*crack!


A pool of blood filled the floor of the room, there were only corpses inside the bar.


Rose sat down while looking up. Tears of blood flowed, he smiled satisfied with his goal which had now been completed.


"Daniel, Rubia, I have your revenge."


Slowly a pool of blood flowed towards Rose and began to seep into her body.


I really have to thank that woman.


"Huh?" Rose felt something coming towards the bar.


No, he's at the bar!


"It seems I don't have to bother looking for a private lady in this criminal city. One oar, two islands passed." There was a man's voice coming from the entrance.


Rose looked towards the man. Everything is black, he's like a butler. That's what he thought.


"Who are you?" rose asked in a threatening tone, as well as the killing aura she showed the man.


Calmly, the man replied, "My name ... Raymond."


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