Holding my sword on the ground, breathing heavily, looking at the broken ice all over the ground, I felt filled with a sense of revenge.

"Looking at how nervous you are, it's just a few hundred little rotten corpses."

I sheathed the ice sword, canceled the transformation, assumed the posture of His Royal Highness, waved to Jeluka and Hilmanya nonchalantly, and walked over.

Coincidentally, the two people took a small step back as I approached.

"I'm talking about you..."

Bastards, is this how these two bastards welcome the returning warriors? Even if it smells bad, just hold it in...ah!! The pornographic maid pinched her nose, and she blatantly expressed the meaning of "it smells so bad"

Already.

"Hilmanya, you should have something like spices on you. Let me use it."

Putting on a stiff smile, I asked the kinder Hilmanya for help. Elfs who love beauty must have some of these things in their bodies.

"Your Highness, are you talking about the sachet? Yes, there is, but..."

Hilmanya showed a hesitant expression. Why was he hesitating? Could it be that it was something that could not be lent to others, similar to a token of love?

After looking at me, Hilmanya quickly told me the reason.

"However, I don't think the sachet will be useful. Normal odors can indeed be driven away with the sachet, but things like rotten corpses... cannot be removed. It will only mix the fragrance and the odor, making it even more...

…an even more amazing flavor.”

I:"……"

He turned his attention to Jeluka, please, Royal Encyclopedia, please think of a solution for me.

"How about taking this to escape reality?"

Jeluka took out a psychedelic mushroom and suggested seriously, I am so naive to ask a shady maid like her for help. After all, how much do you like psychedelic mushrooms? Bastard, how many of these do you have on your body?

Damn this stuff, bastard!!

In the end, we had to stop and rectify the situation and rinse it thoroughly with precious drinking water to get rid of the smell. I swear, I will never be done with rotting corpses in this life. When I get back to Rogge Camp, I will immediately wipe out the entire Blood Wilderness.

After cleaning up the corpses, if I have time, I will stop by and have a good chat with the leader of the corpses [Corpse is on fire].

"A little common sense. Although rotten corpses and mummies are similar in type, they are not the same type of monster. Please don't confuse them."

Jeluka was like the host of a wild return show, introducing her in detail.

"Why are you saying such things all of a sudden?"

"No, it's nothing. Of course, it's impossible for your wise prince to not be able to distinguish between a rotting corpse and a mummy, so he mistakenly used the rotting corpse to vent his anger, haha~"

This bastard, this guy, this shady maid, sooner or later I will make her cry.

"What if the reborn demon Selson hides in the immortal zombie monster and attacks him secretly?"

In order to save time, the three of us did not bother to rest and continued to move forward. Anyway, there is no difference between day and night in a place like the sewer. Let's talk about it when we are sleepy. So on the way, the pornographic maid made such alarmist remarks.

"It's unlikely. Don't we have dragon balls... uh, are there magic trackers?"

I glanced at Hilmanya and said.

Moreover, although the reborn demon is also a corpse, there are still many differences between it and the mummy in appearance. I think you are the one who really can’t distinguish the types of monsters. It’s you, idiot, idiot, hahaha~~

~~~

"Although I say that, I don't doubt our clan's ability to research mages, but it's not appropriate to always think that we can rely on external things."

"That makes sense."

It’s not that I don’t trust it, I just need to be fully prepared.

Thinking of this, I immediately transformed into a moon wolf. In this way, even if any situation arises, I can deal with it in time.

"Well……"

Not long after I walked, I felt a strange line of sight behind me... to be precise, it was lingering on my tail.

When I turned around, I saw this unscrupulous maid casting her eyes on my wolf tail without scruples, observing something.

"Can you catch me?"

She asked eagerly, making a gesture of grabbing her tail.

"If you feel that your body can be touched at will."

With a chirp, I retracted the wolf's tail that was swinging unconsciously from side to side inside my cloak, and looked at the other person warily.

"mean."

The maidservant Huang Duanzi murmured in a low voice, paused, seemed to be still angry, and continued.

"satyr."

I:"……"
Chapter completed!