Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master

Chapter 193 The Poison Of Macabre!

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"How long before the Judiciary headquarters?" The Summer King asked as he slashed at the enemies with his coiling sword. The dark elf danced with the sword like it was an extension of himself.

"Less than 4 kilometers," Viper replied, her eyes fixed on the Summer King's mesmerizing swordplay. She had seen coiling swords before, but none were as elegant as his. 'Guess he's not a King without any reason at all.'

Viper swiftly moved into action, following the Grandmaster's orders. She made her way to the residential building of the Summer Kingdom, knowing it would be the easiest to reach. As she approached, she noticed a group of nobles and guards from the Summer Kingdom gathering outside, their faces etched with worry and determination.

"Your Highness," Viper addressed the Summer King, "We must make our way to the Judiciary headquarters for safety. The situation is dire, and we need to gather all the strength we can."

The Summer King nodded, his eyes reflecting a sense of responsibility. "Lead the way, Lady Viper. We will follow you."

Together, Viper and the group of nobles and guards set off toward the Judiciary headquarters. The streets were filled with chaos and danger, the undead roaming freely and attacking anything in their path.

But no matter where they go, it was fully littered with the undead. They were all roaming the streets, walking mindlessly, and the sad thing was there were no living beings on the streets, just them and the mass of the undead.

Viper bit her lips in frustration. Though she doesn't usually care about anything, seeing these unholy creatures in this land, the land which made her, made her want to save it. It made her want to kill it.

Her Sais trembled with more power as she clenched them tightly.

The Summer King quickly noticed the change in her behavior. "They said, this city was once resided by the Golden Hero himself," he said, trying to ease the situation.

"It was, your highness," she replied. "After all, he was the one who created this city. A place where people can do anything as long as it is immoral or hurt others. A place of opportunity and growth."

"Yeah, free city," one of the dark elves snarled. "Look what free has done to this place? It could've been avoided if there was a proper monarchy system here rather than some old man overlooking it." His words were contempt and Viper would've snapped his neck in a second if it were someone other. She gritted her teeth.

"Loras! Mind your words," the King snapped.

"Forgive this fool, my king," Loras said, unapologetically. "I'm just frustrated with all of these undead and nasty creatures."

"We all are," the king replied. "If this is an attack done by the Midnight Consortium then we all should be worried. If they are brave enough to attack this city, the city with the most powerful person in the entire world. What is it that stops them from attacking us?"

Viper shrugged. "Perhaps, they are waiting for something, and it's not time for them to attack us yet."I think you should take a look at

The King looked at her strangely. "What do you mean, Lady Viper? How could this be?"

She shook her head. "I do not know for sure. They just want to make sure that people know that they're powerful enough to launch a full-scale attack on the most safest city in the world while the kings of the major kingdom are in it. This is a statement and I won't be even surprised if they sacrifice the attacker so they can again prove that they're capable of doing such a feat. However, I don't think we have much time to wait."

The King nodded as he noticed that the residential building of the Autumn Kingdom was now in sight. The undead was now on the streets, slowly but surely walking toward the main street, littering everywhere.

They quickly take cover behind a wall.

"Why are we here? I thought we were supposed to go to the Judicial building?" Loras whispered, his voice was agitated.

"The main road was blocked and we can reach the Judiciary through here also." She whispered back. "All the residential buildings have a pathway directly connected to the Judiciary. We could also bring the Autumn King and his delegation along the way."

Viper's eyes scanned the surroundings, her mind racing to find a way through the sea of undead that flooded the streets. She observed the movements of the horde, analyzing their patterns, and devising a plan to navigate through their ranks.

"We have to be careful," Viper cautioned, her voice barely above a whisper. "There are too many of them, and any wrong move could attract their attention."

The Summer King nodded, his expression focused and determined. "We'll follow your lead, Lady Viper. Show us the way."

With caution and precision, Viper led the group, darting from one cover to another, using the buildings and structures as shields against the relentless advance of the undead. Every step was calculated, every movement deliberate, as they made their way closer to the Autumn headquarters.

As they silently moved through the streets, Viper's Sais remained tightly gripped in her hands, ready to strike at a moment's notice. The tension in the air was palpable, the weight of the situation hanging heavy on their shoulders.

Suddenly, a group of undead spotted the movement and began to shamble towards them, their glowing blue eyes fixed on tying prey before them. Viper's eyes narrowed, and with a swift motion, she unsheathed her Sais, her blades glinting in the pale moonlight.

"Prepare for battle!" Viper called out, her voice filled with determination.

The Summer King and his nobles drew their weapons, standing by Viper's side. The clash of steel and the crackling of magic filled the air as they engaged in a fierce battle against the horde. The Summer King's coiling sword danced through the air, striking with deadly precision, while Viper's swift and calculated strikes sent undead foes crashing to the ground.

The fighting was intense, the odds seemingly stacked against them. But Viper and the Summer King fought with unwavering resolve, their determination fueling their every move. They moved as a well-coordinated unit, each covering the other's back, their skills and teamwork shining through the chaos