There's Nothing Wrong Starting Life In Another World From Zero

Chapter 184: The Sword of the Grandbell

I sighed softly as the woman named Amnestha continued to follow the two of us everywhere, she took my food and then barged in while I bathed even teasing me with her bosom.

"Boing-boing isn't it?"

"Please don't tease me when I eat."

I thought he was crazy to do all this. And once in a while I saw him fighting Gabriela outside, it all happened for a whole month.

The only thing I want to say is.

"Go there."

The words could not reach it until I finally obeyed what Amnestha wanted to take a cursed sword in his territory.

It is said that this region is called the greenest region in the world but what I see now is just the opposite of that word, along the way filled only by the skeletons of repetitive bones that lost their skin and flesh, the trees seemed to dry up especially the thick black fog that smelled strange.

"Do you remember who put his sword?"

"If it's not wrong he's a subordinate of the Behemoth, because he doesn't like the green one he's doing all this."

"Maybe he's a man who hates vegetables" I replied lightly.

"I've tried to stop him unfortunately it's too late."

The great spirit lost let alone me a weak-leveled villager.

As we walked further and further several pairs of red eyes sprung up, from their shadows they looked like humans but walked slowly and roared uncharacteristically.

I want to say that they are Undead.

"I think your territory is the place where the troops are made" said Grabiela as she shot light magic.

"It's just appropriate that some horsemen throw the bodies here."

Now the problem is getting worse.

"Nah Amnestha please stand in front of me."

"Just do it."

"Alright.. then."

I touched his chest.

"Now I can die with no regrets."

Grabiela sent her fists making me fly to hit some trees behind me, she walked over to clutch my collar while shaking my body.

"It's not time to do weird things at a time like this, what jobs from villagers turn into perverted jobs over time."

Zombies began to emerge, from the ground they incandescent roots began to propagate out and wrapped around their bodies until destroyed.

Amnestha fixed the tendrils wrapped around his body.

"Just startle, let's continue our journey."

"You're acting like things just now are nothing" said Grabiela.

"I don't mind, so there's no question."

"Basic cheap."

I walked back to follow the two, I pulled out two knives from my waist to be on standby with what was coming next.

One unded appeared right in front of me suddenly which I slashed part of his neck until his head fell down and then kicked into the bushes. Compared to the undead the real threat has just begun.

In front of us an undead-type Carberus stood while blocking the sword behind him, the sword was named the Grandbell sword that made this region like this.

Only someone who comes from a weak job can pull it out and when it is removed the sword will judge you whether you are worthy or not as a user. If it's not appropriate that sword will swallow you up in the dark then your body is smashed like the one who stuck it in there.

Carberus had three heads that were still each of them drooling as well as teeth sharper than the jaws of any animal.

Since Carberus was an Undead type, the saliva dripping from his mouth was poison.