Five Days Later

“Captain White!”

Doluka called out, but Little White did not respond. This frustrated Doluka greatly, since he listened only to the Queen and ignored everyone else.

He also had a few quirks—for example, he insisted on retrieving every arrow he shot, even if it was broken.

But these were minor issues. The most aggravating thing was…

“I really can’t deal with you… Please cover us for a moment.”

Helpless, Doluka jumped down from the wooden wall with Little White, and to be safe, assisted in picking up the arrows as well.

“That should be enough. Let’s go back.”

Doluka said, but at that moment, the elves on the rampart shouted loudly in warning.

“Doluka, more zombies coming—hurry back!”

“What?”

Hearing there were zombies, Doluka looked toward the forest and saw eight of them charging rapidly toward them.

“Damn, maybe after days of exposure to the power of death, these revived zombies have become even faster…”

As she spoke, Doluka took her bow from her back and fired an arrow.

Headshot!

Days of fighting had allowed Doluka to pinpoint the enemy’s weakness.

However, now that she was on the ground, the advantage of distance would soon be gone as the zombies approached.

“Captain White!”

Doluka called out, and Little White retrieved one of the arrows sticking out of a zombie.

He raised his hand—triple shot!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The arrows pierced through the enemies’ skulls.

Doluka parted her lips as if to say something, but in the end, she just shook her head, said nothing, and calmly put her bow away.

Here he goes again…

“Dare to trespass upon Her Majesty’s domain!”

Little White spoke in a deep voice, then reached for the dagger at his waist.

The dagger originally came from Pedory’s corpse, but Little White had set his eyes on it, so Serea gave it to him, hoping that it might help him in close combat. But she hadn’t expected…

“Arrghhh!”

The zombies lunged with clawed hands, but Little White, dressed in a full set of ‘Blood Elf Ranger Armor,’ wasn’t fazed by their attacks.

Swinging his blade, he decapitated one zombie, spun, and easily dispatched another.

“Arrghhh!”

With the enemy now at close range, the two remaining zombies would not let Little White attack unopposed, but just as they raised their claws, his blade flared with a bright light.

Blade Flurry (Tier 2)!

Two arcs of light slashed out, and facing the overwhelming level gap, the two zombies were instantly beheaded.

Seeing this, Doluka’s lips twitched.

This is what’s truly infuriating…

“The glory of Her Majesty shall never be bestowed upon your wretched souls.”

With those words, little White sheathed his dagger at his hip, calmly approached the corpses, and pulled out the embedded arrows.

What? You’re wondering why an archer uses a dagger and can even perform melee skills?

Let’s take a look at Little White’s stats…

Character: Little White (Undead race, Skeleton Archer, Bronze Elite)

Level: 15

Status: Loyal

Spirit: C

Strength: B

Agility: A

Endurance: D

Constitution: C

Charisma: D

Luck: A

Skills: Power Shot, triple Shot (Tier 1), Armor-Piercing Arrow (Tier 1), blade Flurry (Tier 2)

Description: A unique individual born from among the Skeleton Warriors, able to use ranged weapons.

Ever since the outbreak of the power of death in the Corrupted Forest, Serea’s Skeleton Warriors were all somewhat affected; some increased by a level or two, then plateaued.

But the most terrifying was Little White, who gained five levels and became a Bronze Elite. This was why Serea had decided to give him a name.

However, his developmental path was rather odd…

But all in all, he seemed to be following the same route as Little Black.

Evolution!

Of course, little White wasn’t the only example among the Skeleton Warriors.

“Arrghhh!”

Just as Little White finished retrieving his arrows and prepared to return, howls sounded from afar.

Zombies!

Since the outbreak of the power of death, zombies had been running rampant in the Corrupted Forest.

The Darkmoon Clan alone could kill at least a few dozen every day.

Now, little White prepared to drive off the invading enemies again, following Serea’s order before she left to hunt: protect the village!

But before he could act, the sound of clashing armor suddenly rang from the woods.

“Her Majesty!”

Sensing something, little White knelt, as two zombies rushed toward him.

Suddenly, a massive fireball flew toward the zombies.

Boom!

After the explosion, the corpses of the two zombies were blown to pieces, and from the forest emerged a skeleton clad in iron armor.

He wielded a sharp blade and sturdy shield, and judging by the scorched blade in his hand, the recent fireball was clearly his handiwork.

As he stepped out, thirteen fully armored skeletons marched out behind him in formation.

“Looks like I’ll have to get you a staff, or else you’ll just burn through any sword we give you…”

It was Serea’s voice. She and Celia followed the Skeleton Warriors from the rear.

Walking up to Little White, Serea gestured.

“No need to be so formal. Stand up.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Little White stood and stepped aside while, upon seeing Serea return, Doluka waved to those behind her.

“Her Majesty has returned, open the gates!”

After receiving the order, the elves atop the works pulled the wooden gate open, and Serea led the group inside.

On the way, Serea collected the death energy from the dead zombies, forming small crystals of death. Though not much, it was a little extra profit.

“Nothing happened in the village, I hope?”

“With Captain White here, nothing’s gone wrong.”

Doluka replied, then led Serea and the Skeleton Warrior squad back into the village.

By now, after five days of hard work, the village was surrounded by a wall made of logs bound together with vine, anchored in the elven trees grown by the elves, saving much construction effort.

Upon hearing of Serea’s return, Lola got the news immediately. She and Viena led twenty elven warriors to line up at the main gate.

“Welcome back, Your Majesty.” xN

All the elves had now accepted Serea’s title as queen, so at this moment, she was at the height of prestige.

She looked over the twenty elven warriors arrayed before her. Five of them already wore the full set of ‘Blood Elf Ranger Armor’—the fruit of Serea’s five days of labor.

Although each set required 11 blood crystals to forge and could only be repaired with more blood crystals, which wasn’t ideal, the cost was still manageable—hunting monsters every day was enough.

After several days’ development, Serea had built up some savings again.

It was just a pity that peaceful days like this could not last, because, not long ago, Little Black sent back a message—

He had found the ‘source’ of the death energy!

(To be continued…)

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