Mystic Eyes of Death Perception from Zero

The citizens gradually left.

Graham was about to turn and leave when a young man called out to him.

"Please, save our village. Right now, our village is sieged by the undead!"

...

The citizens who came to see Priscilla were dressed neatly and cleanly.

But this young man who suddenly rushed in for help was covered in dirt and sweating profusely. He knelt on the ground, even dirtying the luxurious red carpet.

"Sir Knight, please let me see the Sun Princess. Our village is now full of undead!"

The young man knelt on the ground, crying, and looking extremely distressed...

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*In the audience hall*

In the center of the floor was a luxurious red carpet, with members of Barielle's private army, the 'Crimson Battlefront', standing in neat rows on both sides.

And on the splendid chair at the front of the hall, the most suitable person to wear red was sitting—the beautiful lady, the Sun Princess of Barielle territory—Priscilla Barielle.

The young man who had just asked for help was kneeling on the ground, trembling as he recounted his disaster.

"About four days ago, I returned to the village, but that was just the beginning of the disaster. I found that everyone's reactions were very slow. Although they could communicate, most of the time, their responses to my questions were completely irrelevant. Their behavior was very strange."

"It's just a matter of miscommunication. You can't just call your fellow villagers undead because of that. Also, you said you returned to the village four days ago, so how long have you been away from the village?" Graham asked, "It's normal to have some information mismatch if you've been away for too long."

"No! I saw it with my own eyes! I have conclusive evidence!"

The young man immediately started crying and refuting emotionally, his mind flashing back to the horrifying scenes, and he started breathing heavily, unable to speak.

"Hmph, don't suddenly be silent at such a time, commoner!"

Priscilla, who was resting her cheek on her hand, suddenly scolded the silent young man.

She glared at him fiercely, making him shudder. Priscilla said mercilessly, "If you succumb to cowardice, you won't have another chance to speak. Relying on my mercy in such a ridiculous manner—no matter how arrogant you are, there should be a limit."

Not speaking at a critical moment was infuriating, especially when you came seeking for help but couldn't make yourself clear. Did he expect her to guess?

After Priscilla's merciless scolding, the young man shivered, showing disappointment and fear.

Perhaps this was because the Sun Princess was not as gentle as he had imagined.

"Hey, you there on your knees, you'd better make yourself clear. You ran all the way here to ask for help, didn't you? If you don't explain clearly, how can the princess help you? Of course, if you prefer to be a worthless coward who forgets his homeland and chooses to start a new life and live timidly, then forget I said anything."

Priscilla snorted coldly, glaring at the young man. After hearing Graham's words, the young man seemed to have made up his mind. Gathering his courage, he slowly began to speak, "I am very timid and not smart, but I don't want to be a coward..."

Taking a deep breath, he said with a sorrowful expression, "That day, I had just returned to my hometown. Because of the strange atmosphere, I didn't eat with my family and lay in my room, unable to sleep."

"At that moment, I noticed someone sneaking away, which made me very concerned, so I followed them..."

"But... but when I caught up, I found they were secretly stitching bodies!"

At this point, the young man couldn't help but cry.

Originally, life outside had been good. He had earned money and planned to return home in glory and rekindle his romance with his childhood sweetheart, only to find that the villagers had turned into living corpses that needed their bodies stitched together to move. He couldn't accept this no matter what!

"At first, I thought I was seeing things, but after careful observation, I found they were indeed stitching bodies, sewing decaying limbs together, trying to restore them to their original state!"

"I was so scared at the time that I accidentally stepped on a twig, and they discovered me. Afraid of being caught, I took the shortcut I used when I left my hometown and ran and ran and ran..."

And so he came to the Barielle territory, seeking help from Priscilla.

"Where did the term 'undead' come from? Did they call themselves undead?"

"In my hometown, there were stories of corpses attacking people, so we called them 'undead'. The adults in the village would also use 'undead' to scare disobedient children."

"So, you think the 'undead' from superstitious tales have come to life..." Yae said, glancing secretly at Priscilla's calm profile, and decisively shut her mouth.

In this mansion, it was Priscilla who made the decisions.

If she didn't want to, the young man's plea for help would be in vain.

"So, what do you want from me? For the act of urgently informing me of the crisis of undead appearing everywhere in your hometown, what do you expect as compensation?"

Priscilla was fair.

This was an affair within her territory, and although this man was timid, he had made a special effort to report this matter, which was commendable.

"Please, my Lady, take back my hometown... no..."

The young man suddenly remembered what had happened; it was irreversible. Even if they reclaimed the village, the people turned into undead could not come back to life.

"Please eliminate those undead, let my hometown, everyone, and my childhood sweetheart rest peacefully, let them all rest in peace!"

After saying these painful words, the young man lowered his head to the ground, shedding sorrowful tears.

To this, Priscilla's lips curled into a cruel smile.

She would not promise a reward that could not be achieved. This was the best reward for the young man.

If the young man hoped she would bring those turned into corpses back to life, he could forget about it.

Graham was somewhat surprised, it seemed that zombies existed in every world.

However, whether they were really zombies or not needed further investigation...