The Villainess Wants to Marry a Commoner!! (WN)

A creature?

A horse who bravely penetrated the zombie stopped advancing frightened by Alice’s bombing magic, so he parks his carriage at the end of the street and runs in the direction where the bombing magic is rolling out with you, Ursh.

What I saw as I approached was Alice, after all.

The surrounding knights and adventurers are watching Alice’s battle in a faraway winding, not even close to trying to get close by the bombing magic.

Alice has activated a number of small “Blast Huano” around her, and is moving it quickly and irregularly on the ground.

Moving cleverly through that ‘Blast Huano’, he punches the zombie with a giant fork and throws it over ‘Blast Huano’.

The other zombies managed to avoid Chorochoro and ‘Blasting Huano’ and Alice moving around the ground while…

While avoiding?… the zombies?

A zombie is a corpse that moves if you put it easy, right?

Whether there is a mine in the direction of progress because of my lack of intelligence, but whether my people are blown away, I had the image of going on without understanding, but not?

As I run, I question you next door, Ursh.

“Wolsh, I’ve never seen a zombie before… is a zombie so judgmental or intelligent?

“Zombies don’t have intelligence. Unless it’s Rich or something. I’m not a regular undead. Sounds like he’s chanting something, and he looks intelligent…”

Ursh, you pointed me out, and if you look closely at the zombies, some of them do chant something.

but I can’t seem to assemble the chant successfully, distracted by the random movement of “Blast Huano”.

Conversely, when the chanter takes consciousness, ‘Blast Huano’, which has moved under his feet, explodes.

Mines diving under my feet from me are new.

Unless the sky can fly, it’s a threat.

By the way, Alice is not alone, and Master Chris is here.

On the carriage of the Knights, Master Chris was shooting the zombies one after the other, escaping Alice’s mine-type bombing magic, with a bow granted bombing magic.

Alice notices us rushing around when she tries to turn her gaze around, no matter where Geese and Brian are.

“Wow. It’s Bella!! Bella! There was a pig! The pig brought a bunch of undead with the necklace. Mr. Undead with the necklace is smart and can hardly be made of dockers, so please be careful!

Mr. Pig?

What kind of pig leads the undead?

I don’t understand what Alice is saying, and when I think about it with my neck clenched, Ursh, who laughed like he was in trouble, asks me.

“Maybe Isabella, there’s too much about Miss Lucy and everything, haven’t you forgotten the existence of the Colors Collector?

“Heh?… Oh, there you are, and such enemies”

“Isabella, don’t forget your most important enemy. Well, there’s no problem forgetting because I remember you by my side.

Yes, I did.

In the first place, we went after the Colors Collector.

The original purpose was pushed to the other side of my memory.

If I hadn’t had a brainy partner named Ursh, I might have forgotten the Colors Collector’s existence for the future.

In many ways, I can’t go through my life without you, Ursh.

“Don’t abandon me forever, Mr. Ursh.”

“Of course.”

Is it natural? Really? hehe

“So let’s get back to it. What Alice saw was a colors collector wearing a pig’s head skin. So it’s not Viscount Hilson we’re supposed to defeat?

“Ahhh…. Viscount Hilson.”

I somehow remembered who the Colors Collector was, the Viscount, but was his name Hilson? I don’t remember at all.

“Isabella… you forgot half about Viscount Hilson, didn’t you?

“… yeah”

No, I’m really sorry I’m an unremembered fiancée.

You can’t be the wife of a merchant like that, so let’s at least build up our ability to remember people.

While I was having such a conversation with you, Ursh, the last zombie who was here blew up, accompanied by a pair of Dear Alice Chris and a settlement for a group of necklace zombies.

When Alice erases the remaining bombing magic, she runs straight to me, drawing between the knights and adventurers who try to stroke her with praise.

Behind that Alice, Chris, who jumped off the carriage, came after her with an unpleasant gaze at one of the knights and adventurers (…) who was about to stroke Alice.

I don’t know… were some of the people who tried to stroke Alice even mixed up with Loricon?

By the way, when you look uncomfortable with Master Chris’s still unhealed, dead eyes with no highlights, it looks like he’s been enemy certified by Jealously Mad Yandere, which in a way scares me.

The contents are gentle, with a serene sense of righteousness full of character, yet the appearance is a gap called Yandere.

Isn’t it usually the opposite direction of the gap, there?

Most people judge by their appearance, so that Yandere look loses money in relationships.

Quickly heal, those dead eyes.

Looking at the intimidating Master Chris and the sick, seemingly adults of that Master Chris, Alice burst into me without slowing down her run.

There’s nothing like a six-year-old Alice coming in, but I thought she was going to stop in front of me, so I can surprise you while I take it.

Alice, who came in with a lot of momentum, rubs her cheek against me as much as she thinks she’ll stick to me as she does.

“Huh. Because Bella was safe. Sooo… good. I wanted to go help Bella. No, a weird pig brought a lot of undead, and the city was in trouble and I couldn’t find Bella. I was worried.”

“Thank you. Thank you for your concern, Alice.”

I stroke Alice’s back as she rubs her cheeks in tears saying she was worried.

I know my best friend Alice is really worried about me. I’m so happy for you.

I’m so happy for you, but I think it’s time you stopped rubbing those cheeks.

Something tells me you can’t stay because you’re looking at Alice with a tongue-in-cheek gaze.

I’m glad to hear that, but that’s what I’m afraid of, because I’m going to hang my neck with my dead eyes with you and stare at this one.

Dear Chris, I don’t think I intend to intimidate you or certify you as an enemy, but I’m afraid I’ll be seen standing still with those dead eyes.

Me, I try not to judge people by their appearance, but scary things are scary.

So just get away from me, Alice.

But you can’t get my feelings inside, Alice can’t leave inside.

When I was in trouble and asked Ursh for help with my gaze, Ursh nodded with a full healing smile, and when I grabbed Alice’s shoulder, she burst away from me.

… Oops. Exactly exercising strength.

I don’t know, you were jealous and couldn’t even sit on your stomach, Mr. Ursh. What do you mean?

Peeled off, you ask a question to Alice, who is Kyoton.

“I have something to ask you, Master Alice. Where did you go with Mr. Geese, Brother Trevor, and then Brian?”

Ulsh, I was treated by you. Brian, I’ve never been involved yet, but pity.

And Alice, relaxing and giving it back, with her neck over the question.

“Mr. Pig has taken you. Wow.”

“Huh? Mr. Pig took you?

No, no, no, Alice.

That’s a hell of a fact, you.

“Yes, Master Geese made a magical attack on the pig who brought Mr. Undead. Oh, the magic doesn’t work on the pig at all. So Master Brian cut it off with his sword. Oh… Mr. Pig, he’s bare and strong, and he can use magic. The pig who quickly stunned Master Brian tried to take Master Brian for the reason that he was red-haired. Wow. That’s where Mr. Geese put his magic on the pig, but when he hit it, it didn’t work on the pig. Master Geese lost. So, Mr. Geese was taken because he had blue hair. Oh, my God, Chris and I were safe because it wasn’t uncommon to have dark hair and blonde hair.”

Yeah. Description of a six-year-old.

I know what you’re trying to say, but it’s hard to hear the guidelines.

No, even this, is it easy to tell at this age?

I don’t know the average because you’re the only one who knows how to compare six-year-olds.

In the meantime, we found out that Brian and Geese were defeated by the Colors Collector.

I don’t know the level of Geese and Brian right now, but there’s no way I can win. to Colors Collector.

Because he lost dozens of times, even to the eighteen-year-old high-spec Geese, Brian, and Chris, and the heroine I grew until I kansted, and seven of the other attackers.

I was listening to you, Alice. You snort, as convinced.

“I knew we had to do something about the curse made of pig’s head skin. Oh, even Alice’s bombing magic is hard to win. I don’t know if I can absorb magic attacks and turn them into my MP. I don’t know if it’s natural for Master Geese to lose his magic attack.”

“But all you can absorb is a magic attack, and if physics works, Alice’s bombing magic works, right?”

Alice and Chris hang their necks in my words.

“Huh? But now, Ursh, you’re absorbing magic attacks and making them MP… and bombing magic is magic, right?

Yeah. Right.

But if you don’t even hit the Colors collector directly, you can’t absorb it.

Apparently, you were thinking the same thing as me, Ursh. You explain, on my behalf.

“Eh. I mean, Isabella’s trying to say, well, you don’t have to ‘attack’ directly with bombing magic. Like blowing up a roof over a pig’s head or something and collapsing it? The roof that collapsed wasn’t” Attack Magic, “was it? In a way, it could be a physical attack.”

“Fluffy!! I mean, when Mr. Pig is nearby, can you bomb the building as much as you like?!

Not good.

“Ah. I’ll take it… I’ll take it… I’ll take it”

Ursh, you looked away and threw both the words of denial and the continuation of the explanation.

That’s amazing, Alice. Ursh, I’m making you give up something.

Good luck, don’t give up, Mr. Ursh.

Alice will be able to bomb extensively in the Wang Dynasty.

Besides, the Colors Collector isn’t always in the building, and if you think about it, the Geese get caught up in the building that collapses.

Anyway, that magic attack absorbs the curse is the neck.

We need to do something about the equipped pig-headed skin…

“Ah!! Right!! It’s all right, Mr. Ursh. If only I could take the curse off that pig’s head with” bulimia “! Then the magic attack will work!

On second thought, if my “bulimia,” I can take away the curse I’m wearing right away.

One day I’ll take the pants that Master Chris was equipped with, like I did when I took them!!

“I can’t do that. Because Isabella’s” bulimia “doesn’t work for creatures, and no.”

“A creature? No, I’m a colors collector, not that thing, trying to take away the curse…”

Then, Ursh, when you put your arms around him and put your neck around him, he gave you a look that he noticed something after a while.

“Oh well. Isabella doesn’t know how that curse is made.”