Chapter 49: As Danger Approaches (1)

Onigurius Demondom.

TAMARA AGRICHE

*hah* *hah* hah*

This body is unbelievable. Not only did it have a large memory capacity, but her magic pool is also as large as the ocean… I've been here for about two and half months, and since then, Corpse's been feeding me information and I've been reading all the books in this castle. Reading isn't really my thing, but I have no choice but to do it if I want to get out of this shabby castle.

Flashback, 5 hours ago.

I was reading a book when the door opens, Corpse pops his head in between the gap, he then knocks on the door because he forgot about it.

"Excuse me, Mistress, I have some information from the surface. Drea Dearby's Dungeon has been conquered by a young human from Cartania Kingdom. Didn't you plan to visit Drea Dearby for a chat?"

I rubs my eyes and look at him, whoever this Drea Dearby, poor him. Isn't his dungeon his home? If it's conquered then that means both him and his home vanished. That's what it said from the book I was reading a while ago.

"Nice. That young man must've received an award from the King." I said with a bored tone.

"According to the source, the young man hasn't appeared again after clearing the dungeon. The only information they have of him is that he is the hidden 1st son of Artenza County from Menalia who happened to visit his cousins in Cartania, he goes by the name, Randall."

My heart leaped as my hair on my arms stood up after hearing that familiar name.

End of Flashback.

'I want to meet that person, Randall. I wanna check if my hunch is correct.. '

'Astavemere fiego!' (Spell casting)

A ball of fire appears on my hand and I throw it at the two dummies. I sense someone's bloodlust behind me as I spun in time to stab it. It was a dummy with an Artificial life I created exclusively for this training. Currently, I am facing a horde of dummies, minor demon carcasses, and low-level monsters, half of which are already eliminated.

"Mistress, everything is ready." Said Corpse, as I cast my large-scale spell to eliminate the remaining ones.

'Pulverize.' (Casting)

All of them fall down while the dummies ignite until reduced to dust. Short but powerful spell. The longer the casting time, the stronger the spell's effect, but for me, it is the opposite. Longer spells turn out to be minor and a bit weak for me, while short spells or simple words are my strongest.

'Clean.'

All the dirt vanishes and also the dirt on my clothes. If Ran is the one who got this dirt, she definitely fainted already.

"Now that the probation I set for myself has finished, it's time to leave."

Three days later.

Today is the day I get out of this eerie castle. Yes, thanks to Corpse, I mastered the basics of everything, be it spells, information, about this world, and about who Tamara Agripex is.

Since Corpse always denies the fact that I'm not Tamara and that I am Sunny, I just keep it inside me, because no one will believe me in this place anyway. He insisted that I just lost my memories and am currently in the process of confusion. Well, whatever. I know myself better than a mere corpse.

Like before, I saw the unusual surroundings outside the castle. I thought it was just the inside of the mansion but I realized how huge it actually is, so it was a castle after all. The backyard is a graveyard… I think I already expected that the sky would be dark, moonless, and starless, the land was dry and red, and the river nearby is violet. I once described it before but I'll describe it again in case you forgot. The only thing that gave light was the lanterns lined beside the road to the iron gate, 100 meters away from where I was standing.

"...What a distance." I mumble

"Mistress… Do you really want to go on the surface?"

Corpse's voice said beside me. Unlike before, he is now looking like a day-old dead body. So looking at him won't be as disgusting as before.

"Yes, my decision won't change. I think I'll die of boredom inside this castle if I stay any longer." I answered. Back in my world, I was a party goer, I couldn't stay inside my condominium for more than a day… Who can blame me? I just can't help it.

Corpse asks with a solemn tone as he gazes at the castle's exterior, "Will you not come back here?"

"I'll come back if I get bored outside. But why are you asking as if I'll leave you here alone?" I ask while frowning, his eyes then widen as if surprised by what I said.

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"Isn't that the case, mistress?"

"What? Of course not. How should I fare without a guide? It's not like I have GPS to know the way, duh." I rolled my eyes

"B-But mistress, my appearance might scare humans. I may look fine compared to before but I still look like a corpse."

I gave him a serious look after he said that. I lift his chin upwards, sideways, and downwards…

"You do look like a corpse." I commented.

"It's because I'm a corpse, mistress." He sarcastically replied.

'Sheesh… He always got something to rebut.'

"Honestly, your looks are fine but I can make it look alive." I smirk as I remember my occupation on earth. I'm a model and proudly the one who handles my make-up is not anyone else, but me.

I drag him inside to find Tamara's cosmetics, though these are just the basics of the basic cosmetics I should have… it's fine as long as I can blend it well.

"Hmm… alright, go wash up first. I need you to have a clean body before I touch you." I said try to blend the color using a pallet.

"P-pardon? What do you mean by touching my body?" He tried to cover his chest, which made me frown, "Mistress, I tell you, I may have a dead body but I still have the dignity to protect."

'Excuse me? What is he saying now?'

"Err… I need to touch you so I could put this on you, what are you imagining?"

"A-Ahh… is that so? Please pardon my shortcomings, mistress, I'll come back later after I've taken a bath."

Corpse avoids my eyes before he turns around and leaves.

"???"

I proceed with blending. I'm excited because, for the first time in a while, I get to use my original skill in this world.

An hour later the door creaks open, Corpse enters in his bathrobe, I can't even say he looks hot because he's pale and his lips are purplish. Haist.

I push him down on the chair and use my turban on him (in this world, I'm the one that invented it). Heh, who cares? It does exist in my world but not here. So I'm the inventor, just sharing.

"Now, close your eyes, and do not open them until I say so," I instruct him. I paint his face with a complexion that suits him.

'Ahh… I need to make a lotion for him so I won't do this often, his body needs it to have a lived color. Should I invent a foundation lotion just for him? I'll make it more waterproof and can only remove it with the use of special water… hehe my newfound talent makes me excited, Alchemy is easy so it's not impossible to make it.'

Hours later I finished the makeup, I put up a mirror in front of him and told him to open his eyes.

'Oh my corpse, I didn't know he'd look hot… I mean he might be if he's alive, but I can't deny he really looks handsome… My talent did not fail me.'

"Is it to your liking?" I confidently asked while rubbing my finger under my nose. "I’m amazing, right?"

"This is beyond my imagination, mistress. I look alive. As expected of my mistress, you are very talented." He praised me.

Haist. His old-fashioned way of saying it made me come back to reality.

Although it's for revenge on him for forcing me to study thousands of books and locking me up here against my will… that I keep calling him 'Corpse'.

*Sigh*

"I can't call you 'Corpse' now. What did I use to call you before?"

"You called me- *ehem* Peterson, mistress." He faked a cough

My mana wave suddenly reacted. It's because my mana is connected to him that I know something is going on in his mind.

"So Peterson is your real name… but why did you lie? I ask what I used to call you though" I suspiciously asked. I can also know when he lies and when he tells the truth because of that connection. So I'm curious why he lied.

"T-That's… *sigh* You used to call me 'Pet', mistress."

"Oh my, that's harsh. Who would call someone 'Pet' unless she's insane…" I said in surprise

"…but 'Corpse' is also… *mumble* *mumble*"

"What?" I did not catch what he was saying as it sounded like he was eating his words.

"Nothing mistress, you can call me whatever you like, I only accept what you give me." He added.

'How pitiful…'

"Haa… it's no use, I'll call you Peter from now on, short for Peterson. Is that fine?" Even if he's already dead, he still needs to be respected. People who died long ago even before I was born are still elderly…

"Now, I'll put it on your whole body, you can't only cover your face but also your body, especially your limbs."

"Umm… could I put it on myself, Mistress? And please turn around for a moment." His voice has a hint of worry, so I roll my eyes before I turn around.

He put on concealer but when he groaned, I smirked. This man has no common sense. How will he put it all over his body if he can't reach his back? He obviously needs help to put it on.

"Hand it over. And face your back towards me." I turn around and put concealer on him down to his pilonidal area.

"Mistress, umm… your hand please…"

"What? We need to cover it just in case, don't worry I'm not harassing you, duh, I don't harass elders." I said rolling my eyes, "Anyway, this concealer I made is special, even if you wear clothes over it, it won't feel sticky nor will it smudge on your clothes, if you wash up you can use the magic water, only then you can remove it."

After that, he immediately put on his bathrobe and hurriedly exited the room, the weirdo, it's not like I'm interested in your body.

*Sigh*

Because of his reaction, I decided to make it into a consumable potion that can produce the right tone for him. It did not take me more than an hour to make it into a foundation potion and magic water potion, this is so he won't need assistance to put this all over his body, one potion will last for a week. He'll need it when we go to the surface.

Once I'm on the surface, I'll establish my own cosmetic company and modeling agency, hooray! I'll be back to my prime. That will be the case, after I confirm my hunch on the owner of that familiar name.

I pack everything I think I'll need during my surface adventure in my spatial ring. This ring has a shocking unlimited capacity and I can toss everything inside if I wanted to. I mostly brought magic and alchemy related then money and gems. Because I don't get hungry, I don't need to pack food, just some potions and artifacts are enough to defend myself. But even without those, I'm pretty confident I can defend myself with just magic.

I wait for Peter outside, I think he's still packing his own stuff. I walk over to the backyard and summon some undead.

"Protect the castle while I'm away. Make sure whoever tries to break in needs to be locked up in the basement."

The undead bowed to me, "As you command, Our Mistress."

I reach for the iron gate and push it open but sparks burn my hands.

'What was that?!'

*dingg!*

*dingg!*

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