Also, the more time passed, and he began to get used to his new and hateful lifestyle, he also started to like the new features that death had brought him, like his now extremely pale skin, his silver hair, and his eyes, which were already beautiful before, a vibrant green, but now appeared as intense violets, a shade he had simply never seen in anyone else before.
Before, he was in such a good state with his appearance that he was caught several times having to reject the advances of some truly beautiful young women.
But, beyond his loss, the fear of initiating a strange zombie apocalypse weighed much more heavily on him than anything else he could think of at those moments.
And as the ring showed him, he was actually a high zombie. He didn't know why only he had become this while everyone else seemed like normal zombies, but he also didn't want to try his luck infecting someone else and hoping they would also become a high zombie.
Maybe this was a mutation of the disease, or even of this curse that arises from time to time, so sex for him had been out of the question for some time.
Recalling his status as a zombie, he realized that at some point he would have to start looking for more brains, now that the one he had acquired a few hours ago was permanently inaccessible to him, and unfortunately, he hadn't eaten much before the teleportation.
Also, from what Zargorios said, young Amelia seemed to be someone he would want to keep around. Unfortunately, she appeared to have zero talent for magic, so she wouldn't make a good teacher. However, she seemed extremely strong and very loyal to her old master.
Not only that, but she, not he, held the information about the world around them, which country they were in, its culture, what was allowed or not allowed. He didn't even know if zombies were known in this world, and if they were, did the countries exterminate them as quickly as possible? These were questions that Dante could only answer with Amelia by his side.
Also, Dante had always liked to think of himself as a successful businessman, but he had no doubt that using his old skills in a world beyond medieval but magical must be extremely difficult. Corruption might be so high that it bordered on the impossible for someone without a name or recognition. So, he needed to find a way to acquire brains safely and quickly, as well as make money, preferably a lot of money, as quickly as possible.
Finally, he decided to leave that warm and comfortable room, already thinking of a way to go look for Amelia because he had been inside that place for almost two hours. But he didn't need to do that because, unlike what he believed, she was still waiting for him.
She wasn't waiting for him as a servant who respected her master, and she certainly didn't know what situation she was in or if this was really the man her previous master had chosen to succeed him, but everything pointed to that.
She was actually sitting on the floor, meditating on all the problems she would have to face from this day forward. Before this, she simply worked as a housemaid more than anything else, but besides being able to live a comfortable and secluded life, she also received some knowledge given to her by her own master. Different from the magical teachings she had hoped for since the day she entered the institution, just before being deemed completely useless for magic and becoming a servant on a distant property. But due to the fall of the order, she had received training and techniques focused on monks, something she quickly realized she had a lot of talent for.
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At this moment, Amelia was trying to use one of the various meditation techniques she had learned in the past year to try to find a viable solution to all these new problems.
Dante, when he saw her, took a moment to realize what she was doing. And when he did, even though she was having a profound meditation, he decided he would wait for her to somehow finish what she was doing so he could start planning what he would do from now on. It would be preferable for them to leave that place as soon as possible because this one-month period might not be so certain, and if something went wrong, they could simply be destroyed in an instant.
However, he didn't think he would have to wait so long. He had been looking at Amelia's face for almost half an hour, just hoping that she would wake up or make any movement.
Dante didn't wake her up because he had no knowledge of whether it could somehow harm her. Maybe she was doing something more esoteric than advanced meditation. But he also didn't want to wait any longer, and as he got up, stretching his body after half an hour on that cold, hard floor, he simply went to Amelia, who was no longer far from him, and tapped her shoulder, hoping that she would wake up from that self-imposed trance.
This simple act seemed to generate an opposite reaction in Amelia's body, as if she had been startled, she trembled for less than a second, and now she was staring at Dante, who was strangely close to her.
Dante noticed this and quickly backed away, with a somewhat embarrassed smile, thinking that she had believed he had other intentions.
"I finished what I had to do in that room," he said.
"Were you meditating by any chance?"
She continued to stare at Dante with an absolute lack of expression for a few more minutes until she strangely realized that she had returned to her body normally.
Dante then realized that maybe she had been in such a deep state of whatever she was doing that the mere act of waking her up, like from a deep sleep, had somehow shocked her.
After she realized she was back in the real world and saw Dante right in front of her, now with the old and strange clothes of her master and the ring that her master always wore, she quickly realized that what had to happen had already happened, and that man in front of her was somehow the new owner of the great library.
When she finally got up, still a little embarrassed by losing herself completely in her own thoughts to the point of disconnecting from the world around her, she finally tried to start a conversation with the one who was supposed to be her new master.
But before that, before she could start some strange social ritual of her world, Dante, already thinking about it, quickly raised his hands as a sign for Amelia to stop what she was going to do and said, "Look, I don't know how this world works, or how you treated your previous master, but to me, I'll say what I've always said to my former employees: just treat me as you would a friend."
A friend? Amelia didn't understand what he was getting at. She knew what the word meant, but until this moment, she had never had a true friend, only liars who took everything from her.
So she quickly bowed and said, "No, master, I know that in your world maybe things worked in a nobler and superior way, but my world is dark. I don't know if there are people capable of calling themselves such vague terms throughout the kingdom."
"Then I ask you to keep things as they are. It will be easier for everyone."
Dante was initially shocked to see the young woman deny her freedom, but he didn't know her life, and he didn't think it was right to impose his will on her at this moment.
So after a few moments, still thinking about it, he said, "Alright, but never call me master again."
A bright smile appeared on the young woman's face, and she nodded her head while maintaining the same posture as before, but much less rigid.
This moment was somewhat awkward for him because she seemed strangely beautiful by the natural standards of the world, but he quickly hid that thought and, wanting to see her statistics, quickly said, "research" while looking at her, and her data surprised him in a rather shocking way.
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name: Amelia Durchdenwald
specie: human
type: humanoid
age: 17
clasa: monk
vit: 10
str: 250
dex: 150