After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

On a desolate path, Annie and Nicole, disguised as nuns and wearing black veils, were traveling lightly southward along a remote area near the Eastern Territory.

The world is too vast, and the disaster that broke out in the royal city a few days ago quickly disappeared without a trace in the natural wilderness beneath our feet.

In the small village by the roadside, people continue to live their lives day after day, which, though not beautiful, are peaceful.

For the villagers, the cursed princess was probably less frightening than a C-rank monster lurking around the village.

"Let's take a break." Annie turned to look at the small inn in the village. Based on her experience in her previous life, disasters tend to have a delayed effect. The impact of the turmoil in the capital city may not show up in other areas for several months.

Why did she know so much? Because in her previous life, after Oswald's death, she had briefly enjoyed the thrill of ruling the Northern Territory, and then... nothing happened.

The two left the road and went to a hotel in the village to rest, where they ordered some food and snacks together.

Rubbing her hands, which were a little numb from the cold, Annie estimated that they would reach the warm southern territory before spring arrived.

"Are you nuns from the royal city?"

The sudden intrusion of a visitor interrupted the two's leisurely afternoon tea. Nicole and Annie looked in the direction of the sound, then quickly turned their heads away.

The newcomer was none other than Dane, an S-rank adventurer who had fought alongside Annie.

This situation can hardly be described as meeting an old friend in a foreign land. Once their identities are exposed, a fierce battle between the two sides is inevitable.

Noticing the tension between the two, Dane also began to look at the two nuns in front of him with suspicion.

Well, what kind of nun exudes such a strong fighting aura? And the two of them are carrying not only swords but also iron bows in their luggage. They're definitely not to be underestimated.

"I won't ask anything else." Shifting his gaze from Nicole's empty sleeves, Dane calmly continued, "You just need to tell me if you came from the royal city. If so, could you tell me about the situation there?"

Dane also didn't want to get himself into any trouble. The situation was urgent; it was clear that Mr. Medivh was being harassed by some monster.

Having finally escaped the dense fog, as operatives on a top-level mission, they received no support from the kingdom after the surrounding adventurer camps were wiped out.

It's as if... they've been forgotten.

Based on what Mr. Medivh had said before, Dane suspected that some major event had indeed occurred in the royal city.

Annie, whom Dane knew well, kept her head down. Nicole coughed lightly and replied, "A curse broke out in the royal city. Many people died. Before we left, the curse's manifestation was still ravaging the city."

A cursed incarnation?

As if struck by lightning, Dane felt his vision go black. He quickly grabbed the table and chairs to steady himself and asked urgently.

"really?"

Nicole nodded quickly, then turned her back, clearly unwilling to talk to him any further. "Whether it's true or not, you can confirm it yourself."

"Thank you so much."

After exchanging shocked glances with the other team members, Dane hurriedly turned around, only to see a magician flying rapidly through the air just as he stepped out the door.

The messenger of calamity issued his warning in a hoarse voice.

"The Undead! The undead army from the Southern Territory has arrived!"

She hurriedly spat out the hot tea in her mouth. Now it was Annie's turn to be flustered. What was going on? An army of undead from the Southern Territory?!

He almost couldn't catch his breath either. Dane's face was deathly pale as he choked the air into his body. He should probably get some nitroglycerin pills ready.

As if things weren't bad enough, a curse broke out in the royal city, and Medivh was unable to escape. The undead army invaded the central district... It's all over, it's all over now!

……

Facing the cold wind, Lucas, leaning against the wall, exhaled a puff of white steam, while in the warm room behind him, discussions about postwar arrangements continued.

Thanks to the cursed princess, nobles of all ranks in the capital city sacrificed their lives for the kingdom. The king remained unconscious, and the queens, princesses, and princes likely perished in the disaster.

Therefore, in this vast royal city, there is now not a single person who can make up their mind.

The archbishop deserves great credit this time. He led the nuns in an extremely fierce battle against the cursed princess and successfully saved the king's life.

Even if the archbishop holds a high position and great power, he cannot issue administrative orders on behalf of the king, otherwise there is a risk that the papacy will overpower the monarchy.

In a discussion that resembled a bustling marketplace, listening to the arguments, Lucas, who was assigned to be a bodyguard, summarized the three most important problems facing the country at this stage.

The first issue is the reconstruction of the management system. There are many problems after the war, and someone has to be responsible for dealing with them.

The second issue is the other two cursed members who escaped from the royal city amidst the chaos... To be honest, Lucas personally believes that this is the most important thing.

Third, it is necessary to clarify the causes and consequences of the incident, especially to find the mastermind behind it.

According to the surviving soldiers, Princess Diana of the palace was suddenly attacked by assassins before the curse broke out, which was clearly a premeditated assassination.

"Does this even need analysis? The curse erupted, the king died—who benefits most? Which duke was behind it? Aren't the two dukes of the Northern and Southern territories the prime suspects in the entire kingdom?"

Felix slammed his fist on the table and stood up, looking at everyone with a disappointed expression.

"The truth is already obvious. I just don't understand why none of you dare to speak out about something everyone knows?"

Claude twitched his lips. "You're here as a hero to attend a meeting, just to go through the motions? You really think you're the boss?"

Which of these matters is something we at their level can interfere with? Let alone a college teacher like you, even if your college principal came, he wouldn't dare to say that the Duke was plotting a rebellion!

The people sitting in the room at this moment were all seasoned veterans who had cultivated for many years, and not one of them responded to Felix's words.

Claude kept his eyes down, not wanting to show off his presence here, but rather to take this opportunity to enhance the reputation of the Adventurers' Guild among the people.

With so much effort and so many deaths, the Adventurers' Guild's foundation is almost completely depleted. If it doesn't recover soon, the guild will fall apart sooner or later.

"It's best not to bring things up in the open without evidence," Archbishop John said slowly, thus turning the page on this topic.

Upon hearing this, everyone smiled and cast approving glances; the archbishop was indeed sensible and mindful of the bigger picture.

In terms of treason, is there any difference between the Southern Consul and not treason now? If it weren't for the deterrent effect of the undead army, the two sides would have been locked in a fierce battle long ago!

As for the Duke of Oswald of the Northern Territory, although he occasionally ventures south to seek his fortune, he has always been at the forefront in dealing with calamities and curses.

If it were truly a rebellion, he wouldn't have resorted to such methods; the cavalry of the Northern Territory were there for all to see...

The discussion continued, and Lucas had just gotten up and stretched when a servant rushed over, holding a pass token in his hand.

Lucas quickly stepped aside, watching as his attendant rushed into the discussion room in a few strides, his loud voice immediately ringing out.

"I inform you all that His Majesty has regained consciousness after drinking the holy water and is currently in good health."

"Furthermore, His Majesty has decreed that this outbreak of the curse was a conspiracy orchestrated by Duke Oswald! Your Excellencies must immediately notify the armies stationed throughout the lands, and after spring, the entire army must assemble to attack the Northern Territory!"