บท 413: He doesn't appreciate being surveilled

"There's a new spy the queen sent to keep an eye on me."

Zombie sighed leaning against the crimson-red-haired girl in a fluffy dress wrapped around his arm.

It was annoying.

What would that make it? Fourth one? Fifth?

The deal the two of them made behind the closed door clearly stated that he would only contact the agent sent by the queen once every week to exchange information – and not to be put under constant surveillance.

What was most annoying about those spies was that Zombie couldn't be sure that they aren't important characters essential for the special quests – but as long as it was someone whose life signature he did not recognize – well...

"There's a nice back alley – and it's on our way to the road to the Great northern forest, master."

The crimson-haired girl hugged and tugged on the blue undead's shoulder and motioned at the dark passage between tall brick buildings where the lights of the street lanterns would not reach.