Taming The Villainesses

『Keuieeek-!』

The gigantic monster Gamigin screamed. It was because Elga’s halberd began to mutilate its slimy body.

“What, there’s nothing really special about this other than looking like dog shi†?”

Perhaps because she was accustomed to dealing with monsters, Elga easily overwhelmed the mid-boss of an episode.

“I can’t do it with the body of this Balan. I have to possess that Draco kid-. Mirna, give me your body-!”

After aiming at me and failing because of Elga’s attack, Gamigin seemed to have made up its mind to target the praying Mirna.

In the first place, Gamigin was probably aiming for Mirna.

I thought that it would just take her body and turn her into an undead, but now it seemed that it actually wanted to use the body as a vessel.

Was the reason the Professor Balan-turned-monster wasn’t as strong as described in the novel because she was a weak host?

“Can you do something else?”

Tadat.

After leaping into the air, Elga kicked off the pillar and plunged the giant monster Gamigin’s body down from head to bottom.

Rumbling~.

Chwaaak.

『Kkeuieek!!! Noooooo!!!』

The monster, cut in half, was in great pain as it spewed out mucus like blood.

It was struggling as intensely as a snake sprinkled with salt on its wounds.

『Aleister, you useless bas†ard! What are you doing!?』

As Gamigin screamed, Aleister’s blue eyes flashed brightly, still fixed in the air.

However, despite the terrifying energy he was exuding, he did not lift a single finger. It was probably because Mirna was trying her best to gain back her control of him.

“Come here in my shadow, you powerless weakling….”

I was a little worried because Mirna was afraid of ghosts.

But now, she seemed to have taken almost all control of her father, Aleister Draco.

Was it because they were father and daughter?

Was it because they had similar wavelengths, or that the blood in their veins was thick?

『This is why there is no need to leave personalities for the undead! Aleister, I, Gamigin your Lord, command you-! Offer your daughter to me! Quickly!”

Hwareureuk.

Aleister’s blue eyes blazed even more, which eventually turned red like a bright flame.

After floating down from the air, he landed and knelt down on the ground, before stretching out his bare hands towards his praying daughter.

* * *

The Draco Family was known for following the strictest and most demanding rules among many nobles.

Their strictness pushed people to their absolute limits.

━They risk their lives in abiding the rules. To the point they’re like an undead being commanded, and not living people.

━The people of the Draco Family work even after they die.

The closed and rigid Draco Family would always become the topic of gossip for those around them.

Family members might get slandered or a bad situation might be stirred, but they didn’t pay them any heed and simply lived their lives.

Mirna and Narmi, the Young Ladies of the Draco Family, had lived their lives like this. Indifferent to the outside, without doing anything deserving of embarrassment.

However, this would inevitably spring questions in their minds.

Why did the Draco Family have so many rules to follow?

Why couldn’t she eat candy and sweets that even children of commoners enjoyed?

Everyone who had tasted them seemed delighted.

Mirna also wondered what it felt like…

Just that, her Father never bought her candy, not even once in her life.

Because her Father was a very strict person…

It was to the point that he swore to not utter a word to his daughter for the rest of his life.

‘Could I ask Father this?’

Why was the Draco Family living in a suburban villa outside the Kingdom….

Why did Father prohibit me all my life?

Where the heII did Mother go?

‘Someday, I will ask all of this.’

I lived through life with that promise, but the world was not kind towards me.

The people of the Draco Family fell one after another due to an unknown curse. Finally, dirt also got sprinkled on Father’s grave, leaving no one left to answer us sisters.

Reviving Father through necromancy wasn’t simply for supplementing the power of the family.

It was also because there were many stories that I had yet to hear from his mouth. Hence, I wanted to bring him back to life and ask him about those things.

━Dol’s IkTum.

However, the language of my resurrected Father was different from mine. So even if I asked a lot of questions, it was impossible to get any answer.

And so, I was left with a spacious mansion.

Forced into a life guarding the cemetery every night.

‘What was Father’s purpose?’

‘Why did the rules even exist….’

A lot of things lumped together in my head.

Every time I closed my eyes like this, many complicated things would string together like a whirlpool, which just ended with me feeling confused.

Seueuk.

It was then that Mirna felt something touching her head.

When she lifted her gaze after finishing a complicated and agonizing prayer, a bare skeleton greeted her with empty sockets.

━Atem Dol’s Nobito.

“… What are you saying?”

Mirna couldn’t understand her father. But now, it became clear what she needed to do.

In the end, this situation occurred because of her.

The bodies of the family were stolen because she did not properly protect the cemetery.

Because she pulled her Father out from his rest, and even had him taken away.

Mirna slightly moved her lips, reflecting on her shortcomings.

“Father, you no longer have to bear the weight of your mortal flesh.”

─Release Spell.

Mirna Draco broke the thin and slender cord that had connected her to her father.

It was essentially breaking the contract between the dead resurrected by necromancy and the caster.

With that, everything went back to how it was.

“From ashes to ashes. From dust to dust-.”

━Grrrrrr….

Mirna bowed her head.

Paseuseuseu-.

The body of the dead who was resurrected by necromancy would perish after the contract got canceled, like sand. And yet, Mirna couldn’t bear to watch her father disappear.

Because now, she would have to experience her Father’s death twice.

Yet, if she was feeling this way…

What would the person themselves feel, having to die twice?

“…….”

When Mirna lifted her face, her father’s stern empty eyes seemed to bore into her. Thus, she could only shut her mouth, lower her head and look at the floor.

Sch.

An old, skinny hand suddenly appeared in front of Mirna’s face.

━Dal.

“This….”

Mirna was startled.

What was on his palm was a small, round object that did not fit with this silent man at all.

It looked like a bead that was wrapped in paper and was exuding a very sweet smell.

It was candy…

‘The candy that I have always wanted to try.’

Receiving it, Mirna heard Aleister say…

━You don’t have to cry anymore.

“What are you saying now-.”

Mirna quickly raised her head, but her father was nowhere to be seen.

• Edited by: faker