I Reincarnated Into a Healing Game… and It’s a Zombie Apocalypse?! - Chapter 90

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Chapter 90

Nana called upon the system.

‘Let me declare this place as my land.’

If she could declare this location as farmland, she would be able to forcibly summon Ishanka using the Command skill.

Since the Command skill allows for worker summoning.

To call Ishanka, who was still registered as a worker in the system, Nana declared this entire area as farmland without hesitation.

But the system shattered her expectations.

【Currently undergoing system update and reorganization. Some functions are restricted.】

“Damn it, an update at this timing?”

Her lips bit down involuntarily. Nana clutched her head, desperately trying to find a way to escape.

Then, a rough texture behind her back brushed against her consciousness.

‘There might be something inside this hay pile.’

“Please let there be something.”

She lay prone on the ground and desperately stretched her legs.

With her hands tied, she couldn’t rummage through the hay pile. She concentrated all her body’s senses into her toes, parting the straw and scraping the dirt floor.

Even a piece of metal would do. With just one sharp fragment, she could cut through this rope.

Then, at an unfamiliar texture caught by her toes, she held her breath.

She carefully pulled it toward her with her foot.

But contrary to her expectations, it wasn’t metal but an old leather pouch.

She almost sighed in despair, but at the same time, one possibility flashed through her mind.

‘Right, if I can just reach it… inventory!’

Any pouch her hands touched could be converted into her inventory.

Swallowing her despair, she raised her head.

She twisted her bound hands, trying somehow to push them into the pouch.

“Please, please… just a little more…”

It was a function she usually used carelessly, but right now it felt like her last hope for survival.

The moment her fingertips barely touched inside the pouch, the inventory opened.

Nana swallowed a sigh of relief and immediately began examining her inventory.

Water bottle, bundle of vegetables harvested from the farm, milk bottle.

They were familiar supplies, but what she wanted now wasn’t food.

A little further down, in a corner.

One dusty-looking image caught her eye.

It was a palm-sized bread knife she had carelessly put in her inventory while organizing harvest goods before.

Normally she would have considered it a useless item, but right now this single blade meant the difference between life and death.

Nana lowered her body as much as possible, adjusted her position, carefully pulled out her hand to grasp the knife, and held her breath while listening.

No sound came from outside. Only the wind blowing through the bars faintly brushed her ears.

“…Now’s the time.”

She pressed her back against the wall and crouched down.

Then she brought the bread knife in her hand to the rope.

The rope, with its stiff intertwined fibers, was tougher than expected, but she gritted her teeth and moved the blade again and again.

Please, I must cut through this before being discovered.

In her urgency, strength filled her fingertips.

The blade scraped against the rope and slipped, nearly flying from her hand, but Nana gritted her teeth and held on.

At that moment, she heard something rustling outside.

Her heart seemed to drop with a thud.

Nana pushed the bread knife under the hay pile, immediately lay her body on top of it, and squeezed her eyes shut.

Creeeeak-

With an ear-scratching sound, the door slowly opened.

What followed was an unfamiliarly fishy voice.

“Oh my, the future Queen looks absolutely dreadful, doesn’t she?”

Snowflakes drifted softly beyond the door.

Murakka, warmly bundled up, entered the barn with a leisurely smile and steps as if she were out for a stroll.

Nana felt the urge to kick that face with all her might, but now wasn’t the time.

She had to endure it. To survive.

“I brought good news and interesting news for you.”

Murakka’s lips curved up unpleasantly. Cruel madness flickered in her bright smile. Nana glared at her silently. Even at that gaze, Murakka didn’t back down at all.

“Hmm, you don’t seem very curious?”

“You’re going to tell me anyway.”

“Oh, acting smart too? Impressive for a Kingdom person.”

Murakka approached one step with an excited voice.

She pressed her face close to Nana’s ear as if telling a very important secret and whispered.

“Shall I tell you something interesting? I’m planning to let you wither to death.”

Nana’s entire body stiffened at her breath touching her ear. Murakka giggled and straightened up, turning around leisurely. Then she stopped walking again.

“Ah, I almost forgot? My Aibanu has started looking for you. Congratulations. Such happy news, right? What a touching love story.”

At those words, Nana’s eyes widened.

When she jerked her head up, Murakka’s smile deepened as if she had been waiting for that reaction.

‘Why is she smiling like that?’

Nana felt an ominous premonition.

If Isha had started searching, he might find this place quickly. What’s with that smile?

Murakka soon resolved that question. She spoke slowly as if showing off a secret only she knew.

“Don’t tell me you seriously believed that man would find and rescue you like a prince on a white horse? Like in those fairy tales you Kingdom people love? How naive. This is an abandoned warehouse in a nameless small forest. This is a place only I know. No one, not even my Aibanu, can ever find it.”

She hummed while slowly walking in a circle. Then she approached Nana again and smiled ominously this time.

“And shall I tell you a more interesting story? The army sent from Vilona will arrive soon. For what purpose?”

She tilted her head slightly.

“To kill my Aibanu, of course.”

Nana’s eyes widened at those words.

Murakka seemed satisfied with that reaction and smiled with an innocent face.

“While he’s distracted looking for you, a blade will be thrust into his back. The king will disappear and the country will fall into chaos. Taking advantage of that gap, Vilona will—no, I will devour this country.”

Nana was speechless, glaring at her before finally asking.

“Why do such a thing? Didn’t you like Isha?!”

“That’s right. I love him.”

Murakka nodded without a moment’s hesitation.

“His wealth, honor, power—everything is brilliant and captivating. But that’s his, not mine.”

She cast her gaze beyond the bars and spoke in a low voice.

“At first, I thought that marrying that man would naturally make everything his become mine. But the moment that man’s heart turned to you, that future shattered completely. I finally realized. What doesn’t come into my hands was never truly mine to begin with. So I decided. I would get him. No, I would devour everything he has completely.”

“You’re really insane.”

Nana muttered unconsciously and trembled all over. She couldn’t tell if it was from the cold or from being sickened by Murakka’s madness.

Finding her reaction amusing, Murakka raised the corners of her mouth and burst into giggles. Like an actor on stage, completely absorbed in the drama.

“Right. I’m insane. But so what? If being crazy means winning, I’ll gladly go even crazier.”

She stepped back and said playfully.

“But why do you think I’m telling you all this?”

Murakka slowly turned and walked toward the door, saying.

“You remember I said I’d let you wither to death, right? Yes. I want you to properly feel that pain.”

Standing at the door with her back turned, she added.

“Hold onto hope. That thin expectation that my Aibanu might come to rescue you. And I hope you slowly wither in despair when that hope is crushed in my hands.”

She grabbed the door handle and threw out her final words.

“So enjoy it. This quiet and desperate time. Because everything is already too late for him to come rescue you.”

Bang-

The sound of the door closing brought prison-like silence. In the silence, Nana clenched her teeth.

“I have to get out somehow.”

Before that crazy woman could do anything to Isha.

Nana carefully turned her body and reached toward the hay pile. As soon as she felt for the bread knife she had hidden earlier, she pulled it out and brought it back to the rope.

“Ugh…!”

Her finger grazed the blade and sharp pain spread through it. The stinging pain spread, but it felt like hope instead.

The fact that the blade was sharp enough to cause wounds meant she could cut through this rope.

Nana kept all her nerves on edge, anxious that Murakka might return, watching for any signs outside while hastening her hand movements.

Her fingers throbbed more and more and the pain in her wrists grew worse, but she couldn’t stop.

She ignored the pain and moved the blade without rest.

And finally, the rope binding her wrists loosened slightly.

Not missing that opportunity, she put strength into both hands and with a snap, the rope broke.

A tingling sense of liberation spreading from her fingertips.

The sensation of blood flowing and the thrill of being alive simultaneously enveloped her body. Nana roughly brushed away the rope and immediately assessed the situation outside.

Silence. A quiet without even bird sounds.

She stealthily approached the window and peered outside through the bars. Likewise, there were no signs of people. Fortunately, the opportunity was still alive.

She leaned her exhausted body against the wall. The body aches that had subsided began boiling up again from deep within her body, spreading a chilling tremor to her very bones.

She wanted to close her eyes and collapse right then and there. But she couldn’t do that.

Biting her lips to hold onto her consciousness, she opened her eyes wide.

Now she had to get out.

Somehow. By any means necessary.

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