He thought for a moment, then—
"No. I still refuse. I don't take orders from a mere pet."
He shot her down coldly.
All color drained from Norn's face.
Ignoring her, Rigel walked toward the King's corpse.
Then—
"Hmph…! To think I'd waste something like this here."
He casually took out a small potion bottle from his pocket and threw it at the King's body.
Immediately, the King's corpse twitched violently.
"Ah…! Aah…! Gah…!"
The King let out a pained groan.
He had definitely been dead.
But now—he was revived.
"W-what is this…!? What happened to me…?"
"Heh. I used an Elixir."
"An E-Elixir!? You used a Legendary-grade potion on…!"
"Well, it's technically a fake. Unlike the real thing, it only works on corpses within a few hours of death, and its effect is weakened if the wounds are too severe."
"…What the hell is your goal!?"
The King demanded strongly.
