The Legend of the Graveyard Corpse Stitcher

When Rein returned to Karl's Mechanical Workshop, it was nearly evening.

He never expected that simply going out to accept a Scavenger Mission would cause so much trouble, and that he would almost lose his life.

Fortunately, thanks to the great Ymir, all the problems have been solved.

Reality is very real.

The suffocating pressure that feels like it can't be overcome is nothing more than a single word or announcement from a big shot like that.

Now that he has Ymir's personal seal, Rein should be living a very comfortable life.

From then on, he also had the protection of an faction.

However, Rein still plans to follow the "City of Radiance" hunting force on the mission, rather than choosing to immediately join Storm General Baron.

Before that Her Highness the Eldest Princess's Mechanical City is established, seeking refuge there is not a good option.

In the wasteland, without the protection of the Mechanical City, survival is truly a gamble. It's a gamble not to encounter those overwhelmingly powerful magical beasts, nor the ever-present, unpredictable dangers lurking in the mist.

Moreover, while Rein may trust Ymir, he may not necessarily trust her subordinates.

Little Karl had cleaned the shop spotless and packed up all the tools he could take with him.

"Brother Rein, I just went to 'Red Nose' Hook again to inquire, but there's still no news about Grandpa Neto."

Karl watched as Rein returned to the shop, looking somewhat dejected. He sighed, "Looks like we'll have to think of another way."

Hearing this, Rein smiled and shook his head, saying, "There's no need to worry about the teacher. I've found a big shot who can help. If she can't do it, finding someone else won't help either."

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, Karl paused for a moment, then his face immediately lit up with delight.

He never expected that Rein would bring back such wonderful news after just one trip out.

He blinked his big, innocent eyes and quickly asked, "Grandpa Neto has been captured, so we can't count on the Five Great Families in City of Radiance. Could it be that you found Master Cavo?"

"No."

Rein didn't hide anything and said directly, "I happened to meet Princess Ymir Spurglin of Omar. Then I asked her to rescue my teacher, and she agreed."

"Your Highness?"

Karl looked at her with starry eyes, as if he had heard a fairy tale, and exclaimed with admiration, "Brother Rein, you actually know a princess?"

He had lived in the City of Radiance since childhood and had never heard of Ymir. But that did not prevent him from understanding that a "princess" was a very high-ranking noble, the kind of important figure who only appeared in fairy tales about "princes and princesses".

Rein smiled and said, "Yes."

"With the princess's help, Grandpa Neto will definitely come back!"

Karl was inexplicably convinced, unable to hide his surprise and delight.

A young person's heart always believes that the "princess" in fairy tales has some kind of magic.

The little face that had just been frowning suddenly broke into a bright smile, and she exclaimed, "Wow, I really want to see what a princess looks like! The stories say that princesses are all very, very beautiful. They have golden, flowing hair, wear crystal shoes and beautiful dresses, and radiate a holy light. They are the most beautiful women in the world!"

He paused, then asked expectantly, "Brother Rein, is that princess you know also very beautiful?"

Rein chuckled and replied, "Yes, she is indeed very beautiful, and she has beautiful long, wavy hair."

"Wow, I really want to see what the princess looks like!"

Karl was envious. Every boy who has read fairy tales has a dream of meeting a beautiful princess, an ideal as important as becoming a "dragon slayer".

Rein at Karl's childlike innocence, he couldn't help but laugh and cry, "When the time comes, I'll take you to meet that princess."

"Okay, okay!"

Before Karl could even feel happy, Tuster suddenly appeared from some corner.

He excitedly stepped forward to report, "Grandpa! Brother Rein knows a princess, and that princess has agreed to rescue Grandpa Neto!"

"Okay, I understand."

Tuster nodded, revealing a kind smile.

Turning to Rein with anticipation, he asked, "Can the princess you know really rescue that old man Neto?"

"Yes."

Rein nodded and said, "I found Princess Ymir of Princess Oma."

"Princess Ymir? She's a truly top-tier princess. Ordinary people don't even have the right to approach and speak to her. I never expected you to know her."

Tuster sighed slightly, seemingly unfamiliar with the name.

He paused, then sighed, "I haven't been back to Omar for thirty years. I don't know what new princesses the Spurglin Family has appointed, and I have no interest in finding out. But as long as they can rescue Neto, they've done a good deed."

Judging from his tone, he seemed to have little affection for the royal family of the Oma Empire, and even harbored some resentment towards them.

Upon hearing this, Rein's expression changed slightly.

He had previously heard from Bazel about Tuster Forentus who had been expelled from the Oma Royal Academy of Sciences thirty years ago.

Now that I hear it, it probably really is him.

Tuster then asked, "Did the Princess mention any conditions for agreeing to save them? If it's too difficult, we can work together to find a solution."

There's no such thing as a free lunch; a Princess certainly wouldn't agree to help for no reason.

Rein replied, "It's all settled, no conditions are required. Princess Ymir seems to know the teacher, and she assured me that she would not allow the teacher to be harmed."

"Oh"

Hearing this, Tuster's expression softened somewhat. "The Omar royal family may not be much, but they should keep their word. As long as that old man Neto is alright, everything is negotiable."

Rein nodded. "It should be fine. That Her Highness the Eldest Princess considerable power. If she can't do it, I find it hard to imagine anyone else being able to rescue the teacher."

Tuster nodded.

With progress in the case of Ilubeck's arrest, the atmosphere became less somber.

At this moment, Karl seemed to remember something and added, "Speaking of which, I still haven't found out anything about Grandpa Neto from 'Red Nose' Hook, but I did get some very exciting news."

Rein became interested and asked, "What?"

Karl tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I heard there was a serious security incident on York Street in the Fifth District today, and someone even died. But it's been a long time since I've heard of any madmen daring to kill people in the city."

"???"

Rein vaguely felt that this opening was strangely familiar.

Then, Karl said, "I heard that a High-tier Vampire from the Xid Empire and one of the 'Ten Great Legends,' the White Wolf Bazel, got into a fight on York Street and destroyed half the street."

He described the scene vividly, as if he had witnessed the brutal fight firsthand. "I also heard that one guy's head was smashed into a pulp like a watermelon, and another guy's neck was cut off, leaving only a layer of skin, yet he was still alive! He straightened his head on the street, picked up a needle and thread, and started stitching it up. It was terrifying; I heard he was a mysterious 'Corpse Stitcher' who escaped from the cemetery."

Tuster, standing to the side, chuckled and shook his head, correcting him. "Karl, who can survive with a broken neck? Even vampires, who are known as the 'undead,' can't do it."

"But, Grandpa..."

Karl protested, "That's what 'Red Nose' Hook said! And it's all over town now. I heard at least a thousand people saw it with their own eyes. Even the White Robe Weaver from the 'Security Department' didn't dare approach that guy with the stitched-up head when they went to arrest him."

"That."

Upon hearing this, Rein's head began to buzz.

The protagonist in the first half of the story seems to be talking about himself?

The time, place, and people all match up. But the second half just doesn't sound right.

He said to Karl, half-laughing and half-crying, "It's not as exaggerated as the rumors say. Who survives with their throat cut? It's just a regular Throat Cut."

"It's not that exaggerated?!"

Karl tried to persuade his stubborn grandfather and Rein, adding, "Brother Rein, of course you won't believe it if you didn't see it yourself. But many people saw it with their own eyes! They said it was a guy wearing Crow Mask."

At this point, Karl seemed to remember something and pointed to Rein's mask. "It's probably a similar mask to yours, but a bit fiercer."

"Um, Karl."

Rein shook his head helplessly, pointed to the centipede-like stitches on his neck, and said, "If there hadn't been a second security incident on York Street today, the guy you're talking about with his head cut off would probably be me."

Tuster: "."

Karl: "."

At that moment, the two stared in disbelief at the wound on Rein's neck.