My Reincarnation as a Chicken

Chapter 147 The Cursed Executioner Pt.II

The girl had completely forgotten who she was.

In fact, now that she thought about it, all the faces she remembered from her past life were simply blurry. She was unable to recall anyone specific. Not her mother, not her father, no friends of distant relatives. Classmates were basically non-existent, but she remembered being in a classroom with people. Still, she couldn’t remember what exactly she was doing before getting transported into this world, or why she looked different from her original form.

“W-Why can’t I remember my name?”

She was on her knees, holding her head and searching frantically for the missing memories. The most important moments in her life were missing. Anytime she recalled someone calling her name all she’d hear were glitching noises that actually hurt, like someone was telling her that it wasn’t for her to know.

Hiro rushed to her side and picked her up.

“Are you alright? It’s ok. You don’t need to pressure yourself.”

“Fufu… She’s too stupid to even remember her own name.”

Jeanne teased in the Elecryean tongue and Neburis punched her head.

“Be a bit more sensitive, would ya?”

“How unladylike, Sister Neburis.”

Jeanne rubbed the part Neburis punched and winced in pain. Neburis really didn’t hold back.

“At least try to sympathise with her. You did go through the same thing.”

Neburis went to help Shiro with the girl. They took her to their bed.

‘What would you know of what I went through?’

Jeanne sighed and walked towards both of them.

“Fine. I shall try my best to help her.”

The blonde put her hand over the girl’s banging head. She started to chant some words, calling for the help of light spirits and sparkles of light magic started to drop on the girl’s head, lessening the pain. Slowly, the pain became more tolerable till she barely felt anything.

“Tell her to try to remember her name now.”

Jeanne ordered Hiro.

“Right. Try to remember your name now.”

The girl nodded her head and started to search hard for a name. The deeper she went, the stronger the headaches came. She was grunting as she searched deeper and the glitches became louder and more violent. Deep inside the blackness and several glitching sounds however, she could hear some muttering.

On the outside, she was screaming, but her inner mind was completely oblivious to the turmoil its main body was going through. Slowly, the mind was being destroyed, but its desire to find that name made it continue.

After much searching and pain, she finally found it. She managed to hear it. Her name.

When she did, she suddenly realized all the pain she was feeling. Jeanne was sweating and had both arms over the girl, with Neburis preventing her from falling. The blonde’s hair was a mess and her face was steaming red. The girl then looked at Hiro, Neburis, then back at Jeanne.

“Rulis. M-My name is Rulis.”

“Rulis? That sounds weird, but ok.”

Hiro told her with a grin.

“I almost died for this name you know?”

“Haha, don’t worry about it. Besides… you’re not dead and neither are any of us here.”

Hiro got up then put a hand of Jeanne.

“She’s just drained. I’m not sure what was blocking the girl’s memories, but it wasn’t simple amnesia.”

He spoke to Neburis in her tongue.

“What do you think it was?”

“I’m not sure. I would have thought devil, but devils run away when they even catch a sniff of Jeanne. She’s too scary for them.”

“An angel then?”

“Quite possibly.”

“But why would an angel do this?”

“I-I’m not sure. I’ll need answers.”

Hiro yawned then walked out of the room with Jeanne in arms. Neburis stayed alone with Rulis. She drew a chair closer with her spatial magic and faced the exhausted Rulis.

“First. Day. Interesting.”

Neburis tried her best to speak what little things she learnt from Hiro. Rulis nodded at Neburis statement.

“Quite. First of all I’m just being a regular high school student, then next I’m summoned to a different place. I’m guessing a different world. Maybe reincarnation? I mean sure that blonde speaks French, but unless you guys are speaking some other European or African language, I have no idea what is happened. Then the magic tricks everyone’s been pulling off, plus the medieval setting and my weird memory loss; like I’m not supposed to know. Piece one and two together, you get reincarnation to live my second life better than my first. Still, I don’t get why I don’t have my memories. Maybe I was a bitch in my previous life and I’m in a test to prove that I’m actually a good soul so I go to heaven? Yes. That’s got to be it!’

Rulis looked at Neburis whose eyes were spiraling in their sockets after all her mumbling.

“First. Day. Interesting.”

Rulis said with a smile then offered her hand to the girl. Neburis accepted the hand with unladylike grin.

“Neburis.”

She pointed to herself and pronounced her name.

“Your name is Neburis?”

Neburis didn’t know what was going on, but nodded nonetheless.

“I see.”

***

A few weeks had passed since Rulis’ appearance in the castle. Her presence really caused a dramatic change in the castle. The young lady Neburis had become unruly and was pulling all sorts of pranks with the new miss all around the castle. Hiro had been helping her learn the language and she was surprisingly sufficient with it. It barely took a week for her to understand it all. She said it was like voices in her head were telling her what to do. The castle had become much “brighter” and “louder”.

However, the King, Excelcior Sonaris Miksari Eldiro Furialt, was not pleased with what he was seeing. He asked for his mages to summon him a [Hero] candidate, but instead they got him a self-obsessed entitled brat who would not stop acting like a child from the streets. Surely there should have been a level of refinery from her. Even Jeanne, who was actually raised on streets, still acted with an air of elegance. A commendable girl she was. Her exploits from her previous world clearly carried over to this one. Saving her motherland from a tyrant through the grace of her god? Perfect Hero material!

He thought his luck would be good the second time, but now he had to deal with a girl who didn’t even carry proper memories from her previous life. She simply went to school. Excelcior assumed she was a scholar till she blurted out that going to school was a normality where she came from. Her “special” skills including management, class leading and gossiping.

A harlot! He had summoned a harlot to his abode.

So today, he had had enough of her.

“Rulis. Pick up that weapon.”

“I-I can’t.”

She grunted on the ground.

“Do it, Rulis! You were summoned to do something other than corrupt Neburis!”

His veins bulged on his forehead.

“Father. She did not corrupt me.”

“Silence Neburis. Or I will lock you up in the bunker.”

The girl reflexively kept quiet and simply watched. Rulis tried to pick up the sword, but it immediately fell out of her hands. Annoyed, Excelcior growled at her.

“If you have no use, you might as well die here.”

Mercilessly, he brought down his blade. Any way they saw it, he was really intent on actually killing the girl. Everyone in the room noticed it and were prepared to jump in to defend, however they were restrained by guards who pinned them to the ground.

“No!”

Hiro roared.

TANG!

The king’s sword clashed on something metallic. Hiro, Neburis stopped struggling under their captures and only stared at the Hero King. What they saw was surprising. Rulis wielded a blade, that was obviously too big for her, with ease, managing to even block the serious attack from Excelcior and make him struggle.

Translucent blood red fire horns floated atop her head and her eyes were now turned silver. The ground beneath them both was cracking with scorch marks.

With a wave of her hand, the king was sent flying back till he slammed into the wall of the training area.

“Excelcior Sonaris Miksari Eldiro Furialt the Third. You are before the Judge and Jury. Make your plea.”

Rulis brought up her sword and pointed it at Excelcior. One clutch and the king found his heart being stabbed by the girl’s blade.

“Noo! Father!”

Neburis yelled, causing her magical power to overflow. The entire top of the castle was suddenly erased, causing panic amongst those on the same floor as her. When they looked up to the bare sky, there was a black orb there. At first, the people in the city didn’t notice it, but then the black orb started to swallow everything into it. Houses, livestock, people, the orb did not spare anything, sucking in faster than before.

“S-Stop it, Neburis.”

Hiro ordered her, but she was busy grieving her father to even notice what was going on. He then looked at Jeanne who was always paralysed with a single tear running down her cheeks while she looked at the stabbed king.

“Ah! Fine. You want me to take up this role so bad? I’ll do it then!”

Noticing that his restrainer was distracted, Hiro summoned a wisp of fire to hurt the man’s hand then free himself.

“Oi! Wait!”

Mercilessly, Hiro kicked the man in the face to knock him unconscious. He looked around for a weapon, then felt something materialize in his hands. It was a beautiful crystalline blade with a golden handle designed with a dragon insignia and symbols from the old languages. The edges of the sword glowed with a brilliant golden and instinctively, Hiro knew what to do.

He took a pose and charged mana through his body. Leaning back then thrusting forward to give himself the ultimate pushing power. The sword shot through the sky like a rocket, leaving a streak of golden as it moved towards its target, the black hole. The sword entered the black hole, causing it and the blackhole to suddenly disappear. All the things that were in trajectory for the blackhole stopped and begun their descent. The livestock and properties were ruined. The humans that possessed mana and aura fortified their bodies or came up with a way to save themselves. Some of those without any of these were lucky to be saved whereas the unfortunate either died or survived with severe injuries.

One of the worst days for the Dhijan Hero Nation, and it was caused by a little girl throwing a tantrum.

Hiro looked at the door leading to the corridor. There he saw her. Wearing her usual red cloak with a mask that covered her face entirely. Still unable to see her face, yet he could imagine a smug grin on her face at the moment. Angrily, he bit his lips and formed trembling fists.

‘We move out, tonight.’

The person sent a telepathic message to him, before disappearing into the darkness.

“You have been judged. The verdict is, You are Worthy of Life.”

Rulis removed her sword from the king’s chest and the horns on her head disappeared. Excelcior on the other hand collapsed on his knees, panting heavily and holding his heart to check for any open wounds. He then looked at Rulis with a gaze that was obvious fear.

Jeanne ran towards her father and Neburis’ restrainer allowed her to move towards him. When they both got there, the king was alright. No visible wounds on his body, just sweat. He however pushed both of them away and then put his hands on Rulis’ shoulders.

“You. Your name is now Rulis Tepe Miksari Eldiro Furialt. M-My third daughter.”

He said with heavy breaths. Slowly, he staggered up and stumbled towards his chambers. One of the guards came closer to help him, but the king pushed him away.

“I-I shall just go take a rest in my chambers.”

“Sire. Your chamber has been destroyed.”

The guard informed him and all of a sudden, Excelcior could feel the warmth of the sun.

“I-I see.”