My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chatper 449

Chapter 449

He was still holding the Undead Corpse King’s hand.

That was the position he had been assuming ever since they exited the tomb of the King of Medicine.

The phrase ‘unbearable pain’ was the best way to describe his current state.

“Let’s go!”

Everyone resumed their journey after Nash issued the order.

After setting out, they traveled non-stop for four days straight.

They traveled by day and also by night with the help of torches.

They drank from the mountain springs when they got thirsty and killed animals not under protection when they got

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hungry.

The non-stop journey exhausted them thoroughly.

However, they managed to return to Madam Lunaris’ shop before sunset on the fourth day.

“Madam Lunaris… please prepare us an entire table’s worth of food… Please be generous with the seasonings…”

Nico was so excited that he began calling out to Madam Lunaris right after they entered the courtyard.

After four days of having nothing but bland food, he felt like his tongue was going to fall from his mouth.

Derek said weakly, “Madam Lunaris… Save me…

He turned and showed his butt to Madam Lunaris after he finished his sentence.

Madam Lunaris was having tea at the table.

After she saw the hand sticking out from Derek’s bottom, she smiled and asked, “Does it feel good, young man?”

Good?

How the hell could it feel good?!

He was already very lucky that he had not died during the journey, and she still had the gall to ask him if it felt

good?!

Derek cursed to himself inwardly, but all he dared to do was pout and say, “Please, Madam Lunaris… Please save

me… It feels like my arm is about to rust!”

Madam Lunaris picked up her wine glass from the table and upended its contents.

The wine landed on the dismembered hand, which began smoking.

All sorts of expressions appeared on Derek’s face as the hand began waggling.

With a splat, the dismembered hand landed on the ground.

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Both the index and middle fingers were covered in blood.

Derek’s legs gave out as he collapsed to the ground.

He had lost all feeling in his arm.

However, it felt so wonderful to have this weight taken off of him.

“Number Six… Help him disinfect his intestines…”

Madam Lunaris turned and yelled toward the kitchen.

A plump man who was wearing an apron and prepping food turned to look at Derek.

He slashed his knife against the pig intestines laid on top of the chopping block.

Derek felt his heartbeat quicken.

Disinfect his intestines?

How were they going to do that?