Rebirth in Another World as the Undead Queen

Visit from the Dwarves

Hesitation only lasted a few seconds, and as soon as this question was raised, Serea discarded it with a smile.

She was never someone who liked to dwell on troubles.

Man? Woman?

Lin Yun? Serea?

It didn’t matter. As long as she lived freely and happily, that was enough. As Serea, with Celia by her side, she felt at ease. If that made her comfortable, then she was Serea!

There were some troubles, but as long as everything went according to her wishes, if she wanted to be Serea, then she would always be Serea. No one could take this identity from her unless she herself wished it.

And Serea could vaguely sense that her cognition and thoughts were changing, but she didn’t dislike this change. In fact, she had already grown to love her current self and her current life. So why get tangled up in such issues?

Having thought it all through, Serea nodded at Celia.

”Mm, don’t worry. I understand what you mean. I will become a qualified ’little sister.’”

”......”

Celia wasn’t sure whether to be happy or have mixed feelings about Serea’s answer.

But thinking it over carefully...

It didn’t really seem to be a problem after all.

”Serea!”

Just as they reached this point, a female voice sounded from inside the house. It was Lilith’s voice, and hearing it, Serea turned back and entered the wooden house.

Lilith was searching around for something, but when she saw Serea come in, she rushed over and gave her a hug.

”That’s great. This isn’t a dream. Serea is still here.”

Caught in Lilith’s embrace, Serea felt a little at a loss. Thinking that yesterday Lilith had confronted her with blades, but today she was acting like a close sister, Serea suddenly felt a sense of ”gap moe.”

”Princess Serea, Princess Lilith, it’s time for breakfast now.”

Because Lilith was present, Celia added ”Princess” to Serea’s address.

”Celia, you are as dedicated as ever.”

Lilith released Serea and was very warm toward Celia, her childhood friend.

As she spoke, lilith put on some clothes to eat breakfast with Serea, but since her own outfit was damaged, she had to wear one of Serea’s spare dresses.

”Oh right, someone’s looking for you outside.”

”Looking for me?”

Serea was a bit puzzled when she heard Celia’s words.

”Mm, it’s a dwarf named Lodran, the one who greeted us at the Dwarf tribe before.”

”It’s him, huh.”

When she heard this, Serea recalled.

Back then, to win over the dwarves, she’d gifted Lodran a set of ”blood elf Stalker armor,” and he promised to bring his own ”masterpiece” in exchange within three days.

But three days had passed, and previously Lodran had sent someone requesting a few more days, insisting he would bring an astonishing piece.

Serea had agreed, and had thought she’d have to wait longer, but she didn’t expect him to arrive so soon.

”Where is he now?”

”He’s waiting at the camp.”

”Then let’s go see.”

Serea quickly finished her food and prepared to leave, but Lilith spoke up as well.

”I’m coming too.”

”You’re still injured. Why not rest a little longer?”

”I’m fine now.”

Lilith stood up, and seeing this, Serea couldn’t refuse any further.

”Then take this—with your identity still unannounced to everyone, it’s best to stay hidden for now.”

As she spoke, Serea tossed the mask made by Pelam to Lilith, who put it on her face.

”Let’s go. I’ll give you a little tour of my camp.”

With that, Serea led the way, followed by Lilith and Celia.

As they came down from the treehouse into the camp, Serea saw—already from a distance—several mountain goats, and some dwarves chatting with Lola and the others.

When she saw Serea approach, Lola said to the leading dwarf:

”Our Queen is here.”

With everyone’s attention on her, Serea stepped forward.

”Esteemed Queen of the Elves, I come representing the Eriwin Dwarf tribe, bringing with me both promise and friendship.”

Lodran spoke, and he and the other dwarves saluted Serea. Lilith, meanwhile, watched the many dwarves with great curiosity.

”The Darkmoon clan and allied tribes welcome you all. I didn’t expect you to arrive so soon.”

”I apologize for the two-day delay, but as promised, I have brought this!”

As Lodran spoke, he gestured, and a wooden chest was delivered to his hands. The box was heavy, and judging by his careful manner, it clearly contained something precious.

”This is...”

”Please allow me to introduce to you Lodran’s Promised Oath, the lifetime masterpiece of Lodran, the master armorer!”

As Lodran slowly opened the chest, Serea and the others saw the equipment inside.

It was a suit of women’s light armor, interwoven in gold and silver, mainly crafted from leather and magical cloth, while the vital points were protected by metal. The whole set gave off a solemn and sacred air.

”As my greatest work, I’ve named it ’Lodran’s Promise.’ Queen Serea, please choose a suitable owner for it.”

As Lodran handed over the chest, the reluctance was clear on his face, but a dwarf’s promise to someone else is never broken.

”Light armor...”

Serea muttered, and received the equipment’s details.

Lodran’s Promise (Silver): Grants 20% damage reduction when equipped, and is accompanied by the skill Knight’s Heart.

Knight’s Heart: Consumes the wearer’s spirit to empower the equipment, raising damage reduction by 40% and increasing knockback resistance of friendly units within a 20-meter radius by 30%.

Although a suit of light armor, it had astonishing defensive power, far surpassing plate armor and heavier battle armor. At the same time, it still offered high agility, dramatically boosting the wearer’s survivability.

Silver-grade gear, above purple and below gold, but apparently not very common...

System: Silver equipment is gear whose quality has reached the level of gold, but has certain irreparable flaws.

”Irreparable flaws, huh...”

Serea muttered, and on the other side, Dogsius also commented.

”It truly is a superb piece of equipment. It even uses extremely rare enchanted mithril and mana crystals. The inlays are extraordinarily rare as well. All the metals and materials are top-grade, but ultimately it’s just a bit short.”

”Hmm? Listening to you, it’s like this gear isn’t that impressive.”

”The equipment is outstanding, but the materials were wasted. It’s like forging a dagger out of materials for a divine sword. Such a pity is something only the owner can understand.”

”Now that you put it like that, I get what you mean.”

The craftsmanship of this equipment was undeniably good, but it hadn’t reached the ”pinnacle”.

To put it bluntly—

This equipment’s attributes were completely propped up by piles of rare gemstones and rare materials!

  (To be continued...)