Being Hounded by the Undying Was My Mistake

As a novice alchemist, she was accosted by a wretched undead creature while out gathering herbs, leaving her future career prospects bleak.

“You reek of ill fortune. Get out!”

“Bad luck, bad luck! There's no place for you here!”

“Don't touch my things, you walking omen of misfortune!”

From then on, although Betty was alive, she always carried the stench of the undead, so people despised her wherever she went.

Meanwhile, the culprit followed peacefully behind Betty and whispered softly, “Turn them into stew and feed it to me.”

Happy ending, one-on-one romance. Not for readers with a cleanliness obsession or those who demand exhaustive historical accuracy.

Theme: Have the courage to take responsibility