<-- Necromancer -- >
160 – Necromancer #3
“Hey, you fucking zombie bastard! Come here and stand up straight, you punk! Or else…!”
If not, what should I do?
So I looked at Luna to ask for her opinion, and Luna shouted.
“He threatened to hit me in the head! Two! No, three!”
As expected, Luna knew what I was thinking just by looking into my eyes. Sometimes, I think Luna is really smart.
“Yeah! Shit, I’m going to hit you in the head three times!”
?Ugh, ugh..
Perhaps frightened by my threats after receiving advice from Luna, the deceased Ismail stood within the cramped magic circle in a rather obedient manner.
Sval, what would have happened if the threats hadn’t worked? I don’t even want to imagine.
Woohoo…
Soon, the magic circle installed on the guy’s floor begins to emit a strange, bluish light. Ismail, realizing that he is in danger, trembles violently and goes crazy.
– Ugh, ugh, euaaaah!!!!
This is fucking scary. Is this exactly how animal trainers who train lions and tigers feel? I really respect those people.
“Behave! Behave, kid! That’s an order. F*ck!”
They would have the know-how to deal with such vicious monsters, but as someone who has no such experience, I could only scream in fear.
– And, command..
But is it any wonder that even that feeble threat has stopped his actions?
I was struck by this strange correlation. It is no coincidence that you hear me say it twice, even if you don’t know it once.
“Hey, this kid, do you think he’s listening to me right now? Didn’t I just take away his control?”
At my question just in case, Luna also stopped her gloomy spell, stood up from her seat, and showed me her open palm.
“Hassan! Hassan can use the Silver Jambi! Only the high-level medicine men of the Tartari tribe can do it! How on earth did he do it?”
“I don’t know! Anyway, I solved it!”
match-.
Luna and I clapped our palms together like a cooperative duo. Then Paranoy shouted in great panic.
“Ah, the order isn’t finished yet…! The transfer of control hasn’t even begun…!”
“What the hell! Does that mean this kid is still dangerous? Hey, you kid, sit down! If you don’t sit down, I’ll fucking beat you!”
I picked up the club with the intention of beating him up if necessary.
Fortunately, my threat seemed to have worked, as the deceased Ismail sat down inside the magic circle with his legs bent.
-Ugh….
aha.
Now I understand.
Of course, even the dead have a fear of violence. This guy is afraid of this powerful and special club that I have.
After all, this club is not just any club, it is a blessed olive tree club with a fearsome name: Terror Smasher.
Maybe this club-wielding violence is the right way to solve most problems? I’m smart after all.
“To summon the dead? The sorcery of the cult is truly eerie. Convert Paranoy, you seem to have a talent of your own, don’t you?”
Hippolyte, who had come up next to me, watched this scene with narrow eyes. Hippolyte soon put her sword back into its scabbard.
The situation is not over yet, so why don’t you keep holding the sword? When I was about to make a request with such a secretive mind, Hippolyta spoke first.
“Can you give me your hand?”
“Hand?”
“I want to make sure that it’s under control.”
“I see. Hey, hand, hold out your hand. Right hand.”
Ismail, sitting on the floor, says – and holds out his right hand. Shit, this is so scary and amazing.
“Oh, you really do follow orders. There are some adventurers who have the talent to tame monsters, but I’ve never seen anyone summon the dead except for Pluto’s followers.”
“Hey, give me your left hand too.”
I took the opportunity to have him extend his left hand as well as his right.
Swish.
The left hand extended to him.
-Ugh…
Although he seems to obey my orders well, his face is so hideous and cruel that it really makes my stomach churn.
It’s like I’m a shaman in an old Hong Kong movie who commands zombies. That’s exactly what it feels like.
Others follow my orders. Is this bullying? Have I finally reached the point where I can bully others? Of course, the other person was a zombie who didn’t even have a heartbeat.
But since it’s not just a zombie, it’s a super zombie, so can’t I show it off somewhere?
But Hippolyta seemed to have a slightly different opinion.
“Hasan, I think it would be best to keep this a secret. If it becomes known that you are involved in necromancy, it will not end well for you.”
“…Is that so?”
“Perhaps the Knights Templar will come looking for us. I honestly would rather avoid getting involved with them.”
The Knights Templar were said to have a similar role to the prosecution agency on Earth. In any case, they were a powerful organization, and each of their individuals was said to have considerable ability.
“This guy breaks down here. Convert Paranoy, can you do a necromancy?”
destruction.
At those words, I felt relieved, but at the same time, I felt regretful. A sturdy undead that obeys my orders. Could there be another such free manpower?
The undead of the necromancer neither eats nor gets tired. Also, they work steadily without complaining about the tasks they are ordered to do, even without being whipped.
A truly perfect part-timer.
He is a perfect slave.
I pictured myself adventuring while dealing with these undead.
You can have this guy do all the annoying and dangerous work, like dismantling traps or carrying things. You can even have him do annoying work, like pitching a tent.
Sval, but this guy is an undead created by forbidden magic.
It should not be used for such personal matters.
“Voodoo of Silence-!”
-That’s it!
So in the end, the guy ended up having his head smashed by Luna’s Silence Totem.
Royal Guard.
It seems to be called the upper undead. It was no match for Luna’s thick silence totem, which had its interior finished with onyx.
Come to think of it, Luna easily destroyed the undead Silver Zambi raised by the cult witch doctor Zomnia with her Silence Totem.
If it was an undead that could be defeated with a silence totem, then there was no need to go through all this trouble in the first place, right?
* * *
“The nine-headed monster, the hydra of despair from below… the twisted head…”
“A tall, black-haired Samaritan, six feet tall.. with a large, thick club -.
The streets are filled with the sound of musicians singing. The lyrics and pitches are all different. However, the content of the songs is mostly similar.
A black-haired Samaritan who fought the nine-headed Hydra.
Two days have passed since I left the underground,
For the news of the destruction of the Hydra, the thieves’ guild that ruled the underground markets, was spreading like wildfire among the bards, hustlers, and sycophants who loved to spread tales.
And the one who solved the case was not the veteran adventurer team Baek Eun-ui of Calcata, nor the gold tier adventurer Hippolyte.
“Look over there, over there. Black hair and a sledgehammer. Is that Hassan of Samaria?”
“They say that guy defeated the Thieves Guild Hydra!”
It was I, Hassan of Samaria.
This must have happened because the disbanded Thieves’ Guild Hydra kept to my words: ‘Spread the word that Hassan of Samaria was defeated.’
As I walked down the streets of the slums, people whispered something to me, making the back of my head tingle, but it didn’t feel too bad.
Also, this incident is not an exaggerated rumor, and I feel proud that I was the one who actually disbanded the Thieves’ Guild.
“Isn’t the leader of the Thieves’ Guild a monster with a skull?”
“It is said that it has such terrifying fangs that a single drop would kill a bull!”
“To kill a guy like that with your bare hands! As expected, Samaritans are fearsome warriors!”
Of course, even in the midst of all this, strange rumors tend to spread.
Since there was no exact announcement, it must have been because the narrators’ characteristic boasting and exaggeration were mixed in as the story spread.
“Samaritan, you’re being treated like a total hero.”
Hippolyte, who was walking around the streets with me to arrest the remnants and thieves of the Thieves’ Guild, grumbled as she heard people’s gossip.
“But, well, it’s not a bad story. If the adventurers of the Mars Guild become famous, the stock of our Mars Guild will rise as well.”
Hippolyta soon laughs, “Hehehe.”
She seemed excited about the prospect of her stocks going up, so she didn’t seem to bother to argue or explain this obvious and bizarre rumor.
Anyway, because of guys like Malko who liked to talk nonsense, the news of the disbandment and destruction of the Thieves’ Guild spread throughout Sodomora in less than a day.
“Extra! Extra! It’s said that the Thieves’ Guild and the administrative vice-minister outside the West Gate were involved!”
“They say that the statue that went missing from Baron Fleur’s house, the Goddess’s Tears, has returned to its rightful place!”
Boys and girls selling newspapers written in crude handwriting are also running around here and there, excited about their hard-earned fortune.
“The underground market that doesn’t even pay taxes is coming to an end. Damn, those guys who sell stolen goods for less than the regular price. It’s so gross.”
“Sval, the guys who threatened to demand rent have all disappeared, so I guess business will be a bit better now.”
“I guess days like this come along, yes. I guess I’ll feel like working.”
I also felt proud to see smiles appearing on the faces of the merchants at the Seomun and Nammun markets. In many ways, I felt like the city was becoming more active because of me.
“Look over there, Black Hair! It’s Samaritan! And Hippolyta is with him too!”
To me, who had only heard curses and screams of fear, the sound of young women’s voices was quite sweet.
“A military Samaritan with the reputation of being a fairly famous adventurer.”
While I was lost in the sound of loud laughter, Hippolyte poked my ribs. It was quite strong, so it hurt.
“Well, well, yeah. Hehe.”
“Your actions have brought smiles back to many in the city. However, it is not all good. Many people have lost their jobs and status because of this incident.”
Hippolyte’s words made me think of the civil servants who had been implicated in the thieves’ guild, and of the merchants in the underground markets who were beginning to suffer large-scale persecution.
Climbing to a higher position also means making a lot of enemies.
The thought of someone sharpening their sword and fangs at me makes my joy subside a little and I start to feel worried.
First of all, the Thieves Guild itself has not completely disappeared.
It’s just a period of being reborn with a new name.
And even Hippolyte doesn’t know that I’m their leader, Bismurian. It’s hard to say, and I’m afraid that I’ll be treated like a criminal.
Sval, the hero – For the sake of Hassan, the warrior of steel, it seems like we need to cut ties with those criminal bastards quickly.
I don’t know where they are hiding or where they are watching.
It was said that the illegal underground bar in Dorgo, which he had secretly visited to meet Dorthea, had closed down. Since it was originally an illegal bar, it would not have been strange if it had run away at any time.
In the end, the only thing that connects me to them is the yellow camel skin hidden in my bosom.
Those guys would probably just sit there and act like they’re dead in a city where a large-scale purge is taking place like this.
I think it would be best for me to avoid approaching you first and pretend like I don’t know anything for the time being.
Anyway, Hippolyte and I entered the inn, “Nymph Wings”, just like I did before. There were already so many people crowded there that there was no room to even step.
“Why are there so many customers?”
“It must have been rumored that a famous adventurer frequented it. People from all walks of life must have flocked here to try and make a connection.”
I nodded my head in agreement with Hippolyte’s words. Then, perhaps because he saw my face, the innkeeper approached me with a broad smile.
“Guys, here, here is Hassan from Samaria! Didn’t I say that he is one of our regulars! And the woman next to him is….”
Swish..
The innkeeper looked at the gold dog tag hanging around Hippolyta’s neck. His pupils grew larger than he had ever seen before.
“Here, this person is a gold tier adventurer! Oh my, our inn also has this kind of luck!”
The tavern begins to become noisy with the appearance of Hippolyte and me.
It was a big deal because I felt embarrassed and happy about the attention, compliments, and admiration I received, but I also had conflicting feelings of wanting to just run away to a place where no one was around.
“Hey, go to that corner seat. That seat is now forever reserved for Brother Samaritan. Brother Samaritan liked the quiet.”
The innkeeper guided me to a table in a corner, as if he had read my mind. After coming here every day for a month or two to eat, it seemed like he had memorized my tastes.
“It looks like Noxdotty hasn’t come yet.”
Hippolyte, sitting in the corner, looked around the inn and said a word.
I was supposed to meet Luna to talk about promoting the leap and repaying the 3 silver, but she seems to be wondering why she hasn’t come yet.
Yesterday, today.
Luna has been busy making elixirs because of the opening of her workshop. She’s probably still grinding up all sorts of vegetables and strange ingredients while pestering Paranoy.
“If you wait a bit, it will come.”
“Ahem, then, how about we just have a drink together?”
“It’s still broad daylight?”
“I see. Hmm, that’s a bit much. But more than that, I think this is the first time we’ve eaten together like this.”
“okay.”
Hassan having a private meal with a gold tier adventurer. Can I now consider myself a pretty successful person?
Anyway, no matter how long we waited, Luna didn’t come, so Hippolyte and I ordered a whole squid and shared it.
Hippolyte starts talking as the meal is almost over.
“There’s a lot to do in the afternoon. Yes, there are rumors that the guild is considering a promotion to the Silver Tier for this achievement, so I’m thinking about renewing my Karma level.”
“Renewal? Does that mean I’m already in the Silver Tier?”
I don’t think I’m at that level yet. But still, a promotion? If I reach Silver Tier now, it wouldn’t be a dream to wear a gold necklace in the near future.
It was Hippolyte who laughed excitedly at him.
“Even so, your karma hasn’t even surpassed 20 yet. To become a silver tier, you need to have a score of 30. The old people are just excited about the appearance of a rookie. They are also obsessed with stocks like me.”
“…okay.”
“Well, it’s not like there’s no way around it. If you can use Aura, you can upgrade to Silver Tier.”
“Come?”
“For Aura users and attack magic users, we give them an additional 10 or so in Karma value.”
At the word Aura, a golden aura like that shining on Hippolyte’s sword came to my mind. If I were to acquire that Aura, would it mean that my current level would be 23, and that it would make me about level 33?
“Of course, it’s not a common technique that you can learn in a back-alley dojo or something. Well, if you want to learn it, there’s nothing you can’t learn.”
“Where can you learn that?”
“Originally, I would have to find an excellent teacher like Queiroz and study under him for a long time. Or I would have to learn on my own.”
I don’t think I will ever learn anything on my own, since I can’t experience the things called manani oroni and karma. All that’s left is to find a great teacher.
In cities where people gathered, such as Sodomorana, there were schools here and there that taught swordsmanship, weapon techniques, and martial arts.
The tuition was quite expensive, so I didn’t have the courage to go. But now that I’m here, I think it wouldn’t be a bad idea to stop by at least once.
all.
Where is the best? While thinking that, Hippolyte, who was tapping the table with her gauntlet to keep the beat, secretly added a few words.
“So, what I’m saying is, would you like to receive training from me once a week? Just the two of us… Because, things like vision techniques are important to keep secret.”
“Are you saying you will tell me about Auror?”
I really wanted to scream at that amazing news.
The secret techniques such as the sword energy wrapped around the sword and the slashing attack that can be released can be considered as secret techniques, so everyone was busy keeping quiet.
It’s a secret technique that you can’t learn even if you want to learn it. You’re going to teach it to me! Is there a better teacher than a gold tier adventurer?
“Ahem-.”
At that moment, Hippolyte took out a small hand mirror from her hand and looked at it. She touched her eyes and then coughed.
“Let me leave for a moment. I’ll think about it.”
Swish.
With those words, Hippolyte really left the room. Think about it, if you can learn Auror and be promoted to Silver Tier, there is absolutely no reason for me to refuse.
So while I was excitedly waiting for Hippolyta to return.
In my eyes, the eaten meat and its bones began to feel particularly tangled.
Swish, swish.
As I looked around, I could see that people were no longer paying attention to me sitting in the corner.
So he spoke quietly to the bones in a voice that no one could hear.
So that no one can hear.
I said this in a small voice that even I could barely hear.
“… Get up….”
Ugh, ugh.
“…Ugh.”
—————————= Work Review —————————=
2nd… Ticket event… After 40 minutes… I gave away a total of 24 tickets… I also spent a little bit of Michuri’s money… I pursued perfect randomness… so I don’t know who won either ㅠㅠ…
As far as I know, the gifts can be confirmed on the PC version… If you won, congratulations…!!!!
And for those who unfortunately didn’t win… I’ll cast a special spell to put a dream nymph in your dreams…!!
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