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Hassan, the Necromancer of the Black Star
195 ? Black Star Necromancer Hassan #6
Hippolyte’s house, located on a corner of the street of Sodomora.
The buildings and houses located on Dongmun Street are places that not just anyone can live in, as the monthly rent alone is over 50 silver.
Because of this, the people walking around and the buildings are all dazzling.
Looking at the neatly organized streets and streetlights made of luminous stones, I can’t help but compare it to the Seomun Street where Luna and I settled down.
When will Luna and I be able to live in a place like this?
How on earth does Hippolyte pay the rent for this house?
With that thought in mind, I knock on the elegant ivory door.
If you wait, the nice smelling Hippolyta will open the door and give you another horrible hellish training session today.
But no matter how long I waited, there was no sign of Hippolyte opening the door.
Knock, knock.
So I knock on the door again and wait.
“… .”
But even after waiting for a long time, no one answered or opened the door.
Just in case, I put my ear to the door to hear a sound from inside, but I couldn’t hear anything.
Are you out on business? Patrol?
When I pulled the doorknob, the door opened with a creak. Judging from the fact that the door wasn’t locked, it seemed like he hadn’t gone far.
So I decided to go into Hippolyte’s cramped house and wait for her. It was a situation where I was alone in a woman’s room.
Juji is so excited that he becomes grandiose.
I was about to rummage through my drawer, but then I changed my mind and wondered why I was having such lewd thoughts. Was it because I was so full of energy?
Another problem is that I have too much energy in my body. While waiting for Hippolyte, I thought I should go out the back door and beat up a scarecrow or something with a club to warm up.
“after….”
In the wide open space near the back door, Hippolyte, wearing a short training suit, was already sitting cross-legged under the scorching sun, sweating.
Why are you sitting like that? Are you enjoying the heat?
For a moment, I remembered that she enjoyed sunbathing for two or three hours a day.
She can temporarily regain her strength on moonless nights when she is weak, using the light she has stored up during the day.
It’s as if there are no robots that are charged by solar power.
Hippolyte is an eco-friendly woman.
Thinking that there was nothing to disturb her meditation, I just sat under a shady tree in the corner and watched the scene.
Wheeing-.
Even when bees occasionally landed on her body, Hippolyte simply closed her eyes and remained silent without moving a muscle.
Oh my gosh, how can a person remain so still and still?
At this point, it seems closer to asceticism than simply meditating in the sun. Are the monks who train with meditation and yoga on high mountains similar to this?
Gulp.
Large beads of sweat flowed down from her neck and disappeared between her breasts. Soon, a white smoke-like substance began to rise from her body.
Can smoke come out of the human body?
Of course it can fly.
In the middle of winter, if you exercise to the point where you sweat a lot, you will feel steam coming out of your body for some reason.
But it’s not winter now, it’s summer. How can smoke come out of a person’s body in the middle of summer? Is it burning?
Hair-hair-.
The smoke coming out of Hippolyte’s body soon rose high into the sky in a black light, like a signal fire.
But can black smoke come out of a human body?
Is Hippolyte burning now?
I thought back to a book about the paranormal that I had secretly read in my father’s study when I was very young. Was there a story in there about a woman who suddenly caught fire and burned herself?
There really was a woman on Earth who died from a combustion phenomenon that occurred without any warning.
Even on Earth, where magic and superstitions are considered jokes, such mysteries exist. It goes without saying that in a strange world where there are no rules or anything,
Hippolyta must be saved…!
“Lady Hippolyte!”
I quickly ran to Hippolyte’s house and rummaged through the drawers.
I wondered if there was any water to cool Hippolyta’s burning body. So I searched through the drawers, but all I could find was some incredibly large bras, which drove me crazy.
A person is on the verge of being burned to death, and all they have is underwear of such a sassy chest size! How on earth can they live in a house like this!
Then I finally found a small vase in her house. A small, clear glass bottle with water in it.
He carries it and runs to Hippolyte, spraying it with all his might on Hippolyte’s body, which is emitting black smoke.
Choaaaak-!
Cheeeeek-.
Then, there was a sound of soot dissipating, as if a fire were really going out. At the same time, the black smoke rising from her body also subsided.
I-.
I saved Hippolyta!!
Ssuk.
Finally, her eyes, which had been quietly closed, opened. Hippolyta was soaked in the falling waves.
The training suit, which was already clinging to the body, became even clingier when wet, making the skin stand out.
In my personal opinion, a wet woman is beautiful. Just like how samgyeopsal eaten with grilled kimchi cannot be tasteless.
Water and a young, pretty woman is a combination that can’t fail. Hippolyta was more water-oriented than I thought.
Swish.
Her eyes soon turned to me.
“…Spraying water, what are you doing?”
“I saved Lady Hippolyte because she was burning in the sun.”
A sense of satisfaction and accomplishment for having saved someone’s life began to well up in my chest. That’s why I was awkwardly rubbing the tip of my nose with my thumb.
Hippolyta frowned at my fuss and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her palm.
“…Fire? Life? Ah, the black smoke is not burning, but the polluted mana has been purified and blown away.”
“Is it contaminated mana?”
“You could say it’s the magic of hell. For some reason, my body is filled with the magic of hell these days. Is it because of the festival?”
Soon, Hippolyta got up from her seat.
“I see, you must have come to train today. I thought you’d run away after a few days.”
Hippolyte spoke as if she was very surprised that I came to this training ground once every two or three days.
Honestly, her training is so hard that after getting beaten and rolling around in the mud, she feels like running away four or five times an hour.
So I wanted to quit too.
Since the 1 gold I paid to Hippolyte for private lessons seemed non-refundable, I decided to just study hard.
I don’t know if it was Hippolyte who had her hands full, or if she had a really amazing training plan.
At the time, I really felt like I was going to die, but when I woke up at home and slept, I felt better, so I thought, “Should I go today?”
And just being able to see Hippolyte’s free private life like this is worth the money.
Actually, I felt like I should pay more, but I decided to just keep my mouth shut.
* * *
Spot, pot, pot-!
Hippolyte’s fist successively grazes my right cheek, then my left cheek, and then my right cheek again.
It wasn’t like Hippolyte did it on purpose, it was because I really glared and dodged the attack.
Hippolyte’s training was as simple as ever, with the rule being that if you could dodge Hippolyte’s attacks three times in a row, you would pass.
Because of that, my body is always full of bruises and contusions.
However, the training I had done over the past few days was paying off, as I was able to dodge three consecutive attacks today before the number of bruises on my body exceeded eight.
“after-.”
But it was really hard, and when I was panting for breath, Hippolyta, who had brought a towel from somewhere, spoke quietly.
“Your form has improved. Even Antiope reached that level after a year. It seems like there is such a thing as Samaritan talent.”
“Is that so?”
“More than that, there are a lot of scars and wounds on the body.”
Hippolyte’s gaze turned to my naked upper body. In addition to the wounds from Hippolyte, there were also quite a few recent scars on my upper body.
The reason is that whenever I had time, I would fight and fight with the minions I created for training and testing my necromancy.
Maybe I passed today’s training easily because that experience helped me in some way.
Even I think I’ve been putting in a lot of effort lately. When in my life have I ever worked this hard at something?
As I was sighing with the silly thought that my mother would have been very happy if I had studied with this much passion, Hippolyta spoke.
“It must have been pretty rough for you to get hurt. Are you doing some adventure work or something?”
“Just, what, catching some goblins.”
Of course, the wound was caused by the goblins’ burrows, but she couldn’t say anything about it. Hippolyte frowned as she was about to say something like that.
“Goblin, goblin. Getting hurt by a goblin. I wonder if the training I just had was worth it.”
She seems to be having second thoughts about the training I had just done, after all that hard training, and now she’s getting hurt by a goblin.
Then, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he adds a word.
“Well, goblins these days are different from before. It seems like hobgoblins with the same level of subjugation stats are appearing quite often. I heard that the goblins we saw in the eastern forest a while ago also appeared.”
“The goblin you saw in the eastern forest?”
“Yes, they say the Minerva Guild’s rookies took them down, but a bone goblin, and a hobgoblin? Those ugly Tartarus scumbags are showing up without any fear.”
Hippolyte also seemed to have a lot to think about regarding the goblins that had increased significantly recently.
So I asked her, wondering if a high-ranking adventurer like her might know the cause or reason.
“Do you have any idea why there are so many goblins?”
“I don’t know what happens to humans, so how can I know what happens to monsters? However, according to the rumors I’ve heard, the goblins… .”
Hippolyta stops saying something.
She quickly muttered, “No, I’m not sure about that, so pretend you didn’t hear it.” Oh my, how could you cut me off right after I started talking.
The sharpness of her tongue that cuts off the conversation feels more fierce than the fists that had been fiercely striking my body just now.
“What are you goblins? What are you trying to say?”
“It’s a secret. Let’s pretend you didn’t hear it.”
But Hippolyte was quite guarded and had no intention of telling me anything. So I became very curious and ended up using a forbidden method.
Ssuk.
He raises one index finger and shows it to Hippolyta.
“If you don’t tell me soon, I’ll use Jigun.”
“Ugh, that, that’s…!”
As I twirled my index finger in the air, Hippolyta flinched, looking very confused.
Bam.
Soon something sharp and hard appears protruding from her sweaty and water-soaked crop top.
“oh?”
“Ahem-!”
Hippolyta cleared her throat and crossed her arms over her chest.
“Okay, tell me. But, um, don’t tell me where you heard it from.”
Hippolyte, who looked around with her arms crossed as if trying to calm her bewildered mind, added a few more words only after confirming that no one had heard our story.
“There is talk of a king of goblins. A king of goblins and orcs, ugly green-skinned people.”
“Is that true?”
“I’m not sure. But if that guy really did appear, Actaeon and I will have to go and defeat him. He will be undoubtedly strong.”
It was to the point where Actaeon and Hippolyta had to go and punish him.
It’s stronger than I thought.
“Perhaps Antiope will make the first move. The Knights Templar are sensitive to such stories.”
“Are you talking about Antiope? Didn’t the Knights Templar only deal with Hell magic?”
“That’s why it’s moving. The king of the goblins, according to rumors, is a descendant of Tartary, a descendant of Hell, so my sister-.”
It was Hippolyte who stopped talking. She opened her narrow eyes and stared into space. To be exact, I think she was looking at her house over my shoulder.
“Just in case, I ask, what happened with Antiope? Or do you know what happened to my sister?”
“…Huh? Antiope? What’s with that all of a sudden…?”
“No, my little sister has changed a bit lately. She used to go out and come back unpredictably. She used to be the type to cut her hair or change her appearance on her own. But lately… .”
Hippolyta seemed to suspect that something had happened to her sister Antiope. Naturally, I had a lot to think about.
Are you really a gold tier adventurer?
You’re raising questions about the correct answer right from the beginning.
The senses are extremely sharp.
Of course, you can’t just answer that by saying, “I made Antiope a slave under the name of a holy warrior!”
So I decide to lie.
“Well, I’m not sure.”
Lying is a strange thing. When I first did it once or twice, I felt like I was committing a great sin and was worried that I would get caught.
Now I can confidently joke around without even changing my expression.
Maybe I just had a talent for lying.
Talent for necromancy.
The talent of lying.
Damn, you’ve got all the bad stuff.
At this point, I started to fear for my own potential.
The world, what is the world trying to make of me?
As I was shivering with horror at how far I was falling, Hippolyta said a word.
“By the way, Antiope said she wanted to see you this evening.”
“Me?”
“Probably because of the social affairs. You were very involved with the social circle. Besides that, why would my sister Antiope want to see you?”
“I guess so.”
I answered vaguely. But even as I did so, Hippolyte’s eyes were watching me dimly.
Alone with my sister-in-law.
Is that what it feels like?
Of course, that’s nonsense.
So, evening passed and time passed.
Before returning to my cabin, I headed to the inn at the North Gate where Antiope had made an appointment.
The north gate of Sodomora is rarely visited by people, so it is a good place for secret meetings.
Antiope has called me to a place like this.
Why?
So I nervously went to the inn at the north gate. It was an old and shabby inn, and the highest and most backward room in the place where I would never have thought a member of the Knights Templar would be.
When I knocked on the door inside, I heard a noise from inside.
Rustle, rustle.
“grow.”
After saying that briefly, I opened the door and went in.
Then I saw a small, old bed, and a woman sitting on it, smoking a pipe and shaking her legs nervously.
Sweet sweet sweet-.
Covered in black leather from wrist to ankle, he looks like he’s riding a motorcycle. Tattoos, smoking, tanning, and a motorcycle.
Antiope is a real rascal.
But the white hair, copper-colored skin, and black leather clothes went well together. It looks like expensive leather. It looks more expensive than the crocodile skin clothes I’m wearing. Seriously, I’m jealous.
“So, why did you ask to see me?”
I asked Antiope calmly. Without a hint of embarrassment, she never lost the composure of commanding a subordinate.
Because right now, I must be like a god to her.
I don’t know if my acting was good or not.
Antiope, who had been smoking her cigarette anxiously, muttered in surprise.
“Hey, you said to report once a week… right?”
“That’s right.”
It was just a passing remark, but Antiope didn’t seem to forget. She’s smarter than I thought.
“So, what are you going to see and do?”
As I closed the inn door, Antiope started shaking her legs as if she was really nervous, and then she got up from her seat.
And then he starts to open the buttons on his leather jacket one by one?
What is it? What is it, Sval?
Honestly, I couldn’t help but be embarrassed.
Her firm naked body is finally revealed.
“… I reported that the tattoo wasn’t removed…”
That was indeed the report on that.
What a sight for a capable woman to reveal herself and endure such shame.
Although he was barely covering his important parts with his palms and arms, it was even more erotic that way, and I immediately felt the blood rushing to my head and neck.
I never thought it would come to this.
What would a truly merciless god or a wicked villain say in such a situation? I thought hard in my head and said in a somewhat cold tone.
“I need to see it better so I can check it. Move your hand away.”
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