The Barbarian Became a Necromancer

010.

Early morning when the dew falls.

Soldiers gathered on the outskirts of Alcardo.

Divided into large and small powers, their clothes were far from a kingdom that followed magic.

Clap! Cheolguk!

The sound of iron meshing is always heard.

Armed with iron and cold weapons, they were followed by a group of people in robes.

It is the army of the Duke of Lönverton.

One by one, the knights and alchemists, who had been selected as skilled, gathered in front of the huge entrance.

In front of an underground canal through which cool air flowed, Roenverton looked around at his newly formed group.

“Alkanite. Remember your purpose.”

“under!”

To find and eliminate the culprit controlling the undead.

To do this, we must enter the pitch-dark waterway from now on.

The Alcanite group under the Lönverton made up their minds.

Colleagues from other organizations that preceded it lost their lives there.

But they are different.

It was because he was armed with a new weapon, not magic.

Lönburton shouted as he looked at their determined eyes.

“The operation will begin around 7:00. Until then, keep your weapons in order.”

Giving instructions, he headed for the military tent he had set up in advance.

The displeased expression he had been hiding in front of the soldiers was finally revealed.

‘Your Highness is so foolish. I would never have thought that even if I only put in alkanite, there will be a competition in the end.’

That’s why it’s put in at 7 o’clock.

Terran, a pro-magic faction that supports rain magic and keeps himself in check.

As close to the current royal family’s magic, Lönverton’s position was bound to be narrower than that.

So I saw the current situation as an opportunity.

It was an opportunity to gain the king’s support while preaching the superiority of rain magic.

‘Even if we start the operation at the same time, there’s no problem. It is said that they brought in a hero, but there is no business in front of a cheater.’

He also knows the achievements of the undefeated hero.

A man who has accomplished feats and talents comparable to those of advanced heroes even though he is a candidate for a mere hero.

That’s why I could never belittle it.

Since he doesn’t use magic, there’s no way to limit his power in the canal.

The good news is that he was sent alone in this operation.

So it was questionable.

Why didn’t Terran support Lokram?

‘It’s coming just in time.’

The opportunity to resolve the question came quickly.

This is because Terren and the giant man arrived with about 10 minutes left before the start of the operation.

“Come. I was worried that I might be late. friend.”

Teren smiled at the pretentious greeting.

“Would you like to make your friend wait?”

“Heh heh, I thought you wouldn’t be late… Is this the famous undefeated hero?”

“Lokram. He is a warrior in the same party as my daughter.”

“Huh, as the rumors say, the appearance is huge. But is it really okay? According to the report, I heard that the hero enters the canal alone.”

“It wasn’t my doctor.”

Teren looked at Lokram.

“They were all his doctors.”

“Hey, warrior. You’re saying that because you don’t know. Do you know how many undead lurk in that canal?”

“I heard from Duke Teren.”

At his answer, Lönburton nodded.

“Then you know it’s dangerous to be alone. How is it? I have enough in my troops, but if you don’t mind, how about enlisting the support of the family’s proud Arcanite?”

Teren gently clenched his fists.

This is because Lönburton’s proposal was so blatant that the intention was visible.

‘I guess they want to make the beans fall into my mouth even if Rokram handles the job.’

But that wouldn’t be the case.

Because Rokram’s thoughts were already firm.

“Thank you for the favor, but it’s okay. There is a risk of getting caught up in my fighting style, but I want to keep the sacrifices to a minimum.”

It was a remark worthy of a warrior, and it was a mindset.

Lönburton swallowed bitter water at his words, not even having time to suggest more, while smiling heartily.

“ha ha ha! I can’t recommend it any more than Bupae said. So, where are you going to enter? I heard that priority is given to the hero.”

There was something the king had given to the two in an official letter.

Not to spare support for the hero and to give priority in any situation.

His reputation beyond the military authority of other countries was revealed at a glance.

So I waited silently for him to reveal his will, and Lokram moved.

Up until that point, even Lonburton hadn’t had much of a burden.

It was because it seemed that he would choose one of the entrances to the canals that lined up roughly.

But that expectation was precisely missed.

“I will enter there.”

It was because the place he pointed to was the entrance to the largest waterway.

What kind of lightning strike is this when they have already established formations and operations considering size in preparation for entry?

“Are you willing to reconsider your choice? As you can see, there is no other place for alkanite to enter.”

“It’s not possible.”

Lokram’s choice was stubborn.

Of course, there was no room for refutation of his words.

“Because only I can handle the dark magic flowing from there.”

It’s not what a farmer or a single soldier says.

Because it was the horse of a high-ranking warrior who protected the academy from countless beasts and never allowed a single defeat.

“Ah, I see.”

Lönburton had no choice but to let go of his stubbornness.

Teren just looked at the situation from behind as if she felt relieved.

***

Phew, I almost lost it.

I looked at the entrance that emitted the most blatant black magic.

I wondered what would happen if Roenverton’s army entered there.

‘The other entrance sucks.’

His magical talent shone through this time as well.

The flow of black magic that even Teren, the archmage, did not feel.

Having caught it correctly, I was able to monopolize the huge entrance.

The king had to act separately from the group called Alcanite, as if he had even set a competition.

‘Rather good.’

I wondered what would happen if I refused all favors and continued to support her until the end.

Fortunately, I was able to enter the waterway alone.

A dark and damp road.

I moved forward, relying on the small lantern I had brought with me.

“Sniff.”

why is it so cold

what else is the stench?

The robes that covered his muscular body were fastened.

His body was still weak.

Even though I was able to do two push-ups.

‘It’s a long way to go.’

Still, thanks to the black magician working here, I was able to unite one more soul.

If I hadn’t done it, I wonder if I would have come in with goodwill.

“hmm?”

It’s been a long time since I walked along the waste water flowing next to me.

I stopped at a green dot on the map.

From nob le mt l dot com

Judging by the color, it doesn’t look like an enemy… .

come.

As soon as I recognized it, a black shape attacked me.

there was no living

That’s why he didn’t even bother to respond.

No, it must be true that it is difficult to react with this body.

Well, it doesn’t matter. If you have a problem, you can solve it with your newly acquired ability.

“Sah, save me!”

I grabbed the robe with my thin shoulders shaking.

The one who jumped out was no enemy.

It was a woman in ragged clothes.

There were bloodstains all over his body, as if he had been brutally beaten.

“I-there is a monster in front of me… Black! I barely got out and wandered around until I saw the light.”

“Are you the only survivor?”

“yes? yes… All of them were taken by monsters they had never seen before.”

He is calm even when he is terrified.

Could it be that she is the subject of the weak black magic buried in her body?

I pointed to the exit as a way to try.

“If you go there, there is an exit. We have a garrison, so get help.”

“You want to go inside? Are you a knight by any chance?”

“Not similar.”

“Well, then can you take me to the exit? example! I’ll give you a case. I’m too afraid to go through the darkness alone… hehehe.”

Certainly the canal was dark.

I saw a lot of detours in between.

It was an environment where you never knew when and where the undead would pop out.

“Can I take you?”

“Just go to the front, please… Is it possible?”

Some more verification is needed.

So I nodded.

“There’s nothing I can’t do.”

“thank you! Thank you very much!”

“Shh. Lower your voice.”

“sorry… .”

It seems that he was relieved at the feeling of holding the rope.

I retrace the road that brought her.

But why? I couldn’t see the road ahead of me.

I can see the roads that I couldn’t see in all directions.

Maybe you are on the wrong track in a dark environment.

But I had a map.

So I know that all of this is an illusion.

As I was contemplating how to respond, the woman pointed to one side.

“I’m quick with geography here. I’m a canal cleaner. That way is the road.”

“Right.”

The woman pointed to one aisle and said.

Well, that’s how it turns out.

“If the undead come out, will you run away right away?”

“well.”

seeing what you do

It’s suspicious that it still exudes black magic.

I’ve just been somewhat certain.

I swallowed the afterword.

The woman interpreted it on her own and continued to guide the way as if she was relieved.

***

Saying it was an opportunity to win the King’s favor, Master went out of hiding.

a week later A black magic stuck in my brain.

Magic that infuses the target with the will to the thoughts.

The power that only Master can do, beyond a great distance, pierced a word into my head.

-If you see the undefeated warrior, Rokram, do not have any fighting intentions and run away.

It was a single word that was conveyed to the mind, but the scene was as vivid as it was.

A hand the size of a pot lid gripped Master’s face.

A careless face visible beyond it.

The formidable force and magical power killed Master in an instant.

Master, who took me from being an outcast on the street and made me into a person of value.

The hero who killed such a benefactor, Lokram.

can’t forget It was the object of revenge.

It was a goal to be strong.

At some point, as I was honing my skills, a secretary who disappeared with Master came to my side.

The stigma of succession.

It was the last gift Master prepared for me who wanted revenge.

‘Now, come.’

Warlock Serad was nearing the end of arcane magic.

Enough sacrifices were gathered in the maze-like stage of the underground waterways.

Then, at this point when arcane magic reached full maturity, a target of revenge came to the canal.

Looking at the time, he must have graduated from the academy.

He may have come to hear about the incident in Alcardo while doing errands in the south.

The bottom line is that the target of revenge entered on its own.

Thanks to this, I was able to save myself the trouble of leaving this place and wandering around the continent.

I am grateful to him for entering the battlefield in my favor.

Thanks to you, I will be able to give you a more painful and terrible death.

“Lokram… Welcome… .”

She growled as she saw Lokram’s reflection in front of her.

The puppet sent out to target him was doing its job well.

Well, it was Master’s arcane magic that even deceived the Archmage’s eyes.

Even Lokram could have caught Master, but he couldn’t tell the difference between the undead and the undead.

So you’re going to come this way defenselessly.

‘come!’

Serard swallowed the cheers of joy.

Originally, I was planning to refine my arcane magic and leave Alcardo to draw the sword of revenge, but this situation is also assumed.

So, the response was swift.

When the trap dug in advance was activated, the floor he was walking on was completely engulfed.

thud!

Lokram fell right where he was.

Glaring at the dust it raised, Serad manifested black magic.

“Wake up!”

A high-pitched voice resounded like scratching iron.

The undead immediately rose from all sides.

Finally, a high-ranking monster, Degris, who monopolized the sub-space he devoted a long time to, appeared.

Kieeck!

“Your good intentions will drive you to death. Lokram!”

Serad sent an order to the female undead that fell with him.

‘Explode!’

Bang!

A terrifying toxic bomb exploded.

An undead possessing extreme poison.

As soon as it explodes, the whole area will turn into a handful of poisonous water.

‘Everyone rush at your will!’

There is only one command to plant.

Kill Lokram.

Her arcane magic imbued the undead with free will.

The undead did not move as a single command system.

It showed its own movement and rushed to trample the target.

Who would have known. Will the undead move in perfect order without following the caster’s unique command system?

After this, it was clear terms and conditions.

Seeing that there was no response so far, it was obvious that he was dead.

“under! ha ha ha!”

Serrad felt a thrilling sense of accomplishment in the quick and concise revenge play.

She burst into a riot of pride.

But that’s for a while.

“Invisible Undying. After all, the forbidden book was here.”

Kwa Hung!

A strong wind lifted some of the poison mist.

A line of sight was secured between him and himself.

The scene revealed as a result was far beyond Serad’s expectations.

he was alive

He was staring at me with an indifferent face.

While violently gripping the half-shattered head of the undead.

How did you survive?

Why are the attacks of the undead blocked in the air?

Serrad raised his bloodshot eyes.

‘Magic? But can’t you feel anything?’

It is a questionable situation.

Sarad felt a cold sweat running down his back.

The strange situation showed a phenomenon as if there were worse situations than this.

“Is it undead degrease? It just went well.”

The space widened.

This time, I couldn’t even measure it, let alone feel it.

‘Ah, what a space. Even I, a 6th circle, can easily create the magic I barely made… .’

Confidence turns to fear.

Fear soon turned to horror.

It was because a guy like Degris, whom he risked his life to create, appeared in the subspace next to Lokram.

“you… what the hell.”

Swallowing in astonishment, he stammered.

But the answer that came back was still indifferent.

“Let’s do some performance experiments.”

bang!

It flicks its curled tail like a spring.

His degrease, which rushed like a protection from the recoil, attacked Serad’s.

Pretzel! The blood and flesh of the undead Degrease, which had been torn apart by claws harder than steel, embroidered her front.

It didn’t take much to destroy a tower he had worked so hard for.

blow. That was enough.

“ah. Ahh… .”

Serard was seized with a terrible despair.

Why did Master leave such a will… I could understand now.

It was belated understanding, it was regret.