Necromancer’s Tower is too Easy - Chapter 107



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Episode 107

When I gave the scoreboard back to the guy with only his hands, he started moving his already fast hands at a speed that was now almost invisible.

-Is that the gorgeous clothes you were talking about, with a golden crown on her head, buttoned-up clothes on her body, bracelets on her wrists, rings on her fingers, and clothes that are so long that you can’t see her legs?

Even though I knew at a glance that something unusual was involved, I answered him honestly.

It’s better than hiding it and then having something weird happen again.

‘The clothes were worn out and worn, so I couldn’t tell if they were long enough, but judging by the length that was left, they were long enough to cover her legs. The ring on her finger was loose and had fallen off, so it wasn’t visible, and the crown wasn’t visible either.

Besides, most of the things the guy said were invisible to him.

Nevertheless, the guy wrote on the record board, pressing down hard as if the record board would break, as if he had a mouth and would curse.

-The guy came back to life too. Well, that makes sense. He must have died back then too. Of course.

The guy who had been mumbling such unidentifiable things soon came to his senses and mumbled an apology.

-I’m sorry, I suddenly got emotional thinking about that guy.

‘What on earth is that that makes you do that?’

Even though it didn’t sound like much of what he said, the guy let out a surge of emotion as if he was sure that this was the person he was looking for.

No, maybe it’s just because we think we look alike… … .

-If I’m right, that guy is our king.

Bam.

However, from the sound he made as he scraped his knuckles against the board, trying to erase the writing, it seemed as though he was certain of it.

-And our traitor, Ariasel.

That guy is the one he was looking for.

Well, considering that the other undead that the Bone Fortress guys had brought back to life were all the same skeletons or lower-level undead, and that he was the only one wearing clothes, it was highly likely.

Of course I didn’t ask what happened to that guy.

Even if I tried to provoke the feelings of the guy mentioned above, I didn’t think I would get a good answer.

‘By the way, I never asked you your name. What is your name?

Instead, I asked that question to try to soften his feelings a little.

-Oh, come to think of it, we haven’t even revealed our names yet? This is embarrassing.

The guy seemed embarrassed that I hadn’t even revealed my name despite talking to him about many things, but he wrote those words down at the same time.

-Well, is there really a need to reveal my name? We already know each other anyway.

‘… … But if we don’t know each other’s names, it might be uncomfortable to talk to each other later.’

The tone of voice was as if he was reluctant to reveal his name to me.

That’s why I asked again, thinking there might be some kind of clue in the name, but that wasn’t the reason he said that.

-Yeah, that’s true… … Wait, I guess it’s because I haven’t had a chance to learn new names, but my name is a bit vague.

After saying that, he suddenly stopped writing.

During that time, I started to think again about this guy’s identity.

‘If I think about it, it was too easy for the ego to take hold.’

It is extremely difficult for an undead made from a normal human corpse to have a sense of self.

Naturally, depending on the level of the soul, the creation of the self is affected when it becomes an undead.

Of course, if you are a being of that caliber, someone who has left a mark on history or accomplished something great, you will inevitably leave behind a sense of self even after becoming an undead… … .

‘This guy is not like that.’

It would be difficult to say that this guy’s soul is of a high level, as it only takes a few seconds to revive him through soul reconstruction.

The difficulty increases in proportion to the time the soul has died, but it also increases in proportion to the soul’s level.

In other words, even though the level of the soul is not high, it is an undead with a sense of self, and even though it is only a part of the body, it is mobile and functions as an undead that is almost no different from a living being.

‘Acting like a living being, even if it’s just a remnant of the undead that has recently become… … strange.’

It is understandable that even after becoming undead, they retain their habits from when they were alive, and even do things like sleep and rest that they don’t need, but then how can they maintain their sense of self at such a low level?

There is only one answer to that, as far as I know.

The soul itself is of low rank, but the race that forms its basis is of high rank.

For example, if you catch anyone from the dragon tribe and make them into an undead, it would be the same principle that you can make them into an undead with a certain degree of self-awareness.

‘Then this guy… … No, what kind of race was this guy here?’

There are so many races on the tower, and I still can’t figure out what race they are all.

There may be beings of a lower status than dust or bugs, and there may be beings of a higher status than I can even imagine.

The guys are probably closer to the latter.

Knowing that, I couldn’t help but be even more suspicious of the Bone Fortress guys.

‘… … What on earth are these guys trying to do by using them?’

The first thing that comes to mind is their use as soldiers in the war against the tower they’re fighting.

But if that was the case, they could have taken them to their base or somewhere else and trained them, and there was no reason to make them build a tower like this.

While I was struggling with the purpose of the bone fortress guys who were getting more and more lost the more I found out, the guy who was struggling to remember my name finally wrote it down.

-Geral! Yeah, my name was Geral!

‘I see you finally remembered, my name is Morse.’

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As I said that and grabbed the guy’s hand, he grabbed my hand as if we were used to each other.

-Haha, it’s been a while since I’ve shaken hands! I’ve been carrying materials all day, so I didn’t have time or a reason to shake hands or anything.

After he finished making his declaration, the hatred he felt toward that guy named Ariasel, which he thought had subsided, began to burn in him.

-You brought me back to life, so I guess you’re going to put that guy to sleep again. Hahaha… … .

As I looked at the guy’s words, which were sticky and sticky despite being in writing, I started to rack my brain.

How can I get this guy to move in a way that benefits him?

And how can we find out why these guys are doing this?

After much thought, I spoke to him.

‘Garyel, there’s something I want to ask you first.’

-Huh? What are you so curious about?

‘Is it more important for you to reach your god, or to put that Ariasel you mentioned to sleep?’

I thought he would hesitate for a moment at my words, but he immediately started writing on the board as if it were nothing.

-Of course it will reach our God! If it does, God will punish that abominable traitor of ours!

I don’t know whether I should call him a fanatic or a religious fanatic. His faith is so great.

I was a little surprised, but I pulled myself together and spoke to the guy.

‘I, like you, must somehow build a tower high enough to reach your god. In that sense, we can see that our interests coincide.’

-Hoo! You are our god? I don’t know what you are planning, but if you will help me, I will be grateful!

I don’t know if it was the intimacy we had built up over time that was taking effect, or if he was too blinded by fanaticism to even think of suspecting me, but he gladly accepted my cooperation.

Okay, so here’s the problem.

‘But unfortunately, I’m not in a position to act conspicuously here.’

-Huh? Is something wrong?

‘I’m fighting with those guys who saved your people. I have to act without being noticed by them.’

As soon as he heard that, Garriel immediately started writing in a tone of disbelief.

-Then what are you going to do? I appreciate you reviving me, but all I have is my hands. I can’t do anything in this state.

As the guy said, I can’t use the tower-building method they use.

But if the only way to reach that god is to simply go up to the sky, then there’s no need to build a tower, right?

‘We will fly.’

-What? Fly away?

For a moment, Geral was speechless at those words and couldn’t write.

But when I mentioned the Dracolich that had been standing still to that guy, his reaction immediately changed.

-… … I never thought your daughter would be a dragon, not a human. So are you a dragon too?

‘No, I am human.’

When he heard the word human, the hand bones of the guy who had taken the record to the board stopped for a moment.

If I had seen it without knowing, I would have just wondered why it was like that, but to me, who was already suspicious, it seemed to further solidify the fact that the guy was not human but a different species.

-I see. So you’re planning to fly away riding on your daughter?

‘I plan to try that for now.’

Fortunately, the guy didn’t seem too skeptical when I told him he was flying into the sky.

Rather, he was amazed, as if he had never thought that such a method existed.

-If that’s the way to do it… …it might really work!

As I watched that guy being so happy, I felt even more embarrassed.

Anyway, let’s tell them that we’re going to fly into the sky. Leona, who had been resting quietly on the side until now, said with a little thought.

“Reaching the gods… I also built a tower here in the past, but I never met that god.”

Once she climbs up to this floor, the tower she builds probably won’t be low.

Since the rewards were measured according to the height of the tower, they would probably have been incredibly high.

Nevertheless, the fact that I haven’t met that god is still…

‘Either it’s somewhere far up in the sky, or it never existed in the first place.’

If it was the latter, I could have just given up, but if it was the former, it was difficult for me to solve.

Of course, I didn’t know what the truth was, so I had no choice but to go and see for myself.

‘If I meet that god, all my previous worries will be solved.’

On the off chance that it was a possibility, I encouraged Dracolich.

‘I don’t know if it’s possible, but please.’

Of course, Dracolich answered vigorously as if he would live up to my expectations.

[Don’t worry, Father! I will do my best to fulfill your will!]

That night, everyone fell asleep.

We pushed ourselves out of the ground and rode on the back of the dracolich.

Flutter-.

With the spider’s eye, the dracolich’s magic, and my fraud all combined, I can reach the god in the sky.

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