Necromancer’s Tower is too Easy - Chapter 112



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Episode 112

Ariasel groaned with a frown on her face, as if recalling old memories was painful.

“I was the first to hear the voice of God, and I was the one who could hear the voice of God the best.”

But even then, the voice did not stop.

“When we follow the voice of God, a mysterious power called magic emerges, and we cheer as we watch miracles unfold in our hands that we could not have even imagined before… but we shouldn’t have done that.”

As if confessing my sins, as if spitting out the poison that I had been suppressing inside me because I couldn’t tell anyone.

“I shouldn’t have thought there would be favors without compensation… I shouldn’t have relied solely on miracles that surpassed our common sense… I should have been restrained.”

He recounted his past.

“The price for not doing so suddenly came one day.”

Ouch.

At the same time, Geral’s body, which was connected to me, convulsed for a moment, and then something automatically appeared in my head.

‘This is… … .’

Thump thump.

The sight of Ariasel walking towards us with a blank expression.

It was not the shabby undead form before me now, but the human form in full clothing and ornate accessories.

And it soon opened its mouth to speak.

“I can’t hear the voice of God.”

As soon as I heard those words, a picture of everything falling apart appeared in my mind.

A house that had been intact collapsed in flames, people ran around the streets in a frenzy, and the cries of children could be heard everywhere…

Those were the words of those who relied on that god.

“It was a hellish reality for us who had lived solely relying on the miracle of God’s voice… but I couldn’t just sit still, so I spoke.”

Let’s build a tower.

Let’s build a tower to reach the silent god.

As soon as he said that, everyone strangely suddenly stopped screaming and crying.

The collapsed building soon became the foundation for the tower, and the tower walls, so huge that they could not be fully seen, began to rise.

“If you think about it… yes, that girl who was definitely your daughter said that.”

Meanwhile, Ariasel looked at me with an expression that seemed to say she missed me.

… … No, this time it was not me, but Garriel, who was looking at him.

“Let’s go back to the way things were, even now,” he said.

Sigh.

He let out a hollow laugh that seemed to contain many emotions, then muttered that he missed her.

“I dismissed it as a child’s ramblings, but come to think of it, maybe your daughter was right.”

Uduk.

My body seems to be starting to slip out of my control.

As if he didn’t want to hear any more, Garriel was using all his might to break free of my control.

‘Let go.’

That’s what he seemed to be saying.

I’ll run out there right now and rip that guy’s head off.

No, I’ll smash that mouth to pieces so you can’t even open it.

It was an incredible power, as if it completely ignored the hierarchical relationship between the undead and necromancers.

‘Shut up.’

But still, I suppressed him.

‘Have you forgotten the contract?’

I haven’t heard the full story from the guy yet.

The conversation between me and that guy isn’t over yet.

That’s why I couldn’t give Gariel his body back yet.

Even as I held him back, visions of Garriel’s imagination continued to flow into my head.

“And so… a month passed, two months passed.”

A tower that rises at an increasingly faster rate.

And in proportion to that, the land becomes barren, almost dry, and empty as if there had never been any life at all.

“After five years, it was really at that time when there was nothing left.”

Here, Garriel’s imagination stopped.

But even so, the scene Ariasel would have seen began to appear in my mind.

“The star that has been moving without rest since we started building the tower.”

The stars move.

Just like they were on the 5th floor, trying to observe the stars with their instruments.

“I could hear the stars talking.”

Garriel continued to deny it, saying it was nonsense, as if he couldn’t understand.

As the stars say, from that moment on, that guy went crazy.

But I could tell.

That he is not crazy.

“At first, no matter how hard I concentrated, it was as quiet as the sound of dust rolling, but I hung on, thinking maybe it was the voice of God.”

Bam.

Tears fell.

A single blue teardrop welled up from the eye socket of the man who was clearly nothing more than an undead.

“Yes…… That was definitely the voice our god gave us, but…….”

Khehehe.

Still, he laughed.

As if it was a blessing to have found out the truth.

“I wish I hadn’t heard that voice back then.”

And I cried.

As if he didn’t want to find out the truth.

“If that were the case, if only I had never seen the ugly side of that god!”

I didn’t say anything to the guy who was laughing and sobbing and laughing and making a scene.

However, he suddenly stopped crying and looked at me, so I asked him.

“……What did you hear?”

What on earth did you hear?

How could the leader of those fanatics who were trying to reach God even at the cost of their own lives be able to escape from that illusion?

“What did you hear? No, you asked the wrong question.”

To me, he spoke weakly.

“I didn’t hear anything.”

Then he raised his head.

The sun was still up in the sky.

“I kept explaining our situation, shouting, begging, and pleading… but he didn’t answer me at all.”

The bright sun must have been dazzling, but as an undead with no eyeballs, he continued to look up at the sky as if he was looking at the night sky.

“Instead, it was not the god but the stars that answered my questions.”

Once again, Garriel became enraged, but I continued to suppress him and listened to him until the end.

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If that star is anything to go by, it’s probably Pluto. If it’s Pluto, what number is it shining on?

“Among them all, there was one star that shined especially brightly… and it told me the whole truth.”

Suddenly.

“From the very beginning, this world was his plaything… We were just his test subjects, half-humans and half-giants, and the fact that he abandoned us and ran away to the other side… Damn it!”

Crunch.

It seemed as if an intangible energy was emanating from the guy’s body, and at that moment, cracks began to appear in Geral’s body.

Bam!

‘what……!’

Unlike me, who was shocked by the cracks in the body that I thought would not break no matter what happened, Geral muttered relatively calmly.

‘You’re a lot weaker than before, ha.’

This is weakened.

I was a little nervous for a moment because I thought that just emotional turmoil could have such an effect on those around me, but if what he said was true, it was understandable.

‘Even though he’s a mixed race… …he’s a giant.’

In mythology, they are powerful beings who can support the earth and sky with their bodies, swallow the sea in one bite, and destroy the world on their own.

Considering that most of the mythical races seen inside the tower match, it is likely that the reason these guys have this much strength is because of the giant’s power.

‘So there are parts where my divination doesn’t work… … .’

The reason that necromancy works even a little bit is probably because they are mixed-blood.

Perhaps if those guys were full-on giants, my necromancy wouldn’t have worked at all.

“……Phew, where did we leave off…… Yeah, I said that guy left us.”

Even though his emotional ups and downs had caused cracks to form in Garriel’s body, he continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

“I wanted to collapse on the spot and cry and scream and deny it for days, but the weight on my shoulders was too great. What should I do with my people who follow me right now?”

Then he lifted the dirt from the floor.

The sandy soil was so dry that not a single blade of grass could grow on it, and it flowed away on its own without even a gust of wind.

“What should we do with our people who are holding their hungry bellies and gathering everything they have and nothing they have to build a tower to reach the god who will never come? Do you understand?”

I didn’t answer the question in the eyes of the guy who asked me that.

The guy didn’t seem to want an answer either.

“There was a way. We could tear down the tower now, and use the things we’ve used to build the tower up until now to go back to how it was before. Of course, there wouldn’t be any losses… but it’s better than everyone dying.”

But what do you think the outcome would have been?

Just looking at the face of the guy who was smiling and talking like that, the answer was obvious.

“They treated me like I was crazy, locked me up, and then finally threw me out of the tower. They didn’t even listen to my explanations.”

Do you think those fanatics would come to their senses just because they are on the verge of starving to death?

These are the guys who try to build a tower even after they die.

“Of course, if I wanted to live alone, I could somehow survive, but… what’s the point of living alone like this?”

“So you brought down the tower?”

To my question, the guy answered instead of answering.

Then he started making excuses.

“I thought that if I did that, at least the shock would make you come to your senses, that you would have some doubts about why I did this… but no.”

Swish.

Ariasel pointed behind her.

“Where do you think the materials used to build those towers came from?”

Tall, stacked towers densely packed everywhere.

The material that made up those towers was definitely not the sand of the bare ground that now covers the earth.

“……Is that the remains of the collapsed tower?”

“Yes, I didn’t know that even after death, his obsession with that god would not go away, and that he would try to build that tower by borrowing a body like this.”

He, who had been laughing in vain, soon returned to a blank expression and muttered.

“It was only then that I realized that it was too late. I had come too far to root out the remnants of that god now.”

Swish.

The flames in the burning eyes of the man staring into space were directed at something unseen.

“Then… the last thing I can do for them, as someone who was once their king, is to make sure they don’t wake up from that dream.”

“So, you joined hands with those guys to get revenge on that god?”

At my words, he quickly opened his eyes and said.

“We have nothing left to offer. We have already lost everything, and all we can offer is our bodies and our souls.”

And finally, it was the fortress of bones that needed that body.

For them, the body of a half-giant would have been much more precious than mediocre wealth.

“……That’s why I joined hands with them.”

With those words, he closed his mouth.

As if he had said everything he wanted to say, and that I should now say what I wanted to say.

‘This is just nonsense that doesn’t deserve any more attention.’

And Geral continued to deny Ariasel’s words.

‘Give me your body back right now. Give that guy back right now… … !’

But whether or not, my interest had long since moved away from him.

Instead, my interests lie somewhat higher up.

It was a star floating in the sky.

‘Is it possible now?’

[… … I think it’s possible, within my capabilities, Father.]

An item that allows the star guy to take some of your mana, which you received on the previous 18th floor.

It is only natural that the Dracolich that ingested that item would be partially connected to the stars.

So I asked the Dracolich to contact the star, and I received a call from the blue, bright star that the Dracolich had been connected to earlier.

I think I might be able to descend without being caught by the guys.

‘Well, it might be hard to stay for long… …but it doesn’t matter.’

Not much mattered to me.

Is this Ariasel’s words indeed true?

If this guy really hasn’t gone mad, and if God really has abandoned this world… … .

All you have to do is confirm that with Garriel.

‘Come in.’

Blue and bright star.

[Father, he is coming down now… …!]

Phew.

The vision becomes tinted blue.

A belated, slightly delayed sensation told me that my left eye’s mana-seeing eye had been activated.

A thick resistance is felt, as if the connection with the undead is about to be severed in an instant.

In the midst of all this, it was hard to even focus, as if a strong wind was gusting.

[I have to possess a body like this… … Oh my.]

Someone else, not me or Geral, was speaking through my body that had been created for Geral.

And the star that took over that body is… … .

[Still… … It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.]

To my surprise, he was talking to Ariasel in front of me.

[That damn bastard’s toy.]

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