Necromancer’s Tower is too Easy - Chapter 200



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Episode 200

People often say that when food tastes like dog food, it tastes like it came straight out of a sewer.

When I first heard that, having grown up in the sewers, I didn’t understand what it meant.

“…….”

When I open my eyes, I hear the sound of muddy water splashing past beside me, and the ceiling is filled with people’s laughter and footsteps.

Even in a place where the abandoned and destitute lived, built on a sewer ditch, my home and my bed were barely enough to accommodate my body.

As is often the case with kids like me who live there, my parents don’t know.

It could be the illegitimate child of the elder of the lofty tower, or it could simply be the byproduct of two scumbags who mingled their bodies here in pursuit of pleasure.

But in the end, what’s the point of thinking about it? Those things were just trivial things in the grand scheme of things.

What matters is how you survive.

-Catch the thief!

This is what the bakery owner said when I first stole bread from his store.

The memory of my first taste of real food, even if it was through stealing, is still etched in a corner of my mind along with the taste of bread, as if it had just happened a moment ago.

Whether it was stealing like that, or sneaking out into the street late at night to pick up coins that had fallen on the ground, walking around with my eyes on the ground, or rummaging through trash cans… I just kept getting older day by day.

… … Want to hear more?

I’m sorry, I really don’t remember because I didn’t think about anything else than surviving back then.

Anyway, the opportunity came to change my life, which had been barely surviving.

-It’s war!

Our village was located on the border, and if another country invaded, we would immediately be hit with the aftermath.

Perhaps the mayor who oversees the district where the town is located turned a blind eye to our building a town in a sewer because he knew we would be swept away anyway.

War was such a common thing back then.

-Ahhhhh!

The streets that were once filled with laughter were now filled with screams, loud noises, and explosions, and the leisurely footsteps of people turned into the sound of running in a hurry.

At that sound, the people inside the sewer woke up one by one, and at that moment, soldiers came down into the sewer one by one.

… … No, I didn’t come here to kill you.

If you gather together a bunch of pleasure killers who want to kill everyone just because they’re soldiers, you’re doomed.

Well, they made us some kind of offer.

If you survive the front lines of the upcoming war, you will be treated incomparably better than this sewer.

Phew. Now that I think about it, it’s ridiculous.

It might be heaven for guys who live in the sewers, but being a soldier isn’t exactly a great job, is it?

Of course, there were only ignorant kids and fools who were no different from them, and so we were all dragged into the front lines of the war.

And it all came to an end.

Isn’t that obvious? In a war full of bullets, gunpowder, and monsters, ordinary soldiers like us are just meat shields.

From their perspective, it was just one of the operations they carried out to increase their power even by a little bit.

Me? Of course I survived.

He hid his body tenaciously, and hid his presence as well… … and he killed a passerby by hitting him with a stone.

But that was something important.

What… … The precious child that the noble Lord sent to appeal to his subordinates somehow ended up passing right in front of me.

Anyway, I dragged that unconscious guy to the barracks, and that’s how I got out of that war.

And soon after, the war ended.

You must have been so praised for accomplishing such great things?

How could that be? All of those credits were somehow pushed onto our nobleman by my father and ended up getting taken by him.

Well, I wasn’t really dissatisfied at the time because my status changed from a sewer to a soldier, which was like a huge rise in status.

Even thinking about it now, if I had risen up back then, I would have been treated like a cripple and lost without anyone knowing.

Well, somehow… the ball was somehow passed over, but the military guys seemed to think that I had potential because I actually caught it, so they paid some attention to me.

I gained status, took a shower in warm, clear water, and even ate meat for the first time in my life. Even though it was so tough it made my teeth fall out.

It was a heavenly time.

Because I no longer had to sleep in a smelly place, I could sometimes wash myself even if it was cold, and most of all, I could eat as much as I wanted.

After some time had passed, I was assigned to a unit.

Well… … To put it nicely, they were a unit that cleared the way on the front lines, and to put it badly, they were a suicide squad.

I don’t know if the higher-ups in the military didn’t want my secrets to get out, or if they just intended to use them and throw them away, but either way, I knew from the beginning that I was assigned to a shitty place.

Because when I first entered the barracks, the expressions on the guys’ faces were completely rotten.

Would you believe me if I told you that there was a guy who swung his fists with his military cap the moment he saw my face?

Anyway, I was stronger than the guys who enlisted after living a somewhat normal life.

Because I’ve lived a life of rolling around, fighting has become a daily occurrence.

Anyway, after I beat all those guys up with my fists, their expressions that had been dead looked a little better.

Did they think I would fight well and protect them or something?

Well, that was true.

When I first went to war, I slapped the cheeks of those kids who were trembling and made them move, and I yelled at them to move their feet if they didn’t want to fall, and my throat went out… … Ah, those are memories.

It wasn’t a very big war, so I somehow survived the first one, but if there’s one thing I realized then… … it’s that if I continue like this, I’ll end up losing.

So I struggled desperately to survive.

I learned swordsmanship, practiced boxing… … and above all, what I did the most was study tactics.

Maybe it’s because I’ve never lived my life learning anything, but I felt good about filling my empty head with something.

So somehow, little by little, I learned something, and then I went out and fought… … .

After repeating this for several years, rumors about us started spreading again in the military.

They are monsters.

They are said to be the ones who, unlike other units, never died even though they were on the front lines and kept coming back alive.

Now that the rumor has spread, I guess word of our existence has spread to the general public.

Every time we met people, they would cheer for us.

I was sweating bullets trying to stop those who had never shown that kind of interest from causing trouble every time… … Heh.

Anyway, the higher-ups were displeased with us continuing to act like that, so they tried to kill us.

They pushed us into the middle of enemy territory and completely cut off all communications.

I found out later that the son of a bitch who ordered that operation was the father of the nobleman who stole the credit I had earned in the first place.

It was a mission that seemed like it would be impossible, so I tried to refuse at all costs, but they kept threatening to execute us if we didn’t, so I gritted my teeth and went.

But since I somehow survived, I think I will survive this time too.

… … . And then they searched for everyone except me.

Oh, wait a minute.

Ha … … A dog like a dog.

… … .

… … .

no.

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It’s not your fault. Anyway, me too… … Ha.

… … .

I wish I had taught him how to smoke when that kid asked to smoke.

Well, the rest is nothing special.

I went back with my body almost broken, and then I killed the necromancer who almost killed me and took his power away.

With that, I’ll turn my friends into undead, wipe out the army, and make a promise with the prince of a country that was on the verge of destruction…

So, slowly, I conquered that whole world.

What, do you really want to hear a more detailed explanation?

Sorry, but that won’t work.

Why?

Didn’t you already know that?

That Southern bastard, I thought he was dead back then.

I was even more sorry because the body wasn’t even there, so I came to the tower to get that sword, and you were the one who brought it up.

So tell me.

What’s your relationship with Southern?

***

“……Southern.”

A child muttering as if he was chewing on something.

The child’s expression was not good.

“That man’s name is Southern.”

“…….”

Sling.

As I took the knife out of my inventory, the child stared at it and nodded.

“Similar to that old man.”

“Have we met before?”

“Yeah, a few years ago.”

Southern, a guy whose very existence has already been erased.

There was someone else besides me who knew of the existence of such a guy.

“When he came as a stranger, he froze in place as soon as he saw me, hugged me, and cried.”

“…….”

Southern had a younger brother.

I remember sometimes when I would exchange letters with my parents, they would brag about me a lot.

Maybe that younger brother was… similar in age to this guy.

“I thought he was a strange old man, but it turned out he was a good person.”

“He really is a strange guy.”

If he’s still the same as I remembered him from before, then he’s a weird guy.

At those words, the child rocked back and forth in the rocking chair.

Squeak, squeak.

The child spoke as the sound of the rocking chair faintly echoed through the room.

“And that guy knew you were coming here.”

“……!”

You knew that?

“That old man believed you would come here.”

Sigh.

The child stops rocking the chair and soon reaches out his hand towards me.

It seemed like he wanted the sword I was holding in my hand.

At that very moment, I was about to hand the sword to the guy.

“…….”

My arm stopped.

A child who looks at me silently.

“……The administrator said that Southern’s very existence was erased, and no one remembers it.”

Even the administrators inside the tower said that there was no record of anything other than the fact that Southern was originally a player.

And the guy who made Southern like that was none other than the foreign media.

I heard that at least three foreign media outlets were involved.

The names of two of them were found out through Cheonma.

God of forgetfulness, God of existence.

So then, who is the remaining god?

“And why, do I still remember the name of the guy whose existence was directly erased by the foreign media? And you too.”

“…….”

God’s power is absolute.

God is the one who cannot be interfered with within his own domain.

To be free from the power of such a god without any trouble, to remember its existence and even its name.

Can this be considered normal in the first place?

“At least you don’t look like a normal child with your appearance.”

Sssss.

The spirit is rising from my whole body.

“Reveal your identity.”

Wow!

The fraud that was about to spread in all directions soon stopped progressing.

“……There’s no need to rush like that.”

Swish.

A child stretching out his arms towards me with his hands wide open.

The child’s eyes meet mine.

“I wanted to talk to you two alone, so I made those two sleep over too.”

“What are your intentions?”

“There is no ulterior motive.”

Push.

The child who had gently suppressed my rage by holding my hand, produced a book again and sat down in the rocking chair, looking at me.

[I am the god of memory.]

Flutter flutter.

The voice of the child turning the pages of the book was different from before.

[I will give you Southern’s last words and a choice.]

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