The Barbarian Became a Necromancer - The Barbarian Became a Necromancer chapter 51
051.
“Take control.”
At least no one who answered my words was here.
It happened the moment I used Overpower.
“Kuchheuk! Huh!”
Half a decent mercenary. Half of the cubs crawling on the floor.
Classifying humans and animals does not change the results.
Everyone feels the pressure.
They can never control their tremors.
Still, I kept talking.
“Control. This is my interview.”
I just learned how to deal with mercenaries in an avalanche.
In the first place, personality was number two.
The first thing to look at is skill.
It was only skill.
“That way. you pass.”
“Hey! Go, thank you!”
Controlling Overwhelm was easy now.
Overwhelmed by those who passed, he gasped.
It was hard to breathe properly.
I bet everyone, but I didn’t adjust the intensity.
I don’t care.
“Why, why is he passed and I am not! I saw it with my own two eyes trembling similarly to mine!”
The guy who made fun of Riko shouted.
Her head is soaked in blood because she was beaten by Tom.
Looking at it, I wonder if it was some kind of mercy.
So, the pressure was even stronger.
If it was a normal person, it wouldn’t be strange if he passed out right away.
“Huh! oops! gurgling… .”
I feel like I’m out of breath and I pass out.
In fact, there is no passing standard for this interview.
It’s just picking a strong guy from my point of view.
I’ll have to filter it out one more time later.
Still, this is most certain.
My eyes are inescapable.
“there. The interview ends with that.”
Suddenly, the training ground was filled with the sound of heavy breathing.
The mercenaries were wet with cold sweat and shaking off their clothes and hair.
Half of them didn’t even move.
“Take them out. The winners will be notified tomorrow.”
There was no one who responded to my words.
He just leaves with a tired face as if looking at a monster.
‘Oh, my leg hurts.’
Is it because I have been standing for a long time?
This guy’s legs can’t hold this weight for long.
I tapped my thighs and entered the building.
“Are you done?”
“How many hours did it take?”
Tom hugged Rico and greeted him.
It looked a lot better than before.
“About two hours have passed.”
“It took longer than expected.”
“Would you like some lunch?”
Is it still 11 o’clock?
Isn’t it a bit early?
Still, I am desperate to go out.
It smells like blood to rest here.
“Then shall we go get some fresh air?”
“Good!”
“hehehe, I like it too!”
Rico threw himself at me.
I naturally turned over and put it on my shoulder.
He picked up the grinning child and gave him a chin.
“Let’s go out. Because I know the restaurant.”
“I will live.”
On the way to the restaurant with Tom.
He glanced at me and asked indirectly.
“The ones we eliminated. You won’t retaliate, will you?”
“That won’t happen.”
“But in the mercenary world, there is an iron rule that must be returned.”
“So, are you going to retaliate against us?”
“I’m worried about Rico.”
Carefully holding his sister’s hand, Tom calmed his expression.
I tapped him lightly on the shoulder.
Tuk-tuk.
“… … ?”
“Open your shoulders. Because that will never happen.”
“I’m really curious, but do you have a reason for your confidence?”
“Be yourself… .”
How should I explain this?
First of all, I told Degris to kill them all while they left the request.
You can’t say they sent an assassin.
After much thought, I opened my mouth.
“Is the iron rule of the mercenary world to retaliate against those higher in rank than you?”
“uh… isn’t it? No, I didn’t hear it. They know very well that trying to retaliate is an act of suicide.”
“That’s it.”
It just won’t happen because I’m filthy strong.
He said it in a gentle way with an implied meaning.
Tom seemed to have interpreted it differently, but he stopped and opened his jaw wide.
“Low, Mr. Locke. Are you really okay with me treating you like this?”
What was your misunderstanding?
It didn’t seem necessary to fix it.
It was annoying that the words were too long for no reason, and the meaning seemed to have been conveyed properly.
“Come quickly.”
“sorry!”
For some reason, his voice is more powerful than before.
I ended up having an early lunch with Tom.
then a week later
“What nonsense, this again.”
I had become a retired S-class mercenary while hiding my identity.
***
“Hey there! The dark beer you ordered came out, so stop talking nonsense and take it!”
“hahahaha! Why would the Madame of Mary’s Tavern work here?”
“Stupid things like you are bothering sincere and cute Tom, so I came to help. why!”
Even compared to my forearm muscles, they are big forearms that are not inferior at all.
The veteran waitress of Mary’s Bar showed off its reputation.
“To think I could deal with dozens of people by myself.”
“There is no one who can beat a madam at a tavern.”
The first floor of the West Branch of the Lordran Mercenary Guild was a busy city with visitors.
The reason they flocked was because of rumors.
“I’m sorry again, Mr. Locke. I didn’t know that words spoken while drunk could have such a ripple effect.”
“done. Because the results are good.”
“If it’s bad… .”
“I must have left quietly.”
“heheheuk!”
I looked at the terrified Tom and looked at the list.
The crush I showed during the interview process and the personal thoughts Tom spit out drunkenly to a well-known talker.
This situation was the result of raising my existence as an S-class mercenary.
‘not bad.’
Originally, it was Tom who would have to recruit applicants by selling each one individually.
Rumors that reduced such time brought more useful talents than expected.
‘Why would a retired S-class mercenary come to Lordran Guild? They said they asked for delicious prey.’
‘Couldn’t they have found some hidden ruins?’
‘yes! This is not the time. Let’s hurry up before the expedition seats are full!’
There was chaos all over the place.
They were united because of my existence.
It’s good right now.
Why do noise marketing?
First of all, you have to focus your attention on the mercenaries spread out in the city or nearby villages to come.
Now I’m going to have to move it in the direction where Tom is.
‘Should I leave that to Tom?’
It is impossible to feed everything.
All I can do is this far.
Filtering out applicants and attracting them to the guild was the only problem Tom had to solve.
“Where are you going?”
“I have to go along with your lies.”
He waved an empty bronze medal.
Seeing this, Tom’s face turned dark.
It seems mentally hard for me to suffer from my own mistakes.
I shrugged.
“I was thinking of getting a mercenary status anyway. If you want to join the expedition, you must have a clear identity.”
“I didn’t advance that, did I?”
“It’s not, so make sure to thoroughly prepare for recruiting priests. It’s going to take a few days, so do as I say.”
“yes!”
“Go carefully, mister!”
Leaving behind Tom and Rico, who were seeing me off, I quietly slipped out through the back door.
‘Let’s move slowly.’
All preparations are complete.
Over a bare mountain on the outskirts of the city.
A guide was waiting for me at the mine entrance.
After contacting him, I look around.
Soon after, he cautiously approached me and took a look at me.
“Are you sure you came alone?”
“Because I’m sure, guide me properly.”
“Whoa, take this for now. I stole it, but several kids were cut off.”
A middle-aged man handed over a map.
As a miner in Dungrid, he was in a state where he fell for a lot of money.
There was no business in front of the down payment.
“Are you sure this is the map of the abandoned mine over there?”
“I am not going in now to convince you that. Why the hell would you want to go into that damn place? .”
“What is the reason for the blockage?”
He would know.
Because he had been working as a miner for over 20 years.
When I implicitly stab him, he blows on alcohol.
The power of money is also strong.
“How many weeks ago? There was a big earthquake. There was an uproar. I couldn’t even tell what the black metal powder was like dust. Too bad it’s near the entrance, otherwise I’d have been crushed to death.”
“Is the entrance clean now?”
“Because I cleaned everything up to collect the body. I still couldn’t get it all off. So, I will guide only the beginning and go back. I don’t want to see my colleagues become undead.”
either way
It’s rather welcome to me.
I got the assurance that it is the home of the black magician, and I got a supply of zombies.
‘Now that I’ve searched all the mines, this is the end.’
An outing to an abandoned mine that took place every night.
My search under the guise of a request was already nearing its end.
As time passed, it was not easy to find traces of what was believed to be the arcane magic of Dantalion, the iron demon of the black wind.
Still came this far
It was the result of my spiritual power sensitive to magical power and abundant capital.
“Whoa, it’s dusty because it wasn’t cleaned.”
“Are there any expenses?”
“Do you think I didn’t prepare for that too? He must be sleeping on a sleeping pill by now.”
He’s a more thorough miner than I thought.
You did well to give me a hefty advance.
I followed him into an abandoned mine.
The mines built to mine copper were narrow and dark.
‘Is there a road right next to it?’
The map is not only updated where my view reaches.
It is to map within a certain radius based on me.
That’s why I was able to figure out that the map the miner gave me was real.
At the same time, I also felt that there was something underneath.
“This is the end. Originally, I had to take the elevator down further underground, but the windmill is broken and it doesn’t work.”
The end of the mine he pointed to.
There, I saw an elevator blocked on all sides by iron bars.
The thick rope and the wooden planks on the floor look sturdy.
However, to prevent further damage, the windmills that provide wind power have been destroyed.
He probably meant the one installed on top of this bare mountain.
“Good work. This is the remaining balance.”
“Thank you for keeping my word. When I first saw you, I thought it would be good if I didn’t die from behind, but I did well to risk my life.”
That’s not bad either.
For me, money is solid and I can supply the undead as well.
‘no.’
The situation is different from the bad mercenaries who played with Rico before.
He couldn’t kill him because there were people looking after him right now.
“Will you be here?”
“Because I have something to investigate.”
He gave up his mind to deal with him and pretended to look around.
The middle-aged man let out a sigh at such an action.
“Then I will go out. Security will be back in four to six hours, so take care of it.”
“I will.”
With this, the deal with him, the guide, was over.
After watching him leave without regret, he used his dark magic.
‘The contact book will be nearby.’
A contact who showed a violent emotional change when he summoned Alteon.
I was convinced that the person was Seira.
‘That’s why I have to hide my troubled expression.’
Even so, she is overprotective.
He should have been more worried since he had shown an ugly appearance in the Absorber subjugation the other day.
‘There was an incident in the mine recently. It’s highly likely that Windor moved.’
The hero of the wind also went hunting for the warlock.
It was a conclusion that I came to by exchanging contact with the guide several times.
Thinking that maybe we will meet.
I wrapped my dark magic around the pulley connected to the elevator.
With the assistance of mental power, even powerful black magic cannot emit powerful power.
Does that mean you can’t apply physical force? because it wasn’t
Charleuk!
The dark magic that was wrapped tightly and pulled tight returns.
As a result, the pulley rotates in reverse.
The elevator picked me up and went downstairs.
Go to the depths of the abandoned mines in Dungrid, where there is a high probability that the Warlock is hiding.