The Barbarian Became a Necromancer - The Barbarian Became a Necromancer chapter 98

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Patrick. He eagerly explains their usefulness.

But Rokram, who was listening to it, was unmoved.

He just shook his head no matter what he said.

Persuasion is a failure.

The low-ranking warrior party, discouraged by this, had no choice but to stand alone.

The two groups did not become one.

Still split in two, sticking to each other’s attitudes.

The place where the senior warriors belonged was calm.

However, the lower-ranking warrior party was desperate.

Lokram. He trampled on his earnestness.

Still, it was a party made up of low-ranking warriors.

In other words, they were the ones that easily surpassed the military power of a single kingdom’s knights.

Still, he refused.

The reason was well known from the viewer’s point of view.

‘He said he was the first monster tamer.’

It wasn’t that I had completely closed my eyes and ears to what was going on in the world.

He knows everything.

A man named Lokram was a black magician who shuddered the moment he heard it.

An undefeated warrior who blocked numerous attempts by black magicians who attacked the academy to achieve their goals.

He walked away from the group for a while.

I guess I have something to do personally.

Soon after, he returned and left for the center of the city with the two women he was originally with.

The party of low-ranking warriors who were left behind were in despair.

Still, they held out some hope.

Because before leaving, a woman said.

“I’ll come pick you up when I find the exit. Until then, please stay here even if you are anxious.”

I want you to be here

No way.

That’s right, I was thinking of calling them here if things were going to go badly.

“Just a little further.”

Geek.

Gears that would never mesh seem to be forced to turn.

In a dark space where a creepy sound echoes continuously.

The wheel, shining silver, idled again.

In response, someone in front of the wheel cried out.

“Aagh!”

A woman who screams so loudly that her ears ring while being held in the air.

Her ears were long, and her hair was green like vegetation.

However, the changes that started from the extremities of the body seem to say that even that will soon disappear.

The pure white skin was gradually turning black.

***

“Why did you make that choice?”

This is Elten’s question.

The emotions contained in the words that followed behind him were pure doubts.

“If you had accepted Patrick’s party, the journey ahead might have been easier.”

“That’s something you never know.”

It was Seira, not me, who refuted her words.

“Never matched, we don’t know their abilities. I might be able to adjust from now on, but the situation is the situation, right?”

They said this place would collapse soon.

Apart from the true meaning of the words, it was a loss in many ways to be together because our hands and feet did not match.

It was the same as Seira and I who didn’t want to increase the burden.

“Still, it’s a warrior party. It’s a low class, but a hero is a hero, so it should be helpful… .”

Of course, Elten doesn’t understand.

That attitude came from a lack of information.

It’s because they don’t know that we are warriors made up of intermediate and advanced ranks.

It was just a pity because he was seen as a mercenary with business in the ancient city.

I have no intention of revealing the truth to correct that regret.

Elten will have to handle everything that happens after he reveals it.

She looks powerless.

If you want to dig up my information, stand out from the forces behind you.

He was captured and tortured to death.

The low-ranking warrior party said it because they have the power to protect themselves.

And they have no way out.

There is no danger of sneaking out and revealing.

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Judging from the map, we are now convinced that the exit is in a sinkhole.

If they reunite later, they will have to strictly control their mouths again.

If there’s just something… .

‘The existence of the black magician.’

There are two types of arcane magic inherited by the two black magicians descending south.

Among them, the concern was the corpse explosion magic.

At first, I cared more about the Swamp of Corruption, but I changed my mind after facing Patrick Party.

Outsiders were never accepted in this city.

The only ones I can trust are Seira and Elten.

It’s been a while since I’ve met Elten, so I’m suspicious of everything, but the refreshing magic I saw when I found the passage denied my suspicions.

“I have a question.”

A huge sinkhole created where the observatory should have been.

Elten opened his mouth as he descended the stairs that surrounded the inner wall.

“Is it because of the artifact that you two came here?”

Elten’s gaze stuck to the back of my head as I walked ahead.

“I heard it while being protected by Patrick Party. The warriors also explore the ruins and collect artifacts.”

She continued in a tone of guess but certainty.

“Then, the two of you must also be aiming to secure artifacts, right? Otherwise, there would be no reason for mercenaries to come here.”

Silent.

He nodded his head with a satisfied expression, as if he had accepted it as a positive.

There is no need to correct that misunderstanding.

I just had to focus on my work.

“It’s here.”

We finally reached the bottom of the sinkhole.

Only the outlines of the surroundings are reflected in the feeble luminous light streaming in from the ceiling.

Still, it was enough to look around.

The sight that was revealed was gruesome.

“This wreckage. It must be the wreckage of the observatory building, right?”

Seira, who had been told about the map by me, approached a huge piece of building.

It is dusty as if it had been neglected for a long time.

Elten quickly clung to the wreckage and began investigating.

Before long, she waved from the center of the rubble.

It is like the middle of enemy territory.

We quietly approached her.

“I understand why the observatory is so large.”

Whispering and offering something

It was a copper plate.

The awl hole near the corner was clear as if it had been embedded in the building.

The rune words inscribed there did not lose their shape even though the building collapsed.

“The elves and Del Cunello were using the restraining power of the World Tree to stop the demons sealed underground.”

There was a lot of intense emotion in her soft voice.

A forgotten ancient city. The alliance between elves and humans discovered there.

The reason why they devoted their whole lives to maintaining peace, etc.

All of that can be explained by this single copper plate.

As a historian, it was worth going back.

Of course, it was an uninspiring story for Seira and me.

“Isn’t that dangerous? It’s a situation where the inhibitor observatory has collapsed. The demon might be set free.”

While touring the city, I had never even seen the roots of the World Tree.

There was no magic circle or barrier to maintain the seal.

So it was as if the devil had been set free.

While Elten nodded, he spoke hopefully.

“You said there were groups other than Patrick’s party here, right? A group of black magicians.”

“It was.”

“I guess they have restrained the devil again. The demon’s name is Rimmon. He is the one who brings thunder and storms.”

She pointed to the ceiling.

“As Mr. Locke said, the reason for the sandstorm was here. But wasn’t it weak for what the devil did?”

“It was intentionally created just enough to drive out outsiders, so that’s it.”

“Yes, while suppressing the demons, I used some of my powers to create a defense system.”

“But if you fully resurrect… .”

“It’s obvious that part of the continent will be ripped away by a storm.”

Elten makes bloody noises as if nothing is wrong.

As a result, the conversation was interrupted for a while.

Seira swallowed dryly and shook her head.

“Devil liberation is something they don’t want either. A devil worshiper or a warlock or something focused on wielding the devil to their liking.”

Seira swept her surroundings with sharp eyes.

A gust of wind blows.

The flow carrying the aura swept around and returned to her.

“hmm.”

Evaluate information.

Seira, who narrowed her eyes, came to a conclusion.

“I can feel the dark magic.”

“Is that what caused this place to collapse?”

“Yes, but it’s pure black magic that I’ve never felt before. But it’s been a long time.”

In this case, one of the two

Either there is still a powerful warlock who did this behind the scenes, or there is an agent instead of that warlock.

“Wouldn’t there be an agent?”

Elten saw it as the latter.

The reason was the level of those who attacked us.

A powerful warlock always has an entourage who is equal to him.

But the raiders were weak.

“Then the worst could be averted. A person with this level of dark magic would have to call a hero to deal with it. isn’t it? lock.”

At my nod, Elten took a step forward.

“I don’t think it’s something the culprit is saying in the courtyard, but… Could you please allow me to continue accompanying you?”

Did you feel insecure?

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Honestly, in the current situation, that’s what Patrick Party and Elten are all about.

It is an obvious position to catch up because it is incompetent in terms of power.

“The reason is?”

You shrug your shoulders at my question.

However, Elten hardened his face, probably because he was prepared.

“Thank you for your consideration for bringing me here without leaving me with Patrick Party, who is no different from an outsider.”

“I know you well.”

Then prove your worth to the extent that you can accompany them any further.

I chinned it in that sense.

She is a guide with many secrets.

He packed up his knowledge of many things under the shell of a historian, but he couldn’t cover the refreshing mana he showed when he opened the passage.

“You did everything you had to do. You guided us and we reached our destination. The request is over. My duty to protect you and your duty to guide us are now gone.”

If you still want to accompany them, you have to open up everything now.

It’s enough for us to just go find Del Cunello’s grave, but Elten needs an escort for some reason.

The initiative is on this side.

Elten closed his eyes, probably knowing that fact.

He sighed and shook his head.

“Tell me to take you because it will definitely help. It won’t work, will it?”

The mood suddenly reversed.

Seira put her hand on the sword bottle.

Elten looked at it with half-opened eyes and sighed.

“It won’t work. Actually, it was something I was determined to do. I also thought about situations in which I would have to reveal my identity along the way.”

The refreshing magic that I felt at that time is there.

It is so blatant that even Sei can feel it.

For an instant, a sense of calm and refreshment spread throughout my mind and body.

“This… .”

“It is my magic. That’s why you have to hide it.”

The external product remains unchanged.

However, Elten introduced himself differently.

“Jail Elten. Green vegetation in runes. I am an elf elder who used to lead my clan. It is now reincarnated into a human body.”

It is a completely different Elten.

She gazed at us with her all-seeing eyes.

“I know, actually. About your identities. The myriad things whisper, how can I not know? Saira, flying wind. and… Undefeated.”

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at me.

“I still can’t feel anything, but the grass and trees told me. you lock. No, it’s Lokram’s substitute, right? Where is he really?”

As if Seira was shocked by Elten’s question, she looked at me. No, I looked at my double.

***

I heard this

I thought he looked like an elf because of his magical powers, but I never thought he was a real elf.

The doppelganger King’s imitation was perfect.

I liked it because it was the first undead capable of two-way communication, but that would be meaningless.

Still, if you’re an elf elder, it makes sense to see through.

‘Isn’t the ability to communicate with nature a scam?’

From Elten’s point of view, grass, trees, animals, and spirits must be CCTV.

It’s an enviable ability.

I want to get it, but there is no place to use soul bonding for that.

And now was the time to focus on another twist that was revealed in front of us.

“The truth that Del Cunello, a hero known as a human, is an elf is something only you and I know for now.”

“You managed to come this far deceiving my eyes and ears.”

I am convinced when I see the elven woman writhing in pain.

The soul behind it was definitely Del Cernello, who was my purpose.

The black magician blocking my way looked at me and turned over the hood that was covering his face.

I untied the cloth covering my ears and eyes.

The appearance of the black magician was revealed only then.

Seeing that, I nodded.

“The dwarves tried to steal the human body. But the elves were dreaming of resurrection through false necromancy.”

I opened my inventory.

The undead screamed and poured down in torrents.

“Your people have gone as far as they can go.”

In front of his eyes, a male elf with black skin and pointed ears raised his mouth.