The Exiled Necromancer Wants To Create a Bone Dragon - The Exiled Necromancer Wants To Create a Bone Dragon chapter 43

43 – What happened around you.

Cardien Kidal had to use her brain to transport the Heavy Rock Turtle back home that Ed had left behind.

Ed made them into zombies and carried them to the town where the train was coming, but since they were so large and heavy, it was almost impossible to move them even if people who could use mana clung to them. It would have been quite light if I had removed the flesh from the whole body and brought it, but I had to find another way because I planned to carry it to the top in as intact a state as possible.

So what came out was lightweight magic, fortunately, I was able to hire a wizard who could use lightweight magic in the village, and I was able to move slowly as 20 mercenaries who could use mana clung to me while receiving lightweight magic.

Loading on the magic locomotive also takes up one cargo compartment, so he had to promise a lot of money, and he succeeded in transporting the Heavy Rock Turtle by spending a lot of money.

“Good job. This could be handed over to the royal family at a higher price. There are also families in the east that use turtles as patterns, so you can get several times as much.”

Cardien, who returned like that, was greeted by Kidal Sangjuju, who welcomed Cardien at the train station.

“Dad, doesn’t this look so surprising?”

As soon as he saw himself, he felt a great surprise, but seeing his father speak calmly, Cardien asked his father.

“It’s a little surprising, but aren’t you used to seeing this guy with money?”

Cardien Kidal, who heard his father’s answer, did not see this guy as a single object, but looked at it as a money called 1 billion energy. So it seemed that the surprise I felt was a little less because it was the only heavy rock turtle corpse in the world. I realized that whether I earned 1 billion by selling one or 1 billion by selling 1,000, I should be able to see it through the eyes of a merchant.

“I think I know what your father is talking about.”

“I’m glad you woke up. Cardi, did you think something like this would come out again in the South? Then I’ll have to prepare some more cash.”

My father said that merchants are not surprised by money, but Cardien Kidal, who found that he couldn’t take his eyes off the corpse of the Heavy Rock Turtle, said with a faint smile.

“Yes. It will appear. It seems that Necromancers are not common.”

Cardien Kidal recalled the time when he hired a wizard to cast a lightweight magic.

“Crazy, crazy, crazy…?!”

When the wizard heard that he could make something big and heavy light, he came and saw the corpse of the Heavy Rock Turtle and was so surprised that he cursed in front of his servants. Cardien Kidal had a similar reaction himself, so he pretended to be as calm as possible.

“Are you surprised even if you’re a wizard? Yes. Isn’t this amazing?”

“The Heavy Rock Turtle is the top of the Southern monsters, so who said they caught it?”

“I heard that a necromancer caught it.”

“Did a necromancer come from the north to beat monsters? I heard that the fighting of those humans is quite advanced… Did they use poison?”

As the wizard spoke and approached to cast a lightweight magic on the corpse of the Heavy Rock Turtle, Cardien Kidal pondered over what the wizard had just said.

‘A Necromancer came down from the North?’

Hearing the information coming in while staying overnight in the village, he said that there was actually one paladin in the village. The woman with dark brown hair whom she saw walking around with the woman with purple hair who led the auction, I could hear that she was a paladin and was accompanying a necromancer.

A Necromancer in a place other than the Northern Necromancer could be said to be one of the two. It can be said that he has no fighting ability, but he is a necromancer because he has learned miscellaneous things, or a guy who goes crazy while learning magic alone and commits terrorism.

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In the first place, no one considered the option of a necromancer who stopped monsters from the north coming down to the center or the south. But what if it’s really a necromancer from the north? What if a paladin was attached to watch over that necromancer?

At first, I just thought that a necromancer could kill a large monster, but I came to the conclusion that a necromancer from the north could.

So, on the way to the train, I also thought that such a great product could come out, and Cardien Kidal also did it, and my father asked a similar question, so I was able to answer right away.

“I wonder which one they’ll bring next. If the Desert King Lizard comes along… I’m going to go crazy.”

The subject’s intuition was quite sharp.

***

A woman with red hair in a half ponytail got off at the Rica Coast station. Compared to the fairly cold weather in the north, the weather in the center was good for outdoor activities. Coming out of the station slowly, the first thing she saw in the square in front of the station was a statue of a god.

Statues of gods, which are hard to see in the north, were filling the square, and beneath them, the priests of the church were spreading a screen and conducting missionary activities. Seeing that, the woman muttered to herself as she descended the stairs.

“I don’t want to get involved with that.”

He touched the square certificate in his pocket, thinking about how to trick the priests who approached him. Wouldn’t it be enough to show this to the priest? A woman with a light smile was walking along, but a golden-haired priestess slowly approached her from below the statue holding a spear.

Playful, she intentionally slowed down as if she was looking at the statue of the goddess, and she could feel the priestess’s stride widening when she saw it. The priestess looked the woman up and down from the corner of her eye before carefully opening her mouth.

“Hey… you’re not a necromancer, are you?”

“huh?”

At the priestess’ words, the woman was momentarily dazed. Then he shook his head slightly to straighten his mind and spoke to the priestess.

“Do I look like a necromancer?”

“Uh… No, I’ve talked to a necromancer before, so I’m asking someone with a slightly unique aura first. It’s rude if you’re a necromancer.”

Vaina asked Ed if he had a hair color that was hard to see in the center or the south, recalling the memories of doing missionary work with Ed, who had come to school as an assistant instructor. Of course, everything up until now has been bad, and severe people have been very angry.

As I checked every time like that, I could see that the woman’s reaction was a little different from those who weren’t necromancers.

“And he was appointed as an assistant instructor at Setin, so there was a time when it was quite difficult. hahahaha.”

Cetin, assistant instructor, every time he heard that word, seeing the woman’s red eyes shining brightly, Veina smiled shyly and stepped back slightly. The problem was that the woman who heard the story took a step forward. The woman said as Vaina, feeling that something was a little wrong, was preparing to fire the magic bullet.

“Do you know where that bastard is now?”

Feeling the pressure from the woman who spoke with a refreshing smile, Veena had no choice but to tell Professor Glodia what she had heard.

“I heard that instructor Ed went to the South.”

“Tsk. Who the f*ck is that?”

In a situation where she didn’t know if the woman in front of her was Ed’s enemy or ally, she said ‘that bastard’, so she thought that she had bad feelings about it, and Vaina, who thought it was her mistake, felt guilty.

‘At this rate, I think I’ll be scolded by Robertina-sama!’

“Hey, do you know Instructor Ed?”

Vaina mustered up the courage to ask, and the woman took out a necromancer license from her pocket and showed it to her.

“Hermona Donier, that senior and former lieutenant…”

Thinking that there was no need to say the last word to the priest in front of her, Hermona put the necromancer license back into her pocket.

“Ha. Do I have to take the train again if I’m in the south?”

Having said that, Hermona turned half a turn and walked towards the station, not dwelling on the new place called Rica Coast.

When Hermona heard the news that Ed had gone to the south, she looked for information about the necromancer who went down from the north, and found information that a necromancer had obtained an assistant instructor qualification at the Cetin Divine Academy in the Rica Coast. The assistant instructor’s name was not given, but Hermona, who was sure it was Ed, had just obtained information from Vaina that she had come down to the Lica Coast and also to the South.

“Damn bad food.”

Hermona hadn’t seen Ed’s face in over two months, so she just wanted to make sure he was alive. As a senior and as a former lieutenant, I have an obligation to make sure that the guy who was betrayed by damn Gray and Demona is doing well.

“Senpai… What is this, a necromancer again!”

“Maybe I’m just out of luck?”

“Even if it’s bad luck…!”

Really unlucky, Veena had no choice but to complain to her senior.

***

“You have to bite the front line. The damage to the troops of the 4th line of defense is a bit large.”

Nerein Glasir listened to the lieutenant while checking the incoming reports.

“Does it make sense to already defeat the 4th defense line just because the cold started a little early? Winter hasn’t even started in earnest?”

Most of the reports Nerein was looking at were about the consumption of Skeleton Knights. When winter began, junior-level monsters began to lead the group of monsters in earnest, and the monsters led by the necromancers suffered great losses from occasional gigant-level monsters. The Skeleton Knights, the main force of the Northern Guerrilla Army, were consumed faster than their supply.

“This seems to be a bit harsh in winter. The number of Gigant-level monsters appearing is higher than last year.”

“It’s probably because winter started early. No. There are just a lot of guys with horns, right? So, is there any solution?”

Annoyed, Nerein frowned and said to the adjutant.

“Using 3 lines of defense would be better for maintaining forces.”

“Whoa. Let’s push back the guerrillas. I’ll have to report to the top.”

It would be embarrassing for the commander of the guerrilla army to be dismissed before December, but it was inevitable if the troops could not hold out even with their best effort.

‘If there are a lot of guys with horns… . He could run amok.’

Nerein briefly thought of Gigant Slayer, who was no longer in the north, and erased it from his mind.