The Necromancer Who Was Despised - The Necromancer Who Was Despised chapter 195
“Ha, haha… You think you can take on a great family alone? Is that the royal family’s intention? And you’re going to make me, Lucches, a Death Knight?”
He was beyond anger, reaching a state of incredulity. He let out a dry laugh and said to me.
“There are many crazy people among Dark Mages, and it seems sorcerers are no exception.”
That was true. As a sorcerer-level Dark Mage, one’s mental state wasn’t exactly stable.
Only I and Yeriya were special cases.
From Lucches’ perspective, I would seem like one of those crazy people.
So, Lucches seemed to have given up on our conversation halfway.
“You’re a crazy person, but since you’re connected to the royal family, I’ll spare your life. After verifying your relationship with the royal family, I’ll hand you over to the empire.”
Of course, he would make me pay the price for this before that.
“Experience the imperial inquisition’s interrogation firsthand. You, who have dabbled in Dark Magic and dared to touch the Prioga family, will regret it until the day you die.”
I didn’t react to his words.
Instead, I used the undead to summon the captured civilians and lined them up.
Lucches’ eyebrows twitched at the sight of the still-living civilians.
“…Do you think we’ll stop because you’re taking hostages? It’s unfortunate for them, but if you think we’ll be bound by that, you’re greatly mistaken.”
I didn’t expect that. If I had, I would have taken the lord of the castle or their family as well.
Since I didn’t react differently, Lucchesa seemed to think his guess was wrong and presented another hypothesis.
“…Are you going to get a reward or something in this situation?”
“Ha.”
I think he thought I was crazy, and his imagination was quite strange.
“I’m just going to return it.”
“…What did you say?”
From the beginning, the reason I participated in this conversation with him was for this.
Originally, I would have thrown it away during the battle, but I was lucky.
I told the terrified villagers who wanted to escape from the undead, “Go.”
At my words, the villagers stopped as if they had heard something strange.
“Charge straight at them and join them.”
“What, what’s…?”
“Do you have time to think?”
As I smiled ominously, the surrounding undead simultaneously raised their weapons, and the villagers, who were helpless against the clear threat, screamed in terror.
The screams became a catalyst, and the surviving villagers began to charge recklessly towards the armed human forces.
And only then did Lucchesa understand my intentions.
“No, this way! Get out of the way! If you come straight…!”
But Lucchesa’s shout was in vain, as dark balls dropped from both sides, intensifying the villagers’ confusion.
The dark sorcerer, who had defeated them and brought them here, was now confronting the soldiers of the dukedom, and the commander, who seemed to be Master Lucchesa, a renowned figure within the dukedom, was leading them. If they were to be released, the villagers had no choice but to charge towards them, their last hope.
“Stop! Don’t come straight!”
The mercenaries were a bit better.
However, the elite soldiers of the Prioga Dukedom were all heavily equipped, heavily armored infantry.
They were in a dense formation, and there was no gap for the villagers to slip through.
There were also cavalry, but it was the same story if they tried to charge through them.
Therefore, Lucchesa couldn’t accept the villagers immediately and had to pray for them to escape to the side as much as possible.
Fixing a broken formation was not an easy task, and I couldn’t just stand by and watch.
However, the villagers couldn’t consider these facts individually.
There were undead behind them, and magic was falling from the sky, causing explosions to erupt.
In this situation, it was impossible to maintain a clear head, and it was only natural to charge recklessly towards the human army, their last hope.
“Advance.”
There, I led the undead to charge from behind the fleeing villagers.
The chasing undead, the explosions ringing out from all directions.
With their minds dominated by fear, they could only charge towards the humans without hesitation.
Lucchesa’s face contorted.
“You’re a dirty, despicable dark sorcerer. This is…so cowardly…”
It was no use saying that now.
The soldiers of the dukedom and the mercenaries were wavering, and the intermediate commanders were looking at Lucchesa.
“…Disregard it! Absolutely do not accept it!”
A cold command, yet it was the right thing to do.
The chaotic battle unfolding before me, with the enemy advantageous, was not a favorable choice for them.
Although it was a harsh decision, it was undoubtedly the correct one.
However, no matter how well-trained the regular army was, they were still human.
“Knights and cavalry, follow me! Flank them and directly attack the dark wizards!”
“Entin.”
It was only natural, but there were those who would confront them separately.
Kayla quietly infiltrated the undead knight squad. With the borrowed mother’s cloak, she could conceal her identity for a while.
The first to clash were the territorial soldiers and the regular army of the ducal family.
“Save us!”
“Get out of the way! Get out of the way, there are zombies behind!”
“Please, please save us, please!”
“Don’t leave any gaps! Territorial soldiers, flank them! Flank them, I say!”
“They’re going to kill us all! Get out of the way! Let us through!”
The regular army’s eyes trembled, but they were soldiers. They followed the intermediate commander’s orders, and although the territorial soldiers pushed hard, they couldn’t push back the heavily armored infantry and break through the gaps.
Meanwhile, the archers and priests, who had received orders, launched a concentrated attack on the large, golem-like creatures and the dragons.
Boom! Crash!
However, the mummy priests on our side didn’t just stand still, and as a result, the wounded undead didn’t collapse.
Even those wounds were quickly recovering with my magic.
“Continue, continue the attack!”
However, it wasn’t a good choice.
The undead who reached the rear of the territorial soldiers soon began to kill them one by one.
The screams from the rear, where the territorial soldiers were caught in the middle, grew louder.
“Save us! Please! We’re not enemies! Save us!”
The desperate cries. Their cries sounded like the ducal family had abandoned them and was attacking them.
Such fear naturally spread to the front lines, and the half-pressed front lines eventually began to curse and insult the regular army, even attacking them.
It wasn’t a strong attack.
However, in this unexpected situation, the ducal family’s soldiers couldn’t help but feel stressed, and one soldier eventually attacked a territorial soldier who had removed his helmet.
It was a defensive movement, after all.
The head was a sensitive area, and touching that part couldn’t be ignored.
However, it was no different from signaling the start of a riot.
In the back, the undead were attacking, and in the front, even their fellow humans were rejecting and attacking them, so the territorial soldiers eventually became rioters. The commander, who was in charge of the army instead of Lucresia, couldn’t ignore such rioters.
“Push forward! The mercenary army will take care of them!”
“Is that really okay?”
“It’s an order!”
The leader of the mercenary army asked, and the commander replied that it was an order.
In the end, the mercenaries began to brutally cut down the rioting territorial soldiers one by one.
By the time the regular army, mercenaries, and undead had killed more than half of the territorial soldiers…
[Land of Death]
They started taking revenge on those who had trampled on them.
It wasn’t the end.
[Fog of the Marsh]
A 5-class curse magic that hindered the opponent’s movement, drained their stamina, and even obstructed their vision.
I wanted to use the superior technology of the Battlefield Fog, but it required maintaining the current state.
Of course, the priests didn’t just stand by and watch.
[ Cure! ]
[ Remove Curse! ]
Quick response.
Of course, as a mage, I utilized Elosett’s wand to cast a magic that wasn’t easily broken, but the priests’ numbers were too great.
They weakened the Dead Land and simultaneously began to dispel the Marsh Fog.
However, this was enough.
The mercenaries’ response was delayed, and as a result, they couldn’t retreat in time and clashed with the undead.
The chaotic battle I had hoped for had begun.
With the golems and dragons, even if they were heavily armored infantry, they wouldn’t be able to maintain their formation.
I utilized the territory’s people to approach my target more easily.
“As expected, they’re crumbling quickly.”
However, most of the undead that clashed with the mercenaries, excluding the territory’s people, couldn’t even launch a proper attack and were defeated, just as I had expected.
The undead continued to revive after receiving my magic, and the mercenaries, who had momentarily lost their composure, soon became disheartened by the sight of their infinite revivals.
The real problem was the approaching golems and dragons, but the kingdom’s mages did their best, and thanks to the support of the mira priests and skeleton mages, they didn’t suffer any significant damage, so the situation was gradually becoming more favorable to us.
We, who had the numerical advantage, were now on equal footing with them, or perhaps even had the upper hand.
Here, I gave them a final gift.
[Corpse Explosion]
Kaboom!
The territory’s people who had become undead and were killed again were turned into bombs instead of being revived.
Although I didn’t use a large amount of magic, it was an extremely powerful spell.
Although the severely damaged undead couldn’t be saved, this could create even greater chaos in exchange.
That’s enough for them.
Moreover, I still had a trump card, Elriya, whom I hadn’t called upon yet.
She was currently inside a dimensional fragment. However, it didn’t seem necessary to call her.
“There’s no need to create an excuse for my true identity to spread.”
For a while, I wanted to keep her existence hidden until the dragon was complete.
“Master!”
Meanwhile, Lucius and Kayla, who had escaped, were facing each other.
“You’re hiding the Master… Does the royal family really want me dead?”
A large wound was visible on Lucius’s left arm.
Kayla and Lucius were staring at each other, speechless, on the ground.
The other knights were showing signs of retreating.
When they faced each other head-on, Kayla launched a surprise attack, and in that moment, Lucius, who had realized the Master’s presence, somehow managed to defend himself.
On the ground lay the bodies of dead knights and cavalry, as well as skeleton knights.
However, there was a big difference between them.
The Skeleton Knights began to rise one by one.
And they started to dash towards the Undead Knights to join forces.
“…Damn it, does that black magician’s power seem infinite?”
A faint sense of anxiety was etched on Lucches’s face.
He must have realized it through direct confrontation.
The specs of the Undead Knights were not inferior to those of their own Priogaha Knights.
Without a Master, no matter how much support they received from the knights, it was impossible to win without taking damage. Moreover, even if they had warhorses, they couldn’t maintain their full strength for long.
It was obvious that their strength would plummet after just three clashes.
Therefore, he thought he had to quickly take out the Master in front of him and kill me.
A faint flow of mana was felt, and Lucches’s wounds began to heal.
“Artifact troops.”
“You’re a female Master. Aren’t you ashamed to be with a black magician?”
Kailra didn’t respond.
“The royal family has forgotten their honor. Disgusting….”
Despite having a perfect opportunity, he couldn’t assassinate them in one strike.
So, Kailra seemed to focus solely on defense, not revealing any weaknesses.
It seemed he had chosen practicality over pride.
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Lucches sensed Kailra’s intentions.
If time passed like this, he would be at a disadvantage.
Therefore, he had no choice but to launch an aggressive attack.
“…Kill me.”
Lucches charged towards Kailra.
[Restraining Shadow]
I reached out my hand towards him.
◈ Punishment