The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 15
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The soldier shouted save (15)
Episode. 3
What does it mean that my profession has changed to Necromancer?
The change that came with the message was disconcerting.
[Goal Scenario: Completed ‘The Path of the Necromancer’.]
[‘Pre-order Purchase’ is activated.]
[Achievement Shop: Purchase ‘Change Detailed Class’. -4000pt]
[The subclass will be changed from ‘Warlock’ to ‘Necromancer’.]
‘… … What is this?’
The view changes.
The world I had seen so far overlapped with a world in black and white.
The spirit that resembled a white ball appeared to be a human with fully grown limbs.
‘… … Damn, what should I do?’
Spirits pour down like rain from the sky.
I feel sick and take a step back, but the spirit doggedly follows me and enters my body.
Hehehe, it’s cozy! It’s cozy!
Thank you for freeing me!
Can I live here?
My head hurts.
Although the soul had the appearance of an adult, it seemed as if its mental age had decreased and it was talking like a child.
“Everything, get out of my body… …!”
He struggles to speak, suppressing the sound of his head exploding.
-phut!
A white light bursts before my eyes, and a spirit leaves my body and ascends into the sky.
“Gasp, gasp, gasp… … .”
The unpleasant sensation of having my internal organs stirred still lingered in my body.
As I slowly exhaled and calmed my body, I heard a low, beautiful voice.
“You are a true necromancer.”
Turn your gaze following the voice.
The priest was looking at me with a cold face.
“……I am.”
“Shh. Stay still and don’t move.”
The priest kneads the gold like dough.
Thin and long shape.
The spear made in the priest’s hand was golden.
“… … .”
My hands move instinctively at the sight of a priest armed with a weapon.
-Clang.
A hand wrapping around a handle.
As I took a stance as if I was going to draw my sword, the priest stopped his advance.
“What is your name?”
“Allen.”
“What about your family?”
“One younger sister.”
Are personal questions bait?
The priest moves his legs, which had been stopped, and closes the distance.
-Slurp.
He drew his sword slightly as a warning not to come.
The priest, who had been staring at the sight, remained silent as if pondering something, then asked a question.
“Are you ready to draw your sword?”
“……okay.”
“It’s a bit unusual. How do you do it?”
As the priest waves his hand, the golden spear transforms into a sword.
A sword of similar length to the one I am holding.
The priest placed his sword on his waist and twisted his waist with all his might.
“Like this… … bending your knees? Hmm, that’s difficult. How do I get into that position?”
The priest, who had been following my posture in uncomfortable clothing, made an “ugh” sound and placed his hand on his waist.
I twisted my back too hard, and it felt like I sprained it.
“… …What are you doing?”
“Ahhh… I tested it. A good necromancer can even take over another’s body while in a spirit state.”
The priest speaks, looking into the air.
“Actually, the necromancer’s soul disappeared without a trace before I could even consecrate him. … … However, that pose seems difficult to imitate unless you’re a swordsman.”
The priest laughs awkwardly, then suddenly his expression hardens.
-dump.
The priest sat down on the floor with his back straight and looked up at me with a tearful face.
“… … Please save me, my back… I think I’m in serious trouble.”
“Can’t it be healed?”
“I have put all my effort into enlightening the soul… … .”
No, it’s not a kid.
“Please raise your body… … .”
He takes his hand off his sword at the sight of the foolish priest.
“Catch it.”
He approaches the priest, puts his shoulder out, and supports his slender body.
Then she pressed her body against mine, brought her lips to my ear and whispered quietly.
“Gotcha, necromancer.”
As I pulled my face back in surprise at those words, I heard a giggling sound.
“Were you fooled?”
“… You seem to have a lot of strength, so why don’t you walk alone?”
“Ah! Why! I was just joking!”
The priest hangs on my shoulders with his arm around me.
“I’m telling you, my back is really hurt. Please carry me.”
He looks back with a displeased face.
The priest who met our eyes smiled faintly, pretending to be kind.
I let out a small sigh and carried her body on my back.
“Ah, ah! My back! Can’t I walk without shaking?”
“If you get off my back, I’ll find a zombie that can carry you without shaking.”
“Now that I think about it, it’s more comfortable to be a little shaken up.”
I turn my head back in disbelief.
The priest raises his arms with an excited look on his face and says.
“Let’s go!”
How long has it been since I felt so angry boiling in my stomach?
I’m so pissed, should I just throw it on the floor?
As I was seriously thinking about that, I heard a serious voice.
“Are you suddenly able to control souls?”
“I don’t know either.”
“… … I want to find a reason somehow, but it’ll be difficult.”
The priest pats my back like he’s putting a child to sleep.
A golden light flashes from behind and seeps into the body.
“You don’t have to be cautious. I’m erasing the remnants of your soul that were left inside your body. Isn’t that much more comfortable?”
Contrary to her words about being comfortable, she is overcome with sleepiness.
A familiar feeling.
I stopped walking as old memories came to mind.
… … Yeah, that’s right.
This is what a priest is like.
I lowered her body to the floor.
“Oh my, are you tired already?”
“I feel uneasy holding a bomb.”
“Huh…? What does that mean?”
“Aren’t you still doubting even now? Whether I have been swallowed by the necromancer’s soul or not?”
I said, throwing my weapon on the floor.
“I won’t resist, so take a look as you wish.”
The priest’s face, which had been smiling at my words, returns to a blank expression.
“Hmm… … .”
She asked, crossing her arms as if contemplating something.
“Are you familiar with the ways of the priests?”
“Because I was a palace soldier.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“The reason priests are good is to deceive the wicked, so said the palace priest.”
“Haha, that’s an interesting statement. I may not agree with it, but it’s not wrong.”
The priest, who had regained his smile, speaks with a bitter face.
“A priest who is good at lying will survive longer.”
Did he feel like he didn’t need to hide his cool-headed side?
The priest claps his hands with a calm face.
A brilliant golden light sweeps over my body.
“… … Ugh.”
It was an unbearable pain.
It felt like someone was squeezing my internal organs.
“Actually, I was planning to subdue you when I got a chance. I was sure of it when I got on your back.”
The priest spoke to me, clutching his chest and kneeling, looking down at me with his eyes level.
“The soul of a necromancer is in your body.”
At those words, he looks down at his stomach with wide eyes.
Then, something appeared in the corner of my field of vision.
[Soul Slot 1 – Corpse Sorcerer Deckard]
*You can activate Deckard’s ‘Command World’.
As I stare intently at the writing, my vision gradually darkens.
[The world of command is activated.]
The color disappears.
The green grass turns black, and the brown tree trunks turn white.
A world in black and white.
A split male voice was heard there.
Please get me out of here… … .
I turn my head to follow the voice.
The shadow that follows behind my heels.
There, a human figure made of clay was crying and begging for me.
[Will you free the soul of Corpse Sorcerer Deckard?]
[Note: If you release Deckard’s soul, ‘The World of the Dead’ will no longer be available.]
Deckard, the corpse sorcerer.
The necromancer of Dane Village was really inside me.
Please, please make me a Buddha… … .
It was as if the souls trapped inside the skeleton were hoping to be freed.
“… … .”
The priest, who had been quietly observing my face, claps his hands and releases divine power.
The brilliant golden light erases the black and white world and creates colors that have disappeared from the world.
[‘Command World’ ends.]
The field of vision returns to normal.
The priest examines my condition and speaks.
“It doesn’t seem like the body was taken away. … … Besides, the necromancer’s soul seems to have been subdued for some reason.”
The priest raises his body with a worried expression on his face.
“Only priests, wizards, and fellow necromancers can subdue the soul of a necromancer.”
The priest looks at my face and asks.
“I can’t see the priest or wizard, so can you explain how I can subdue the spirit?”
Priests are beings who live to kill necromancers.
However, the priest in front of him was different from the palace priest who didn’t even blink an eye even when hundreds of people died.
“What is your name?”
“… … This is Eris.”
Although she tried to control her expression to appear calm, Iris’s hands were constantly wriggling as if hoping for a hopeful answer.
“What would you do if I were a necromancer?”
At those words, Eris’s anxious hand movements stopped.
Iris looks straight into my eyes and says.
“Nothing will happen.”
“… … What does that mean?”
“It is true. … … If you had not lost your body, I would like to remember you as an ordinary soldier from the palace.”
He says with a laugh at Iris’ words.
“That’s not very priestly.”
“I often hear that the elders say that a mercenary would be more suitable than a priest.”
Eris, who had been smiling as if reminiscing, slowly hardens her face.
“after…….”
Eris let out a long breath, picked up the sword she had thrown on the floor, and held out the handle.
A longsword used by a warrior who was transformed into a skeleton.
As I took the sword from Eris and placed it back on my belt, she declared with a sullen expression.
“The Pleiades do not ignore their benefactors.”
Eris clasps her hands together as if asking for forgiveness from the goddess.
“…even if the opponent is a necromancer.”
Rather than feeling reassured by Iris’s sincere appearance, I was worried.
Because the Emperor himself declared that necromancers were more dangerous than demons.
“Where are you going?”
“… I plan to go to the church in Tallinn. I have to report on the situation in Dane Village.”
Eris let out a deep, guilt-ridden sigh, wondering if she really intended to not report that she was a necromancer.
“… … .”
Living on the continent of Gerard as a necromancer is as difficult as living as a monster.
… If I die like this, will I be able to go back to before I became a necromancer?
It was difficult to find a solution on my own.
“I’ll tell you as we go.”
“…What are you talking about?”
I said as I walked past Iris and towards Tallinn.
“I’ll tell you everything about why I became a necromancer.”
As the priest, who had been staring at my face, nodded, I moved my legs that had been stopped.
I headed to Tallinn and told her everything that had happened so far.
“… So does that mean the warrior’s magic returned you to before you died?”
“This is something I have experienced many times here in Dane Village.”
If you’re a priest who’s closely related to the warriors, wouldn’t you know something about this ability?
As if living up to that expectation, Eris slowly nodded her head and began to tell a story that only the priest would know.
“I have read a similar story in the Bible. … It says that a hero who prays before a statue of a goddess is given another chance after death.”
After death, one more chance.
The story about the statue of the goddess and my situation sound similar.
“Is the statue of the goddess in the temple?”
“No, the statues of the goddess no longer exist in the world. They were all destroyed by necromancers decades ago.”
I thought it was a clue, but all the statues of the goddess were destroyed, not a single one remaining.
Let’s take a small breath, the priest said, examining my face.
“I don’t know if it will help, but there is a ‘restored statue of the goddess’ in Tallinn too. I think it is in the church basement… … .”
My eyes light up at those words.
“Can I go too?”
“It won’t be hard to see the statue of the goddess if I join you. … … Unless Allen is a necromancer.”
Eris stopped walking and looked at me, bowing her head.
“I’m sorry to say this after telling you that I won’t ignore your benefactor. … … I don’t think I can help you with a necromancer entering the sacred church.”
An unknown message appeared before my eyes.
Even though she understood that she had become a necromancer not by choice but by the power of another warrior, Eris firmly expressed her intention to refuse.
“I understand.”
After giving a cool answer, I patted Eris on the shoulder to tell her to raise her head.
Then, Eris smiled and said.
“Thank you, Allen. For trusting me. When we return to the church, I will find a way to remove the necromancer’s spirit from Allen’s body.”
I was convinced by what Eris had just said.
Necromancers and priests cannot be together.
The reason she’s trying to be kind to me is because she believes she can turn me back to how I was before I became a necromancer.
[‘Necromancer’ is a job acquired through the objective scenario.]
[Changes are not possible.]
What if we realize that even the power of the church cannot turn things back?
“If Allen is okay, would you like to learn about the warrior’s magic that can turn back time?”
I smile and respond to her words that try to help me in an unwanted way.
“I’ll just go to the bathroom for a bit and come back.”
“Oh, yes. Have a nice trip.”
As I turned toward the bushes on the road where Tallinn was visible at the end of my vision, Iris sat down on a flat rock, put down her bag, and relaxed her stiff shoulders.
I walked towards the deep bushes, out of Eris’ sight, and drew the sword at my waist.
“… … We need to solve the souls first.”
There is no hesitation.
Aim the tip of the sword at the heart and thrust it in in one breath.
-Phew.
The world changes as consciousness fades.
– Died from his own attack. [Confirmed]
-Loaded from auto-save. [Confirm]
Reach out and delete the message.
Then, a loud noise was heard from above.
Freedom! Freedom!
Can it enter the body?
I don’t think you can hear me?
Hehe, let’s just get in!
Look up.
The soul floating in the sky was falling like rain, trying to enter my body.
“Don’t come.”
The movement of the souls stops at my muttering.
Don’t come?
It can’t go inside the body, right?
“… … You guys can’t do it. You’re the only one who has business to attend to.”
The souls with puzzled expressions on their faces at my words parted to avoid my gaze.
All that remains in the sky is a single, dark soul.
Oh, how, me in a soul state?
As the confused necromancer’s soul flies high into the air and tries to escape, a message appears.
[Found the soul set to ‘Notification’.]
[Add ‘Corpse Shaman Deckard’ to ‘Soul Slot 1’.]
The shadow that stretches behind me splits thinly like a tree branch and reaches out towards my soul.
Hey, so you mean necromancy?
The necromancer’s soul tried to fly higher and higher to escape, but the shadow swallowed the necromancer’s soul in an instant like a snake stalking its prey.
“No! Spirits, it is time to return to the embrace of Freya.”
After the shadow that swallowed the soul disappeared.
When I turned my gaze to the slender beauty, I saw Eris surrounded by spirits with a stern expression.
“I know you want to play, but it’s time to go. In the next life, I hope you enjoy your full lifespan.”
Eris clasps her hands together and mutters.
The spreading golden light pushes the soul away and sends it up into the sky.
“It’s all over. The evil spirits will be destroyed, and the good spirits will go to Freya.”
How much of it was true?
Unlike before, he doesn’t seem to be struggling even though he used strong divine power.
“Yeah, why are you doing that?”
I smile and say this to Eris, who doesn’t realize that I have become a necromancer.
“I heard there is a statue of a goddess in the church in Tallinn. Is that true?”
“Oh, yes. It is a restored statue of the goddess, but the believers in Tallinn pray there. … Are you interested?”
A statue of a goddess who gives heroes one more chance after death.
He nods and says in response to Iris’s question, which is asked with an expectant face.
“I would also like to pray to Lady Freya.”
It’s time to uncover the secrets of Save.