Asther came back to the camp of his allies. With him are two of his undead wolves, carrying on their back the loot that the teen was able to take from the base of the bandits.Him running off to track the bandit that ran away was also part of the plan. That’s why nobody was worried about his sudden disappearance. However, Octavia in particular found it a bit odd that this teen could vanish without a trace. Almost as if his occupation is an assassin and not a necromancer.Asther could read the doubting on Octavia’s eyes at that moment. But he didn’t care about this. For all the teen cared, Octavia can keep on doubting him. Meanwhile, he’d just continue producing results. The same one that he showed as he finally stood in front of Claire.“How did it go?” The female noble asked.“Splendidly. I got a lot of things from their base.”“You stole from the bandits?” Octavia asked.“Why does that sound surprising? Everything they own is basically taken through underhanded and deceitful means s

There is a genuine look of shock and surprise mixed on Octavia’s eyes at that moment. She looked at Asther to see if the necromancer is just kidding around but, all that’s written on the man’s face is seriousness. The same kind that tells a person that they mean business.“You’re telling me that I need to fight all of them?” Octavia clarified.“Yup.” Was Asther’s short response.“Are you crazy?”“I’ve been called a lot of things.”“This is dangerous you know.”“I do…that’s why I’m making you do it.” Asther said.Octavia sighed. She knows that there’s no use trying to reason out with Asther. The necromancer has been very firm and strict with her training after all. And although this has consisted in nothing more than the continuous forcing of new ideals on her head, Octavia nevertheless wants to push through with the training. Not because she thinks she can learn anything from Asther but because she knows that she’d be able to prove him wrong this way.“You will use two methods in deal

Tall walls surround the city of Valezian. Even from afar, Asther could already recognize these. How could he not when these sturdy walls tower at thirty feet in heigh. That is how high the walls are.Upon getting near, Asther and his group are greeted the same way as in the teen’s village. There are guards on top of the walls who saw them coming and, one of these immediately went down to greet the group.However, the iron gates of the city are not opened for them. Instead, the guard used magic to get down. Stepping on a stone platform that stuck to he wall which also immediately descended. Reaching ground level.This reminder Asther of elevators back on earth. It’s a bit more medieval in how it looks but, as far as practicality is concerned, the stone platform is faster and more efficient.The guard himself didn’t look like a pushover. The man’s muscles are evident even with the armor he has worn on. And, on his chin is a long scar that extends up to his neck. Asther doesn’t know how

The day ended without much difficulty. As Asther commanded, Octavia remained by Claire’s side. Meanwhile, he himself continued observing the surroundings. Monitoring every person within the manor without missing a heartbeat.If it wasn’t for Ernest showing up at the most crucial moments, Asther would’ve been able to gather more intel. Unfortunately, this butler seemed to be on to him. That’s why Asther’s activities have been reduced further.Yet, even with this, there are a lot of valuable information that he is able to pick up. Basically, with how Ernest has been weary of him, Asther at least knows which spots within the manor contain some top secret information. Those which constantly has maids and butlers roaming around them.Of course these servants tried their best to not make it look obvious as well. But this effort is wasted on the likes of Asther. He could see right through them, just like how he has always seen through most of the lies back on earth. And, because of this, Ast

“What do you think of the new recruit?” Allan asked, looking at Asther from the corner of his eye.At the moment, the teen in question is being instructed by the head blacksmith Guffthan. These two individuals are so immersed in what they’re doing that, they don’t seem like they can notice the surroundings. The very reason why Allan could talk with his fellow disciple, Rudeus.“I think he’s full of it.” Rudeus said in an irritated tone.“You got that right. He comes here, says that he’s a magician and, wants to learn smithing in just a single day? What kind of bull is that?” Allan added.“It’s like he’s making light of us. Just because we didn’t receive a job class as good as his, he thinks that he can learn it easily.” Rudeus added.There is a good reason why the two of these are pissed with Asther. Everyone receives a job class at the age of fifteen. However, not everyone is happy with the job class that they receive. This doesn’t come as a surprise, especially for those who want a