Before their surprised eyes, the Necromancer stopped struggling to get free, and he smiled. Tharn crossed his arms over his chest and asked, “So, tell me more about that group of yours, my friend. I am rather curious about how you achieved such an enormous army of Undead that you used to gather so much wealth. What did you intend to do with everything you robbed?”“Well, I am a member of a brotherhood of Necromancers, you see? I was once a Mage Summoner, and I was always trying to get rich. But because I had a low Level, the best I could do was to work as an Adventurer. During a mission, I lost my temper with my Party Leader, and I killed all six members of my Party. After that, I could no longer return to my Guild, so I pretended to be dead as well. The only thing left for me to do to earn a living was resort to robbery and assassinations. Almost one year ago, I found a Necromancer. He invited me to join his group, and then I met the most powerful man I have ever laid my eyes on. He
Istar slowly shook her head, with tears running down her face.She faced the dead Necromancer and answered, “If he killed my father or anyone in my family and turned them into Undead, and used them to kill more people, I would want to make him suffer. To make him beg for mercy. I would cut his eyes out and make him swallow them. I would rip his heart from his chest and squash it under my boot. I… I think I understand what you mean. It is just… all these deaths… because of just one Necromancer… And there are more like him out there… I… Sorry, it is too much for me to deal with right now. Can we get out of here? I don’t want to be here any longer.”“Sure, but we need to go to that other cave and take everything with us. Let’s go meet my Arias and see if they found a better way out, wider than the one we used to enter. It would be good to have your Elementals help carry everything to the outside.”She slowly nodded and followed him in silence, with the others right behind her and Synesia
Tharn looked back and smiled. He saw Istar’s Magic moving around her, in thin threads, touching everything around her as if she was a spider, checking her surroundings in the middle of a web.Iris felt the threads of Magic, and asked in a low tone from her place under Tharn’s shirt collar, “Is it my impression, or is she more powerful than most short-lives?”“Cathras are very good with Magic. They are not as good as Dragons or Fairies, but they still have a lot of Magic at their disposal. Their affinity with nature is probably what makes them so good with Magic, considering that Magic is all over the place in this World.”“I know that, but maybe it has something to do with that pendant you gave her? That thing is boosting with so much Magic, that it is making my hair twitch! Do you think it is safe for her to have that with her? If she loses control, I am not sure if that pendant can absorb more Magic!”“When the pendant reaches its limit, I can use the Magic. Or I just tell her to fo
Tharn and the others didn’t say a word. Everything was going according to plan. The rumour that a group of Adventurers took everything from a Necromancer’s hideout but the Necromancer escaped would work in their favour by making his friends think he was still alive.With the Adventurers’ help, they separated into a pile the weapons and armour that looked more intricate and would be easier to find the owners and the normal-looking ones into another pile for the Guild to sell. After they got a change of clothes, they pulled Tharn up from his chair and went out to take a bath.There were still many people on the street who asked what they did to get all those things they brought, and they refused to say anything and waved goodbye.Synesia opened the door of the bathhouse, and after talking with the one in charge, he guided them to another room for them to take off their clothes, and he even told them they could put everything on an empLord Tharn Zon Chapter 32 – Late bath
When they finished and got out of the bathtubs, Tharn opened the taps again, but instead of asking Kek to help with his tail, he summoned Byia Calla, his friendly Water Dragon, and asked her to clean the bottom of the bathtubs.When all the water was out, he closed the taps again and said, “Byia, can you use your Water attacks to clean the floor? And put fresh water in those bathtubs, okay?”
Tharn gently caressed Istar’s hands and said, “That is good, Istar. It shows that you care and you are still the kind girl I met when I appeared in the middle of that summoning circle in your School. I have already killed far too many Undead to remember their faces. They are just a blur that doesn’t make me feel anything, but I keep on seeing the people that died in front of me. People that I was too slow or couldn’t save because I was doing something else, or fighting with someone. Those are the faces I keep seeing. From the moment I wake up until I fall asleep. Sometimes, I dream about them, and that is when I have horrible nightmares. I regret not being able to save them. And I also have a lot of remorse for doing things that caused their deaths. But instead of going along the Dark Path, I focus on my hatred for the Dark Necromancer. The one that caused
System Sword Record 3, World TherospIn the dark void, my Master and I were waiting for the Portal to appear.He was sleeping, and I kept on analysing the darkness. Then I sensed it. The familiar surge.“Master, wake up! Master! World detected. Portal connected. Get ready, Master.”“<