“Boss!” Dylan screamed as soon as he reached the bandit hideout.Never has he been as excited in coming back there as he is at that moment. And why wouldn’t he? When he has just escaped certain death from a foe whose powers does not seem human.His heart still thumped loudly and, the bandits left in the hideout looked at him funny. Especially his boss. But Dylan doesn’t care. All he cares about is that he is finally safe.There would be punishment for him of course. But whatever this may be, as long as it isn’t death, the archer knows that he can take it. Being beaten up, cut, or not given food for a whole day. Dylan can take any of these. But before his sentence could be given, he first needs to deal with explaining everything to his boss. A man who began to walk towards him.Agathos. This is the alias used by the boss of the group of bandits since he has taken over the gang. Nobody knows what his real name is and, nobody dared dig into what this is. They’ve learned quickly after the
An inch, that is the space left before his dagger could reach Dylan’s throat. He immediately changed the course of his weapon. Throwing it outside the base as he dropped the unconscious bandit to the ground.The bandits didn’t understand what was happening. That’s why they looked towards the direction where the dagger went and, this finally cleared things up. All because of a teenager who emerged from the darkness, holding Agathos’ dagger in his hand.“To think that you’d notice my presence, I must say you’re quite impressive.”“You let Dylan escape and tailed him until he got here. I would say you’re smart but, showing your face to me? I think your idiocy is at an equal level.”“It’s only be idiotic if I end up dying.”“I guess that’s right.” Agathos leapt from where he stood. Just like that, he closed the distance between him and the intruder. His other dagger already in his hand and in striking motion.The teen dodged this attack easily which surprised Agathos. What surprised him e
Asther wiped out all of the bandits in the hideout. Right after he made an example out of Agathos, he quickly took down the others that were there. Even the ones who were running away aren’t able to escape Asther’s undead.After ten more minutes, everyone is dead except for Asther. He stood there all by himself, welcomed by the silence that he is very familiar with. The same silence that comes after the chaos of brutal killing and murder.Asther looked around and, he saw the items that have been dropped. He’s going to sort through this later because, there is something of a higher priority for him at that moment. Namely, getting Agathos’ soul.“System, what are my chances of turning a human into an undead?”[That depends on the gap between your ranks master. The wider the gap, the more difficult it would be for you to turn them into an undead.]“But it’s possible right?”[Yes master. Any living things besides plants, as long as they had a corporeal body, these can be turned into undea
Asther continued to go through the area. There is still something that he needs from this place. Something connected to his mission. Specifically, the intel on who it is that hired the bandits.“Now…if it were me, where will I put useful information like that.”Asther was just about to make another step when shadows suddenly formed on his foot. At least that is what it seemed at first. This is actually his own dark mana and, the particles of this quickly crept up his body. Reaching his head and, soon enough a new effect began to take place.Asther’s eyes glowed with a bright red tone. Aside from this visual appearance change, Asther also felt something happening to his mind. He could see memories. Not his own but that of Agathos.This made his head throb and sent another wave of pain that surged across Asther’s body. The teen was almost reduced to curling to the ground if not for the fact that he’s already familiar with the pain that he was experiencing. It’s almost the same as the on
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
“How many times do I have to say it?” Asther used a stick and placed it under Octavia’s sword wielding wrist. “You need to raise your hand a bit higher.”“What difference does that even make?” Octavia replied in annoyance.“For starters, it blocks out a lot of openings.” Asther replied.At the moment, Asther is giving private fighting lessons to Octavia. Although the female knight wanted to decline this, the order came straight from Claire and so, it isn’t something that the female knight could go against.Asther isn’t a big fan of it as well. For what it’s worth, he would rather have the two male soldiers to be trained under his wing. Not because they have more talent than Octavia but, because he knows that they would follow his commands and instructions; no questions asked.“I’ll reduce the number of openings just from raising my hand a bit higher?” Octavia asked in a doubtful tone.“Form is important in any fight.” Asther said. “It increases your chances of surviving.”This is a le
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
The group was finally on its last stop. After five whole days of travel, Claire said that they are nearing the city. Something which gladdened Asther who wanted to pick up the pace in improving and sharpening his skills.Before this, they made one last stop. They moved to a spot that’s near the exit of the forest but still far enough to not get noticed by the guards on top of the city’s walls.“We’re going to eat the remainder of our food here. We can continue moving afterwards.” She commanded and, her male soldiers gladly complied.These two are assisted by Octavia who began to cook and set up the eating area. Meanwhile, Asther watched as Claire went towards him. And just from the expression on her face, he already knows what it is that she would ask.“Hey.”“Nope.”“What do you mean nope?”“Nope. As in…I didn’t do anything to your knight okay?”Claire chuckled. “So you already know what I’m going to ask.”Asther is far from being oblivious of his surroundings. As an assassin, he has