Episode 148. The territory of Borghien, located near the northern border of Majiang,
had virtually no inhabited land compared to its vast land. Since it is located in the north, it is natural that it is colder than anywhere else in the empire, and the population is not large due to the barbarians of the snowy mountains who often come down to plunder.
Kwadeuk!
A black subspace opened in the air, and a black hand came out and broke the Bloody Wolf’s neck.
The same thing happened simultaneously, and dozens of wolves lost their lives in an instant.
‘It’s terrifying.’
It was a landscape that I was able to face while following Morne.
In order to break the wolves’ necks at the same time like that, calculations were also calculated, but dozens of undead had to be individually ordered.
Seeing Morne do such a thing without blinking an eye, I could see why he was called the godfather of necromancers.
“You just got lucky. Coincidentally, the place where the meeting was held and the place where the horseman is located are not far.”
While Luna rummaged through the dead wolves, Morne walked with his hands behind his back, looking like he had just come out of a drink.
“Did you know each other from the beginning?”
“If you say it from the beginning, it’s a bit ambiguous. I must have known him about 50 years ago.”
“Fifty years ago…Trawler hasn’t made a demonic sword yet.”
“yes. At that time, he was an ordinary blacksmith that can be seen everywhere. And when he came to see me, he was just one of those men who had a tragic experience.”
From Morne’s words, it seems Trauler had visited Morne first.
By the way, I wonder how an ordinary blacksmith came to make a magic sword.
It’s a story I didn’t know, so I couldn’t help but be curious.
“It’s amazing that an ordinary blacksmith made a demonic sword.”
“At that time, I was just an ordinary blacksmith. However, after making the magic sword, I have a skill that cannot be called ordinary. As far as I know, he is probably the most outstanding blacksmith among humans in existence.”
Morne focused on the empty space as if lost in a flashback for a moment.
“My child, most of the people who come to me in this damn world are mostly misfortunes or tragic figures. It is the fate of a well-known necromancer.”
“Can I ask more about what you mean?”
“Think about it. Do you think some people will come to the notorious necromancer on their own?”
A person who seeks a notorious necromancer… ….
Aren’t they the ones who come to use force?
I’ve experienced it myself, but the Necromancer’s influence on war was almost absolute.
Even the Aura Master knelt down, so there’s no need for long words.
“Aren’t they people who want war?”
“haha. It’s a plausible idea, but it’s wrong. Unsurprisingly, warmongers don’t like necromancers. Rather, they regard the necromancer as a kind of foul play and deliberately rule it out.”
“Do you dare to rule out?”
“As you know, necromancy is magic that has no choice but to leave traces. Since it is bound to be revealed the moment it is used, it does not come into contact with the necromancer unless it is affected by the gate of extinction. The moment someone hires a necromancer, you and I will call the necromancer and start a proxy war.”
In war, too much fraudulent ability is rather avoided.
From my point of view, these are pitiful thoughts, but people in this era have many things to consider, so I thought it might be enough.
“Then who the hell is coming?”
“It literally means. They are people who have suffered tragedy and become unhappy. Tragedy here usually means the death of someone around you.”
“ah….”
I was finally able to notice.
People who insist on looking for necromancers.
They were the people who came because of the necromancer’s primitive abilities.
“You’re trying to revive it.”
“okay. So far, so many people have come to me. Someone wanted to reverse the death of their parents, and someone wanted to wake up the woman they loved again. And among them, the greatest misfortune I felt was none other than the death of my child.”
Having said that, Morne’s eyes looked moist for some reason.
I tried to take a closer look at his face, wondering if I was mistaken, but Morne suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky.
“Is death a misfortune?”
“That is a difficult question.”
“It’s a question that can’t be answered.”
Having experienced Lethe’s dungeon, I felt that even death could be a blessing.
Of course, I absolutely do not want to die now, but in the end, the value judgment about death seemed to depend on the current situation.
As necromancy is an ability directly related to such death, this was definitely something to think about.
“Anyway, Trauler was one of those people. As I just said, he was the one who came with the greatest misfortune.”
“Is your child dead?”
“It was like that when I saw it. But he only said to hold the chilly child and raise him up again. He had a light attitude, as if he had come to repair a toy. Yes, he was half insane at the time.”
As we talked, we were able to arrive at the remnants of the wall that looked like ruins before we knew it.
The collapsed castle walls and the place where the stones that were originally supposed to be castles sat down hideously were all broken to such an extent that it was difficult to find intact parts.
kang! kang!
But, ironically, the sound of hammering could be heard from among the ruins.
Curiously, the sound of the hammering had not been heard at all while walking all the way here.
“Are you the one your grandfather told you about?”
“Perhaps.”
We approached the source of the sound.
And finally, I was able to witness the bizarre scenery.
kang!
In an empty lot, a heavily-clad man was striking something with a hammer.
There was frost all around him, but as he got closer, he could feel the temperature drop.
“A mana anomaly?”
I had no choice but to explain it that way.
If not, it’s a story about Trawler’s ability, but as far as I know, he didn’t have this ability.
“Long time no see Trawler.”
When Morne called out to him, the hammer that had been slamming down with all its might stopped moving.
Then he slowly turned his head to look at us.
“You don’t know? You are late.”
“It’s later than expected to bring this child.”
Morne pointed at me and said.
The man gave me one look and then silently started holding the hammer again.
“Please wait a moment. We finish our work and talk.”
Boom!
As far as I know, forging was about hitting hot metal with a hammer, but I couldn’t see any fire anywhere.
On the contrary, in this freezing cold place, the man who was pounding a lump of black metal with only an anvil and a hammer looked like he was crazy.
‘If I hadn’t known that he was a trawler, I would have thought he was really crazy.’
Reputation was also important.
Because the impression changes depending on who is the owner of the action.
Trawler, who had been banging on the iron for a long time, looked around with the result, which, to me, had no change, unlike the first one, and nodded.
“You’ve been waiting for a long time. Come with me.”
It’s hard to understand that it’s such a craftsman’s world.
The place where Trawler followed was a corner of the collapsed castle wall.
The wreckage of the castle wall was stuck in the ground like a comfortable chair to sit on. The trawler who brought us asked as he took off his thick coat.
“Who are those two anyway?”
“They are like my grandchildren.”
“Grandchildren? Are you senile?”
“Hehe, maybe.”
Morne, who laughed at Trawler’s rude words, introduced us soon after.
“That is the daughter of Luna Pendragon Eve Millennium.”
“hi?”
When Luna greeted her innocently, Trawler let out a strange admiration.
“Is this the daughter of Eve? It would be hard to say no just by looking at it.”
Then he turned his gaze to me and asked.
“Who are you?”
“nice to see you. My name is Adrias Cromwell.”
I greeted them politely.
But it seems that Trawler was more interested in my name than my attitude.
“Cromwell? As for Cromwell… ….”
Trawler moved his gaze slowly and looked at Morne.
But Morne, ignoring his gaze, spoke to me.
“Baby.”
“Yes, godfather.”
“Aren’t you curious about whose hands my undead equipment passed through?”
“ah!”
Could it be that the undead equipment was made by Trawler?
As mankind’s best blacksmith, matching the undead’s equipment is luxurious.
‘Wait a minute, then can I get soybean paste right now?’
As I looked at Morn with expectant eyes, he burst out laughing.
“Heh heh heh! I didn’t know you would make that face.”
“Because it’s true to be expected.”
At that time, Trawler, who had been listening by the side, frowned.
“Inspired. The reason why I made weapons for the old man’s skeletons was because he was the old man. Do you really think I will make such crude things again?”
“Didn’t I tell you that this bastard is like my grandson? How is my face that brought me this far?”
“I just wanted to say hello since I haven’t seen you in a while, I didn’t intend to do chores like that. Find another bastard.”
The words grumbled at each other, but it was felt that they had known each other for a long time.
Trawler must have been through some bad things, from what Morne had just heard, but he didn’t feel that way now.
‘Well, I said it happened 50 years ago.’
More than that, I hope Morne will convince Trauler.
“No matter how old you are, you can’t do it. There are not just one or two undead, and my pride won’t allow me to make equipment for that much undead.”
“Since when do you guys say you took care of your pride? You were doing nothing but trivial things just a moment ago.”
“You have no hair! That’s all research. All my works are born this way.”
“Tsk tsk. Shouting out loud that I was lucky enough to forge a demonic sword… …. It’s done man! I’m dirty too, so I’m just pitiful.”
no godfather
If the person who needs to be persuaded a little more gets angry and says he’s just going… ….
I was in a hurry.
So, I summoned Nickel with the intention of doing something first.
“huh?”
The black subspace opened, and Nickel fluttered his uniform and walked out.
Certainly, it was a unique summoning as much as it had an ego.
And as soon as he saw such a nickel, not only Morne but also Trawler showed interest.
“Is this your undead?”
“That’s right.”
Morne’s expression ignited his longing for Nickel, as if he wanted to chew, bite, taste, and enjoy it right now.
“What the hell is the material? Seeing that the fluttering clothes are translucent, did you become one with the undead?”
“that is….”
“Ho! The level looks pretty good. Their movements are also different from those of the normal undead. As if thinking and moving… ….”
Before I could answer, I spoke to Trawler, leaving Morne, who was handling, examining, and analyzing the nickel.
“I only have five undead. And there are only two guys who need gear.”
“As I said before, I no longer make undead weapons. If you really want it, just go to the famous smithy in the empire and pay for it. That will help a lot.”
“Can I ask you one thing, Trawler?”
Eventually, I decided to try to convince Trawler.
“what?”
“What exactly is the reason why Trawler doesn’t make equipment for the undead now?”
“Like all blacksmiths, I just don’t like having the weapons I made fall into the wrong hands.”
“Does that mean that if my undead level is high, they will make me a weapon?”
“Undead are undead. High and low levels are meaningless. Right now, the old man’s Death Knight is at a level that most knights can lightly play with. What I want to say is that I want to give my sword to those who know how to wield a sword with their own will, not those puppets.”
got caught
I sang Nickel with a smile of repentance.
“nickel.”
Nickel, ignoring Morne’s touch, slowly lowered his sword and practiced cutting, then approached my call. Then, Nickel stood in front of Trawler.
“You said it clearly.”
“What?”
“You said you would make weapons for those who wield the sword with their own will.”
“yes.”
After answering, Trawler looked at me and Nickel carefully, as if he realized something soon.
“Are you really trying to say that this guy has a will?”
And I slowly pulled out Galaksur to prove Nickel’s ego.
“What about it?”
