Necro Master

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The loyalty to the place where the butchers live, and their hordes. They walk past the gravestones of the challengers, beginning to appear one by one.

- It's a town of butchers up ahead.

- Sleeping in their village. Effective.

Monsters sleep in town, unlike what they look like!

- I'm sleeping, too, so why am I writing on a gravestone?

- Blah, blah, blah, blah, when you wake up, it's meat.

- Uh, he woke up slaughtered. Poor thing.

Start with the tombstone of their story. An article about the slaughterers' villages. There were many types of gravestones.

- The size of the town is fine.

- I tried to subdue 10 veterans and failed. Extinction.

- I don't think the vet's coming here. And there's only 10 of them;

- How dare you. It has to be first-class in order to be viable.

- You thought you wanted to come? The system sent you here.

Seeing the tombstones, the faithfulness passes by with a heavy look on his face.

"A veteran."

Sometimes he was a veteran, too. The first phase of the master's war, the first phase, was the veteran. Obviously not now.

After all, the butchers were probably too much for the veterans. Of course, it is clear that you will not be the master's opponent.

‘There's nothing for me to worry about if I'm just going to send a veteran. ’

A Veteran and a Master. The gap between them was a lack of expression, even if it was the difference between heaven and earth.

‘Cosmos and dust. That would be the exact expression. ’

The system did not just put modifiers in front of the name of the job. The veteran was not weak in position, but not compared to the master.

How far did he go looking at the gravestones? At last, I see those primitive huts built far away.

The size of the huts was not for humans. It was much bigger than a man, much bigger than a butcher.

I raised my vision to dark speculation, so I could see it even though it was a long distance. It's gonna be hard to spot this approach from over there.

There is a butcher walking slowly towards you.

‘You look just like the Butcher. ’

The massive figure is much larger than the butcher, and the fat flesh is full of needle marks, like a stitch.

The loyalty of not having a good memory of the butcher frowned at the look of the butcher. Because of this, I gave an order to Daphne, who was marching forward with the Skeleton Infantry.

“That one, get him. ”

I didn't have to kill him right away. They were the ones who would become their own troops. We had to get to know them first.

* * *

The leader of the butchers. I'm sick of his manners. Kroc, who ran out of town for an excuse to hunt, tried to head south.

“South. Nothing to eat. But it's okay. I'm going to take a break. ”

Whenever the chief made a move, Kroc used the mountains to the south. It was a place where no one would come. So it was perfect to stay until the chaos of the chief calmed down.

It was difficult to climb the mountain range. And there was no reward even if it was hard to climb. But it was the perfect resting place for Kroc. They didn't die of starvation anyway. It was just an enormous appetite.

How long has it been since you left town so quickly and started moving south? Kroc could see. Skeletons that are prowling and moving are walking towards us.

Dallac.

Dalgric. Dalgric.

Dalgric. Dalgric. Dallac.

Dalgric. Dalgric. Dalgric. Dalgric. Dallac.

But Kroc didn't care much. This was the land of the undead. I have often seen a lot of skeletons pass by. We didn't have to fight each other or pay attention. Rather, if non-undead beings show up, they'll even fight together.

So Kroc just goes defenseless without thinking. I was curious because I was armed with fancy equipment to be called a commonly seen skeleton. But that was the end of the question. Other than that, I did not take any particular precautions.

After a while, a drool came out of his mouth. His gaze was set on loyalty.

“This is a human being! ”

But he put the spit back in. There are many undead around us. Possibly taken by the undead. Then I couldn't touch it.

“Phew. That's too bad. I can't eat. ”

But Kroc soon identified a strange airflow. Skeletons who thought they'd overdone themselves. It's because Skeleton Infantries are starting to surround themselves. By the time I realized it, I was already surrounded by infantry.

Kroc talks to the skeletons.

“Something. Something I need to know. ”

The skeletons open their mouths to Kroc.

“Gelgel.”

“GelGelgel.”

“Gelgelgelgelgelgel.”

It was hard to understand what he was talking about. But I didn't have to try to figure it out. Not long after Durahan appeared to be able to speak.

Durahan walks through the skeletons and tells Kroc.

[How rude. Looking at him with that look. Put your eyes down.]

The identity of Durahan was Devon.

Daphne's already seen it. The moment Kroc's gaze turned to loyalty, saliva flowed from his mouth.

Loyalty alone was a depron with absolute respect and loyalty. Is that so? Daphne can't help but pull the Dark Orcs to the Dagger.

[The one I serve is calling you. Follow me. I'll dig your eyes out if you do anything rash.]

Daphne threatens a larger rock than herself, as if she were going to slaughter it, even if it were dark.

The slayer was one of the undead with a fierce temper. However, Kroc settles down immediately after Durahan's threat.

"Hey, if you cut that, you're dead! ’

Kroc didn't know. What kind of power the Dark Orcs have. Well, even though I didn't know it, I had lost my past.

Kroc's size was much larger than the skeletons.

However, he decided he could not defeat the skeletons armed with strange weapons. The Pokémon has not been opponented by numbers.

Surprisingly, Kroc, who had a clever brain, immediately knelt on his knees. Before they really dug out two eyes.

“Poetry, do as you're told! Don't dig your eyes out! My eyes are precious! ”

If the opponent wasn't an undead, Kroc would have rebelled to the end. No matter how strong the enemy may be. But as the opponent is the same undead and seems to be trying to have a conversation, Kroc doesn't react desperately.

* * *

A rock drawn to the front of the enthusiast. As soon as he arrived, his loyalty slowly revealed dark jealousy. Then, a cool but overwhelming dark energy flowed from the body of the faithful.

Psst!

As dark speculation flowed from his loyalty, Kroc questioned. But his question could not continue. Soon, the dark speculation envelops you and stops hurting.

“Cough!”

Kroc was a creature that didn't need to breathe. However, his undead instincts made him suffocated. It was the ability of a superior being to resist the outburst of energy.

As he rests on the ice, Kroc is completely immobilized. I just shudder to fit into the size.

Whether he gave up his pride or not, Kroc begged for mercy.

“S-stop…! I was wrong!”

There was nothing to ask for forgiveness for. Loyalty was merely an attempt to subdue the aircraft.

Anyway, his enthusiasm was satisfied with Kroc's appearance.

‘Luckily, they weren't entirely foolish. ’

Murderer. They seem to have some intelligence and insight. The reaction made me think I know how to curl it. The roughly calculated loyalty quickly picked up dark speculation.

Pa 'a.

Once the dark speculation is recovered, it is only then that Kroc breathes. He had forgotten that he didn't have to breathe in the first place. I just choked on my elongated head as my loyalty plunged into dark jealousy.

“Well, thank you. I'm sorry, I misunderstood you as a human being. ”

I can't believe you mistook loyalty for human. Humans are right.

‘It doesn't matter what I thought……. ’

What mattered was the butcher. It didn't seem to help with the gravestones either. Loyalty wasn't about subjugation, it was about conquest.

I opened my mouth to a certain degree of enthusiasm.

“Now, let's begin. ”

* * *

His loyalty to talking to the butcher made him realize his name was Kroc. Loyalty was not the other question. I just heard the details about the assassins from him.

That, too, is straightforward. Only the necessary parts are extracted. There was nothing he wouldn't tell me. The man who was suppressed by the superiority of his power solved his story like a spy he had planted before.

“So, you guys are the strongest, right? ”

Crock answered a summary of the loyalty.

“Yes. The strong command them all. Kill the strong man yourself if you wish to give the order. ”

Their society was surprisingly straightforward. If you want to be the leader, you have to defeat the leader yourself. Of course, it was the story of the same butchers. If someone else defeats the butcher's leader, everyone is hostile. From then on, they were no exception to the undead like themselves.

But that's when I heard the system's voice as I was talking to Kroc.

[As a Master, you are attempting your first challenge to expand your territory.]

[Customized missions will appear to you.]

[Content: Conquer the slaughterers' villages and hand them over.]

[Reward: Second Characteristic 'Necromancer Contract’]

Is it because I became a master? The mission was given fluidly.

What's the Necromancer's contract, by the way? ’

It was clear that only one characteristic was given.

‘But can it be given in addition to this? ’

I thought so.

The system explained the Necromancer contract in detail.

[This reward will be given to you before you complete if you accept the mission.]

[However, we must complete the mission.]

[If the mission fails, you will lose your Master status and become a champion challenger.]

[And the second attribute given is recovered.]

[Necromancer Contract: Under the control of the system, only 'undead’ which is not part of the force may proceed. The terms of the contract shall be determined between the parties. If conditions are met, the contract is made through mutual consent.]

After finishing the explanation, the system asked loyalty. To be precise, the mission has not yet begun.

[Do you accept the mission tailored to you?]

[You won't be penalized if you don't accept.]

When I failed to accept the mission, the penalty was severe. It was a disqualification of the master.

‘I'm not disqualified from the challenge……. ’

Becoming a champion in the master was even more cruel. It was fortunate to have risen vertically to the master. If I became a champion, I couldn't calculate when I would become a master.

‘If you do not bear the burden, you do not gain. ’

However, loyalty did not worry much.

‘There's no need to worry. It must be done unconditionally. ’

A Necromancer contract. The description reflects a vague nature.

‘But it depends on how you use it. ’

Accept it as it is. The word ‘contract.’ I had to focus on that.

Honestly, even if the Necromancer contract had never existed, it would have conquered the slaughter villages.

‘But gaining this ability makes things easier. After leaving the situation and conquering it, you will be able to manage it properly. ’

It's been a long time since I've had a flick of loyalty.

And about a minute later. Loyalty told the system.

“I accept the mission. ”

Then the system replied.

[You have accepted the mission.]

[Obtain the Necromancer Contract.]]

The loyalty of hearing the system's answers has now changed the subject of the conversation. To Kroc, who awaits his word before his eyes.

“Work for me. I'll make you a big one.”