hello and welcome back guys glad to see you around make yourselves comfortable and enjoy this is Book of the Dead chapter 101 damn it tiring cursed I think a more potent choice of language is appropriate in these circumstances elevating to is a basic step but more colorful words can be employed to magnify the effect puke filled bags is a personal favorite why didn't I expect this it's so obvious that this would happen I think you didn't want to consider it worried about what a pain in your soft
fleshy backside it would be and now is you wish you had a soft fleshy backside TIR and grumbled as he jumped down from the cart the very same cart they would need to abandon the narrow trail that led up into the barrier mountains had been wide enough for the cart to travel on if only just naturally as the incline steepened and the terrain grew more rough the trail became even more narrow soon it grew so narrow that the cart would no longer fit which meant they would need to abandon it if they wa
nted to go any further it makes a lot of sense when you think about it why would they cut the road any deeper into the impassible mountains of death after they'd reached the Quarry there's literally no reason to do it and from what I understand cutting roads into mountains is hard work tyum pulled his new thicker cloak tighter around his shoulders as he inspected the trail as his skeletal friend had suggested it was clear that they had reached the end of what the villagers had bothered to carve
when working on this path they passed the Quarry over a kilometer back and this extension likely only existed because they'd been looking for more useable Stone icy cold wind whistled down from the mountain that Rose like a wall before him and he pulled his cloak even tighter Blood and Bone that's cold he shivered what did you think it would be like up here just as an aside I don't feel the cold thanks Dove I also don't feel anything else though so there's that do we need to have this conversati
on now Tyron said as he tried to peer ahead and find a way to get closer to the burgeoning rift we've got a situation to deal with something I've noticed in the time I've been around you hon is that there is always a situation to deal with if there isn't a situation that needs dealing with you will promptly stick your Good Samaritan neck out and create one the result is that my offer worldly patience has vanished deep into the recesses of the astral sea and so I'd like to have this conversation
now fine Ty and growled but I'm going to take a look up ahead I'll just bring you with me he marched over and plucked Dove from his traditional position on the cart's corner post and tied him to his belt oh the belt can't you just carry me the ground is uneven I might need my hands fine make sure you bring some bony boys of course they'd encountered a few kin here on the slope but thankfully not many even so it would be foolish to run around without protection they marched forward up the incline
the skeletons dealing with it better than Tyron he was a child of the Plains not used to this sort of terrain and he hated every minute of it so Dove chur when are you finally going to allow me the sweet release of death Tyron rolled his eyes soon he said now see here that's you know it's I know it's that bird over there knows that it's kill me already it's not that easy Dove tyon protested one I don't want to kill anyone let alone my friend and two if you're gone then I'll be all alone out her
e you'd have your your is not human look that's just straight up racist what if the dust is heard you talk like that or the stone Bloods you should be ashamed of yourself you know what I mean Dove yes I do and I think it's stupid not to put too fine a point on it but most humans have a face do I have a face Tyron no I do not they also have genitals fun wonderful genitals I do not have those tyon I may have ghost balls though and I want to find out what I can do with them The Necromancer hung his
head he was ashamed that he had dragged out Do's on life far beyond what he had initially promised the Summoner had never wanted to live like this had protested vigorously against it to be honest nevertheless he had accompanied Tyron for more than a month as an undead skull Faithfully offering his advice wherever he could or acting as a soundboard for ideas as they discussed magic together there was no real way he could justify keeping his friend around any longer that wasn't purely selfish he
wanted Dove to stay desperately but Dove didn't want to remain it was as simple as that fine he said finally what really the young Mage glared down at the skull tied to his waist isn't this what you wanted well yes it is I just figured you were going to be a right prick about it right this is great well kid it's been a pleasure to meet you and behold your giant ball sack in action truly now smash me on a rock or something not this second tire and groaned let me get a camp set up and I want you t
o take a look at the rift for me you know a hell of a lot more about Rifts than I do I'll be totally useless even after I find the damn thing I also promis to teach you my favorite eye technique didn't I dove mused his enthusiasm damping down all right fine then that should only take a couple of days I can wait that long is that a cave it goes to show how distracted he was that tire and didn't even notice it yet dove with his cripplingly poor Undead eyesight had been able to find it the mouth of
the cave had been hidden behind a few branches and Scrub but not much relatively close to the direct line that ran from the rift to the village and with a small Mountain tributary running nearby the cave was all he could have hoped for if a little cramped it took hours to unload the cart and transport the contents prioritizing the supplies the people of kagle had given him they hadn't been able to spare much but had given what they could to help him survive the cold he pegged down a canvas to c
over the opening as best he could and once again lamented his entirely too poor survival skills would it have killed him to travel with his parents at least a couple of times no point crying about it now he admonished himself the cave wasn't large enough to fit his minions inside so he tried to find a few places they could gather outside of the wind but remained nearby while he kept his ghosts out on watch in the renant by his side I think that ought to do it Tyron said wiping the sweat from his
brow and sitting on his bedro a small fire crackled near the mouth of the cave sheltered from the wind and the warmth was just enough to take the edge off the cold we can't be too far from the rift Dove mused I can sense strange movements in the magic around here and it's unusually thick this cold isn't totally natural either Tyron nodded grimly it wasn't unusual for Rifts to have some sort of effect on the surrounding area but wasn't a certainty either if this Rift dropped temperatures even fu
rther then the people of kagle may eventually need to relocate further down the mountain the winters would be brutal right then time to learn some magic kid do announced I've got a few items I need to cross off the bucket list and then I can kick the bucket let's get to it The Necromancer aside and tried to ignore the twinge of pain in his chest he didn't have the right to ask Dove to continue his existence so he didn't instead he brought out his notebook and began to scribble in it as the skull
lectured him on the particulars of ocular magic how many skeletons Brun asked making note on a filthy page ripped from his Satchel over 40 Catlin replied her expression Grim the old Slayer whistled through a gap in his teeth as he scribbled something down that's more than I would have expected he said a lot more now the Bounty is starting to make a little more sense not all the way so sense but we're getting there catlyn stared at the disheveled man with consternation that's it you aren't a lit
tle more worried he practically has an army of Undead following him around I'd be dead right now if it weren't for something distracting him I can't believe you were caught Laurel said glancing sideways at her fellow Ranger how did a magic wielder manage to keep up with you he didn't have to catlyn ground out he has ghosts and skeletons and spells to do that for him so what Rufus hared expression filled with contempt his skeletons are weak so long as enough of us go at once then there's no way w
e can lose run Shrugged that's up to you lot he said if you want to split the Bounty further then you make an agreement and write it down all gentlemanly like I'll hold on to it for you so there won't be any funny business Laurel scanned the group quickly her eyes flicking over the 10 faces of the iron ranked Slayers some looked on plus to hear just how many Undead they were up against whereas others didn't appear to care only catlyn appeared to be afraid you're making a mistake she warned Brun
he's a lot stronger than your giving him credit for L I'd have run up that mountain and killed him myself days ago but the acmy want you shits to do it so I'm sitting on my hands 200 sovereigns is enough to have you living like a noble for a good few years that kind of coin doesn't land in your lap without a little risk now where is this stupid Village the ranger St stared at him for a moment before she slumped giving in fine I'll show you the way I just hope we can work together and not all end
up dead she turned on her heel and began to walk the others hefted their packs and fell in behind Rufus joked to the front to stand with her Laurel following after a few seconds hey how are you Rufus flashed Catlin a smile and the girl scalled back at him if you want to make a deal then spit it out she said rufus's smile faltered but he recovered soon after Laurel chuckled straight out with it that's good This Is A Dangerous Mission and we need to be clear about things this is my partner he ges
tured to Laurel who nodded politely she's a ranger like you we've agreed on a 50/50 split but we might consider expanding that and widening the group considering what we're up against is that right catlyn said looking straight ahead as she continued to March at the front of the group I'm also open to paying for information Rufus said so far you're the only one of us to lay eyes on the Bounty I'm sure you managed to learn a lot maybe she grunted did you even manage to Take a Shot Laurel asked a h
int of mocking in her voice of course I did catlyn snapped before she regained her composure of course I did which was the first mistake I made she fell silent and Rufus raised his brows his expression open and eager for her to continue she scalled at him no information for free she spat 10% cut just for the information agree right now and I won't sell it to anyone else Rufus looked like he wanted to argue but Laurel cut him off smoothly that's fine she said though for 20 gold sovereigns this wo
uld need to be good information you'll have to judge that for yourselves now you've already paid for it you don't get paid unless we claim the Bounty Laurel reminded her so I presume you'll be doing your best to make that outcome a reality if you want me to help fight I want a larger share let's hear the story first Rufus broke in frowning we can sort the rest out after that fine chapter2 Tyron huddled in his cave and tried not to feel too miserable he was helping people he reminded himself good
people who had fought and bled for their homes people who had shown him a little kindness and appreciation something that he'd sorely needed you feel like don't you Dove asked him it's fine open quote The Necromancer replied shortly not all sunshine and Roses is it Dove mocked him when I was a Slayer I got paid handsomely for my efforts was lionized by the people and the ladies fell over themselves to land in my lap the skull fell silent as he reminisced on those wonderful days and nights espec
ially the nights the drinks had flown freely and his bed had seldom been cold back when he'd had a mouth for drinking and a for screwing the good times but you get none of that he continued sitting in a cave chewing on moldy bread and hoping the people you rescue aren't going to kill you for it Tyron shoved a hard piece of crust in his mouth he really had to work his jaw to get through it it's not moldy he said mouth still full of food not yet anyway the Mage finished his chewing and swallowed t
he loaf settling as a solid lump in his stomach would he even be able to digest it what's your point he sighed you want me to pack up and leave abandon these people yes that is what I want after you release my soul anyway to be clear I want two things first release my soul then get the out of here in that order you don't want to Ogle your naked Tyron asked brow raised a moment of silence I want three things Dove clarified the young man chuckled and poked the fire once more it was cold up here bi
tterly cold the influence of the rift was growing stronger by the day and after three nights up in the mountain he was starting to yearn for the lower ground twice he had mounted a charge further up the mountain to find the rift and twice been rebuffed the first attempt had been thwarted by a sudden storm the second by a surge of Rift kin there had been a steady trickle of monsters making their way down the mountain but this had been a larger pack of almost 100 on the difficult terrain his skele
tons had struggled to battle uphill but eventually they had fought off the kin drained of magic and with many minions in need of repair Tyron had reluctantly retreated Ed on Dove's advice I want to die kid but I don't want to get you killed to achieve it the former Summoner had admonished him and he had agreed after considering his options here they were on the third night no closer to the rift itself exhausted cold and weary beyond words in some ways it had been nice to sit and stay in one plac
e for a few days but this was hardly the ideal location for it in a small cave as the wind whistled down from the mountains bringing an unnatural chill along with it may as well keep edit he told himself as he ordered the next of his Undead inside they aren't going to fix themselves near constant fighting had left many of his skeletons with cracked or missing bones Each of which required his attention what I really need is a skeleton Dr minion and Undead that can mend the others so I don't have
to spend all this time doing it in a perfect world tyon would have minions able to perform most of the menial chores required to create and upkeep his Undead the amount of Labor required to create a functioning skeleton was only increasing As Time passed and the same went for maintenance after every battle he had to commit to long hours of work replacing any Undead that were lost and fixing any damage perhaps necromancers would utilize the same Master Apprentice system that many Mages did a mast
er would be able to Palm off many menial tasks to The Apprentice who would be able to gain experience and practice their skills in return it would be a better system but High and had an irritating itch if he knew one of his minions wasn't functioning as well as he could make it how could he trust someone else to do the work even now he hadn't finished replacing the weave in just under half of his skeletons taking them apart and stitching them back together took over an hour each massaging the fi
ngers of his right hand he sighed and got to work two minions later he groaned and flopped onto his back it wouldn't be so much of a pain if he didn't have to disassemble and then reassemble them every time unstitch ing the musculature and then putting it back together double the work it was honestly impressive he was able to do it as fast as he could I'd love to have a break right about now which means as if summoned by his moment of idleness he sensed his Undead had begun to fight nearby bones
he swore as he picked himself up from the floor another group of happy friends from Beyond the rift coming for a visit seems that way skeletons were directed toward the fighting along with the ghosts as Tyron readied himself self his cloak was pulled from The Rock he'd hung it from and thrown around his shoulders before he collected his sword and buckled it to his belt it wasn't always easy to tell if the surge of kin rushing down the mountain pass was small or large sometimes come a couple of
the swine monsters ran ahead of the pack leading him to leave it to his minions only to lose multiple skeletons when the reinforcements showed up now he made a point of showing up personally if he continued to allow his minions to be whittel down he'd never make it to the rift you want to Tagle on he asked the skull resting at top a small rock sure why not might see something new Tyrant snatched him up shouldered his way through the heavy cloth blanket he'd hung across the cave entrance and step
ped out into the bitter cold it was like being slapped in the face the wing cut through his cloak and vegetation crunched underf as he walked lined with a frost which hadn't been present only a few days before he wasn't high up enough for snow to fall but thank thanks to the rift that would likely change before long each breath steamed in the air and he snatched his fingers up into his sleeves in an attempt to keep them warm looks cold Dove observed not that it bothers me none one of the benefit
s of being dead yours offer of vampirism was looking more pleasant by the day she didn't seem to feel the chill at all outside the cave entrance five skeletons armed with a variety of one-handed weapons and shields were gathered his Elite guard as he mockingly thought of them after his run in with the Archer he didn't want to be caught without protection again so he made sure to keep these five close by with a reasonable circle of protection he Advanced toward the side of the fighting 10 of his
skeletons had engaged now though against what he couldn't be sure he instructed them to form a line and support each other as he walked reaching out to see if any of his ghosts had arrived one was close enough and he quickly snapped out the spell to see through its eyes hazy ghost Vision filled his Mind's Eye the environment and details blurred when they weren't obscured by the strange billowing fog Only The Dead could see forcing the ghost to focus on what he wanted it to look at he saw his ske
letons battling against a handful of the weaker Rift kin when he made the spirit turn he could see more including several of the larger ice monsters striding down the mountain ah watch your tongue boy that's an unusually strong curse for a delicate flower such as yourself bad situation he didn't reply instead focusing on striding forward with greater speed as he mentally gathered his full compliment of Undead for the fight I haven't managed to recover from the last fight and already Mora coming
I need to get to the rift did he really need to get to the rift not really so long as he drew the attention of the Slayers to it they would be able to take care of the problem however the moment he gave up on it and retreated he would have to honor his agreement with Dove and release his Spirit despite everything Tyron still wasn't ready for that he didn't want to be alone the sounds of the Clash could be heard before he saw it the snils of the kin and ringing of Steel as the skeletons hacked sl
ashed and stabbed at their foes shortly after he was amongst them taking position behind the first row of Undead and coordinating the others as they arrived a moment later the Slayer renant joined him the purple fire flickering within Its Ribs Illuminating it from within he kept it closed choosing to commit the other three to the melee Archer skeletons took up position and began to fire their poor skill compensated by the unthinking fury of the rift kin you didn't need to aim much when the enemy
only charged or stood in place to fight wanting to finish the fight as fast as he could Ty and rattled off his support magic in quick succession death blades to enhance his minions weapons first then he sought to relieve the pressure by firing bolt spells into the thick of the fighting all this activity drained his magic rapidly but he couldn't afford to hold back if he did his skeletons would eventually win but they drained just as much of his power and sustained significant damage in the proc
ess an overwhelming victory in which he pushed out as much magic as possible as fast as possible was the best result to that end he reached out with death grass the moment a humanoid ice creature came close to his line seized in the grip of the black magic there was nothing the monster could do as his skeletons leapt forward and battered it to death things would go better if he Comm Ed his best Revenant to the battle but he held it back for a variety of reasons he never had issues with the other
s but this one it felt wrong in some ways plus it didn't hurt to have his strongest Undead in reserve the fight dragged on his tire and flung spell after spell into the rift kin while they rushed down the mountain side and into the waiting arms of his skeleton FS he lost a few minions which gred on him but eventually he won out the last of the monsters falling to the Frosted ground with a rage filled squeal raising his aching hands to rub at his eyes Tyron took in the scene more skeletons had be
en battered and needed repair dead and dying kin littered the ground their blood already freezing and making the footing unsteady he gathered the most damaged skeletons to him and sent them back to the cave after a brief examination the rest he set to clearing the field and hunting for calls the skeletons weren't very good at extracting the small gems hacking the monsters apart more often than not but he did have time or energy to do it himself Undead crawled over the slope following his Directi
on and Ty and gazed up toward where the rift must be I'll make my push tomorrow he said I can't afford to wait any longer than that good idea Dove concurred the rift is more active than I expected your strength is growing but one bronze ranked Slayer isn't going to be able to hold back an entire Rift worth of kin by himself a skeleton stepped up to tyrant's back Shield snapping into place right before and an arrow thunked into the Harden wood tired as he was Tyron almost wanted to throw back his
head and Howl in frustration you just saw me fighting off a horde of monsters and you want to take a shot at me now he whed around fire in his eyes don't be stupid he roared at the unmoving rocks and scrub there's a rift here a new one this is what caused the break at Woodsedge the Slayers need to be informed and a new keep built why the are you shooting at me righteous anger filled him burning in his chest but it was doused when a blandf faced Marshall stepped from behind a tree over a 100 m a
way and spoke because you are a murderer the words themselves may not have shaken him as much were it not for the cold and factual way they were delivered it wasn't hyperbolic it was a simple fact Tyron had committed murder and to have it stated so boldly shook him he pushed that feeling aside that's true he admitted but there are bigger things at stake here how many lives will be endangered if if this isn't dealt with how many have I saved by keeping the kin at Bay we will deal with that once y
ou are dead the man said as another Marshall stepped out from behind a stone idiots tiring gr I igniting in his chest once more chapter 103 skeletal archers pulled back on their ghostly strings and loosed sending arrows Forge of bone whistling through the air to shatter against the trees as low on resources as he was he couldn't afford a dragged out fight unless he had one maybe two Arcane crystals left in his pack if he could get to the cave he would be able to replenish at least a little of hi
s magic as it stood he was in a precarious position Marshalls weren't just a job title they were a class or a set of classes that imbued the individual with unusual abilities since he was a criminal those skills would be highly effective against him he had to fight assuming a single touch would be enough to seal his magic and bind him skeletons rearranged themselves into loose ranks forming a wide box around him shielded he began to March forward angling his way down the slope toward his cave th
is seems very inspiring Ty and called down to the marshals you waited until I was exhausted defending the village and only then did you emerge to declare me a murderer very fair not a flicker of emotion troubled the blandf faed Marshall's expression nor on those of the officers behind him they didn't even bother to reply spreading out to approach him from different angles what would be their approach attempt to whittle down his minions or come for him directly if they had the ability they probab
ly would have attempted to charge straight at him that was the best way to fight a necromancer if you could pull it off although as weakened as he was it may be better to drag it out the longer it went on the worse his disadvantage would become wait is that langon hey langon you brother remember me you better after all the you put me through still got a stick rammed all the way up your ho I can still see it poking out your mouth despite trying to keep himself composed Ty and stumbled at dov's Ou
tburst you know him he said pointing to the Marshall who'd spoken to him no him I hate him he recruited me to try and track you down after that you pulled in Woodsedge he was from Woodsedge that helped explain how pissed he was another one of your victims Langan said eyes flicking to the skull tight to tyron's waist how many of these skeletons represent a life you stole hey I'm not a victim not in the normal sense I suppose I mean I am being kept here against my will you aren't helping Dov triy
and murmured through grit teeth oh right this puking kid who can barely wipe his own backside certainly isn't responsible for my death having that on my obituary would be way too embarrassing I died during the break after murdering an entire Farm filled with civilians get it right anger flickered in langan's eyes as he Drew back on his bow once again then are you responsible for this boy's rapid growth he said speaking to the skull directly is this about revenge of course it's about revenge what
self-respecting Slayer doesn't want to go out giving a strong middle finger to the who brand us like cattle to fight back against self-righteous pieces of like you who wouldn't be alive if it weren't for Heroes like me Dove cackled light blazing from his hollow sockets I keep trying to get this kid to burn it all down but he's too nice it wasn't my idea to come up here and Corner himself to protect a stupid Village I can guarantee you that that changes nothing langen said eyes focused on Tyron
once more as he aimed down the length of his Arrow he murdered two Marshals he's an illegal this is Justice your Justice Dove bked it right in its stupid blind eyes kill this prick Tyron then stuff his soul into his own skull use him as a Cod piece I don't don't wear a c piece make an exception nobody wears a cold piece I did I can believe that don't judge me the skull muttered now get moving I know you're on your last legs the skull bound Summoner had been trying to buy time for Tyron who had c
ontinued to shuffle his way toward the cave surrounded by his shield bearing bodyguards despite his best efforts it wasn't possible for Tyron to keep track of the three Marshalls as they separated only the first Len was still visible to him now he was careful to position his ghosts to cover his sides and back if he would jumped from a blind spot that would be the worst case scenario the Marshall showed nothing on his face to the point that Tyron had begun to wonder if he was even capable of it w
hen the law man loed his Arrow The Necromancer was taken by complete surprise as the man had given no sign he'd been prepared to fire the arrow Streed through the air only to thud into a shield as a skeleton stepped up to block with one skeletal hand the undead snapped the shaft leaving the head buried in the wood of its Shield more arrows were fired from the left and right flying from behind cover in angles that Tyron couldn't see the skeletons were there Shields up absorbing the shots for him
worried he tried to reposition his ghosts to cover himself better but before they were in position two more arrows whistled out from the trees thunk thunk his shield bearing minions were forced to move to different positions to cover him and He adjusted the formation around him reflexively the marshals were moving and firing not wanting to get pinned down if he had enough magic he could encircle them with the dead or reach out with death's grass to hold them down but that wasn't an option even m
aneuvering his troops was costing precious energy are they just hoping to get lucky and slip a shot through the shields that doesn't make sense I understand they don't want to engage directly but this isn't likely to succeed perhaps they were just trying to wear him down over time hoping to weaken him to the point he couldn't fight back at all it wouldn't work arrows continued to streak from the Shadows all three Marshals hiding in the darkness and attacking from beyond the reach of his Undead h
is archers returned fire as best they could but after a few volleys he made them stop a waste of ammunition and Magic his archers were a long shot to hit a moving Target in these conditions the creeping advance to the cave continued Under Fire as the marshals remained elusive somehow they managed to slip away from even his ghosts though he couldn't afford to see through the spirit's eyes to help guide them conserving energy as best he could tire and continued to move down the slope he lost the f
irst skeleton to an excellent shot from behind a tree the arrow whistled into view before burying itself directly into the skull of the undead carrying the head clean off irritated Tyron drew his minions closer hoping the greater distance would make them harder to hit it worked somewhat but he still lost two more and several others suffered damage before he finally arrived at the camp the blanket covering the opening remained dim light from the fire emanating from behind Tyron felt a little of t
he tension drained from his shoulders at least now he'd have some energy to fight back the three Marshals left from cover arrows knocked and ready to loose aimed directly for his head now langon roared as he released the string the Revenant Slayer snapped forward drawing on tyron's power as it slashed through the air cutting an arrow from the air and taking another on the hilt of its blade had it not acted he would have been wounded for sure his shield skeletons were far too slow to react the fi
nal Arrow was caught but only just on the steel rim of a shield The Necromancer crouched down behind the wall of his minions as they gathered in front of him wondering what was going on then the roar sounded behind him wordless and filled with rage the Bellow echoed out from within the cave followed an instant later by pounding footsteps as a large figure H itself forward the Fire Light was blocked as the fourth as salent moved past the fire blasting the cloth cover aside they'd already found th
e cave this had been a trap from the beginning tyron's hands moved on pure Instinct his mouth spitting out the words as magic formed in his hands but he knew it was too late a large man leapt from The Cave mouth toward him blade in one hand the other outstretched to clamp itself around his neck it's over tyron's mind rang with despair in that instant all his ambition and hopes crashing down around him bitterness welled up in his chest till he felt he might choke on it it wasn't fair I'd say you
owe me for this but the price has already been paid lucky boy yours voice positively purred as it drifted from within the cave and tyon blinked as the Marshall sprinted past him toward the others still bellowing with rage only then did it register what he'd heard what he'd seen that Man's eyes they hadn't been normal the vampire emerged blood dripping from her lip lips feal light burning in her eyes Brom what the the female Marshall shouted as the former Ali rushed toward them blade swinging was
that his name y said not that it matters now I think I'll call him rabbit because he's my pet now curse you Necromancer Lang and swore what have you done Brom or rabbit screamed as he brought his sword down in a wild overhead swing crashing into a two-handed block from langon oh the boy didn't do this stff ch from tyrant's waste you guys are so it was a good plan you're observed but it was foolish in one particular respect her eyes gleaned with dark purpose you attacked at night we the dead rul
e at night another Marshall crashed into brum's side knocking him down the man or what was left of him bellowed in Rage as he struggled back to his feet it was clear watching him that his coordination wasn't what it should be what has your done to him is he still alive or is he dead the vampire sighed in satisfaction as she wiped the Scarlet drops from her lips then turned to Tyron weren't you going to do something she said brow arched he scrambled into the cave and Dove for his pack fumbling fo
r a mage candy which he ramped between his teeth the moment he found it it pays to be prepared she said but I will take care of this Suare for you not to worry others have paid in advance he barely had a moment to register what she'd said before black smoke bowed from the vampires body blinding him a second later the smoke flew boiling through the air toward the marshals who still worried over their former comrade langon saw it coming eyes widening and for the first time Tyron saw fear in the Ma
n's eyes it was far far too late for that the Marshall pulled at the others trying to turn them around to get them running but y arrived a moment later concealing from the smoke just as quickly as she'd vanished one long elegant finger extended outward impossibly f fast and buried itself through langan's eye and into his brain the two surviving Marshalls looked in shock as y effortlessly lifted the dead man with one finger before tossing him away with a gesture she turned to them her smile twist
ed and FAL run she said chapter 104 tyon grit his teeth as he fought off another wave of exhaustion his eyes felt raw as if scrubbed with sand and every part of him ACH in particular his fingers had suffered the most every joint pain him as he flexed his hands a stabbing Sensation that emanated outward from within rubbing at the digits almost made it worse as there was no way for him to reach inside his flesh to fix what was wrong it had taken him 10 hours of constant work but his skeletal force
was as ready as it could be cracked bones had been repaired bone threads rewoven and quivers of molded bone arrows restocked he'd even gone to the trouble of selecting and molding bones to create a custom set of bone armor as prepared as he could make him himself he was ready to tackle the rift y had vanished after pulling his backside out of the fire the previous night with the early morning sun creeping Over the Horizon he wouldn't see her again until the day was done what she done with the M
arshalls he didn't know and couldn't bring himself to care Trying to minimize the harm he caused only seemed to invite more down on his head and at this point he didn't have the energy to spare worrying about others approach the rift examine it then give his friend the final rest that was what he needed to get done looks like you finally got your together Dove remarked Tyron looked at the scattered supplies across the floor of the cave discarded bones that had been too damaged for him to repair
half molded efforts he tossed aside his failures and a few pages torn from his notebook and crumpled in disgust if anything it looks like I'm in the middle of a breakdown he croaked holy I need a drink a swig of water from his water skin burned down his cracked throat too much much spellwork not enough rest for his voice an amateur mistake his mother would frown on a mjor most important tool is their voice tyon not the staff not even the hands not even the mind if you cannot give voice to the wo
rds of power the sharpest brain in the realm is completely worthless train it take care of it preserve it if a mage cannot speak they are as helpless as a babe theori had undertaken a great deal of work to improve her vocal endurance and lung capacity she even taken up singing at one point though she'd been absolutely terrible neither Tyron nor his father magnan had the courage to point that out the strongest battle mage in the province could certainly hold a note just never the right one that's
not what I mean kid you look like you've got a little steel in your eye seems like getting your ass saved has caused you to take a good drink of Harden the up is that a real drink my most famous cocktail Tyron considered the skull for a moment thought thoughts and emotions whing in his head finally he Shrugged and gave a r smile I think I'm just way too tired to care anymore great good spot to be in it's not the journey that matters after all but the destination now let's settle up and take a p
eek at this Rift should be an interesting sight then I can finally die and you can get on with not being harassed by a spirit in a skull despite the joking tone Dove's words almost caused the young Mage to tear up his friend deserved to R that was certainly true in doing what he done Tyron had inflicted a cruel Injustice on his friend and it was well past time to write the wrong I'm not sure I've ever thanked you properly you've done so much for me even before you died and I've been selfish to f
orce you to stick around for this long afterwards thank you Dove thanks for everything the purple light that glowed within the sockets of the skull flickered don't get sappy on me now Tyron I was never good with that stuff I was happy to help you out what happened to you with your Awakening and all that was unfair and you deserved a hell of a lot better keeping me trapped inside my own skull for months is a little less forgivable but I understand why you did it I even forgive you a bit now no mo
re of this we're Slayers damn it only happy when killing from another realm let's get cracking Tyron nodded and rubbed at his throat before taking another sip of water a few hours and he'd be able to get his voice back to to normal but they could start out before then if nothing else he could fling out magic bolts without speaking Dove was collected from his Rock and tied onto tyron's Belt followed by the sword his father had given him not quite in the same mint condition it had been in before t
he weapon had actually seen used over the last few months lastly he fastened his pack to his back all his most critical supplies were kept inside and he wouldn't allow himself to be separated from them again the Mage candy he' taken the previous night had in fact been his last but his food notes and water were all things he simply couldn't afford to lose when he stepped from the cave he was immediately surrounded by his skeletons from within that protective shell of Bones and shields he scanned
the surroundings the temperature continued to drop and frost now tipped the Rock and scraps of grass that dotted the slope the trees that still clung to the stone Roots stabbing deep into the mountain might not survive this new cold which would make the slope even more bare the peak was still far far overhead a place ruled by ice and snow overlooked by impossibly high stone Cliffs that seemed to scrape at the sky itself thankfully the rift wasn't up there if his estimate was correct the rift its
elf had formed roughly 3 km from where he had made Camp it was a hard track with no path cut into the slope but it wouldn't be overly difficult were it not for the steady flow of Rift kin as he recovered his energy and repaired his minions all of his Undead had been withdrawn to the mouth of the cave doubtless this meant a number of monsters had made their way down the slope to the Village but it had been a necessary step after defeating one strong wave another shouldn't have come during the nig
ht if it did he wouldn't have been in good enough condition to fight it anyway he stamped his feet in his boots to settle them checked his buckles and straps one more time then inspected his bone armor too many times he'd been caught without it in Truth he didn't much like the spell covering himself with the bones of deceased humans wasn't pleasant and projected an image that he had desperately wanted to avoid one of a heartless killer but he needed the protection now more than ever the modifica
tions he'd made helped a little the bones didn't J quite so far out the molding he' done allowed them to curve around his frame it wasn't quite as easy to tell what the armor was made from the more obvious bone shapes flattened and widened to create more coverage fully equipped he began his Trek up the mountain he encountered the first rivkin almost immediately swiftly dispatched by a volley of arrows the ball like kin slumped to the ground and Tyron didn't bother to collect the core his pack co
ntained a cloth bag that bulged with the things already any more would just be adding to the weight of his pack for no real gain up the slope he went the bitter cold wind sweeping down from the peak and into his eyes the only sound he could hear was the wind along with the crunch of the ground beneath his feet formations in the stone caused the wind to whistle a high-pitched wind that only grew louder the higher he went an hour after they started Flex of ice began to drift on the Wind stinging h
is face he raised a hand to protect his eyes and kept moving forward the surge of King came suddenly monsters ran down the hill in a pack burning with rage as soon as they saw him they charged eager to devour and Destroy Tyron flung magic bolts forward as his skeletons moved into position if he let his minions receive this assault headon his Undead would need to draw deep on his magic to stand the ground so he shifted tactics The Shield line angled itself to deflect the monsters rather than figh
t them head on as his archers picked off the Front Runners the balls were powerful bundles of muscle though still small byin standards and just as stupid as all the weaker riffkin those struck by arrows stumbled on the slope crashing snout first to the ground before tumbling end overend monsters immediately behind the leaders tripped over them adding to the when they finally crashed into his shield wall the beasts had lost most of their momentum and were easily pushed to the side to end the batt
le as quickly as possible he allowed his renant to wade into the fight illuminated from within by the ghastly purple light the four Undead stepped forward with purpose although three had been little better than bandits in their previous life they were still stronger than his regular skeletons the former Slayer was the real prize powerful slashers cut through the weak kin as if they weren't even there he paid dearly in Magic but that was fine the rest of his small horde was preserved and he could
recover the energy before the next fight monsters dispatched they moved forward again when he crossed the threshold he almost forgot what had happened in immediate shift in perception the real becoming blurred reality twisting at the edges it was the coiling sensation in his gut that twigged his memory as if a snake were uncoiling in his belly this is abso lutely the broken LS we got a right and proper Rift forming nearby no question about it keep your wits about you don't forget how badly your
perception can turn to this close to a rift time and space would stretch and compress the sensation was unsettling to say the least before him the slope became even more Barren than before precious few trees and little scrub remained and the wind bit even deeper than before crack a distinctive sound like ice crackling underfoot drifted from behind and TI and world to see one of the humanoid K stalk out from behind a rock his hands snapped into motion words flowing in an instant as he formed the
sigils necessary to shape his magic arrows flew through the air and slammed into the monster followed by a wave of death magic as Tyron Unleashed death's grasp the kin was set upon a moment later skeletons driving home their weapons to finish it off only for another to show its face a moment later it's going to get wild up here kid the flow of monsters through the Rift Never Ends don't forget that we smash and grab power your way forward we take a gander then we get the out got it got it that i
ce monster was dispatched with brutal force as Tyron no longer sought to conserve his energy as was the next somehow he still felt as if the number of kin should slow as he fought them but he knew it wasn't the case after each Victory he pushed forward as quickly as he could trying to gain ground so focused on the fight on managing his minions and being restrained with his magic Ty and didn't notice what he could see at first not until Dove yelled at him look up Tyron flung his eyes up the slope
and there it was the rift along with a frost covered Mammoth tusks formed of pure ice jutting from its face chapter 105 ah Dove yes there is a giant monster that looks like it wants to trample my guts into the ground standing in front of the rift yeah they do that both of those they stand around the rift and trample your guts into the ground you've seen this thing before Tyron hiss what no of course not I've never seen any monsters from this particular Rift before but there's almost always some
big ass thing trampling around right next to the rift the beast turned its head to Tyron and suddenly his army of skeletons had never felt quite so small covered in dense white fur the monster's skull jutted forward just above its small burning red eyes air steamed from its Fang lined Mo flanked on either side by huge curved tusks formed of pure rhyme yeah you'll probably need to kill that or distract it you didn't think you should tell me about this honestly I didn't think the rift would be la
rge enough to let a prick like this get through I up sorry about that Tyron growled under his breath but restrained his anger there wasn't any point getting angry at Dove especially since he was only hours away from a proper death how in the name of the ab I suppose to deal with something this big only skeletons with Spears and swords would be able to damage it by thrusting through that thick fur but if they got close they'd be reduced to powder in a blink his archers probably couldn't scratch i
t an arrow through the eye may be effective but it would be almost impossible to make the headit of his revance only the Slayer would be of any use though the others could distract it if they were fast enough to avoid it ghosts may be effective he would have to try as for his magic death's grasp wasn't going to hold something this size and Magic bolts would be little more than irritating to it it was possible he could restrain it with suppressed mind but a kin this strong that would be a risk di
stract it and look for an opportunity preserve as much of my Force as I can there was no other viable plan with a mental command he sent his Rance forward along with the spirits the rest of the undead pulled back to protect the archers who shifted to a better angle for targeting the monsters face Tyron placed himself between the two groups he didn't want to draw the monster to his vulnerable skeletons but it was a risk to expose himself the frozen mammoth reacted as the burning skeletons Drew cl
oser it appeared reluctant to separate from the rift but with opponents Drawing Near rage overtook it the kin trumpeted in Fury and smashed the ground beneath its massive feet before it rumbled Forward swinging its massive head sweeping the ground with tusks of ice arrows shot through the air to shatter again against the monster's face no damage appeared to be done but the Beast was even further enraged with every Bellow hot Mist filled the air around the mammoth's face even being 20 M away the
presence of the kin was overwhelming if I could turn that into an undead the thought was tempting but so far he'd not been offered the ability to make anything non-human into a minion it was definitely possible Orin and the black had at the very least Undead horses within his horde with gble description of other unde constructs something like this would be a spectacular servant likely it would suck his magic dry in half a second but still magic bolts crackled in his hands and he flung them at th
e monster as it completed its charge his Slayer Revenant had neatly rolled to the side quick and deadly his servant had slashed out as it Rose cing a shallow wound on one of the beast's legs the Spells did little thudding into the creatures hide and barely staggering it but at least the mammoth became distracted from his other revenants not blessed with the combat skills of their compatriot the other three had been far more clumsy in their Dodge two were able to get out of the way but the third
had been smacked by a Tusk and scent tumbling bones rattling against the stone two burning red eyes turned on tyan and he swallowed heavily before the monster could charge again his ghosts finally crossed the distance and Dove inside the massive Beast no doubt the rift kin was exceptionally resistant to cold and frost the thick white fur attested to that but what about cold that came from within its flesh unlike the ice kin this Beast was a creature of Flesh and Blood on the inside as they whisp
ered with ghastly Delight the ghosts fluttered within the mammoth who immediately trumpeted in alarm and pain rearing back and thrashing wildly two more magic bolts and a scattering of arrows clattered into its head as it came back down but the monster barely noticed desperate to escape the bitter cold of the spirits the mammoth charged blindly rolling its head and flailing with its tusks as it went Tyron did his best to get out of the way but wasn't quick enough to avoid a Tusk sweeping into hi
s side air left his lungs in a whoosh as his chest was compressed by the force the next thing he knew he was Airborne then crashing down onto a blessedly flat section of rock oh he weeed what the was that Dove holled from his waist was I upside down shut up tire and ground out as he forced his wobbly legs under him his side ACH fiercely as he pulled in a shaky breath his bone armor had saved him there absorbing some of the force from the hit as well as the landing if not he might have shattered
his ribs Constitution be damned Blood and Bone that thing is strong I can't afford to let this drag out if I can hold it still for 10 seconds I can kill it the mammoth's rage fill charge had done what it wanted getting it clear of his ghosts who now drifted along behind it trying to catch up the Beast clearly hadn't enjoyed enjoyed having the ghosts inside it with a little more time they might be able to inflict real damage with the beginnings of a plan forming he ordered his Rance forward the f
our Undead charged from separate angles but held back whenever the mammoth faced them directly they only needed to delay Tyron raised his hands and began to cast death blades the now familiar spell had become almost second nature since he had first learned it and he made no errors despite working at such speed with the force of his mystery behind them his words and Magic resonated in the air like the Ring of a bell when the final syllable was spoken the weapons of his Undead became tainted with
black power it was difficult to maneuver his Undead into position around the constantly shifting Mammoth every time a renant ran forward it would swing around and try to destroy it with the force of its tusks and the constant shifting meant he needed to adjust his skeletons with their painfully slow drifting speed the ghosts were even worse if they made contact with the Beast they might spook it into another wild charge 10 seconds he gave himself a window of 10 seconds only it might not be possi
ble to hold for that long but he would do his best for the following minute he engaged in this strange dance trying to keep his renant alive and put the rest of his Undead in position to strike as the riffkin raged in the end he lost a renant when it drew too close the trunk snaked out and caught it around the ankle as the undead tried to retreat after it fell to the ground the mammoth leapt forward and stomped it flat in an instant damn it I'll do it now the loss of one of his best minions turn
ed into a fortuitous opportunity as the massive creature took precious seconds to write itself after its lunch giving him time to position his skeletons and ghosts as he prepared his spell suppressed mind tyron's mind had grown strong as he had traveled very strong but he had never tested himself against a rift kin this powerful the weaker kin he had used this spell against had squirmed in his grip mindless and filled with rage they had been unable to escape his vice grip on their minds as his s
pell took hold Tyron felt as if he had been slammed in the head with a sledgehammer immense and boiling with elemental Fury comparing the mammoth to those smaller insectile creatures of nagara was like comparing a candle to a half fire desperate to maintain control he rallied and brought his will to Bear against the Beast wrapping his thoughts around it and forcing it to stand still at least trying to despite his best efforts the monster fought back resisting his control but it had slowed consid
erably skeletons charged forward weapons flickering with black light alongside the ghosts who drifted through the air Whispering their Cruel Intentions although he felt as if his head would split open tyum pushed harder imposed himself against that thoughtless fiery rage as if he were containing a blast within his hands he felt scorched as the mammoth bucked and crashed against him but he held it just belly swords and Spears sank deep into the creatures side a second before the ghosts arrived an
d pushed themselves within the Beast the pain sparked the monster two even greater Heights of Fury and Tyron grit his teeth until blood ran down his chin trying to hold it in place after 8 seconds his hold broke and the huge monster reared back before it crashed to its side dead ho ye kid nice work Tyron spat the blood in his mouth onto the ground and coughed no problem stop jerking yourself off and let's get a good look at that Rift no time to waste another one of those could come through any s
econd right Tyron shook off the males that gripped him and arranged his minions between himself and the rift before he gazed at it properly for the first time at first all that happened was that his eyes hurt the warping effect that occurred around the rift was at its strongest here and looking directly at the source was difficult to say the least eventually his mind pieced together what he was seeing and he gasped in shock it wasn't that large perhaps only 10 m across a whirling Vortex of magic
and light that seemed to tear reality at its Edge he could almost feel his realm being broken as the rift SWR chewing away at his world one tiny piece at a time he was reluctant to do this part once he'd examined the rift he would have checked off the final item on his list with Dove once they returned he would have to honor his promise and free his friend Tyron stilled his thoughts and focus on the magic that Dove had taught him as promised the ocular enhancement spell had been complicated and
carried tremendous risk failure during the cast could lead to permanently damaged Vision or blindness or worse as his skeletons protected him trying quickly constructed the spell making sure he made no mistakes along the way Dove grumbled quietly about gifted shiits and genius scumbags but the young Mage ignored him instead he chose to stare at the rift Dove's eye enhancement spell allowed him to see in a limited sense magic and its movement this allowed him to examine the remnants of rituals a
fter they'd been cast or view the magical properties of objects by looking at them or track down sources of Arcane energy in this case tyin used the spell to stare at one of the sources of magic in the realm directly viewed through the green lenses produced by the spell the rift blazed in his eyes bright as a sun energy poured from it constantly and into this world even before the had fully formed what's more he could see beyond it into the realm on the other side unsurprisingly it appeared like
an icy desolate Wasteland teeming with kin desperate to find a way out taking it all in strained him Sparks of pain lit within his eyes and he was forced to squint Dove what am I looking for you should see the magic flowing out of it I can see it all right basically you're seeing if that's a steady flow or erratic when the amount of Arcane energy coming through the rift is inre inreasing or decreasing in an unsustainable way it'll cause edies and disruptions like someone tossing a brick in a st
ream this Rift should be expanding which means more magic over time but as long as it's gradual and controlled we don't have to worry about another break tyon examined it as best he could he wasn't an expert but it seemed to be fine there wasn't anything like what Dove described the magic flow was steady as a drum beat looks fine to me he said finally letting the spell lapse as he signed with exhaustion I can't believe how much energy is coming through it that's nothing you should see just how s
aturated it is on the other side it's like crack for Mages if you can tap it you can cast some seriously funky I contracted both my most powerful astrals beyond the rift since I could supercharge the ritual on that side couldn't you do the same over here with enough materials yes but I wasn't Rich was I over there the magic is free now stop yammering you need a sleep and I need to die let's get down the mountain and get this show on the road chapter 106 exhausted in mind spirit and body Tyron ma
de sure he didn't block the direct route from the rift to The Village on the way down the mountain he'd done enough for them pushing to the rift itself on his own had been an insane risk to take in no condition to fight he took his time on the desent replenishing his reserve of magic and giving his aching muscles a chance to recover as a con quence The Descent was far more relaxing than the ascent had been though it was difficult for him to enjoy it every step brought him closer to the cave whic
h meant closer to the moment he would part with Dove forever the summoner's time locked inside his skull had never been intended to be permanent but after all this time Tyron hoped he would be able to persuade his mentor and friend to stick around obviously that had failed it didn't help that Dove was humming gleefully to himself even mumbling the lyrics to a particularly bodyy song as he dangled from tyron's belt a little myth Tyron thought it wouldn't hurt the prick to act at least a little sa
d to be parting from him but then again from Dove's perspective he was being released from servitude Beyond Death slow and careful he picked his way down the slope heavy feelings Weighing on his chest rivkin trickled down the mountain to his right but he let them be The Descent was slow even slower than the ascent had been and Tyron hated every minute of it when the more familiar landmarks around his cave came into sight he sighed in resignation he didn't know what he'd been hoping for but the p
roximity of the camp meant his time had run out much to Dove's Delight with nothing else to do he set his minions to guard the cave setting a perimeter and distributing his ghosts after a moment's thought he sent one of the spirits into the cave to ensure it was empty when it was confirmed uninhabited he sighed and began to descend the final few steps not really wanting to think about what came next any idea where where a spirit goes after it's set free Dove asked I'm sort of keen to find out ho
pefully somewhere with tits I don't think Spirits are conscious of their existence after death I think they just hover about in limbo before dissipating that's boring as I was a devout servant of the Goddess my entire life I earned a spot on those melons did you actually think you'd be able to group Seline in the afterlife a priest assured me that was the case was this a reputable priest I mean no come to think of it he may not have been a priest but it still counts I can't believe you're joking
about dying the thought of death terrified Tyron he had so many things left undone yet he supposed Dove had lived to middle age not a bad run for a Slayer I've been dead for months Tyron Dove reminded him Riley you just didn't let me settle into it time to rectify that mistake the young Mage was silent for a moment then nodded in his heart he didn't believe he had been in error certainly from Dove's point of view he' done wrong but without the companionship and help from the skull bound Spirit
where would he be now whatever the case it was over time to let go all right then let's get this done he reached down to untie the skull from his belt as he stepped down toward the entrance of the cave then he paused with nonchalant ease he continued to untie duve from his waist with one hand as his other flicked several sigils behind the cover of his body as his sight became over played with the vision of a spirit he shouldered aside the blanket and stepped into the cave as always it wasn't eas
y to see clearly when looking through a ghost but it was good enough a figure stood leaning behind a tree bow in hand Arrow drawn beside them there was another naked steel glittering off the be sword they held loose and ready thuck tyon cursed under his breath as he ended the spell he snapped into action Gathering his pack and throwing it over his shoulder before he buckled it in place and retied Dove to his belt hey hey what the what are you doing Slayer Tyron replied turly and he finished the
KN and His Hands flickered into motion once more well quick kill me first no time Tyron snapped before he began casting a spell don't give me that the skull raged but the Necromancer was no longer listening in his mind he organized his troops having them draw further up the mountain and a little closer to the cave without looking like he knew there were enemies about in Rapid succession he snapped out the spell and felt that strange sensation as a mask of magic settled over his face it may do hi
m no good at all but if any of these Hunters knew what he looked like then it may bu him a little time seeing that Archer and swordsman hovered so close together brought Rufus and Laurel to mind it could have been any two Slayers but every time he'd run into one of those individuals who made their living fighting the Rifts it had been a newly awakened who hadn't reached level 20 what were the chances those two had hunted him down all the way out here preparations complete he pulled his cloak tig
ht around his body to hide the bone armor and pulled the hood low over his disguised face shut up for a minute he growled at the skull on his belt and a miracle occurred as Dove subsided grumbling to himself as his heart pounded in his chest Tyron took a deep steadying breath before he pushed aside the blanket and stepped out half expecting a flourish of arrows to bury themselves in his chest when they didn't manifest he turned swiftly putting his pack between his hunters and his flesh before he
began a rapid Ascent ghosts drifted amongst the trees to his left and right he was desperate to switch his vision with their once more but he couldn't afford to stand still and navigating the slope while overlaying his eyes with theirs would be impossible how many were there where were they hiding if there was even one experienced high rank Slayer here he was a dead man even a decently large number of untrained newly awakened would be enough to take him down he wasn't enough of a mountaineer to
slip past them and flee down the path to the village and Beyond with at least one Ranger out there hiding from them at all was next to Impossible that left him with two possible ways off the mountain the first fight and kill all of his attackers the second flee into the rift both were likely a death sentence to attempt some Rifts had multiple openings within the realm and it was Poss possible he could find his way to another exit or he could wind up on another world entirely or he could be lost
stumbling between Fallen Realms beset by Ken on all sides never knowing a moment of peace until he was overwhelmed that was the more likely ending against an unknown quantity and quality of Slayers he couldn't be sure what his odds would be in a direct confrontation but they had to be better than chancing the rift and Tyron was tired of running KAG wasle had needed help and he had provided it a great risk to himself what was his reward to be hunted down like a dog for the crime of Awakening he
had been sentenced to a life of mediocrity he wouldn't stand for it there had never been a chance that he would I'm going to fight he grounded out to Dove I'm going to fight and kill these as many as I can the skull was silent on his waist this was a new side to Tyran a new resolve that he'd never shown before it sparked hope that the kid might just survive long enough to realize his insane potential he was already the strongest non-branded Slayer in the province and if he were to survive this h
e would Ascend to even greater Heights it was tempting very tempting he wanted to see that happen wanted to see if Tyron had what it took to really shake things up give the magister's a black I and go down swinging in a blaze of glory but it wasn't enough he was too tired if it looks like you'll lose you know what you have to do I don't want to be taken by them kid I'll be a display piece in the B bottom of a Ma's library for a thousand years don't let them do that to me there was a real note of
fear in Dove's voice and Tyron agreed without hesitation no way he would let his friend come to that for now though he needed to focus unable to resist anym he spied a large frost covered rock and stepped behind it to give himself cover before he employed minion site once more a little maneuvering was necessary before the ghost spotted his attackers again they'd left the cave behind and were tracking him up the mountain but it didn't seem as though they'd realized he'd seen them he kept the und
ead spread apart rather than Gathering them all together at his side as he wanted to the moment they all appeared by his side it would be obvious he expected to be attacked there were other dangers though he pulled his sight back and glanced nervously up the mountain there weren't any King coming down right now but another pack couldn't be far away they never were at this point freeze a voice rang out Ty and glanced up careful to keep his face hidden under his hood to see a young man rising from
the slope bow drawn and pointed at his chest he slowly raised his hands into the air ranger must have been lying in weight on the slope some sort of camouflage skill might have been here for a while and I dodged them coming down north of here despite the fact they were almost undoubtedly the same age tyon couldn't help but think this Slayer looked so young Behind The Confident facade he could see the fear and uncertainty bubble away ever killed anyone he asked softly the ranger gripped his bow
titer you have you m Dash arrows of Bon sprouted from The Archers back four of them eyes wide the young Slayer stumbled forward only to be blasted backwards as two magic bolts struck him in the chest Tyron lunged forward and after three strides he was on top of the Ranger pinning his arms down as he coughed and sputtered ribs partially caved in it'll take a bit of work to fix that up but those bones heal easily idle thoughts drifted through tyron's mind as he executed his next command he couldn'
t afford to have mercy not anymore a moment later his renant was there sword drawn with no hesitation the undead servant drove it down through the heart the Slayer jerked for a moment then grew still Tyron pushed off the body and kept moving not allowing himself to think keep going he told himself don't worry about it just keep moving desperate to put more distance between himself and the Slayers behind him he pushed himself up the slope urging greater effort from his worn and weary muscles afte
r days of little to no sleep he was on the edge of what he could tolerate but there was no let up in sight not unless he was Victorious here skeletons began to emerge from the scrub and trees drawing closer and forming a protective ring around him immediately he felt safer and less exposed he heard movement behind him but didn't turn to look not even when the trilling sound of an Arrow whistling through the air rang out followed by the dull thunk of the missile impacting a wooden Shield they wer
e on him now emerging from cover to approach and take shots a dangerous moment but for once luck was on his side further up the mountain glistening faintly in the dim light he could see figures made entirely of ice stalking their way down the slope a host of frost coated boar trotting at their feet perfect timing breaking from the pack a single skeleton rushed forward as Tyron and the rest of his Undead so ly cut to his left the moment the riffkin laid eyes on his servant they became enraged rus
hing forward with death burning in their eyes light and Swift the skeleton turned on its bony heel and sprinted back down the mountain leading the pack around Tyron and his group another missile slammed into a skeleton's shield and Tyron risked a glance downhill as he continued to hurry into cover further down the slope a pack of three figures found the deceased Slayer where Tyron had left him one kneeling to check the vitals Tyron you murderous piece of A Familiar voice roared get out here so I
can gut you hearing that voice here in this place was so juring Ty and almost felt as if he had been knocked outside of his own body without being aware of it his face Twisted into a crooked grin your next friend Rufus had found him chapter 107 as many as 30 riffkin rampaged down the mountain right on the heel bones of Tyran skeleton directly into the faces of the Slayers Tyron had just enough time to see the Expressions on their faces before He Slipped Away behind the trees Laurel Rufus and th
e Archer he'd let go so she'd come back for his head after all once again tyon could only lament what his Mercy had bought him he hadn't been wrong yet time and time again doing the right thing didn't yield any reward a moment later he lost contact with the skeleton as it was presumably cut in half by an Irate Rufus a worthy sacrifice the rift kin descended on the Slayers a moment later buying him precious time what now kid Dove asked from his belt I need to find out how many there are look for
opportunities and move closer to the rift good thinking if he was smart the kin would add just enough chaos to keep him alive if he was stupid then he'd die Cort between raging monsters and Slayers once again he turned up the slope and began to ascend it was tempting to leave behind a few archers to take pot shots at his once friends but he wanted to keep his forces together as much as possible if another Slayer emerged a small group of skeletons would be annihilated in seconds the sound of batt
le rang out behind him and Tyron grinned that should pin them down and tire them out some perhaps it would even drag a few more out into the light once he gained another 50 m he pressed himself against a tree and checked on the fight through a ghost a whirling melee was revealed the details ha easy but the frenetic energy clear to see crucially he could see that his Gambit had indeed pulled at least another two Slayers out of cover to fight against the kin he was up against at least five but he
couldn't think that was all of them coming back to himself he pushed off the trunk and continued to move upward as he brought the rest of his ghosts towards him once they'd gotten close enough he spread them out in his wake with a little luck they'd be able to spot anyone coming up the mountain behind him wary of being caught out again he tried to keep a number of his skeletons in front hoping they'd spot another ambusher to be fair if another of his attackers decided to reveal themselves and no
t attack him they'd be doing him a favor despite his overwhelming fatigue he made good time his body must have become adjusted to being flooded with adrenaline any more excitement and it might become his Natural State perhaps only his extreme Constitution allowed him to endure it as well as he did mouth set in determination he kept his legs moving forced the strength through his knees and climbed not for the first time he thanked himself for the wisdom of taking his best set of boots with him wh
en setting out from home keep your eyes open kid they could come at you from anywhere even up in the trees and don't think they'll all be archers or Swordsmen those are common classes but aren't all of them Dove murmured his advice trying to keep any noise down and Tyron did the same as he replied luckily they've all been low-leveled so far the three we saw before were all newly awakened I have no idea why they sent a bunch of children to hunt you down but let's just be grateful for it well they
also sent magnan and be that's true I'm guessing they don't give a how many of these kids you kill seeing as you'll end up dead by your parents' hands no matter what that's a little Grim to think about it is what it is look on the bright side they're feeding you prime materials if you can win this fight you'll have some amazing renant to work with that's also Grim to think about you don't care that I'm killing Slayers these aren't Slayers and for the first time disgust could be heard in the ske
leton's tone these are bounty hunters kid after the kin were cleared up they should have off back to theems and gotten back to training drinking and screwing they came out here to do the magister's bidding for a pay check them I think at least one of them came just because he hates my guts why what the did you do Tyron thought for a moment I was born of steum and he wasn't I suppose that's enough for some people stupid people towns folk in foxbridge had been far too scared of his parents to ever
be negative towards him and that was something he'd known well isolating himself in his uncle's attic hadn't been his first choice but it turned out to be the one which gave him the most peace how many others had harbored anger and hate inside like Rufus had a pulse within his mind alerted tyon that one of his ghosts had seen something he crouched down and looked through its eyes for a moment three more creeping up the slope behind him it wasn't possible to make out much detail but all three we
re armed in some fashion three more are coming hell what's the plan fight all right then him up there wasn't much time before they would catch up with him so he couldn't plan anything elaborate his Undead responded to his thoughts shifting positions to hide themselves or create better angles if all three of these were newly awakened he'd probably be all right probably time pressed down on him these three would need to be dealt with quickly before Rufus and the others were finished with the riffk
in another layer of difficulty for him to press through concealed behind an outcropping of stone Tyron tried to steady his breath as he listened and waited his breath steamed in the unnaturally chill air and his blood pounded in his ears around him the undead stood silently at attention awaiting his Comm commands his hands twitched and he forced them to remain still rather than start to cast anything patience don't give yourself away conversations with magnan and beer almost always wound their w
ay back to fighting regardless of where they started the two Slayers were unsurprisingly full of incredible advice borne from their rather lofty level of expertise his father in particular was Keen to talk about mentality during a battle remember to take your time he told Tyrant sagely the young boy had asked his father about a book he'd wanted and quickly found them discussing swordsmanship and combat he didn't really mind the stories he heard from his parents had been his favorite thing in the
world as a child people always think the more skilled and higher leveled you get the faster you move that's kind of true but it's also not the real difference is that we take as much time as we're allowed when we have a lot of time to make a decision we take it if we don't we strike decisively it's not about rushing or going slowly it's about taking the time that you have get it slow breath in and out focus he heard the Slayers coming though they tried to move quietly not every class was suited
to stealth and at least two of these didn't seem to be Rangers judging by the noise they made tyr and focused moved his hands and conjured two magic bolts that he held ready in his hands after counting to three he leapt from cover and held both hands forward at the same time his skeletons revealed themselves archers letting fly with a volley directly into the faces of the three Slayers Tyron barely had time to register the three faces before he released his spells preparing his next cast the mo
ment they were free empowered by his Mysteries every word he spoke crackled with power hanging in the air like static after lightning his fingers nimbly flickered from one sigil to the next in perfect harmony with his voice as he gave shape to the magic inside him he couldn't afford to hold back so he spent his energy freely poor pouring it into the spell the three Slayers responded to the sudden assault as if they'd been expecting it one rolled to the side with unnatural speed blade in hand bef
ore she turned and rushed up the mountain toward him another held up a shield letting the magic bolt and several arrows slam into it as he braced himself against the barrage the third shocked Tyron by Conjuring an Arcane barrier that absorbed his spell and for a moment he feared a fully-fledged mage was present then he saw their face and realized this was a another student no older than he was a momentary flash of irational anger almost caused Tyron to stumble in his spellwork but he writed hims
elf in time for some reason seeing a mage student here hunting the bounty on his head in the middle of nowhere when they could be advancing their craft in an academy just as he had longed to do left a bitter taste in his mouth letting the shield fall the Mage brought his hands up and began to cast even in the midst of his own spell Tyron found time to exam examine the sloppy finger control and two wide hand motions there was no effort at all to conceal the sigils Tyron knew what spell was coming
long before the trainee opened his mouth actually opened his mouth and said the name of the spell aloud magic bolt no the spell slammed into an upraised Shield a moment before Tyron completed his own cast shivering curse compared to when he had first learned it the curse covered a much larger area and filled it with a more gripping them before combined with the already biting conditions The Zone within the curse was torturously cold even the Swordsmen who had been nimbly sprinting up the slope
a moment before stumbled as her muscles were frozen stiff without hesitation Tyron sent his revance forward backed by half of his remaining skeletons as he transitioned seamlessly into his next cast before she could recover the sword wielding Slayer was beset by asants and slashing rapidly to keep the undead at Bay more arrows were fired by the skeletal archers forcing the shieldbearer possibly some form of defender class to cover the Mage as he had already begun to summon another magic bolt Tyr
on manipulated his minions like a puppeteer utilizing the strengths of his Necromancer abilities to swarm his opponents skeletons fainted forward and sideways baiting reactions from all sides as others stab forward seeking to cut flesh as separate Detachment approached the Mage and Defender leaving the angle open for the archers to support they sought to Harry the pair and prevent the Mage from casting anything to swing the battle not that they could a mage of that level should be mostly working
on control not broadening their spell base the often lamented that her peers lacked a proper grasp of fundamentals despite spending years on them in training most Magic based Slayers wouldn't start to loan proper offensive spells until after level 20 choosing to shore up their control and reserves of energy through prudent skill and feat choices that would pay dividends down the the line his second spell neared completion and Tyron considered which Target was a priority before he Unleashed it d
ecision made he thrust a clawed hand forward sending a wave of death magic slithering through the air toward the defender the defender tried to dodge but wasn't quick enough as the curse and treacherous footing proved too much with the target held within the grip of the spell and unable to move for precious few seconds Tyron Unleashed his next surprise slow moving the ghosts shimmered through the cold air before plunged into the struggling frame of the Slayer with Savage GLE the man stiffened ga
sping for air before even breathing became Impossible by the time death's grasp dissipated he was gone and two opponents remained chapter 108 he miscalculated he realized almost immediately he shouldn't have looked down on the Mage so much he should have feared the swordswoman his natural enemy so much more as the defender breathed his last the Mage shaken and white-faced Unleashed a blast of magic not to save himself from the surrounding skeletons but at those attacking his ally a raw magic spe
ll unrefined and inefficient it didn't damage the undead who had cornered the swordswoman but it did knock them back by the time he saw what had happened the Slayer was already moving forcing the muscles and her legs to move she threw herself up the slope in a mad scramble catching herself on her free hand every time she stumbled even hampered as she was her Ascent was rapid not this again Ty and thought the memory of pain flaring in his side precious few skeletons remained by his side at this m
oment and he desperately summoned his best Revenant back to defend him the undead flashed up the mountain its bony legs unburdened by great weight Guided by the skills of the Slayer it had been in life not fast enough Tyron was dimly aware of the Mage succumbing to the skeletons that surrounded him stabbed a dozen times over but all his Focus was on the sword in the hand of the Slayer rushing toward him should he draw his own weapon in the current conditions Crossing blades with an actual awaken
ed weapon Handler seemed foolish at best so he thrust the idea away and tried to conjure two magic bolts the Shivering curse bought him just enough time to complete the cast but at that moment the swordswoman slashed out forcing his hands up before he could mentally adjust and release the Spells the sword snapped back before it snaked toward his heart in a split second that froze him with Terror tyon believed he was dead before he jerked roughly to the side even that wouldn't have been enough if
not for the bone armor that covered his chest flattened out the gaps between the ribs had been narrowed and by some miracle the sword failed to find the narrow opening instead the ice cold steel deflected before it crunched through the bone and into his flesh searing pain flashed through Tyron and he hissed through clenched teeth his left arm hung loose but his right responded and he brought it around to unleash a blast of magic directly in the slayer's face three things happened at once the bo
lt took the Slayer in the side of the head as she pulled away twisting The Sword in his shoulder as she did so as the weapon pulled free Tyron felt a maddening itch around the wound as something infused the area whatever it was it wasn't enough to prevent him roaring in pain as he fell to his knees good arm clutching at the bleeding hole in him ah he panted drain life had healed him he realized not much but a little of the damage he caused had come back to him as healing you all right kid I can'
t see from down here not really I got stabed again you're starting to make a habit of it if you begin feeling like you enjoy it then you have a problem don't let this awaken something in you shut up Dove TIR and ground out I'm in serious pain here some people love that that's all I'm saying the Slayer still lay where she had fallen with half a dozen sword tips pressed against her the bolt to the Head had stunned her and she groaned woozily as Tyron forced himself to his feet hand pressed into hi
s wound to slow the bleeding don't think about it just do it and move on don't you dare think not for a second I'm not going to die here with a Grimace he pulled his hand away and began to form a new bolt despite his fingers being dyed red with his own blood he performed the Motions flawlessly firing the bolt into the listless Slayer on the ground the magic impacted with a solid crack loud enough to make him wince and another trickle of healing seeped into his injury another bolt another small b
urst of healing the fourth yielded him nothing she was dead don't think about it he repeated the words like a mantra in his head as he turned and began to walk up the slope once more if he could find some Rift kin it may be actually worth fighting them to help close his wound hand shaking he raised it to the puncture and checked Bloods still flowed from it but not nearly as aggressively he could take his pack off and pull out a cloth to bind it but once he'd taken it off would he be able to get
it back on again he compromised by clumsily slicing a corner of his cloak and jamming it through the gaps in his bone armor to help stem the flow once again he was forced to rely on his unnatural toughness to survive wounds that would have crippled an unawakened could be Shrugged off but that didn't mean it was pleasant was it possible for him to shrug off a gaping hole in his shoulder unlikely he'd need more healing if he could get it almost longingly he glance up the mountain to see if any rif
fkin was stumbling downhill in his Direction but there were none if he could blast a few with spells he felt sure they'd provide that little jolt of energy he needed although that called another thing into question how much magic did he have left damn it he groaned involuntarily what now running low on Magic moving my minions around this much is sapping me constantly you could stand your ground and fight how many more are there at least five well right don't let them take me kid I won't if they
continue to come for him in small groups he could pick them off but if he stayed put there was a chance they'd surround him and fight together in one scenario he was disadvantaged in the other he was certainly dead he continued to climb after another 100 Metter of arduous steps each sending pain shooting through his torso he did run into a small pack of kin for once he was glad to see the tough little ball monsters and flung a few bolts at them feeling that slight trickle of healing each time of
course the Beast rushed at his skeletons the moment he hit the first one so there weren't many opportunities to land clean spells three was all he could manage before the undead finished them off when he pulled the cloth from behind his bone plating it was soaked in red and dripping but it did feel as though the bleeding may have stopped he let the cloth fall to the frost covered ground and tried to flex his left hand thankfully some feeling was was returning and his fingers responded curling i
nto a fist though he was careful not to force too hard it's fine he told himself you're fine keep going in reality his legs felt as heavy as lead and the warm blood that had leaked from his wound and soaked into his shirt was rapidly freezing chilling him to the Bone he pushed it from his mind he would endure worse before the day was done one leg in front of the other he pushed himself forward surrounded by the remaining Undead he commanded silent and uncomplaining they responded to his will and
remained in lock step by his side despite their mindless obedience he found their presence a comfort a thought crossed his mind and he gave a pain chuckle something funny I could use a laugh Dove said just thought of what I was told when I awakened oh the voice said I had a desire to control everyone around me I was just thinking how nice it is to have these Undead with me and it reminded me of that moment I didn't think it really applied to me at the time but perhaps perhaps I was wrong Dove c
ontemplated his words before replying kid the voice is full of don't pay any attention to it you know who it is Tyron panted as he pushed hard to step up a large Stone no of course not but I know it's full of bollocks Slayers love to talk about what they heard in the Awakening and most of it is just I've heard all sorts of rubbish about virtuous Sons and Daughters or wise sages or gallant bwars and all of them were thugs morons and cowards the voice is just spitting nonsense I don't think it kno
ws anything about us what did it say to you tyon winced as he continued to climb in silence waiting for his friend to reply it told me I was a good teacher well I can Dash shut up fair enough this Ascent was so much worse than the last but at least he hadn't had to deal with as many kin on the way up leading the last surge into Rufus and Laurel had bought him a huge amount of time and he used it to get as close to the rift as he could of course moving at the slow pace he was it was inevitable th
at someone would catch up this is the prick thought he'd be bigger the voice was older rough and the moment he heard it Tyron feared a real Slayer had come for him he turned slowly to see a short squat man with a stained cloak looking up at him 200 sovereigns for your head tyre and steal them good price for a muing Fresh Off The Apron Strings wouldn't you say Tyron raised his right hand ready to cast but to his surprise the man took a step back and raised his own Palms out wo there I'm just the
nanny here to supervise theis want the students to put you down before mommy and daddy find you since you went and killed one of their own you've no need to fear old Brun The Necromancer relaxed a touch before Dove spoke up don't fall for this rubbish kid he'll take his shot after all the students are dead right you walking talking pile of pig that skull talks too much in any case I've got a few students to point in your direction don't mind me the man chuckled before he slid behind a tree and v
anished from tyrant's sight some skill or ability not one that he recognized well that's perfect he groaned forget that fat keep moving the others will be on us soon much too soon as it turned out an arrow streaks through the air almost soundless passed not 2 feet in front of tyron's face before it slammed into to a tree trunk buried 2 in deep the arrow vibrated with a deep hum that ate the M's teeth he Dove to the ground and his skeletons stepped up Shields at the ready a moment before another
two projectiles stre through the air where he'd been standing shoulder throbbing Tyron forced himself up off the ground if he didn't break their line of sight his Undead would be shot to bits until they ran out of arrows or he ran out of minions though he tried to spy The Archers through the trees he saw nothing and in Ambush then though if he had to guess this was likely Laurel and the other Archer at work the one he captured in the past which meant Rufus would be with them if he knew that idio
t at all he'd show himself before long that would be the moment to strike come on Tyron urged himself just a little further then we can finish it at least his ghosts weren't lagging behind a minor benefit to his slow pace with a thought he spread them throughout the trees hunting for The Archers who continued to let fly with their bows trying to snipe him or pick off his minions soon they'd have to confront him he was getting too close to the rift if he slipped through there was no way a group o
f trainees would follow he'd force them out into the open then he would kill them chapter 109 cold air rasped in tyron's lungs as he forced himself further up the mountain covered by his shield bearing skeletons each step was a danger as arrows continued to shoot through the air coming close to piercing him on several occas occasions if Laurel was one of those shooters then she'd clearly improved a lot since he'd last seen her it was only natural that's what Awakening did for you one day a norma
l person a potential superhuman the next his ability and capacity to wield magic had grown by Leaps and Bounds it stood to reason that her archery and tracking skills would make a similar leap whatever the reason it didn't bother him that Laurel had turned up for the price on his head knowing her as he did he understood there was no malice in the decision likely she needed money and this was an opportunity to get it get a lot of it if that man was to be believed 200 sovereigns an absolute Fortun
e enough for an entire Slayer team to live like Merchant princes for a year or more that didn't mean he would spare her the more arrows rained down on him the more he wished he had a renant who could do the same you wouldn't hold a grudge would you Laurel it's just the most practical thing for me to do a grim thought but not an inaccurate one she probably would hold a grudge but since she was actively trying to kill him Tyron could get over that hauh Tyron turned as he heard someone shout and ch
arge from the trees to his left a staff wielder judging by the long weapon he held in his hands possibly some sort of Striker class he commanded a group of skeletons to approach backed by one of his weaker Rance surely this guy hadn't just charged out on his own Tyron wouldn't commit too much until the others revealed themselves thunk thunk arrows continued to thud into the shields covering the right side of his body was this a coordinated attack between rufus's group and another or had the hunt
ers descended into chaos and engaged in a free-for-all The Necromancer grit his teeth as he tried to decide how to deploy his minions but his hand was quickly forced it turned out that the staff wielder was incredibly effective against his skeletons keeping them back with long and wide sweeps of his weapon that was bad enough but he interwove sharp whipping motions that shattered bones entirely when they connected cripping several of the undead Tyron would have to step in to protect his minions
which meant investing further magic and attention when others could be trying to strike at his back how many of you are there Tyron gred as he prepared his next spell shouldn't you be training to kill riffkin the staff wielder took a graceful step back and smirked only an idiot talks in a fight he said Tyron stared at him you're talking right now suppressed mind cheaper and faster than death's grasp the necromance are battered into the slayer's mind like a cudel through a glass window fueled by
his pain and Desperation he crushed the man's will in a grip of iron freezing him on the spot before his skeleton stepped forward to finish the job blades stabbed forward biting into the slayer's flesh but Tyron was flung from his trance before they could complete their strikes a powerful impact slammed into his back and he lurched forward the concentration requ required to maintain the spell snapping in an instant a new pain blossomed as he fell forward onto his hands groaning a moment later hi
s skeletons huddled tighter around him covering his prone form saved at the last moment the staff Slayer Twisted away from the skeletons and rolled backwards putting some space between himself and the undead blood poured from several wounds on his arms and chest which he quickly assessed with his free hand he has some kind of mental attack the Slayer called before he retreated out of time reach staggering clear of the fighting no you don't a ghost drifted after him sliding through the trees and
brush waiting for him to rest the moment he fell still the ghost would pounce that was the best the young Mage could do in the moment he had bigger trouble to deal with reaching back with one hand he felt the shaft of an arrow jutting from between the plates covering his ribs close to his spine once again the bone armor had saved the day preventing the arrow from penetrating too deep and puncturing alung I am definitely investing in advanced bone armor after this Tyron promised himself I don't c
are what people think I'll cover myself head to toe in Bones if it keeps me alive he couldn't reach it properly so he ordered a skeleton to grasp the shaft and rip it from his body groaning in pain as it did fresh hot blood Leech from the open wound seeping into his clothes and cooling rapidly just perfect the angle of the arrow though as he pushed himself up from the ground he paused in the act of rising to his feet and looked behind him not down the slope but up in the trees his gaze met Laure
l's as she peered at him down the length of a fresh Arrow drawn and ready to lose from her position on a sturdy Branch thought so his hand flicked in the magic bolt he prepared shot forward causing Laurel to jump up to avoid the strike except he hadn't been aiming for her but the branch beneath her feet the spell slammed into the wood with an audible crack and when the Rangers weight landed back on the branch it broke sending her tumbling to the ground it was a 5 m drop enough to kill if she lan
ded pulley and for an instant something gried tyron's heart but he released it just as quickly this wasn't in his control anymore it hadn't been for a long time in the end it didn't matter Laurel adjusted gracefully as she fell landing on both feet and executing a rooll to absorb the force she came up bow in hand ready to fire but he was ready for her suppressed mind loow level and without the mental fortitude he had been forced to train there was no chance a ranger could possibly resist his men
tal assault he blasted through her defenses and held her still true to her nature she railed against his control squirming kicking and riding furiously within his grasp but it wasn't nearly enough a nearby ghost drifted clothes a malicious grin on its ethereal features and it plunged into her freezing her from within no you don't Rufus roared as he sprinted into view scooping Laurel up and running clear tyum broke off the spell with a curse before he staggered can't afford to keep letting them g
et away they're draining Me Slowly although he possessed unnatural endurance there was only so much blood he could lose fatigued before the fight had started now he was almost utterly spent a headache pounded in his temples and his breath wheezed in his lungs the longer this went on the worse his position would be hanging over his head was the awareness that Laurel Rufus and the rest weren't even the strongest opponent waiting for them to fail was that man Brun who was at least a bronze ranked S
layer someone with actual levels and trained skills How Could You Tyron Rufus bellowed from behind coverers Laurel shivered in his arms you heartless you cannot be serious Ty and groaned she put an arrow in my back are you a child she's not a motorist on the run from the Lord do close quote na a new lb inverted exclamation point n unleashing imagination one read at a time so what you want me to just stand here and die maybe just lie down while you run me through and get rich I can't believe you'
re still this stupid ruus he really is dove agreed piping up from tyrant's belt I've seen some morons in my life believe me but this guy is a whole new level news flesh idiot when you try to kill someone they fight back the young swordsman stuck his head out from behind the rock he'd been crouched behind murder written all over his face you're dead today tyon I'm going to gut you like a fish I'm sure mommy's proud of you Rufus her jaw is probably busted so she can't say it but she's proud you Ru
fus roared in Mad rage and lunged out to charge straight at The Necromancer and Tyron had to fight to keep the smug grin off his face as he formed two magic bolts in his hands he let them fly expecting them to take Rufus straight in the chest but Laurel leapt out to tackle The Swordsman before he could really get going forcing him to Tumble to the ground as the Spells whizzed over his head more magic wasted he couldn't hear what Laurel said as she growled at her lover and hold him back behind th
e rock but it was probably similar to what Tyron himself had mentioned you could always just run Laurel Tyron called as he redistributed his remaining skeletons ensuring he was covered from Archer fire and resumed his slow March up the mountain hard to spend money when you're dead there was zero chance he could persuade Rufus to back down that prick had hated him since they were children combined with an overblown sense of his own ability the idiot probably thought he could beat Tyron if he was
the only Slayer here if tyon killed him and spoke to his ghost Rufus would still call him names and accuse him of cheating he was a lost cause Laurel though she was only here for easy money if he convinced her there was was no money or that he was a genuine risk to her life she would bail you guys know there's a new Rift falling here right you fought the kin go and report it to the Slayers there may even be a reward in that isn't it your damn job to protect the civilians and all that someone alr
eady went back Laurel called up at him he could hear the Ry Amusement in her voice despite the fact he'd almost killed her only moments ago she knew what he was trying to do that means one of you was smart he could have rushed down to fight try and finish them off but Tyron was still wary at least one more Slayer was out there the Archer along with the staff wielder who hadn't been caught yet he couldn't be too cautious one mistake would mean his death especially since he was wounded already not
for the first time he wished he had more Mage candy on hand it would be dangerous and he'd risk poisoning himself were he to take it but he'd rather do that than run dry of magic that would be an instant death sentence briefly he considered taunting his old friends a little more but gave it up as a waste of time even breathing was becoming difficult and he didn't have the energy to spare maybe Rufus would be dumb enough to fall for it twice but Laurel surely wouldn't hold it together kid you've
almost one dove whispered from his waist Tyron nodded and forced himself to keep pushing if he could get a bit closer to the rift then he could set up a defensive position tend to his wounds and try to recover some energy as long as he avoided having to fight any large pack of kin who came through he'd be in a good spot that close to escape the Slayers would have to attack or risk letting him slip through their fingers if they weren't prepared to fight him when so many kin were around then he c
ould recuperate and go on the offensive he was close now very close the air felt charged and he knew he would cross into the broken lands any second another Advantage he'd experienced the disorienting effect of being close to a rift but he doubted any of these Slayers in training had now someone called and Ty and turned to his right to see one of his skeletons sent flying the undead asked gracefully through the air and landed in a shattered heat 5 m from where it had started revealing a leather
armored Slayer with a sturdy shield in one hand and a solid mace in the other charging toward him Blood and Bone you have to be kidding me the sight of the ball charging Slayer wasn't what shocked him but the Pearly Shimmer of magic around him was Tyron wasn't an expert but he suspected he knew what that kind of spell was Dove confirmed it a moment later a false Mage why in the flying would a false Mage be out here enhanced by the spell covering him the armored Slayer rushed forward battering hi
s skeletons out of the way in a violent charge clearly he intended to remove the problem at the source Tyron was frozen he could deal with the attacker but where was the Mage where was the Archer his moment of IND decision almost cost him his life but he threw himself aside at the last second recovering just in time to whip out his sword and clumsily Parry the mace before it could crunch his skull in chapter 110 the heavy mace knocked Tyron aside as his arm bent into his body and absorbed the fo
rce of the blow once he had his balance back he tried to execute a counter slash as he commanded his minions to support him the armored Slayer had the time to look offended by tyron's sloppy technique before he battered the sword aside with his shield and Bol forward shoulder lower he crashed into the necromancer's chest as two bone arrows shattered against the protective magic that covered him and Tyron fell down the slope the air rushing out of his lungs that hurt luckily his bone armor protec
ted him from the worst of the fall but the impact still jolted him a spike of pain from his chest caused him to winse and Ty and wondered if he'd broken a rib no time to worry about it he levered himself back to his feet and adjusted his grip on the sword thankfully his minions had managed to cover him preventing the Slayer from taking advantage while he was on the ground his archers continued to Pelt him with arrows but the combination of full body leather armor and the force magic covering him
meant the projectiles were barely noticeable thankfully the Spears and swords of his skeletons were more threatening but not so much that they could hurt him seriously you've got to find the Mage and kill the do shouted from his belt he's maintaining that Force armor from somewhere nearby get him like it's that easy of course the Mage would be easier to kill than this Slayer but Tyron had to defend himself against this human wrecking ball while surging with a flick of his will he sent his ghost
drifting through the trees looking for the Target as he focused his attention on the armored Slayer with his sword gripped in his right hand tyrum pulled a magic bolt together in his left with a blunt cracking sound a skull exploded as the mace connected gy slowing down down as it passed through the bone Tyron blasted the bolt forward with his left as he circled around the fight his opponent saw the spell coming and caughted on his shield but it was enough of a distraction that several blows fe
ll on him from the surrounding skeletons he could have pushed forward trying to take advantage of the moment but he was wary there were archers out there and Rufus if he showed his back he was likely to start sprouting arrows or get run through instead he took a few precious seconds to glance around the trees and rocks that surrounded him on the slope that prick of a mage had to be somewhere around here to his surprise one of the ghosts reported that it had seen something although it was a risk
Tyron snapped his vision to that of the Spectre for just a second and despaired at what he saw he'd found the force Mage it was Brun the disheveled uncan Slayer Stood Beside a cold tree trunk hands a glow with power A sly grin on his face this prick he must be double dipping if this kid kills me then he splits the Bounty if he fails he can have another shot after I'm worn out that ruled out being able to kill him at the very least Brun was a bronze Slayer the same rank as Tyron himself Force Mag
e may not even be his main class but a supplementary one he picked to support from the backline it was too much of a risk to rush over and engage him in combat for now he had to deal with the weaker targets not that the armed Slayer appeared that much weaker he'd smashed another skeleton apart as Tyron had maneuvered and used minion sight his mace proving to be extremely effective against the undead Fighters with the force magic protecting him he could leave himself open to strikes without worry
lashing out with ferocious fors whatever his class was it clearly focused on strength with a flex of his will Tyron deliberately opened a gap between himself and The Slayer which his opponent took at the first opportunity rushing forward with preternatural speed Shield forward and mace raised to strike working his magic as fast as he ever had Tyron formed a magic bolt in his left hand and loosened his grip slightly around the hilt of his blade to form another in his right palm as the Slayer cha
rged he blasted him with the spell from his left reacting immediately the Slayer shifted his shield and blocked with ease which was the cue for tyrant to drop his sword and thrust his other hand forward taken by surprise his foe reacted well but at such short range he had almost no time his weapon was already raised to strike the bolt collected him right in the center of his chest halting his momentum and driving his armor back into his flesh how do you like it bastard before he could recover Ty
ron snapped his hands and brought two more bolts into existence thrusting his hands forward and releasing them at once despite being stunned the Slayer still managed to take one on his shield but the other slammed into his shoulder causing the force magic to flare as he spun and rolled down the hill at the same moment Exquisite pain flared in tyron's leg and he collapsed into the slope grasping at his left Cal his questing fingers found themselves cold around the shaft of an arrow buried an inch
into the meat of the muscle a he cursed squeezing his eyes shut against the pain come on Tyron you have to get up I know that the words were forced between clenched teeth but in truth he felt like sobbing he was in more Agony now than he'd ever endured in his life and the fight was far from done he had to commit there wasn't time to hold back as he rolled in the dirt fumbling for his sword he sent all of his revenants down the slope to deal with the armored Slayer he couldn't fight him and avoi
d the archers at the same time the man had to Die the three skeletons magic blazing in the circle of their rib cages rushed down the mountain and pounced on the recovering Slayer hammering him with their weapons tyrant's hand closed around the hilt of his blade and hauled it over before he seized the shaft of the arrow with his free hand with one sharp chopping motion he severed the wooden shaft sending a fresh wave of pain racing up his leg he stifled a groan hoping his shield skeletons were co
vering him well enough to prevent another arrow he reached out a hand to take hold of an undead and used it to pull himself to his feet leaning on his own Minion to keep his balance down the slope he could see Rufus and Laurel beginning to make their way forward but he ignored them for the moment focusing his attention on the armored Slayer his archers continued to fire upon the man the impacts causing the magic to flare and Spark around him dimmer and dimmer each time if he could keep up the as
sault for a little longer he looked inward at his magic reserves and blanched he was running so low instead of unleashing death grasp as he'd intended he prepared another two magic bolts letting his skeletons prop him up to free his hands he waited for a moment to strike as his three revenants continued to Harry the Slayer lashing out faster and stronger than his normal skeletons they were also more expensive to maintain those quick movements coming at the cost of Greater magic demand it wouldn'
t be long until he ran out completely there an opportunity came the Slayer tired of being beaten on rushed to his right knocking away the strike of a renant with his shield and allowing his fce magic to take the strikes of the others with a wild Bellow he lashed out with his mace crushing the renant skull with one Mighty blow at the same moment the glow of magic around him flickered out and Tyron thrust both his hands forward nearby Brun cursed as a sensation of unfathomable cold attacked him fr
om the inside shocking him out of maintaining his spell he could feel a malicious W coiling inside him as it sought to ravage his flesh and he recognized it for what it was he rolled to his right and leap putting some distance between himself and the spirit before he turned and blasted it with a spell the ghost shrieked in pain before it slid into the tree where he couldn't harm it two Magic BTS slammed into the armored slayer's chest sending him reeling backwards tyron's best renant the former
swordsman was too quick to miss an opportunity like that the skeleton lunged forward blade Whispering through the air like the promise of death before it slid between ribs and C the slayer's heart like an apple another arrow snapped towards Tyron from the shadows and was caught on a shield his minion shifting to block it at the last moment that opened a path for the second which flashed through the air and buried itself in his shoulder tyron's vision went black for a moment as the excruciating p
ain overwhelmed his Consciousness for a brief moment he forced himself to focus driving the darkness away with his will he would not fall here kid stop getting shot I know the bolts he' hit the Slayer with had helped heal him but it was only a fraction of what he needed now he had a fresh injury on top of that and he was struggling even to breathe pull it out his silent command to a skeleton caused it to reach out and wrench the arrow from his shoulder Tyron bit back a scream of pain as the arro
w had pulled free tearing muscle as it went this area was too open and his skeletons were getting picked off if he wasn't careful he wouldn't have enough to cover him from Archer fire at all at which point they could pick him off at their Leisure he needed to get higher up the mountain the larger rock formations closer to the rift would cover him at least there weren't many opponents left there shouldn't be as far as he knew there were only four Laurel the other Archer Rufus and Brun it was gett
ing difficult to Think Through The Agony and fatigue but Tyron managed to reather his Undead and begin to climb or hop up the mountain once more his Archer skeletons fired down on Laurel and Rufus whenever they could see them trying to hamper their progress the two approached cautiously conscious that Tyron was injured and worn out in truth they were confused he hadn't fallen over already after the prolonged fighting he should have lost all his magic long ago and after being injured as much as h
e had he should have collapsed or died tyron's unnaturally strong Constitution was allowing him to endure far more punishment than a person should be able to and he leaned on that to push himself forward in the distance he could see the boundary of the broken lands approaching as the temperature continued to drop the rift was close now and the likelihood of him running into kin was getting higher he had to be careful but he was so damn tired every step he took was Agony and focusing through the
pain sapped his willpower part of him wanted to quit to just fall over and let it all go but the greater part refused to let that prick Rufus win even if Tyron died on this mountain he was determined to take Rufus down with him the Slayers were cautious and kept their distances tire and continued his slow climb at any moment they expected him to fall but to their shock the huddled skeletons and the hunched figure in their midst continued to ascend one step at a time what do you think we do Rufus
asked Laurel in a hush tone should we rush him he's getting close to that Rift Laurel bit her lip as she considered her dark eyes watching Tyron with unblinking Focus he can't have much left in him she said I say we wait until he gets up there and then we hit him from the flank the only way things go wrong is if we get caught out by the rift kin that's probably his plan the slippery prick Rufus eyes glinted in anger and Laurel resisted the urge to roll hers no matter what Tyron did Rufus would
accuse him of acting pulley or unsportsmanlike as if that mattered in a fight to the death his anger at tyum was so ingrained and warped he was incapable of thinking straight where his old rival came into the picture Focus she warned him he's fighting for his life so he's capable of anything if we're cautious we get the Bounty without much risk if we stuff around he'll kill us just like he did the others Rufus glared at her for a moment before he nodded and Laurel let out a slow breath she'd be
damned if she was going to get caught like the others further up the mountain Tyron felt his leg give out and he slumped to the ground aning whoa what the what happened I can't can't walk tire and gasped the young Major's breath rasped in his throat as he sucked in the air trying to get some energy into his body desperate he glanced around and saw a rocky outcrop to his left slightly up the slope with a groan he ordered his skeletons to pick him up gasping as they drained his magic precipitously
lower in the process and They Carried him the final 10 m he had his minions Place him down behind cover and he lay there still gasping for breath between the blood loss and the icy wind he could barely feel his fingers anymore and he rubbed them together to try and get the sensation back without his hands he was as good as dead what use was a mage if they couldn't cast Magic Kid Dove said with trembling hands tyon released the buckles that secured his pack and almost sagged with relief as he fe
lt the weight go he should have done that ages ago kid Dove repeated Tyron closed his eyes and nodded slowly I know he said as he fumbled behind him his shoulder ACH something fierce as he took hold of the pack and pulled dragging it around until he could reach in he grabbed hold of his water skin and took a long drink the water shockingly refreshing as it soothed his raw throat we had a hell of a run he chuckled as he wiped the water from his chin he reached out and poured a trickle over the sk
ull letting it run down and drip over Dove's features sorry it's not alcoholic you should be tling prick I would have appreciated a final drink Tyron leaned his head back on the Rock he didn't have long the moment he'd Fallen he knew they'd see that as a sign to attack they hadd only been waiting for him to falter thanks for everything Dove he whispered you've been a true friend to me even when I didn't deserve it he reached out and grasped the top of the skull with one hand lifting him up to lo
ok Ty and eye to eye don't get sappy on me kid you me over with the resurrection thing but I've had a front row seat to watch the greatest Young Magic wield apply his trade if I'd had your talent Ty and forced a laugh I know he could hear them coming still cautious their feet scraped against the icy Stone as they approached couldn't be more than 20 M away now something I never said to you Tyron spoke softly you've got big balls Dove biggest balls I've ever seen oh Tyron you're going to make me b
lush for a silent moment Tyron stared into the glowing eyes of the skull it was time see you on the other side Dove said Tyron nodded pulled back his arm and smashed the skull against the stone beside him a sharp cracking noise rang out he drew his arm back and smashed it again and again until the skull smashed to pieces and the magic within it faded to nothing chapter 111 tyring gave himself no time to mourn he grunted as he forced himself back up clawing at the Rock to pull himself upward his
injured legs still couldn't take his weight and he was forced to lean on a skeleton again in order to move the last of the Slayers was coming to pay a visit it' be rude to greet them sitting down with a thought he gathered his skeletons and ghosts placing them in a defensive formation that he hoped would protect him from being stuck with more arrows he'd had enough of that for one day the rift was close now close enough that he could probably make it through in just a few minutes even as injured
as he was would he survive for long on the other side though not likely it's not looking good he muttered he paused a moment later when he realized he was only talking to himself he felt a pain in his chest an entirely different sort of pain but he couldn't afford to focus on that now he could mourn for dove after he survived or when he was dead with his remaining revance skeletons and ghosts tyum prepared to face his final opponent if Brun was prepared to honor his word then that meant he had
Rufus Laurel and the Archer to deal with first he almost looked forward to it they were creeping closer now he could hear them they had to have heard him moving around but probably didn't expect him to be in any condition to fight back that would be his opportunity Tyron stirred the drags of his magic and formed two bolts in his palms if he could Land Two clean shots the healing he'd received might be just enough to stop the bleeding which he desperately needed he crouched listening intently as
the seconds tick by as drained of resources as he was even trying to utilize his ghost sight would have stretched him too thin he had to rely on his own senses The Rock he crouched behind was almost 2 m tall enough to cover him easily but not wide enough to conceal all his skeletons they knew exactly where he was but from which angle would they come the steps Drew closer and he readied himself spells maintained in either hand his eyes flicked from side to side would they come around the left or
the right a trickle of dust ran down the face of the stone in front of him Tyron noticed it then threw himself backwards with a pain shout an arrow slammed into the ground between his feet as skeletons rushed forward to cover him with a curse he looked up and fired both bolts at the Archer who'd escaped him before she climbed up the Rockers Laurel and ruus had approached masking any sound to take him by surprise as off balance as he was one of his bolts went wide but another connected on her rig
ht hip spinning her around with a shout she dropped out of sight as he felt a pathetic trickle of healing creep into him the connection hadn't been clean he mustn't have done much damage to his right Rufus charged forward attacking his skeletons with wide swings of his blade he was in amongst them so quickly that two had fallen before Tyron could react chest burning his remaining Revenant rushed at him but Rufus was wary of them trying to keep the weaker minions between himself and the more powe
rful Undead arrows flew from the side trying to pick off more skeletons as The Swordsman kept them occupied Tyron raised his hands and prepared to cast the Shivering curse then hesitated with a sour Grimace he abandoned that plan and staggered forward instead summoning another pair of magic bolts in his hands he couldn't afford to stand still for that long not with the Escape he only meters away if she climbed up the rock again he'd be dead on the spot if only he'd injured her enough he could be
confident her Mobility was gone Rufus moved with the smooth Grace of a mall class his balance and speed all greater than the human Norm he must have reached level 10 at least perhaps taken a feat to enhance his body control judging by the way he could move with impossible Precision magnan hadn't taken that fet he hadn't needed it Tyron swept three of his spirits after Rufus and poked his head around the corner of the stone trying to get a look at Laurel the moment he saw her he jerked his head
back just in time to avoid an arrow in the face she'd been waiting for him off balance Tyron fell to the ground with a pain cry the injury to his leg was making it difficult to stay on his feet and he had to pull himself up again sweat breaking out on his brow Rufus laughed you may as well give up he gloated as he parried a skeleton's attack and returned a Savage cut slicing the arm off at the shoulder joint you were never good enough to beat me as injured as he was tyon couldn't help but laugh
fight Me by yourself then he rasped incredulously the young Mage shook his head you might have got some levels but nothing to improve intelligence I see Rufus flushed hotly and opened his mouth but Laurel cut him off don't she warned him and the swordsman's mouth snapped shut Tyron leaned against The Rock trying to keep an eye behind him for the other Archer well that's not surprising we always knew who wore the pants in your relationship Rufus he heard Laurel TSK as Rufus roared and charged for
ward Tyron rekindled the bolts in his hands and prepared himself the second Archer appeared behind him Arrow ready to loose but he predicted that his back was already covered by three skeletons with shields Rufus battered several skeletons aside but ran head first into his two revenants who once so easily ignored a Savage cut from the undead swordsman nearly sliced his throat before Rufus pulled back at the last second Tyron stepped out from behind cover again spotted Laurel coming forward to Sh
ield Rufus and Unleashed his spells her eyes widened when she saw him and her hands flickered as she Drew and loosed an arrow with breathtaking speed but it wasn't fast enough the projectile flicked off the bone armor covering tyron's ribs but she was hit with one bolt on her Shin as she jumped to the side he heard a satisfying crack as Laurel spun in the air crying out with the pain fa's Fair Tyron said as he retreated behind cover again you bastard Rufus Grit his teeth as he wed off the three
revenants sword flashing in the light not my fault you're stupid Rufus Tyron turned to face the other Archer her angle blocked by the skeletons she tried to come further around the rock to get a shot on him but hadn't managed it as he faced her she blanched at the look on his face but exhaled a slow breath and released her shot one of his shield skeletons went down with an arrow straight through the skull before she ran up the slope they were whittling down his forces he couldn't afford to lose
too many more Rufus had fallen back to defend Laurel so Tyron took the chance to pursue the other Archer she'd run closer to the rift so she could shoot downhill at him a smart decision since it gave him less places to hide his own archers fired at her trying to pin the ranger down but they were running low on ammunition surea would be handy to have had an Archer rant through this fight he scolded himself with a sour feeling in his gut he realized he wasn't in a position to chase her with his in
juries he'd be too slow moving uphill and leaving the cover of the Rocks would open him up to Laurel his options were running thin and that Force Mage Brun was still out there somewhere as much as he hated to admit it the real threat was Rufus even together the two Rangers wouldn't be able to fight through his minions to get to him if he removed Rufus from the picture then he could possibly sit back and recover a little with enough magic and some time to clean and bandage his wounds his position
would be vastly improved as long as Brun kept his word and didn't attack while Laurel and her partner lived he'd be safe it was a risk to believe the Slayer would do as he'd said the man had already bent his rules once but what choice did Tyron have he was down to desperate gambles at this point he slumped against The Rock and Drew in several deep breaths making sure he was covered from the Archer above him at his Direction several of his spirits drifted into position he'd only get one shot at
this as exhausted as he was Tyron didn't trust himself to win a mind War not even against Rufus that left him one option The Necromancer closed his eyes raised his hands and began to Ink in his spell fingers flickered from one Arcane sigil to the next and in less than 10 seconds he was prepared Tyron pushed himself around the corner saw Rufus and Laurel together and extended his hand death's grass the black magic raced through the air twisting and coiling around it as it flew in a dark wave if h
e'd been by himself Rufus would likely have been able to avoid it but in a last second miscalculation he thought the spell was targeting Laurel he pushed her aside with a shout and became entangled by the magic a moment later crushed in its grip he could barely move at all and Tyron ordered his ghosts forward a crooked smile on his face the specters closed in on the bound Swordsmen wearing their own expressions of malicious Glee they stretched out their arms ready to plunge them into his flesh a
nd suffocate him with their ethereal cold but they didn't W Dash Tyron muttered as he staggered and fell to one side the ghosts hiss malevolently inches away from Rufus but they still didn't move forward they couldn't he was out of magic nearby all of his skeletons became still frozen in place as the Arcane energy they depended on to move ran dry Tyran himself felt hollowed out as if the force animating his body was gone he was a completely drained of magic there was no longer anything he could
do despair welled inside him as he looked up at the clouds roaring above he'd been so close a few seconds longer and that prick would have been dead and he could take some time to recover his energy a few seconds later the death's grasp dissipated releasing a shaken Rufus who quickly separated from the biting cold he felt surrounding him after a few long seconds where he brandished his sword uphill at the unmoving skeletons he realized what had had happened his uproarious laughter pierced TIR an
d right in the heart damn it I didn't come this far I didn't sacrifice so much only to fail here desperately he reached deep inside himself searching for any wisp of power any hint of Arcane energy something anything he could use to fight back when he didn't find anything he rolled his head and stared at his pack there might be another piece of Mage candy in there one that he'd missed before not even a whole piece would be needed a Shard a sliver dust it would be better than what he had now bare
ly able to move tyum began to drag himself across the Stony ground ignoring the flaring pain of his wounds he could vaguely hear the others moving around but he ignored them focused totally on his goal if he could only reach his pack he could turn this around he just had to reach you may as well stop there Tyron Laurel said The Necromancer paused hand outstretched to his pack and rolled over to look up the Ranger just sat above him rubbing at her wounded leg a frown on her tan face he turned to
look behind him and saw Rufus grinning widely sword swinging back and forth as he rolled his wrist not 3 m away he groaned yes yes you are rufus's grin broadened as stepped a little closer there was an ugly Light in his eyes as he approached almost feverish in its intensity just do it cleanly Laurel said to him her eyes hard don't around rufus's smile slipped a as he glared up at Laurel why do you always take his side he growled pointing at Tyron with his sword after what he said about my mother
I'm going to carve him like a roast if you don't want to watch you can turn the around Laurel rolled her eyes and glanced down at Tyron see you Tai she said shame about how this worked out for you yeah he rasped real shame she turned and slid down the rock Landing heavily on the other side Tyron looked up at Rufus who glared at him him you never deserved a single thing you got The Swordsman growled at him I hated that about you you never stopped whining I hated that about you Tyron forced a gri
n up at the swordsman and Rufus spat at him I've been looking forward to this he said Tyron curled his fingers beneath them cupping the magic bolt he'd scraped together a second before me too bright light flashed blinding Tyron for a moment something hot sprayed on his face and he spat reflexively blood his eyes shot open and he looked at himself no he was fine he looked up at Rufus The Swordsman had a strange look on his face his eyes seemed to be looking in different directions then a line of
blood appeared running straight down the middle of his forehead it trickled down to his nose fell onto his chin then dropped splashing against the rocky ground then Rufus fell into two pieces his left half falling backward the right slumping forward Tyron didn't look he was staring at the figure who'd been standing behind him he always was a shitty kid magnan observed looking down on Ty and with a broad grin he winked great to see you son chapter 112 Tyron stared up at his father in shock for hi
s part Magan continued to smile down on his child eyes sparkling with Mischief it was such a familiar expression it took Tyron a moment to notice that not all was well with his overpowered parent magnan looked pale his cheeks were sunken in and there were dark bags under his eyes as if the man hadn't slept in a month Tyron had never seen him like this what had happened F father Dash he began but the greatest swordsman of the western Province held up a hand to cut him off don't strain yourself la
d wait for your mother she's a bit slow I heard that be stated as she walked around the corner of the rock cover in one hand she held brunn's head which she tossed contemptuously to the ground with the other she manipulated a coffin of ice through the air inside he could see see Laurel Frozen an expression of slight confusion on her face as if she hadn't even had time to realize what was happening before she become encased Tyrant sigh even now what had proved impossible for him to achieve was so
trivially simple for his famous parents he tried to sit up but the pain in his shoulder flared and he collapsed back down with an agonized groan deori was by his side in a second oh my poor boy hold on a second I have something for you she rummaged in her cloak for a moment before she pulled out a small package wrapped in a wax she quickly opened it and pressed it into his palm place this under your tongue quickly now yes mother his reply was so automatic it came without him thinking about it s
he met his eyes and they both smiled before he did as she said as expected the medicine tasted like fried garbage but he didn't doubt it would be effective there was little reason for the steel to carry anything but the best he tried not to think about about what it meant for his parents to be here that he may have been saved from one terrible end but the end had arrived just the same he felt tears Sting the corners of his eyes none of that now lad magnan said as he squatted down next to his son
just relax let that foul tasting mixture your mother made do its work the slapped him on the shoulder The Taste isn't important only the efficacy she sniffed same approach to Medicine making us to cooking I see he joked she slapped him again harder this time the familiar back and forth warmed tyron's heart as the foul mixture in his mouth began to dissolve and slide down his throat as it did so he felt it begin to take effect a faint itching sensation igniting around his wounds growing stronger
each passing second his parents continued their good-natured bickering for a minute as he let the Sev do its work though it was still painful he managed to sit up and lean back against The Rock his father scratched his cheek awkwardly ah this is was a little late and I'm sorry about that really but happy Awakening day he declared pulling a sheathed sword from his belt and offering it to Tyron The Necromancer stared at his father theide and slipped a sta from where she had it strapped to her bac
k before she offered that to him as well it took longer than expected to get these made she explained we wanted you to have the best as he looked at the two gifts Tyron couldn't hold the tears back any longer he reached up to wipe them away and awkwardly reached out to take the two weapons I'd rather you'd just been there he mumbled he could feel the power thrumming from the gifts they brought him something only a gold ranked Slayer could use properly and they'd given him two it was so typical o
f them we know magnet admitted we planed to be there but as usual our timing didn't work out I'm sorry an apology he'd heard a hundred times before Tyron just nodded he looked at his mother and noticed that she too appeared more Haggard than he'd ever seen her before as if she'd fought a weekl long battle through a rift she looked exhausted I is everything all right he asked she laughed and leaned forward to embrace him I'm not so weak I need my son to worry about me she said hey let me get in o
n that action magnan eagerly hopped forward and unfolded the both of them in his arms they remained like that for a long moment enjoying the feeling of being together again until tyr and Shrugged uncomfortably I think I can stand up now he said his par par released him and gave a little space don't push yourself she warned him concern in her eyes I can't believe you were still fighting given how injured you were he's tough like his old man magnet boasted slapping himself on the chest we Steels a
re too stupid to know when to quit that's true for you at least my Tyron isn't as thick as you unworthy I think it's the Constitution I get from being a necromance atti and admitted I can push through a lot that might help your body hold up son but not your mind you're hard as Nails I guarantee it magnan beaned down at him with obvious pride and tire and ducked his head as he pulled himself to his feet they were always like this full of praise and positivity he'd never been comfortable dealing w
ith it from ordinary parents perhaps it would have been easier to accept but they doted on him as if they didn't recall who they were he could remember how his father had acted the day he'd unlocked the swordsmanship skill you'd have thought he'd won the Swift Saint contest and being crowned the best in the Empire watching someone who'd actually won that tournament act in that manner had just made Tyron embarrassed he took hold of the sword that still pulsed with power gripping it tightly in his
left hand I can't believe you got me a sword he shook his head magnan Shrugged a little embarrassed I had to cover the bases didn't I he defended himself what if you'd actually awakened as a swordsman and we came home with a staff but no sword I'd have turned around found and gone back out to commission one immediately as if there was ever any chance this boy is a genius Mage make no mistake he had a mystery before he even had a class Tyron tried not to smile I have two now de gave a little shr
iek and squeezed him from the side as magnan threw back his head and laughed I still have a long way to catch up to you too how many do you have now dad magan's laugh cut off and his eyes flick to his wife there's no need to dwell on the numbers more isn't necessarily better it's all about how far you advance them he nodded seriously take that lesson to Heart Deary huffed he has nine she murmured pretending to glare at her husband I've never been able to catch up to him let's not dwell on that h
ow far did you manage to advance yours tyon there advaned both of them both Steels boggled and he felt a flush of Pride at being able to shop them for once how be gasped what level are you you can't be over 40 already I'm not he shook his head I reached level 30 in Necromancer they were progressed by the Unseen as a reward well well well Magan grinned I can see you have a lot to tell us he glanced up at the sun overhead we've got a little time why don't we set up a little Camp here and you can t
ell us about your journey they waited for him to nod and then launched into a flurry of activity in no time at all they had arranged a humble campsite replete with crackling fire as they utilized their superhuman abilities to perform routine chores in mere seconds from their packs they pulled tea and bread along with cured meat and soon they were chatting around the fire listening with wrapped attention as Tyron detailed his trials since the Awakening as always his parents made an excellent audi
ence hanging on his every word and interjecting with appropriate excitement or sympathy at the right moments when he fought off his friends and escaped the Tomb in foxbridge his mother sniffed and glared at the nearby corpse of Rufus now freezing in the icy temperatures I never like that boy she declared his poor mother deserved better poor elbeth magnan shook his head a shame she got caught up in all this or what Tyron asked his father waved him off later lad finish your tale first he told them
of his trip to Woodedge getting robbed on the way and eventually making it to the town he spoke of his apprenticeship to hath learning the basics of the butcher trade his forc ritual casting of Beyond the Veil and the chaos that ensued they listened quietly as he spoke of his first journey to the broken lands of his search for bones and his first meeting with Dove when he told them of his attempt to rush to the rift hoping to do something to support the Slayers they both winced and he nodded sh
eepishly not my best decision he admitted your heart was in the right place beer reached out and patted him on the knee and one day I believe you'll be so mighty you can hold a rift single-handed but that wasn't the time to try he went on to detail how Dove had saved his life how they had bunkered down during the break and how he had partially resurrected his friend and Mentor he sounds like my kind of guy magnan laughed and beer shot him some side eyee oh come on would I have given him my walle
t no but he does sound like a fun person to know Tyron opened his mouth to defend Dove but shut it again after a pause the sumoner hadn't been altogether wise with his finances if he gotten his hand depends on magnin's Fortune it likely would have vanished overnight he wasn't the kind of person you would approve of mother he said but he was a great Slayer a brilliant Mage and a good friend to me I can hardly disapprove of him after everything he did for you beer said I would love to have met him
the Necromancer nodded sadly he's free now that's what he wanted more importantly that was some incredible magic Beery infused I earned my second mystery for it then he detailed his contact with the Scarlet court and the summoning of your his mother huffed disapprovingly vampires she said with disapproval I've never liked them you know about them Tyron turned his eyes to her and the battle mage smiled of course but we can deal with that later go on he went on to detail his escape from Woodsedge
his journey through the Western Province and the encounter with the farm and bandits the's face Twisted in disgust at the description and even magnan leaned and spat to one side filth The Swordsman stated simply as if it was all that needed to be said after the battle and his successful defense against the Counterattack he described his meeting with elbeth and her teacher which raised the eyebrows of both his parents Priestess to the old gods well I did not see that coming magnan said Dei hesit
ated before speaking I don't really see elth as being compatible with them you know about them as well Tyron demanded magnan laughed you don't get to as high a level as us without learning a few things he chuckled even though people tried desperately to hide it in fact the more they try to hide it the more I want to find out what they're hiding from there he told them of his journey through the foothills of his contact within the abyss and of hunting down the bandits going through the veil magna
n whistled sharing a look with beer he's not going slow is he be said with pride I couldn't have done it without the help of your Tyrant explained but his mother wouldn't have it it takes a certain fortitude to encounter to the beings Beyond the Veil and return with your sanity you should be very pleased with yourself there's a reason abyssals are usually hunted by gold Slayers Tyron hadn't known that by the time he got to explaining his encounter with kagle his capture of the Archer and his dis
covery of the nent rift almost an hour had passed only then did he realize something he should have thought of earlier the Archer she's still out there magnan looked at him with an eyebrow raised you think we didn't know notice her he asked incredulously is she Tyron faltered glancing at rufus's bisected body and Laurel's Frozen tomb she's alive beer said glancing up the slope but she won't bother us for a while she still has a purpose to serve from there he told them of his fight to examine the
rift and his defense against the Slayers almost as an afterthought he mentioned the marshals and the Ambush which your had foiled Marshalls magnon shook his head they might be able to keep the regular populace in line but they're terrible at fighting high level Slayers at least the regular ones are they don't have to do it very often they can rely on the brands most of the time at least I don't have one of those Ty and grimmest and you never will if you play your cards right magnan winked Tyron
Shrugged uncomfortably now it came down to it he felt a queasy twisting in his guts as wonderful as it was to spend time with his family again as warm and safe as the presence of his parents made him feel he knew deep down that it was an illusion I I did my best he choked out emotion Welling in his throat he vigorously rubbed away the tears that threatened to spill once more I tried I tried to make you proud de was by his side in an instant her unwrapped around his shoulders and we are proud of
you Tyron you've done so well better than even we could have hoped she's right Sun magnan confirmed his eyes soft you were dealt a terrible hand and you made a winner out of it anyway I couldn't have done better myself at your age well done lad Tyron slumped forward his head between his knees and nodded but it's over now he stammered trying to firm his resolve I know they sent you to bring me back he drew in a shaky breath and raised his head I I'm ready I've probably damaged the steum reputati
on Beyond repair but at least if you turn me in people will see we solved it in the family and I want you to apologize to worthy and art make for me I feel terrible for leaving them the way I did he couldn't look at his parents as he spoke only glancing at them when they didn't reply to his words they were both looking at him as if he were insane you think we're going to take you in magnan laughed Don't Be daed Boy de looked hurt you really thought we would do that to our own son Tyron stared at
them but you have to he stammered you'll be outla if you don't the two Slayers continued to look at him with those puzzled Expressions on their faces so magnan said The Necromancer grew increasingly frantic as his parents failed to grasp the gravity of the situation you'll be killed they'll hunt you down I won't let that happen magnan shared an awkward glance with beer before he reached out and grasped his son by the shoulder Tyron you need to listen to me none of this is your fault do you unde
rstand he glanced up at the son overhead and I wish we could take more time to explain it all but we seem to be running a little short W what are you talking about beer sighed before she started to explain this is all a fault she said a sad smile on her lips just like everything else that's gone wrong in your life and I can't apologize enough I'll try to explain as briefly as I can she looked up as she tried to think of what to say it really boils down to the magisters the nobility who control t
hem and the four who control them Ty and boggled you mean the divines she sneered of course the divines the entire branding system is their invention desperate to prevent anyone from fighting their way up to the same level when your father and I reached a certain point Magnum picked up as she trailed off they told us we couldn't progress any further he sounded completely affronted and tyring could understand why you might as well have told the pair to stop breathing imagine that stop fighting le
ave the Rifts alone retire to some mansion in the central Province and live out our days in peace he looked as if if he might throw up just thinking about it and Tyron couldn't help but laugh knowing his family as he did it was a ridiculous request we could still tidy up little jobs around the edges but nothing serious nothing like what we would need to do to progress if we didn't comply they threatened to use the brands and murder us so naturally we immediately tried to find a way around it sne
aky stuff dark Powers vampiric nasties long forgotten Gods all the classics take this seriously magnan beer frowned but he's basically right we sought for a way to nullify the effects of the brand and break the control they had over us we were partially successful we were able to weaken the brand but couldn't break it and to make a long story short magnan broke in they found out what we were up to and decided to punish us Tyron frowned how you love beer said gently the divines interfered with yo
ur Awakening they have some influence over the Unseen seene not much but the Awakening crystal is designed to increase this control they used it to give you the Necromancer class and the dark ones noticed their meddling giving you anathema to help you survive and disrupt things for their enemies it was a shocking Revelation and tyron's brain froze as he tried to process it the gods had given him this class in order to punish his parents it was absurd or was it magnan grimaced from there it was r
elatively easy for them to engineer a situation that was no win for us we'd either have to kill you our only child or die ourselves which is what they really want the words registered with Ty and slowly no he said his father gave him a twisted smile I'm afraid so son there's only one way out and I'm afraid that this is it we created this mess ourselves prodding at things we shouldn't have there's no way we would ever make you pay the price for that it's for the best this way tyon his mother told
him you will survive you can send the Archer girl back to the Magister after your modifies her memory she'll tell them we all died and that'll be the end of it they don't really care about you that much it's your father and I that they want you can escape through the rift we've arranged things for you a new identity a chance to hide and start your life again no he shouted it wasn't possible this couldn't be happening he refused to accept it he refused magnan side we're about out of time beer he
said peering up at the sky irritation flashed across her tired face always interfering even at the worst possible moments she snapped useless Pricks could never leave us alone language dear shut up magnan she turned back to Tyron there's a letter for you in my pack that explains what to do from here we've arranged things with some friends of ours they'll help you the two of them Rose and stood arm in- arm looking down on their son with proud Smiles on their faces Tyron looked a mess tears runni
ng down his face as he stared imploringly up at them live your life son was so so lucky to have had you in our lives and I'm sorry we messed things up so badly for you be said her lip quivering magnan leaned his head down against that of his wife you'll be free after this he said we've been able to do that much for you in the end love you kid he turned his head and kissed his wife's hair are you ready darling of course the greatest Swordsman of the western Province flipped a dagger from his belt
and caught it nimbly by the hilt you may want to look away for this he said to Tyron before he turned lifted Beer's chin and kissed her full on the mouth then he Ram the dagger straight into her heart beer stiffened then went limp in her husband's arms magnan lowered her lovingly to the ground then knelt by her side sorry we couldn't leave you our souls he said quietly we didn't want to risk the divine's getting hold of us he tapped himself on the chest but but this is the finest damn set of ma
terials you'll ever get your hands on make sure you use it well without taking his eyes from beer he laid down by her side before he slid the blade into his own chest sighing as he did then he was gone Tyrant sat staring at them for a long long time chapter 113 hours pass and still their young Necromancer sat unbelieving as he stared at the rapidly cooling corpses of his parents it didn't seem real it couldn't be real magnan and beer selum were Invincible immovable presences in his life the thou
ght that they might die had never even entered his head to his mind they were functionally Immortal regularly entering the most dangerous places imaginable and leaving with hardly a scratch the sight of their still and lifeless bodies refused to register and his brain froze he was dimly aware of his skeletons coming to life around him as his magic slowly replenished they may have even fought off some Rift kin as he sat unmoving he couldn't be sure hours later he gathered enough of himself to tur
n muscles aching from lack of activity and he grasped his mother's pack fumbling it open with shaking hands to find the note she had left him he read it through five times despite the evidence before his eyes he still couldn't make himself acknowledge what had happened despite the note which he read over and over it couldn't Force the knowledge that his parents had died to sink into his head he was still struggling with it when night fell they knew from the beginning it was going to end like thi
s your said from behind him Tyron turned his hollow stare onto the vampire and she met his eyes evenly you were working for them he rasped his voice horse as if he'd been screaming in his own throat for hours her dark eyes softened imperceptibly we were working with them it was magnan and beer who arranged for me to accompany you and they who paid the prize for my assistance my mistress had her own reasons for sending me of course Tyron nodded he still couldn't feel anything as if the emotions h
ad been blasted out of him almost against his will his eyes moved to flick back to the corpses on the ground he St them looking at those lifeless bodies wouldn't help nothing would help your gestured to the letter your mother has written of the arrangements yes the Archer is already stumbling her way back down the mountain she will testify to your death at the hands of your parents so magnet and beer would go down in history as murdering their own son apparently he was a wanted criminal and a th
reat to the Empire so they continue to be heroes in the eyes of the people which for some reason ignited a slow burning Fury in tyron's gut the silence dragged out and for a moment even y looked discomforted tyron's eyes were dead his posture slumped yet he radiated a cold anger that manifested as his fingers Cur and uncurled into fists the knuckles whitening as he clenched the arrangements they had planned everything out for him so well given him as much time as they could manage letting him ga
in power so that he could stand on his own when they were gone it was all there on the page if he followed their instructions he would live a quiet and Anonymous Life free of the brand free of control the freedom they had always been denied in their own life they had bought for him he'd have to hide of course but they'd arranged that for him as well experts who could produce fake status documents corrupt officials that would look the other way and let him settle you choose they'd written you get
to choose when he thought of how much they had wanted that choice he almost broke it was the most precious thing in the world to magnan and beer the greatest gift they could bestow he didn't want it he wanted his family back you took their souls didn't you he rasped as he stared up at the vampire your mother forbade us from telling you what happened to their souls except to say that the court does not possess them she shook her head tyon grunted he should have known they wouldn't let him track
them down once again they had gone somewhere he couldn't follow he stared at his hands trying to reconcile The Emptiness inside him and the glowing Embers of his anger what are you planning to do you're asked a slight smile quirking at the corner of her lips will you do as your parents suggest settle down somewhere out of the way practice your magic in secret and live a quiet fulfilling life he looked at her his thoughts slowly turning over in his head I have a lot of work to do he said forcing
himself to his feet you'll watch him go stumbling around the prompted campsite magnan and beer had left their gear behind which was worth thousands of gold that couldn't be left to rust away on the mountain side he couldn't bring himself to touch his parents however he gathered their packs sorted the many many valuable items they had tucked away transferring the most immediately useful ones to his own pack two strange Jewels were amongst the things he found his mother's letter had detailed what
they were and what they were for he placed each one on either of his parents' bodies in ensuring they wouldn't roll off magnan had ensured they were lying relatively flat just another courtesy from his father before he'd taken his own life with that task done he sent his skeletons to gather the remains scattered across the mountain side so many Slayer bodies many of them still in excellent condition an abundance of wealth the likes of which he'd never seen in his short necromantic career With a
Little Help from his remaining renant he pitched his father's tent on the other side of the rock slightly sheltered from the Bree and where he couldn't see them after he ate and drank he gathered his tools and began to organize his work area as the saying went many hands made light work and despite his extensive losses tyon was not short on hands for once he also wasn't short on time he rebuffed the occasional rivkin surge but his work progressed smoothly All Things Considered perhaps y was help
ing in that regard when she wasn't watching him through her gleaming red eyes that smile still on her lips when he was ready Tyron began to systematically prepare the remains extracting the bones separating the flesh burying The Refuge he didn't want and couldn't use he paused for a second when he came to Laurel's body freshly recovered from her icy coffin but his eyes hardened and he smashed down with his Cleaver she deserved nothing less when the task was done he had his minions organize the b
ones arranging them so that they might saturate with death magic in peace after he washed his hands with some water from his father's canteen he gathered a dozen small stones each just large enough to fit in the palm of his hand new homes for the lost souls by the time he had finished locking them away he was swaying on his feet from exhaustion even Tyron had limits and he had found them he crawled into the tent and let sweet Oblivion take him sleeping through the day and letting his minions def
end the camp when the sun fell over the horizon he emerged whatever medicine his mother had fed him was miraculous to say the least the arrow wounds were almost healed only Circles of Pucket new flesh remained of the holes he'd sported the day before this morning he felt he could check on his parents and he found that the crystals had completed their work during the day doing just what beer had wrote they would the two figures were now coated in a thin layer of glittering diamondlike substance i
t would preserve them perfectly the letter had said until he was ready to put the bodies to good use he wasn't sure he would ever be ready to dism remember his own parents but he didn't want them rotting away here on the mountain side either he would need to put them somewhere safe where they wouldn't be disturbed but thatat would have to wait he simply didn't have the means right now y stood over the remains her perfect face of blank mask have you decided what you're going to do yet Tyron ignor
ed her there was still so much to do in fact he remained on the mountain for a week he took his time prepared his spells meticulously took notes raised his new new minions with Care on the third day he went down to the village and spoke to Orton informed the man of what had happened and traded for supplies the Villager was shaken as Tyron told him of the Slayers dead on the mountain and the mammoth rivkin he had slain he begged Tyron to remain and protect them refugees from the PLS had arrived a
nd they needed help more than ever The Necromancer refused told him when he would leave and turned away Slayers would come to protect them eventually he no longer felt compelled to be a shield for these people he benefited from the experience the riffkin fed him but that was all for the remainder of the week he worked studied and rested in many ways it was the idilic existence he had always craved time to examine his class time to think on his spells and experiment he learned a great deal in tha
t time putting the opportunity to good juice but he found no satisfaction in it the more time that passed the more the cold anger in his belly burned brighter the anger burned any pleasure he might have felt to Ash incinerated the joy he might have felt magnan and beer were dead it was the divines that had killed them oh they had acted through their puppets the nobility and they thre theirs the maesters but it was clear where the fault truly lay Tyron didn't know how he could possibly seek reven
ge against the gods he didn't know how to reach them or how to hurt them if he did even the nobles were Beyond his reach protected by layer after layer of law privilege soldiers and Slayers the magers two were difficult to reach able to control every person who fought against the king using the brand but he would reach them it would take time a great deal of time but he would reach them what had happened on this mountain what had happened to his family wouldn't be allowed to stand Tyron didn't k
now how but he was going to throw down everyone who had done this and grind them beneath a skeletal heel when the week was done he met with your under the full moon I've decided he said a smile split her face in half revealing her fangs and I take it you haven't chosen to live a quiet and reserved life no he said shortly her grin widened which he hadn't thought was possible I'd hoped you'd say that so you want Passage through the rift I do well then she reached out a hand for him to take shall w
e that night he performed the status ritual once more confirmed his choices and stepped into the rift the vampire by his side in his hand he held his bedraggle book of notes a tone that would come to be known and feared across the realm as the Book of the Dead chapter 114 William stuttered awake his dream overlapping reality for a dizzying moment until the pounding Anvil resolved itself into a knocking on his door a quick glance at his shutters revealed a distinct lack of light flowing through t
he cracks what time was it muttering to himself he threw back the sheets and forced his feet into his slippers before he stood fetching his robe from the stand beside the bed and tying it around his waist this had better be good he warned in his thin crotchety voice as he shuffled to the door drawing it open to reveal a nervous sweating servant I'm very sorry to disturb your rest Master Willam and of course I wouldn't unless the matter needed your direct attention Dash spit it out man The Arcani
st demanded and the servant cringed back from him th there was a light spotted in the upstairs work area a man was apprehended but but what clap him in Chains knock his teeth out and throw him to the marshals I'll take an inventory in the morning he moved to close the door but the servant interrupted before he moved it more than a few inches it's one of the apprentices sir one of the new ones I thought you would want to see them for yourself before they were taken away an apprentice Willam mutte
red he had taken on two new students not 3 days prior they'd moved into the dorm 2 days ago and started lessons and bit work just that morning and one of them had the goal to try and steal from him already appalling not to mention the Scandal it would cause and the damage to his reputation it may be better if this wewood Apprentice vanished quietly rather than call the authorities step back you brat Willam snapped and the servant took a hasty step back from the door allowing the old Master to sw
ing it shut a few minutes later he emerged once more looking I Gish in his somewhat rumpled arcanists robes and a little disheveled his hair not properly combed nor his beard fully groomed nevertheless Thunder sparked in his eyes and as the servant fell in on the Master's heels he thanked the heavens some other poor bastard in Ken Moore would receive the old man's wroth when he arrived at the workshop William's temper had only worsened the cold night air had chilled him to the Bone even through
his robes and his damn knees ate something Fier when he saw this thief he may just bash his head in with his arcanus pliance and be done with it he stomped through the ground floor where his senior apprentices worked and made his way upstairs to find a small crowd gathered around one of the cramped and basic stations the Juniors used he recognized two of the men guards he'd hired to protect his property and who were about to be fired another face he knew far better Mrs Croton he snapped what in
the name of the divines is going on here in the center of the three figures sat a slight Sandy blond-haired young man hunched over the table scraping at a core using his pliance Master William the Stout old woman gasped when she saw him walk in as if he were a ghost what are you doing here so late at night he bugled at her I'm here to discipline this thieving apprentice and have him fed to the crabs he BS jabbing a n accusatory finger at the young man who continued his work not bothering to look
up the dorm mistress stared back what Thief Lucas here he isn't stealing he's trying to work I told him to wait until morning but he refused to listen spooked to the guards something fierce they spotted the light in the upstairs window and jumped to conclusions came to get me when they realized it wasn't no Thief when he wouldn't go back to bed I told young Jeremy to get your word since Lucas said he'd stop working if you said so didn't expect you to show up looking like my grandfather's ghost
neara scared me half to death Willam blinked through the Ning Jeremy had been the young servant and he hadn't needed to Trek here in the cold that boy is fired The Arcanist thought viciously what do you think you're doing boy causing all this fuss he finally snapped at Lucas beneath his fist bushy eyebrows the old Master could must quite the glare when he wanted to and he unleashed the full Fury of those brows now cool as a winter cabbage young Lucas turned to his master and held out the core he
'd been working on you wanted it like this didn't you master Willam after nearly four decades in the enchanting trade Willam found his eyes irresistibly drawn to the core taking in every detail of the lad's work at a glance your far Rune is misshapen he snapped Lucas took the core back and placed it under the glass once more magnifying it in his eyes the young man cursed causing Mrs Croton to gasp a few scrapes and The Apprentice turned and handed it back to Willam who again assessed it almost a
gainst his will better he begrudgingly admitted Lucas nodded then placed the cord to one side in a waiting receptacle before he opened a drawer to his left and withdrew a new unmarked one without hesitating he held it beneath the glass and began to scrape away with his clients what are you doing comea boy Willam screeched coming back to his senses working scrape scrape scrape this lad has a steady Pair of Hands William noticed then shook himself why in the Blazers are you working now nobody told
me I wasn't allowed to Lucas replied matter of factly I work better at night and I don't tend to sleep much being Apprentice to a renowned and successful Arcanist such as you master Willam I thought it would be foolish to waste any time you asked hunt and I to finish a hundred of these light enchantments before we reported back to you I'd hope to finish them tomorrow scrape scrape scrape tomorrow William stared he looked down at the workstation and saw there were already four calls sitting in t
he receptacle carefully nestled in their cups protected from chipping or scratching let me see that Lucas immediately put down what he was working on before he passed the three uninspected calls to his master I suspect the far room will be off on each of them he said I'd intended to fix them after having another clean attempt the boy was right each of them lacked the proper curl at the end of the Rune they'd work but the error would reduce the efficacy of the enchantment by 5 to 10% Willam blink
ed he taught this Apprentice how to do this enchantment that afternoon a basic bit of busy work for new students to chew on get used to the equipment the routine of the place and generally settle in something else the young man had said finally registered with him I also used to prefer working at night such a long time ago but he could remember those days as an apprentice and then after he'd been promoted and started his own shop he would work through the night multiple times a week scraping awa
y at calls honing his craft and preparing items for sale when everything was quiet and still it had been so much easier to focus KN Al Lucas said a slight smile on his face and Willam nodded night Al he echoed a very underrated feet he turned to the guards in the future Apprentice Lucas will inform you before he begins work is that clear he raised his voice at the end to get the boy's attention it is sir I apologize for the trouble Master Willam I didn't realize I broken any rules The Arcanist n
odded before he spoke to the dorm mistress Mrs troton please inform Jeremy he is fired the next time you see him insist that young Lucas gets at least three full nights sleep each week or he will answer to me otherwise let him work I will sir not to worry with that he left the workshop the lad still scraping away head down face to the glass as he went for whatever reason Master Willam didn't mind so much as he BRAC himself against the cold for the return journey and he didn't notice the slight b
ounce in his step as he alighted the stairs and returned to his room Night Owl he chuckled to himself as he wormed his thin frame back under the blankets that boy is going places are you sure you aren't an Arcanist by class Vic how many times do I have to say it I'm not an Arcanist if you bribe the staff you can probably get a look at my status when I signed up curse Mage is my main class and I picked enchanter as a secondary the young man who leaned over Lucas's table shook his head his eyes pi
nched shut in mock pain then how are you so good every time Master Willam walks past your bench he leaves with a tured pliance I swear by the goddess Lucas had raised his brow slightly at his fellow apprentices words but he didn't take his eyes away from the glass and the core he was working on beneath it I'm just glad I don't have to work on lights and pocket warmers anymore and we get a little time for our own projects Lucas muttered as he continued to scrape runes into the more gem Vic squint
ed as he leaned closer inspecting the work what in the realm are you working on here I don't even recognize some of these runes it's nothing Lucas said the other Apprentice Drew himself up I'm your senior Apprentice by 6 months remember he puff himself up a self-mocking smile on his face so be a dear and explain to your senior what you're doing so when the master walks by in a few minutes I don't make a fool of myself Lucas rolled his eyes fine he leaned back and brought the core closer to the g
lass enlarging the image so they could examine the runes more easily I suppose you can think of this as a repository it will draw in Magic hold it then make it available to another spell or enchantment it's intended to act as a power reservoir of sorts isn't that just a power core we have those already the younger Apprentice Shrugged his shoulders we do and are not likely to improve on a thousands of years old design this is something different I don't intend this to be a reserve source of magic
for Mages to draw on but to provide energy to already active spells like a summon or Golem exactly like that Lucas smiled I want them to be modular as well so I can Network them together if needed Victor rubbed his chin as he examined the runic script carved ever so finely into the surface of the core I may not know exactly what's going on here he pointed but isn't this going to be pretty ineffective you'll get a tiny trickle of power out of the thing at best that's the challenge I don't want t
his design to require large and expensive calls instead I want to maximize the effect I can get from smaller ones efficiency is the key well said land Master Willam hared as he wandered down the line of worktables after being promoted from the upstairs area the previous week Lucas had been making himself at home amongst the more experienced apprentices working under the master it had taken him 6 months of diligence effort but that was half the time it normally took to earn promotion from the dem
anding owner of Willams Arcanist Emporium there's no appreciation for good tight script these days need more power get a bigger call Sir the old man nearly spat on his own Workshop floor in disgust in my day we'd be beaten with a stick if we couldn't squeeze every ounce of power from a core and conduit magic as well linking weaker Calles is a much cheaper solution than purchasing larger ones but but it's harder half of the workers on this floor still have conduits leakier than a drunk rofer shin
gles a few of the others rolled their shoulders uncomfortably as they continued to work at their benches Lucas is working on a runic repository victus said sagely trying to power active spell forms we were just discussing the efficiency issue Master Willam a repository muttered the old man as he shuffled closer and peered into the glass a frown creased his features almost immediately as he muttered to himself these are some odd choices young man where did you find these runes in The Apprentice L
ibrary Master William Lucas replied promptly I spent many hours examining the texts and found this combination in Magic storage and transference by baxon Bon that lunatic still it will work it's just the old man waggled his thick brows I try not to give too much advice to my apprentices when it comes to their own projects especially the good one you'll have to puzzle through on your own he nodded sagely before he leaned down and patted Lucas on the shoulder consider the configuration of runes he
whispered before he glanced around the room to see if anyone caught the move and then shuffled off snapping at another Apprentice Victor shook his head look at how much he favors you he sighed and turn look at him walk see that hunched posture he's stiff as a board I think he's just Old Lucas remarked and doesn't giving the advice just mean he thinks I'm bad regardless it had been a hint and the young enchanter considered the arrangement of runes on the core for a moment before he sighed he'd h
ave to experiment through trial and error to find the correct configuration which would take time and more importantly use up the few calls he was given to work on his own projects there's no money in it you know Vic remarked looking down on the call once more Lucas frowned what do you mean what Willam was talking about there's a reason all of us are poor at working with small CES and efficient conduits and it's because that sort of work doesn't make much money there are many two bit arcanists o
ut there who fumble about with the little stuff you think Willam got rich selling trinkets like that no it's the show sters the highend work that really pays everyone in here is aiming for that market the more Junior Apprentice just Shrugged his shoulders an indifferent look on his face not me he said I've got something else entirely in mind chapter 115 are you sure about this Lucas don't you think willam's favorite Apprentice should be looking somewhere a little more up mucket Victor's voice st
ripped with derision and he looked at the people who crammed the busy streets around them with open contempt Lucas rolled his eyes in some ways he understood the attitude Victor had been born rich and had barely set a foot outside the walls of Kenmore his entire life that wall loomed behind them now a massive towering edifice that blocked out the morning sun an effect which gave the community that had built itself up outside the Western Wall its name Shay Town 50 m high and 20 M thick the wall o
f Kenmore was designed to resist assault by the most powerful riffkin out there the sheer mass of it weighed down on Lucas whenever he stood nearby a crushing presence that divided those able to afford a place within its boundary from those who could not of Ken Mo's 6 million citizens almost half of them lived outside the city itself I've told you a thousand times what I'm looking for and you still won't listen Lucas side I can't tell if you're deaf or thick at this point ho a lesser man would b
e offended by a comment like that perhaps you should be the two men stuck close to each other as they made their way through the crowds unplanned and haphazard in its design sheay town was a nightmare to navigate if you didn't know where you were going stick close to me and keep a hand on your purse at all times Lucas warned his friend again Victor nodded irritably surrounded by thieves and N do Wells he scowled in the name of the five I can't understand why you like it out here so much it's a l
ittle more comfortable for me I guess you could say I understand these people when survival isn't guaranteed when you have to fight for it desperation will make people do questionable things look at you for example have you ever been desperate in your entire life Victor the older Apprentice stroked his chin for a moment there was a time lady Shan was throwing a garden party I was baled at the time I would have done anything to get an invite Lucas snorted your example goes quite a ways to making
my point for me at any rate as long as you know where to go there are areas of Shay town that are as safe as can be you just have to know where I don't know how you learned any of this all I've ever seen you do is work and sleep in 3 years I don't think I managed to get you out for drinks once if you went out for drinks less than and worked a little more then perhaps you might be close to finishing your apprenticeship too I'm on schedule thank you very much it's meant to be a six-year apprentice
ship remember I took that as more of a suggestion Victor shook his head then bumped into a passerby and his hands immediately flew to his purse he sighed with relief when he found it still in place I keep telling you this is a mistake Willam favors you if you stuck around you'd have a chance to inherit his entire business how many years does the Old Goat have left four five why strike out on your own you keep repeating the same this is what I'm doing Victor if you want to tag along then stop try
ing to argue for something I've explicitly told you I won't do Victor felt a chill as Lucas turned a cold glare on him there were times the mild manner work obsessed Apprentice acted like an entirely different person one learned that there were red lines with Lucas if you were around him long enough he raised his hands okay okay I'll keep my mouth shut I just didn't want you to regret your decision I won't came the short reply and the two men moved through the crowd in silence eventually they ca
me to a small Market Square teaming with stalls and sellers Hawking their goods along with a flurry of foot traffic this looks like a good spot Victor observed cleaner than what I've seen so far you've just got to know the right places Lucas nodded but this is a little too noisy the place I want to look at is back there he pointed to a side street and the two made their way over Lucas walked with confidence as he approached a sweaty nervous looking man in fine robes Mr Finley nice to see you aga
in he said extending a hand ah Mr Armfield how are you I'm well this is the building it is might need a little work but its frame is sturdy and the location is among the finest in Shay town you can't be serious Victor muted the build building in question couldn't quite be described as dilapidated but it came close rotted panels of wood broken windows cracked Timbers crumbled masonry clearly it had seen better days for all that there was a certain Majesty to it two stories high a wide Frontage an
d the remnants of an ornate Arch doorway gave the structure an element of Gravitas it's as I told you at the office Finley said the building was once a fine edifice and the bones of the place are sound we can step inside if you like I would love to Lucas said his eyes gleaming Victor looked as if he would very much like to object but he sighed and fetched a scented cloth from his pocket covering his face he braced himself and followed the others through the door dark and musty the interior didn'
t do much to disuade Victor of the poor nature of the building but Lucas flicked his wrist sending several glowing Globes of light around the space to illuminate it he then held out a palm and conjured a larger ball to take along with him the light revealed what had once once been an office space with several desks a reception area and attached offices this used to be an administration building for the area he told Victor conversationally since this was a bit of a prosperous neighborhood they pu
t together their own town hall of sorts and ran their own Council out of here quite a bit of history in this building his fellow Apprentice looked a little green but nodded politely as if he was listening yes quite the people are quite proud of this place the market Council house it was called Finly infused one hand brushing at his robes compulsively oh I'm sure Lucas remarked which is why it's been in disrepair for almost two decades all that Pride he leaned closer to Victor but didn't lower hi
s voice at all the council was raided by the city guard for tax evasion half of them were thrown in prison the other half executed nobody wanted to touch the place for a long time and after that nobody wanted to invest the kind of capital required to fix the place up too expensive for a building in shaytown ah yes quite Finley started a thin smile plastered to his face I want to see the upstairs Lucas said and quickly jogged up the creaking staircase Victor and Mr Finley remained where they were
Lucas rejoined them a moment later looks good I'll need to renovate it but it would make a spacious living quarters and workshop up there he looked around there's supposed to be a basement level as well isn't there I don't see the entance oh Finley started yes there is actually the entrance is a little out of the way I'm surprised you knew about it Lucas gave him a broad smile I read extensively about this property in preparation for today as I understand it Market Square was the first place in
Shay toown to have a SE system constructed records indicated that the workers operated out of this very building so I assumed well you assumed correctly Finley said it's this way he led them into one of the back rooms before indicating a heavy wooden panel built into the floor you gentlemen are a little younger than I am if I could trouble you come on Vic I am not going down there Victor warned you toddler the two enchanters managed to lift the panel revealing the stairs that descended down int
o darkness Mr Finley Lucas invited oh I I will decline suit yourself in a Flash the young man vanished down the stairs leaving the other two awkwardly avoid voiding glancing at each other for 10 minutes just when Victor thought the silence couldn't be any more unbearable his friend emerged once more covered in dust and what looked like webs it's a mess down there Lucas coughed brushing it himself I'm surprised how much space there is though enough room for a wine seller Victor asked you could fi
t four Wine sellers down there easily I'm not sure if I believe you how much do you know about wine not much regardless I'll most likely use it for storage perhaps as a cold room Mr Finley fought to keep a smile from his face at his client's words he'd been trying to sell this place for almost 8 years after picking it up for a pittance I hope the building is to your satisfaction he said in his best ingratiating tone with so much space three floors effectively and in such a prime location this is
a wonderful opportunity to purchase a true Hidden Gem I'll spend just as much on repairs as I will to purchase the building probably more Lucas stated his eyes growing cold then he smiled but I am interested I'll have my agent get in touch with you to negotiate a price Mr Finley I must ask you to accommodate her unusual habits though she is seldom awake during the day to sell this damn place I'll walk through hot coals at midnight the merchant thought fervently he smiled politely I look forward
to the pleasure that got a slow grin out of Lucas so does she he assured the man feta stalked down the passageway keeping her cloak pulled tight around her shoulders she understood it was sometimes necessary in her line of work to frequent the sewer but that didn't mean she liked it the Dank tunnels offered many advantages of course there were no pesky patrols to worry about no Marshals no Slayers no maesters no nobles with their private armies other than the maintenance teams who were pathetic
ally easy to bribe and intimidate almost nobody came down here at all perfect for those who wanted to keep their business private and feta very much wanted to keep her business private especially tonight someone grunted behind her and she turned a brow arched are you trying to be heard you cretans she drawed in a low tone one of these things is hard to carry let alone to someone complain do probably gavl I don't care if you're bleeding your motherless guts out onto the ground you don't make a so
und all of you got it despite the darkness her feet enhanced Vision allowed her to see each of the 10 men nod and she turned back to lead the way morons why a 99% of all criminals so stupid she lamented it was true that almost half a meter of stone separated the sewer tunnel they were in from the road above but at regular intervals one could find gutter drains and Street entrances that carried sound remarkably well she absolutely didn't trust these lackes to recognize when they were likely to be
heard and when they weren't just to emphasize her Point she slipped a blade from her belt and began to TWR it through her fingers allowing the slivers of light from above to play across the metal even the thugs weren't so stupid they didn't understand her message if only it didn't smell so badly the place was well constructed with a narrow path along one wall to allow passage without having to step in the but the stink was something else thank heavens for nose plugs a requirement to operate in
the business in her opinion event the group came to a junction that featured a wide flat grating over the canals that ran beneath feta gestured to her men to remain behind as she stepped forward a hooded figure emerged from across the junction you're late they said feta raised a finger and waggled it back and forth tsk tsk tsk no hoods not in this game after a moment of hesitation the person opposite lifted their hands and pushed back the heavy cloth covering their head a youngish man with narro
w features and sharp eyes was revealed his raven black hair hanging shoulder length what's the point of revealing my features there are a thousand ways to fake one's face of course do you think this is what I really look like Feta smirked but it's courtesy that we conduct our business eye to eye so to speak she gestured for the man to approach and they moved a few steps closer until only two meters separated them she looked him up and down not bothering to conceal her interest you aren't exactly
hard on the eyes are you there's a certain air of danger about you I can practically smell it the man shuffled his feet a little uncomfortably and her grin widened you're Elton she said he nodded feta the very same it's nice to make your acquaintance she laughed a full-throated laugh manners in my line of work I don't often get such a polite address I'd kill for a Hello most days Delton Shrugged it never hurts to be though now I fear I must be a little rude and ask that our transaction be compl
eted quickly do you have what I ask for for lettera snapped her fingers and her 10 men came forward each carrying a cumbersome burden and wrapped in tight linen cloth Elton eyed them wearily but didn't appear afraid in the slightest which she found interesting her men laid the goods down on the grating before they stepped back into the Shadows it's surprisingly difficult to get these feta nudge the closest with one booted for far far more so than I expected making sure nobody notices the missing
is the trick that's a service you're being well paid for very true speaking of which Elton removed a heavy pouch from one's sleeve and lofted it toward her feta snagged it from the air with casual ease I hope you don't mind she said before she Unwound a knot and inspected the contents gleaming gold caught her eye fan tastic she breathed with practiced motions she tied a quick knot and in a blink the purse was gone she glanced down how are you she trailed off I'll take care of them after you lea
ve for the first time during their interaction feta hesitated obviously you aren't likely to answer but I have to ask what do you want with all these corpses Elton shot her a look as if she was stupid I figured she sighed next time I hope you'll be a little more prompt I don't much appreciate being made to wait down here next time the robe man folded his arms impatiently yes that was the terms I negotiated I need this many he pointed down every month she stared at him you are one sick puppy okay
don't get me wrong I think I like it okay after a moment Elton shook himself and folded his arms well I hope we can enjoy friendly relations from this point on feta tapped her chin with one finger as she eyed him frankly I'm not sure I want to be friends she grinned Elton blinked then he went to speak but closed his mouth he blinked again I'll see you next month he said finally Tyron let out the breath and felt as if years worth of stress melted off him at once he'd had to wait so long on stone
slabs around the basement 20 corpses lay in various states of Decay awaiting his ministrations time to get back to work this is the end of this video hope you enjoyed thank you for your supportive comments have a wonderful rest of the day the silent rupt is out
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Hopefully more soon this is the most fun necromancer series i come across in ages
Oh, i just realised, it starts from 0:15. Hope you dont mind that much. It wasnt intentional, Im sorry.
Ah, a good morning. I was hoping for more and here it is. ^-^
Thanks for the upload man, can't wait for the next one.
This is a awesome story..
That's alright. Hiccups happen. It's a very good story and a decent reading. 👍😊
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Is there a update today?
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OMFG.... I would have made a deal with old gods and the court. To get vengeance for what they did to me and my parents.
No update today?
There isn't going to be an update tell the next book comes out these videos coverd books 1 and 2
Is it me or is he always losing every fight and is so damn weak lol