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Morning come.

 

 

 

[Asai Trichia: Lvl 83]  
[HP: 125 MP:115]
[Title: Monster]

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[Violet: Lvl 32]
[HP: 100 MP:100]
[Skills unlocked:]

[Soul Eater]
Targets defeated by [Violet] summons, recover 10% of [Violet] missing HP & MP

[Summon Skeleton]
Skill costs both HP & MP

 

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[Leslie: Lvl 55]

 

"It seems, the system doesn't recognise Leslie as one of my people." "Leslie, what skills do you have?"

The elf who was enjoying his cold coffee paused. Swallowing down the contents within his mouth before asnwering.

"Your Grace, I was a hunter before entering Her Majesty's employ. Having spent over a hundred years in adventuring, I have heightened kinetic visual acuity." The man loosened his gauntlets, his boots, and opened his hip pouch to reveal numerous small and thin throwing knives. "Along with my swordsmanship, I enjoy utilizing darts with my off-hand." 

Asai without instruction, dashed one of his wooden plates like a frisbee. Before the item could fly out of sight, a dart shot forward, piercing the piece before falling due to its added weight and ruined flight.

"Not bad." "I'm not sure if I could even do that. Especially against a target that small."

 

Leslie bowed theatrically. 

 

"Leslie, what is your take on necromancy?" 

The abrupt question shocked the man, his act faltering as he seated himself upon a rock.

His mind spun, as he wondered why the human duke would even be aware of its existence.

 

"Your Grace, necromancy is a vile art. You shouldn't dabble in the work of god. Let the dead remain dead... I understand that the humans all fantasize about achieving immortality, but I assure you. Necromancy is not the way. I say this with certainty, anyone who dabbles in necromancy, disturbing the undead, is evil and corrupt.

And if you weren't initially evil, the dark energies of undead will corrode and corrupt your mind and soul."

Leslie glanced down towards his coffee, wishing it were a cup of booze instead.

 

"Nonsense! Necromancy isn't a vile art, how could you say such a thing? It is simply another tool to be used by the living. Think of it this way sir Leslie, your sword is a tool forged into being solely for inflicting pain and to kill. Does that mean that all swords are inherently evil? No. Because it depends on the user. If you utilize your weapons to protect and to defend, then surely that means you're using an evil tool for righteous reasons no?

For necromancy. Although at a surface, many unlearned people view it as wrong, but in truth it is a glorious form of respecting the dead. You should know, you said it, people naturally chase after immortality. Why? Because they want to continue existing amongst the living. Necromancy is exactly that, it is a gateway that allows the dead who had died before their time, to once more walk amongst us, to achieve more, to contribute more.

If the souls we summon were truly destined to remain dead, and that necromancy is as vile as you believe it to be. Then tell me why the many goddesses and gods above, why do they allow it?

I'm sure you're unable to! Because high above you, up in the heavens, there too exists a Goddess of death!

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And who are you to say she is vile!?"

Violet's hands were shaking from rage and adrenaline. Too many of her beliefs, her upbringing, her education had turned out to be propaganda from Ignis. Seeing the truth before her, the fertile lands, the happy citizens of Via Marea, and the prosperous kingdom of humanity. She had no choice but to accept her notions to be false.

However, there was one notion she was unwilling to part with. One she believed with certainty. Being extremely dogmatic, she believed to her core that necromancy was just another neutral source of power, permitted by the heavens above to exist.

 

For swords to exist, they simply had to be smelted and crafted from minerals and ores. 

For necromancy to exist, one had to commune with the goddess of death to open the door in between the two realms.

 

Surely, with such thought. Necromancy had a closer position in regards to divinity.

 

"WE!?"

 

Leslie abruptly stood, about to draw his blade.

"Wait! Hold your hand Leslie."

 

Asai stood, and casted his own undead skill

 

[Summon Skeleton]

 

20 pools of darkness materialized upon the ground, as 20 bone figures climbed through them. Entering the planes of existence.

"I'll ask you one simple question Leslie. Are you friend or foe?" "If you're going to be a complete bitch just because I can cast a skill, then I'll know for sure not to trust you with my back."

 

Leslie froze, gulping down his spit. A cold shiver down his spine as he glanced around. Afraid of moving even an inch of muscle, in case the duke saw that as an attempt to fight.

20 undead creatures each emitting ferociously frightening auras surrounded them. Asai's 4 phantom clones, who were defending the perimeter returned, sensing the sudden hostility.

The mighty duke stood, that dastardly long blade rested upon his hip. A weapon that emitted bloodlust and ruination even whilst sheathed.

 

His eyes returned to Violet.

"She said we. Does that mean she's also a necromancy on par with the duke!? Holy shit balls I'm fucked!"

 

 

Slowly, but surely. Leslie kneeled, placing his forehead upon the dirt in total submission. His masochistic persona showing itself, as his knight in shining amour façade faded.

"Your Grace, My Lady. I humbly apologise! I only spoke of what I was taught back in the academy. Back when I was but a tiny little elfling. Please forgive me."

His head remained on the ground, shaking in fear as the undead had surrounded him. However, as afraid as he was, his dick was rock hard from excitement. The humiliation and oppression excited him greatly.

 

"I-I DON'T CARE ANYMORE, AS LONG AS VICTORIA REWARDS ME, THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS UGH!"

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