Chapter 47: Consequences

[Port city of Neima - City wall, South Zone].

The governor of the city, Orson Silverward, paced nervously from one side of the wall walkway to the other. Unlike Hadrif and Edwin, the wounds Orson had received were much lighter and had already been treated. If it weren't for the bandages covering his damaged eye, no one could tell that the man had been injured during the battle.

"Come on, come on... Come on, pick up." Orson said as he looked at the flickering communication sphere in his hand. "Come on Daniela... pick up, damn it!" The city governor finally stopped, raised his eyes, and looked at the scenery around him.

The wheat fields on the outskirts of the city were burned and littered with corpses. The houses and farms were reduced to ashes. The city walls were riddled with cracks and holes, and were stained with the blood of both monsters and humans.

The battle had ended almost ten minutes ago, resulting in victory for the city's defenders as the monsters stopped their attack and retreated into the depths of the jungle. But despite everything, the situation was far from good.

Although there was still no exact figure, Orson estimated that of the nearly 14,000 people who participated in the defense of the city at least 3,000 were seriously wounded and approximately 5,000 people, including the vice-leader of the Giant Clan, Hans Renier, and the leader of the Gale Clan, Hawat Manur, had died during the battle.

In addition, the city had suffered extensive damage, including the destruction of the wall protection array, the burning of almost all farms and fields, the destruction of at least a dozen buildings, and the deaths of hundreds of civilians.

"Sh*t... The clan Elders aren't going to like this." From the total damage alone, Orson estimated that even if there were no further inconvenience, it would take at least a year for the city to recover from all the damage and the entire rebuilding process would cost a fortune. "At least I hope the leaders will approve the order to clean up and exterminate monsters."

*Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz*

At that moment, the communication sphere in his hand stopped flickering, began to vibrate, and glowed with a faint white light.

"Night Fox, are you all right?" asked Orson impatiently. Although the attack was over, he hadn't received any report from the assassin, so he feared that something might happen to her.

[I'm fine sir. But things got a little complicated.] After a few seconds, a woman's voice could be heard from inside the crystal sphere.

"What's the situation, have you killed the priest?"

[Negative. Although I succeeded in destroying the artifact he used to control the horde, the Priest managed to escape. But I'm chasing him]

"Stop, don't chase him. It is too risky. You have already served your purpose, so return to the city immediately."

[With all due respect sir, I'll have to disobey your order.]

"Excuse me?" Orson was quite surprised by Night Fox's response. In all the years he had known, the assassin had never questioned his orders. This was very unusual behavior on her part. "I gave you an order.. Return to the city right now!"

[The priest is very tired and weak. If we let him escape now then we will regret it later. So excuse my disobedience, my lord. I will accept any punishment once I return. Until then...]

"Wait, Night Fox...!" But before Orson could protest against his subordinate's actions, the sound of the orb was cut off and it stopped glowing. Sign that the communication had been cut off. "Damn it Daniela! Why is she acting like this...? Sigh, please be careful."

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*Crack Crack... Crash*

Unable to withstand the pressure, the crystal sphere began to fracture and crack, until it finally exploded into a thousand pieces. Marcus lightly shook his hand to shake off all the shards of glass that had been left in his palm.

I hope that will be enough to keep him from being suspicious for a while. But I seriously never thought [Ventriloquist Corpse] would be so useful.' Marcus thought as he looked at Night Fox who was standing only a few steps away from him. But the woman was rigid and static as if she was a statue.

He approached the woman and stopped in front of her. Then, he slowly removed her veil and the hood that hid her face.

The woman's face was magnificent. Fine red lips, aquamarine green eyes, and her wavy blonde hair that reached her shoulders. If one ignored the almost 3 cm (1.18 inches) hole in her forehead from which one could see her brain, then one could say that the woman was incredibly beautiful.

Then Marcus gently caressed Night Fox's pale face and began to closely examine the woman's body, which could make almost any man drool. She was short, slim-waisted, her legs were long and she had large breasts. But even though her skin had taken on a pale bluish hue, the woman still had the body of a supermodel.

'F******k! There's no reaction?! I mean, I know I lost my d***, but I also lost my emotions and desires? What's the point of being next to a beauty if I can't even appreciate her?!'But even though Night Fox was the most attractive woman he had ever seen, Marcus felt there was no difference between looking at her and looking at a wall.

In fact, when Night Fox was alive Marcus only felt hatred for the woman and, even though she was the first human (Pure) he had ever killed, he felt no remorse or sadness whatsoever. Instead, he enjoyed every second of the fight and even more when he finally killed her.

'But on the other hand...' Marcus examined the place where Night Fox had pierced him with her sword. Although he obviously had no wounds, his enchanted armor had been perforated and was broken.

A moment later, Marcus activated Jörmungandr's second incantation [Self Repair]. In that instant, the parts where the armor was broken began to repair and close up at the same time as the armor's durability returned to its original state.

When the armor was completely repaired, Marcus looked at Night Fox again and used [Analysis] on her.

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Name: Daniela

Race: Undead

Species: Zombie Assassin

Rank: 3

Level: 26

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HP: 671/671

MP: 1311/1311

Strength: 78 Stamina: max

Defense: 55 (+100) Intelligence: 131

Vitality: 67 Wisdom: 35

Agility: 192(+20)

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Skills:

{[Poison immunity][Necrotic immunity]

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[Disease immunity][Cold immunity]

[Dark resistance nv:2][Evil resistance nv:3]

[Swordsmanship lv:1][Stealth lv: 3][Knife Technique lv:4]

[Acrobatics lv:5][Energy Magic lv:1]

[Night Vision lv:10]}

Weaknesses:

{[Solar/Light damage lv:10][Magic damage lv:1]

[Aura damage lv:1][Spiritual damage lv:9]

[Fire damage lv:8][Holy damage lv:Max]}

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'Even if her stats and skill level declined a bit, she's still quite impressive.' He thought as he looked at Night Fox's status. Although Marcus had lost his remaining five undead, just getting a rank 3 Zombie Assassin under his control had been worth it.

After his [Energy Sense] detected Daniela's presence, he had decided it would be best to kill her.

The reason for this was because Marcus still had some things to do in the port city and if anyone found out that he had been responsible for what had happened in the town, then he would have no choice but to escape into the jungle.

Besides, Marcus had no guarantee that the person approaching the town would not track him down and pursue him even after he left the place. However, the assassin's abilities far exceeded his expectations.

Although in terms of overall power she was a bit weaker than Marcus, Daniela surpassed him in both speed and combat experience, as well as being an expert in assassination techniques. Therefore, it hadn't taken her a minute to defeat Marcus and his undead.

If Marcus had been a normal human he would have died the moment Daniela's sword pierced his chest. But since unlike humans, his "heart" was on the right side, not the left, and since he was undead, he had suffered no damage.

Fortunately, the assassin had not thought of this and when she saw that her sword pierced her opponent's body, she let her guard down for a second. But although Daniela immediately realized that something was wrong, the second it took her to realize it gave Marcus enough time to pull a bone thorn out of his [Storage] and put it through her brain.

Once Daniela was dead, Marcus immediately turned her into an undead. But a few minutes later, the woman's communication sphere had begun to vibrate.

This was a problem because if the governor had found out that something bad had happened to his subordinate, he would have immediately sent someone to investigate the matter, and maybe he could find the town which was contaminated with necrotic energy.

Marcus, therefore, decided to use the low-level spell [Ventriloquist Corpse], to manipulate Daniela's vocal cords to trick Orson. By the time the governor found out, it would be too late and he would think she had died at the hands of Aylinor.

"All right, now... What should I do with you?" he thought as he looked at Daniela. Unlike undead summoned with necrotic energy, undead created from corpses only disappeared once their bodies were destroyed. So Marcus didn't know what to do with the zombie.

After all, he didn't want to destroy an undead as high quality as Daniela, but he also didn't know how to keep the body protected from the sunlight.

After thinking about it for a while, Marcus decided to try storing the Zombie Assassin inside his [Storage], and to his surprise, it worked. He then proceeded to gather all the Rehi crystals from the parasitic worms and when he was done, he left town.

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[Port city of Neima- Slums. Two days after the attack].

In the northern part of the slums were some buildings. These had been built as supplementary warehouses to the dock, however, when the level of crime in the area rose, the warehouses were abandoned and now were used by the city's gangs.

Inside one of these buildings was crammed with carriages and caged wagons which were filled with people dressed in ragged clothes and shackled in chains. Meanwhile, a group of armed men was making sure that everything was in order as they filled the rest of the empty cages with more people.

Standing in a corner of the warehouse, an old man of white beard watched the whole process. The old man wore a black robe and carried a wooden cane. However, both the wooden cane and the old man's face were stained with blood.

"Hurry up you idiots! I want to finish this before the Eastern Lord's fleet reaches the city!" John Makroft shouted as he wiped the blood from his face with a silk handkerchief. Then, the old man looked at the bite wound on his hand and averted his gaze to the motionless body of a girl lying on the floor.

A few moments before, when she was about to be chained and locked in one of the wagons, the girl had stabbed one of the men with a piece of glass she had hidden in her clothes and had tried to escape. But Makroft had captured her before she managed to get out of the warehouse.

However, in the process, the girl had bitten and wounded the old wizard. At that point, Makroft had exploded with rage and proceeded to beat the girl to death.

"You piece of sh*t!" Remembering this, old Makroft's face twisted in anger and he began to beat the girl's corpse with his cane. After a few minutes, the old man calmed down and wiped his cane with the silk handkerchief.

"Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t SH*T! That f**king priest! Things weren't supposed to go like this!" Said the old wizard as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After the monster attack, the city had slowly begun to recover. However, the amount of defense personnel remaining after the battle was not enough and the city's criminality had skyrocketed, even the jails were overcrowded.

At the time, many of the nobles who were connected with the underworld business thought that this was an excellent time to reap as much profit as possible. But unfortunately, only a day after the battle ended, the city governor's request for an extermination and monster cleansing order had been approved.

Upon hearing this, all the corrupt nobles and those people who had connections with the underworld had gathered all their belongings, sold all their properties, and fled the city. The old wizard was also no exception.

He knew that as soon as the mercenary troops and kingdom soldiers arrived in the city, in addition to launching a full-scale monster hunt, there would be a purge to get rid of the corrupt and criminals in the city. Therefore, for the past two days, Makroft had been selling all his property and belongings as he prepared to escape to one of the neighboring kingdoms.

However, the old wizard still had plans to continue his business in his new destination, so he had kidnapped a large number of people from the slums to then sell them as slaves as soon as he left the kingdom.

*Xiu...Plaf*

At that moment, a faint whistling sound was heard in the warehouse and a man on top of a carriage collapsed to the ground. In addition, the man had an almost three-centimeter (1 inch) wound on his head that ran from his forehead to his nape.

*Xiu... Xiu... Xiu... Xiu... Xiu... Xiu..*

A second later, dozens of whistles crossed the air and Makroft's subordinates began to drop like dead flies. All of them had a three-centimeter (1 inch) wound on their foreheads from which blood and cerebrospinal fluid were pouring out.

"We're under attack!!!" In an instant, the situation inside the warehouse turned into chaos. Some men drew their weapons and tried to locate the attackers. Others hid behind carts or wooden crates lying around the place. But whatever they did, the attackers would not stop, and the death toll only increased.

"The merchandise! Take care of the merchandise!!!" Shouted the old wizard who was hiding behind some wooden crates while preparing a defensive spell. If he lost the slaves, all his effort in the last few days would go down the drain.

"F**k the merchandise, I'm out of here!" Many of Makroft's subordinates ignored his orders, abandoned their tasks, and tried to escape. But before they could take a step out of the warehouse they all dropped dead.

"Goddammit... What the hell is going on! What... what..." At that moment, the old wizard felt a heavy, sleepy feeling invade his body. "This is... magic... a numbing spell... I have to... escape..." Although Makroft recognized what was happening, he could do nothing against the spell, as its effects were far more powerful than he could withstand.

Finally, the old wizard fell face-first to the ground and his protection spell was nullified.. Soon, his eyelids began to close and within seconds old John Makroft lost consciousness.

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