Money-grubbing Necromancer (147)
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The center of the Caesar continent.
There was a huge tower there, raised so high that it seemed to pierce the sky.
A throne located on the top floor of the tower, overlooking everything.
This place existed solely for the witch Iris.
A pitch-black crystal ball lies before her.
Through the beads, evil spirits emerged.
Commander Knights.
An order of knights who have been loyal to him for hundreds of years.
A loyal group of knights who make even she, with her eccentric personality, ask questions with her own kindness.
“Are you done?”
-Yes. The northern fortress has fallen, and Belitas has returned to the earth.
“Did you speak well to the dragon?”
-I did as the witch instructed. She didn’t seem to completely believe me, but… …she didn’t seem to have any intention of finding fault with me.
“What can these bastards do?”
Iris answered with a cold smile.
The massive organization she belonged to, the ‘Oriental Witches’ Association’, had its hands in numerous dimensions. This continent of Caesar was no exception.
One of the planets in the lowest dimension. Originally, this place was classified as a ‘danger zone’.
Mutakta, the king of the orcs.
This was because the power was beyond the standards for a being born in the lowest dimension.
If you rashly reach out, you will have to invest excessive manpower, and the return on your investment will be zero.
But now it was different.
One day, Mutakta suddenly disappeared. The Eastern Witches’ Association, upon learning of this, immediately dispatched him.
It was like discovering a new continent.
The only problem was that the Witch’s Coven wasn’t the only one sending personnel.
Dragon Legion.
Because they dispatched a dragon there too.
The strength of the two groups was similar.
The same was true for the witch and the ice dragon.
They made a sort of pact that if they fought, both sides would lose. It was a loose agreement, but it had worked out well so far.
Because there was nothing to gain by violating each other.
‘But now it’s different.’
Those ignorant dragons want their territory regardless of whether there are living creatures or not.
As a group of noble witches, the Witch’s Coven’s main source of income was collecting corpses, conducting experiments, and obtaining byproducts. They had been able to extract a lot of mulberry by collecting a lot of fresh corpses.
He diligently offered tribute to the upper ranks and also accumulated a lot of contribution points.
Even his superiors were looking at him with satisfaction.
But now, the body is on the verge of disappearing. From Iris’s perspective, it would be a loss to keep her promise any longer.
So they let the northern fortress fall.
It’s a kind of negligence.
Bingryong will know that too.
But, what can I do?
‘It’s rare to find a continent with orcs anyway.’
Orcs reproduce quickly and have many offspring, making them the perfect creatures to supply corpses.
Having been given a position on this honey continent, I had no intention of stepping down easily.
And that wasn’t really a big conflict.
There are more than one or two planets that the Witch’s Coven and the Dragon Corps have reached out to.
Whether above or below, they all fight for their own rice bowls. Iris did the same.
North, West, South, East and Central.
Iris smiled brightly as she looked at the five districts of Caesar’s continent drawn on the map.
‘Let the orcs breed… … but then we have to give them the north and west.’
What is Bingryong?
You can just tell them to freeze the South and East and eat them.
If you promise to freeze me again in the future, I won’t even get up.
If only I could offer up so many corpses as a tribute one more time.
It wouldn’t be a dream to be promoted from a mere apprentice witch to a full-fledged witch.
“Hmm.”
It was while she was humming a song of happiness.
Kroong!
Dark clouds began to gather over the huge tower. A powerful magical force began to swirl.
Damn it… … !
The sky seemed to be cracking apart.
“……uh?”
Iris cried out blankly.
Because it was an all too familiar phenomenon to her.
Dimensional transfer phenomenon.
She also tore through the dimensions and arrived here.
however…….
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‘what?’
The magic power is so concentrated that the sky seems to crack and shatter?
That wasn’t a phenomenon that could be seen as nothing more than an apprentice witch.
At the very least, a full-fledged witch would have to gather that much magical power to transfer dimensions.
Right after.
Through the broken sky, a single figure riding a broom appeared.
Smooth neck.
Normally, a living creature would have one head. But the witch we saw now was different. She had three heads on one neck.
He wore a flashy badge on his chest. The badge resembled a black crow. Iris opened her eyes wide.
‘The Crow School?’
There are only seven great witches in the Eastern Witches’ Association. Among them, the witch known as the Raven Lord and the witches belonging to Ananke’s school wore such a badge. It is said that not only were they full-fledged witches, they also held a golden rope.
Iris could not understand why a being like her had come to this lowest dimension.
at that time.
Three heads stared at Iris.
“I am Luluye, an official witch of the Eastern Witches’ Association and a member of the Crow School.”
“Immature witch, where am I?”
“Who are you?”
Questions pouring in.
Iris said, carefully lowering her head, not daring to look at the three faces.
“I am Iris, an apprentice witch from the Eastern Witches’ Association. I was sent here to manage the Caesar Continent.”
At those words, Lerouye’s three heads looked at each other and said.
“Apprentice witch? Then does that mean she belongs to the lowest level?”
“This wasn’t the destination?”
“Let’s ask.”
Immediately afterwards, a crow flew out around Lerouye.
Ananke’s crow.
A crow raised directly by the Great Witch, one is assigned to each member of the crow school.
The role was simple.
It foretells an ominous sign.
-Caak! Roll, thud! Roll, thud!
Just like right now.
Lerouye’s head spoke as he saw a talking crow flapping its wings.
“Degururur, thud?”
“Is that a rolling sound?”
“It’s not a coincidence. Something intervened?”
Lerouye’s heads interpreting the content with a serious face.
“Who called us? Is it the Dragon Legion?”
“No. It looks like it was called for a purpose… … So I don’t know yet.”
“Anyway, it’ll take a month to travel through dimensions again.”
Iris, who was looking at Lerouye carefully, asked.
“I, Lerue.”
“huh.”
“Did you call?”
“say.”
“That… … I got an ominous sign. Is it okay?”
At those words, Lerouye’s three heads snickered.
“Falling while walking is also a bad omen.”
“The fate of death is also an ominous omen.”
“Everyone has their own way of thinking.”
“ah…….”
Iris scratched her head.
I only knew that crows could tell bad omens, but I didn’t know the detailed mechanism behind it.
It seemed that no matter how small or big the matter, if he felt it was a bad omen, he would just blurt it out.
“Then may I ask what you are thinking?”
That was the moment.
Lerouye’s six eyes rolled as he stared intently at Iris.
“Little witch.”
“Speak.”
“There have been some strange things happening recently, every single one of them.”
* * *
The sky splits into pieces, casting darkness upon us.
Shaking ground.
While the orcs enjoyed it like a ride on a roller coaster, the elves were different.
A mob of noisy elves.
Immediately afterwards, an elf began to run quickly towards us.
Elise, the forest keeper of the Mother Tree.
It feels like it’s been a really long time since I’ve seen you.
‘Actually, it’s been a long time.’
Because I re-entered this hidden gate after almost 4 months. Thanks to this elf, I was able to eat with the gods and easily teach alchemy to the skeletons.
Before even expressing my happiness.
She said with a hardened face.
“……It’s similar.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Hundreds of years ago, when the witch and the ice dragon appeared. It was the same then. Darkness fell, and the sky split. That was a sign of disaster. Even… … .”
Elise continued speaking with trembling eyes.
“It’s more serious than it was then. It wasn’t this bad then either… … .”
“Did you see it yourself?”
“… … Yes. I was alive back then too.”
It was a conversation that made me realize the average age of the elves. I was able to infer one piece of information from that statement.
‘The Witch and the Ice Dragon. Are those higher beings here?’
Finally, there was some information that came to mind.
Cedric’s pet dragon, Gleipnir.
Wasn’t there talk of the Dragon Corps and the Eastern Witches’ Association making it? What if the witches and Bingryong belonged to such groups?
It was not unusual for higher beings to visit.
I looked at the guy.
“Cedric. Do you think this is related to the groups I mentioned last time?”
-Maybe. That’s a dimensional transfer phenomenon. That’s how witches and dragons move. I think they were both called.
“both?”
-If you look at it from above and below, isn’t the pattern different?
As Cedric said.
The upper part of the sky was split like a spider’s web, while the lower part was cut in a straight line.
Seriously, he’s a guy who spits out information like an onion no matter how much you peel him.
The witch and the ice dragon.
From the moment he entered the first gate, Cedric must have been thinking about information about the Eastern Witches’ Association and the Dragon Army.
The reason I didn’t say that was obvious.
‘I guess he meant not to think about it right now.’
There was nothing I couldn’t understand.
When I first entered the game, wasn’t it true that I couldn’t even dare to face the witch and the ice dragon directly? At that time, I was a low-level player, and my only skills were curses and skeleton summoning.
That was this guy’s style too.
“That’s good.”
-Are you going to catch it?
“That’s right. Cedric, don’t you want to ride your pet dragon?”
―… … He’s not a pet, he’s a comrade.
“So you don’t want to ride it?”
-Of course… …I want to ride it.
Cedric, his pupils burning with desire.
Well, the appearance of the bone dragon that I saw in the first arrangement was really cool.
“Then we should catch it. Now that we’re stronger, we can try. Right?”
―Hmm… … Well. If it’s that level of phenomenon, it seems like she’s at the level of a full-fledged witch. It’s probably not a dragon dragon.
Elise, who had been listening to the story blankly, asked.
“Are you trying to catch them both now?”
“I plan to do that.”
“I think you were trying to make us fight each other last time… … .”
“There’s no need to do that anymore. As you know, Elise, I’m from another dimension.”
I explained the situation to Elise, who was blankly staring at me.
To summarize briefly.
The story is that after clearing the northern fortress and stopping time here, he became much stronger than expected.
“Time has stopped here?”
“That’s pretty much it.”
Anyway.
Why did the super lucky guy explode and the dice number came up as a contradictory 1?
I was starting to understand the situation that was slowly unfolding.
The High Witch and the High Dragon have come?
In other words, doesn’t that mean that pet supplies have arrived?
‘Then we have to catch it.’
Fortitude is achieved by not yielding to difficulties.
What is difficulty in the first place?
The witch and the dragon.
It would not be a situation where you could pit two people against each other and watch from behind with your arms linked.
‘The most difficult thing is, of course.’
It just breaks everything.
That has the highest probability of exploding.
‘If it gets to that point, we can just detonate a nuclear bomb.’
Of course, seeing Cedric’s reaction, it seemed like it wouldn’t have to be that hard.
The witch’s base is in the center of the continent.
Ice Dragon’s base is in the southern part of the continent.
This is the northern part, so if you go down and catch them all, you can clear the gate.
“It’s sorted. Urkan!”
-Chwiik! Big brother, you called!
“I’m going to catch a witch. Do you want to go with me?”
-Goes!
Orcs began to flock from all directions, smiling brightly.
fantasy,
