Dria Empire.

Imperial Capital, Carl City.

Imperial Royal Military Academy, Skull Magic Tower.

Milan Colt, a third-class professor at the Royal Military Academy of the Empire, is currently lying on a human doll with a graceful figure and beautiful face, eyes closed.

A person who is one hundred and sixty-four years old does not have an aging appearance as others think.

On the contrary, Milan, who is already a father of six children and a grandfather of twelve grandchildren, looks very young.

He has the youth of a twenty-year-old and the maturity of a thirty-year-old.

He closed his eyes and listened to the letter from his youngest grandson.

Until Dark's excited voice finished describing the whole story.

He then sat upright from his beloved human doll and opened his eyes.

"A necromancer apprentice of Qianjun School.

"The seed of a war mage?"

Milan recalled every word of Dark and constructed every scene in his words in his mind.

In his mind, the Brace Front was slowly constructed with the city wall as the center.

The Drian Empire's army routinely attacks the walls of Buris every day.

The young man named Guo Teng led Dark and the others to avoid the magic crystal cannon attack on the wall of Buris.

Trench tactics were used on the front line to ensure that the 19th Mage Regiment has not been reduced in strength to this day.

The use of the undead arms is also extremely smooth.

The skeleton soldiers and skeleton warriors in Guo Teng's hands are like personal soldiers who are completely obedient to his orders.

Just do whatever you ask.

As a sixth-level necromancer who majors in elites and minors in dual soul schools.

Milan heard Darhk's memories from his letters and learned about what Darhk saw.

"This is not the kind of control a Necromancer apprentice should be able to show."

Milan 'looked' in his mind at how Dahlke and Guo Teng got along for a week and made a judgment.

In his mind, Milan 'watched' Guo Teng's various movements, and felt more and more weird about Guo Teng.

Especially in just a few days, Guo Teng's mental power skyrocketed.

Although Guo Teng explained that he meditates 18 hours a day.

But it takes at least two to three years for an apprentice to accumulate spiritual points in his eyes.

And Guo Teng saved it in just seven days on the Brace front.

Even if he has joined the Prelia family, the Bone Family, there are enough resources to support him.

Guo Teng's performance can be said to be more genius than genius and more monster than monster.

Talent far beyond that of a genius, extremely powerful ability to control undead, and unique tactical insights.

Milan opened his eyes again and didn't speak for a long time.

He turned around and looked at the bookshelf in the room.

There is a photo of the Colt family on it.

Except for himself, thirty-six of the thirty-seven people in the crowded room smiled at him.

In the photo, there is a figure hiding in the corner of the photo frame.

That's Dark.

His youngest grandson.

He is also the most disobedient grandson.

In a family full of necromancers, a weird elemental mage appears.

A body that has almost no connection with the breath of death has kept Darhk away from the path of the necromancer forever.

Thirty years ago, as a grandfather who loved his grandson, Milan had the idea of ​​preparing a new body for Darhk.

However, the abnormality in his soul left him, who was only at the fifth level at the time, with no choice.

His research on soul magic was not in place, and he did not dare to modify it easily on his grandson's soul.

And now, he is sure that his soul spell attainments are no less than the level of a seventh-level epic.

He has the ability to help Darhk solve his soul problems.

However, Darhk is still accustomed to the profession of elemental mage.

Countless times, Darhk rejected his kindness because of his poor physical talent.

But now.

Guo Teng's dancing figure flashed in Milan's eyes.

"The Colt family should not have an outlier."

"I think you deserve my grandson, don't you?"

Milan came to the bookshelf, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the cover of the book.

Books passed by one after another, and skeletal arms took them away one by one.

Finally, there were only three books left on the bookshelf full of books.

"Outline of a Thousand Army".

"Resurrection of the Dead".

"Soul Fusion".

The cover of the white bones was opened, and countless pages flew up.

A manic hurricane that didn't know where it came from was roaring in the house.

The pages of the book blowing in the wind make a rustling sound.

As the hurricane spins and shatters.

Quiet.

The hurricane suddenly stopped.

In front of Milan, a bookshelf of bones holds up a thick book.

"Outline of the Integration of Thousands of Dead Soldiers".

Milan picked up the book and stroked it back and forth in his hands.

Then, he stretched out the book towards the human puppet.

"Send this book to the front line of Burris and give it to Darhk."

"Tell him that this book requires 60,000 gold coins."

The human doll took the book and bowed to Milan.

"Plop."

Her body fell heavily to the ground.

The white soul rises from the body.

The soul carried the book and quickly drifted towards Brice's battle line.

……

"Hey, Guo Teng, look what this is?"

Dalke took out a 16-karat book about 5 centimeters thick from his arms and shook it back and forth in front of Guo Teng's eyes.

Guo Teng looked at the "Outline of the Fusion of the Thousand Army of the Dead" on the cover of the book, and his eyes swayed up, down, left and right along with Dark's movements.

Guo Teng originally thought that he would be able to obtain the more advanced Qianjun style talent spell model from Dark after his spirit reached 50.

Who would have thought that in just three days, Dark would have what he needed in his hands.

"Captain, I owe you a huge favor!"

Guo Teng took advantage of Dark's unpreparedness and snatched the "Outline of the Fusion of the Thousand Army of the Dead" from his hand, holding it like a baby.

Such a thick spell model must have good effects.

With it, Leah will definitely be able to model better Qianjun style spell models.

If it wasn't for Darke's bad breath and lack of hygiene, Guo Teng would have hugged Darke and kissed him hard on the face.

What is a friend? This is a friend.

"Guo Teng, not only do you owe me a huge favor, you also owe me 60,000 gold coins."

"Huh?!"

Guo Teng, who was holding the "Integration Outline of the Thousand Army Dead", stared at Darke with wide eyes.

"Captain, you mean, this talent spell model requires 60,000 gold coins?"

When Guo Teng heard this number, his heart skipped a beat.

He should have thought a long time ago that even if it was related, the money he should pay would not be less than a penny.

The relationship with Darhk allows him to get better talent spell models.

But it cannot exempt him from the expenses in the relationship.

60,000 gold coins, this is 60,000 gold coins.

You must know that he sold himself to Irene for only 500 gold coins per year.

An entry-level spell learned by an apprentice also costs 20 gold coins.

Faced with a debt of 60,000 gold coins, Guo Teng's heartbeat accelerated.
Chapter completed!