Chapter 122 Growth
"Hey, what are you thinking about? Why don't you say anything when your Necromancer is asked to work? Or is it because your Necromancer hasn't killed anyone today and doesn't have enough magic power?"
Faced with Earl Garp's unceremonious disgust, Ai Luo took a deep breath, raised his head, his face once again filled with that commercial smile, and said: "Dear Earl, our family's
Little mage——"
"Brother President, I know what should be done. I will ask those brave brothers to stand up now."
But just when Ai Luo was about to protect Coco, this little girl stood beside Ai Luo first, with no fear in her eyes.
Seeing Coco suddenly become so sensible, Ai Luo was a little surprised, but also a little pleasantly surprised.
He weighed Cocoa repeatedly and said softly: "Are you sure? Are you okay?"
Coco raised her head and glared at Earl Garp with an undisguised expression of disgust. Then she put on a smiling face and faced Ai Luo and said: "Brother, the president, has always been protecting me and constantly telling me
For me, the type of magic affinity does not represent a person's true value. The president, the guild, and everyone in Pelican Town are very good to me, which also makes me understand that I should not be a necromancer.
Shame on you. Those who really should feel shame are those who are prejudiced against the Necromancer."
At this moment, Ai Luo really felt like he was so moved that he wanted to cry. Looking at Coco, this little girl who seemed to be crying at the door of her guild yesterday, now suddenly felt like she had grown up! If it wasn't like this
In this situation, Ai Luo really wants to give his little sister a good hug.
Coco took out the staff and said softly: "At the same time, I don't want this rude guy to touch those brothers who died in the battle. I think, even if I am a necromancer, I can bring them
His respect should far exceed that of this earl."
Count Garp, who was above, snorted, seemingly a little surprised that the necromancer in front of him was a little girl who had not yet grown up, but then he snorted, got out of the car and walked towards his tent.
Margo also glanced at Coco and Ai Luo, then followed closely and stepped into the main tent.
Holding the steel staff, Coco took a deep breath to calm herself down.
After the count and his mistress left, the little girl's stubborn eyes showed a little uneasiness.
She turned back and looked at the holy wafer sitting on the ground unable to move. The priest smiled and said feebly: "Although your magic affinity and yours are different,... we are both.
A man with a passionate mind. Therefore, as the high priest of the Holy See of Light... I allow your next behavior."
With the permission of the holy wafer, Coco felt relieved.
Seeing this, Ai Luo also held her hand, Mermaid Song supported the holy wafer, and followed the soldiers to the burial site.
Arriving at the burial place of the soldiers, Coco exhaled slightly, came to a grave, and gave a solemn military salute to the mound.
Then, she slowly waved the staff, feeling the power of death filling the air, and condensed it into the magic power she could control.
"Coco, can you...can you?"
Buffy was a little nervous, after all, this was the first time the flower fairy had witnessed human necromancy magic working on a real corpse.
There were some beads of sweat on Coco's forehead, and she gradually condensed the magic power at the end of the steel staff, and said: "It should be... okay. Vice President Napa said that manipulating human corpses is not a problem for necromancers.
How difficult it is... Just actually manipulating human corpses to fight is far more convenient and faster than directly generating undead soldiers... If you just make them move... it should... be... not a big problem..."
It's really not a big problem.
Although Coco seemed a little stuck in speaking, as the magic power spread, the mound began to slowly rise.
After a moment, a hand suddenly poked out from the mound of soil, pressed it against the ground, and slowly raised its entire body.
The remains of a soldier stood up from the grave.
Its pale pupils and torn internal organs seemed to fully reveal the horror of the previous battle, and also seemed to be a protest against its current situation.
Coco took a deep breath, and when the soldiers around her began to retreat in fear because of "the dead man moving", she continued to condense her magic and let the remains of the soldier move slowly, walking over there bit by bit.
On top of the whiskey and polyester cloth that had been prepared long ago, he lay down with a broken sword in his hands.
After dealing with the remains of this soldier, Coco let out a long breath.
Then, she bowed to the next grave and cast her necromancy magic again.
As the child said, it really doesn't take much effort to just urge the dead to stand up and move around. One after another, these corpses walked to the cloth one after another and were placed.
Throughout this process, the little girl maintained a very pious and respectful attitude.
Seeing her serious attitude, the soldiers who were originally a little panicked because of the moving wreckage now couldn't help but feel a little entangled.
If we must say that this process was a sacrilege, then the soldiers asked themselves that they were absolutely blind.
Because I'm afraid I won't find anyone here who respects these dead people more than this little necromancer girl.
But getting them to accept that necromancers who can manipulate corpses is no different from ordinary magicians is probably not something that can be done in a short while.
Finally, the last corpse climbed up from the grave, holding a broken sword in his hand, and lay on the cloth.
After completing this moment, Coco's steps were slightly swaying and seemed a little unsteady. Ai Luo quickly stepped forward to help him, but at this moment, a magic soldier came over with a bottle of magic potion and handed it to
cocoa.
"Give."
Coco was stunned for a moment, looking at the bottle of magic potion. She also looked at the magic soldier. Finally, her eyes turned to Ai Luo, who was supporting her.
Ai Luo smiled at her. After seeing the kind smile of her guild leader, Coco couldn't help but have a smile on her face. She nodded vigorously and took it from the magic soldier's hand respectfully.
Pass the bottle of magic potion, open it, and drink it.
Prejudice is always easy to form.
Changing prejudice often requires a lot of effort.
However, Airl is very fortunate that his little necromancer can face this kind of prejudice head-on, and can openly accept his identity as a necromancer in front of others.
This harvest is probably worth far more than those 3 gold coins.
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The night is already deep.
After the day's patrol and hunting, the entire military camp had fallen into a tired sleep.
This is a border area, completely separated from the front line of the war, so even the soldiers who arranged night vigils are very lax. They are just maintaining the vigil system and cannot really require everything to be in order.
strict.
The hustle and bustle of the first half of the night has now faded away.
Even the Mermaid Song Guild received the money and left obediently without doing anything surprising again.
The remains of the soldiers and the corpse-eating king have been put into special iron cages respectively. As long as the powerful light-trapping spell is still in effect, it should be easy to bring them back to Count Garp's territory.
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But this also means that the army will break camp and return tomorrow.
"Then, good night, Your Excellency~~~"
After finishing her work, Margot smiled and kissed Count Garp's greasy and Mediterranean head. After the Count started snoring on the bed, the girl put on her clothes and glanced at the head that had just been lying down with disgust.
The pig kept squirming on its body and only squirmed for less than a minute, then turned and left the tent.
On the way out of the main camp tent to her own tent, Margaux always kept a smile on her face. Because her beauty is her most powerful weapon, she must keep her weapon strong at all times and at all times.
In ready state.
Along the way, the soldiers who looked at the count's mistress had their eyes widened.
Of course Margaux knew what these soldiers were thinking. She had her hands on her hips, and her curvy figure would exude a scent called charm with every step she took.
However, she was only allowed to look at those soldiers, but was not allowed to touch them.
Because they don't deserve it.
Opening her tent, Margaux closed the special lock with her backhand. This allowed her to have a peaceful sleep without being awakened by those stupid men sneaking and squirming on her body in the second half of the night. She didn't have enough sleep.
But it has always been one of women's natural enemies, isn't it?
Sitting next to her bed, Margot slowly took off her fishtail skirt, took out the paper, dug at it a little, pulled out the thin and light things, wiped it with the paper, and threw it into the trash can nearby.
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Then, she got into bed, yawned, and lifted her quilt.
Among the bedding, a young corpse eater was lying there, holding a piece of chicken drumstick with both hands and munching on it.
When the quilt used to protect himself was lifted, the young corpse eater turned away, and the two light-emitting organs that were not yet fully developed were aimed at Margaux.
Margaux, on the other hand, stared blankly at the sudden appearance of the corpse eater, and stopped moving for a moment.
but……
Hesitation only happened in that moment.
After a short hesitation, the young corpse eater threw away the chicken leg, opened its teeth that were not fully opened, stretched out its claws that were still in human form, and rushed towards Margaux crazily!
The girl, who looked frail, quickly stretched out her right hand and firmly pressed it on the young corpse eater's shoulder.
boom--!
The next moment, a huge light suddenly burst out from the girl's right hand!
It was as hot as the sun. Even a tent separated by thick curtains could not hide this huge light. The sky became bright because of this moment!
Just after this moment, the young corpse eater turned into ashes as if it had never existed here in the first place.
And Margaux, this elegant woman, also had a cruel sneer on her lips. She lay down and went to sleep as if nothing happened.
——November 13, 1301, glass bottle: -2 copper, food expenses: -2 copper and 1 iron, herb collection: -1 silver and 5 copper, corpse-eater king captured: 3 gold, salary: -3 silver, balance
Chapter completed!