Chapter 134. I like the city better than the countryside (4) + Undead are blessed! (1)
“Now that the supply of paper has become stable, is printing next?...
How many years ago has paper been improved?
Even so, I still haven't touched the print.
To be honest, there are parts where I was expecting someone to touch it first.
After all, there is an overflow of money, so there is no need to obsess over one or two small businesses, so I thought, who can do it?
Originally, I expected that if the quality of paper improves, something will blow in the printing industry.
But it didn't make much of a difference.
‘What... only 2? It would be absurd for me to expect things to change in three years.' Most of the books circulating on the continent now are hand-transcribed.
Or, though extremely rare, they are using type.
However, making that typeface is cumbersome.
The framework is not stable, so the trend is still desperate.
Even now, if you go to a workshop that handles books, you can see young boys copying books so hard that their hands bleed.
Certainly, if the current technology here is like this, there won't be a book that will satisfy my eyes.
It would be nice if there were more colorful and eye-catching things than books with only text.
‘I'll have to get my hands on this too.'
I don't always just sleep and eat.
Sometimes I'm not sleepy and sometimes I don't have much appetite.
Certainly, it is a big deal that there are few things to please the eye.
If this continues, I'll get bored soon enough.
‘That's difficult.'
For some reason, why does it feel so much more serious than when I personally felt certain that a war would break out?
Yes, the only thing worse than war is boredom.
Boredom should never exist.
It's an urban architectural plan. You just need to give directions.
However, it takes a year to complete the most basic urban construction no matter how long it takes.
So what do I do in the meantime?
‘I use my hands to make my eye candy.'
Having made that decision, I clenched my fists.
Maybe the people who live in this world don't know.
It's only when I'm bored that I decide my next business or the next item to develop.
Originally, history is made while rolling around in bed.
or not?
good! If you make up your mind, go for it right away!
that's me
After quickly stuffing the snack I had taken out into my mouth, I jumped out of my room and tried to put my thoughts into practice right away.
at that time.
“Arell, are you okay now?”
I tried to call a servant to get ready to go, but didn't the servant call me from outside before I could even ring the bell?
hmm? Could it be that he read my mind before I even called and came running right away?
But it didn't sound like such a pleasant thing.
For some reason, there was something like tension in the servant's voice coming from outside.
That's the sound that finds me when something happens.
.. oh my god.
“....what's the matter?”
When I brought the servant into the office and saw that her complexion was slightly pale, I felt a bit ominous.
Did you see what really happened?
“Actually, a letter came from the palace urgently.”
Did he make such a fuss over just one letter?
He was puzzled, but when he saw the envelope she held out, he had no choice but to understand his behavior.
Letters sent from the palace are stamped with a stamp that means urgent matters.
Well, it was when a nationwide mobilization order was issued when a letter with such a stamp came in some time ago.
It also means that if this is not the case, there is no reason for such an urgent letter to come.
‘?...”no way.'
For some reason, I foresaw a troublesome future, and I sent the servant back and opened the envelope.
And after reading the contents, I sighed, saying that my hunch was correct.
To summarize:
“A large number of undead are occurring on the northeastern and southern borders...
I frowned as I read it slowly.
“It is estimated that the number will reach about 400,000.”
....Just imagining it, it seemed that there was a stench coming from somewhere.
It seemed that an unexpected horror-level disaster had occurred near the border.
“...What undead?”
....I begged him not to be bored, but a group of undead appeared.
A week ago.
A battlefield where fierce battles were once fought.
“nice? Heh”
A suspicious man in black burst into laughter as if he had lost his mind while standing on the desolate ground.
As if he couldn't hold back the ecstasy any longer, he went mad in a fit of madness.
“Sufficient grudges have been gathered!!”
I couldn't help but laugh at the sense of accomplishment I had finally achieved and the things I had to do in the future.
After the end of the last war, he continued to gather energy while snooping around the battlefield, being as careful as possible, lest he be caught by someone.
And now!
I finally got my hands on all the energy I needed.
“Good quality grudge! This must be it!!”
Of course, it was also verified whether or not this enormous power could be utilized.
A few months ago, as a test, he applied this grudge to a battlefield and created undead of sufficient quality.
soul of the dead.
They were dragged into a battlefield that was caused only by the desire of the high-ranking people and died unjustly, creating better quality Undead with the souls of the simpletons.
However, there was still a lot of preparation to be done, so the undead that had been created were left unattended.
He was sure that no one would notice his plan anyway, and even if he did, it would be too late to respond.
And this moment!
The time has finally come to act in earnest.
“The time has come for those who dare to seek great knowledge and despise us as mere warlocks to realize this power!”
He frantically raised the staff in his hand high.
A large black bead decorated at the tip of this wand.
An excessively strong grudge is evidence that has hardened like a substance.
Holding it up, he cast the prepared spell.
“Wake up! The dead who fell victim to the greed of the foolish rulers!!”
The waves of black mana scattered around his staff.
The effect appeared quickly.
I wondered if the footsteps of the surroundings were shaking, and the dead buried in this battlefield...
In other words, the undead of the soldiers who were sacrificed here crawled out.
1 thousand? two thousand?
I couldn't express it in numbers like that.
Tens of thousands of undead.
And the undead he summoned earlier were not the only ones here.
The battlefield where the dead were buried.
There was already a sign for this time.
And the spells inscribed on the marks are in turn linked to the magic that was invoked, and by now they should be awakening the dead like here.
“Success!”
Tens of thousands of undead obey before him.
And the existence of the undead, which should have awakened in other areas, was also felt.
The number of victims in the last war is at least in the hundreds of thousands.
Undead in numbers comparable to the hordes of a nation just now submit before him.
“What a huge army!”
Even if you look back in history, you're sure to be the only wizard with such a large army of undead.
If you deal with hundreds of thousands of undead, it would be possible to lightly wipe out a country or two.
Necromancers who deal with the undead and spirits were not considered very important even among wizards.
The undead itself may be feared by ordinary people, but it is not a big deal to those who are strong at a certain level or higher.
Not to mention, it is only a nuisance to humans who have reached a higher level.
It has been so despised. But what about this number?
Which wizard would wield such great power?
Isn't that really the king?
Infatuated with great power, he was now even in a state of ecstasy.
“With this, I can engrave the majesty of the Dark Church on them.”
He murmured with emotion, then shook his head and repeated the words he had just uttered.
“No, even the church will have no choice but to acknowledge me!”
If you show off this feat, there's nothing you can't accomplish.
Embracing such confidence, he reigned among the undead he was leading and shouted to them to listen.
“First, I will make this power known to the world.”
As he planted his staff into the ground, the undead lined up like trained soldiers on command.
Although dead, they were originally soldiers.
If you wake up the habit engraved on your body, you can maintain a discipline comparable to that of living soldiers.
“First of all, let's teach the foolish kings who despised us this power!”
The undead are prosperous! (1) A large number of undead have been generated in each region.
It is said that all the dead bodies of soldiers who had fallen asleep on the Northeastern and Southern Fronts, where fierce battles with the Three Kingdoms Alliance took place, woke up as undead.
As soon as I heard the news, I immediately called all my close friends together.
Asha Seina as well as Mage Dia. He also summoned the alchemist Darman.
It was necessary to hold a meeting to set the course for the future.
“...Could it be that at that time all the victims became undead?”
Asha asked in disbelief.
“that's right. Those who are currently defending against the undead at the border are testifying, so they must be correct.”
The estimated number is about 400,000.
It is similar to the number of soldiers sacrificed in that war.
“Is that Arell? Could it be that it has something to do with the undead that happened in my hometown?”
Seina recalled the undead incident that occurred a while ago.
“The timing is the same, and maybe it’s right? The unrelated side would be weirder. The undead that occurred there were also the corpses of soldiers.”
“…I wonder if it was practice or something like that.”
Dia guessed so.
I agree.
It is believed to be the work of the same criminal.
“If the undead are led like a real army, this time someone must be controlling them. It must be a warlock at least.”
“No Dia? I don't think it's a bit much to determine the culprit already...
“No. They are the only ones who can learn such bad-tasting magic.”
Dia, who had the thoughts of an extremely ordinary wizard who hates black magicians, declared it without a single doubt.
Well... I agree that necromancy like this is a bad taste.
‘If you have mana to spend on something like this, it would be more efficient to use it elsewhere.
I don't know who did it, but it's extremely inefficient.'
I could have come up with a more efficient way.
Well, I am the only one in the world who licks my lips thinking about this.
“It's clear that the culprit was in a frenzy because of the undead that was resurrected before someone else.”
When I said this, everyone around me groaned.
He must be shuddering at the imagining of the damage that would happen if 400,000 undead ran rampant. “Currently, the Undead are divided
and are flocking to cross the border between
our Ernesian Kingdom and... the Three Kingdoms Alliance at the time.”
As if resenting the country that sacrificed them, the undead are trying to cross their homeland this time.
In addition, neighboring countries are also suffering.
“By the way... It's better than 400,000 coming all at once, but it's still dangerous...
To be honest, hundreds of thousands of undead are more troublesome than hundreds of thousands of living soldiers.
I don't know what to say, but if it's a normal human, killing it is enough.
But the undead don't die easily.
Even if they invaded by tens of thousands, it was clear that the offensive of the undead soldiers would be overwhelming.
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