Grim Guststone the Lich is actually a very good necromancer, and it's a necro that tells me that the lich should be a necromancer. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The undead world has never had a clear definition of what is necromantic and what is alive, or I have not been exposed to this concept since I knew of my existence.

The Lich Grim Guston showed considerable contempt for me, but it didn't affect the communication between us, his soul power was almost comparable to the silver skeleton that had controlled me, or even slightly higher, but he restrained the soul pressure, so he didn't feel oppressed, maybe to take care of the summoner next to me?

I asked Liegust Stone many questions, including my white soul flame and the skeleton's personal will, and he immediately became interested in me, but I persistently rejected his suggestion to use my soul to analyze my whole body including the soul sea. Just kidding, even if I'm an ignorant skeleton, I know what happens if I don't let other souls invade the soul sea.

It looked extremely unwilling, but when it saw the black sphere in my chest, which kept shaking as I walked, it still maintained extreme restraint.

Its ability can completely crush the current me, but I don't know why it is unwilling, and it is based on this realization that I can ask it without scruples, and every time I can ask it to the point of being impatient to the point of blocking my soul channel.

The summoner looked very depressed after leaving the ruins of the castle, and from time to time he would suddenly hold me and frantically pour water drops out of his eyes.

Fortunately, the black ball protected my reaction in time, otherwise it is estimated that my body would have turned into ashes.

The lich told me that this was a sign of human sadness, and that the droplets were called tears, and that most of them were water, and there were a small amount of salt and other tiny elements contained in the water, which were not harmful or aggressive.

No matter how ignorant I am, I can see that this thing is not aggressive, but I didn't say it to the lich, and it was a good intention.

I didn't know how to communicate with humans, let alone engage in a human activity called comfort, and the lich told me that comforting little girls would be the best way to achieve the best results, but then it slapped my smooth head and laughed miserably, forgetting that I was just a skeleton.

After that, it went to communicate with the summoner.

The effect of this human activity, known as comfort, does seem to be good, and the summoner's soul is becoming more and more cheerful in my perception, and her relationship with the old lich has changed from fear and disgust at the beginning, to peaceful and peaceful, and has been very good recently.

The direct benefit of the summoner's cheerfulness to me is that when the lich is impatient, I can continue to communicate with the summoner, and at first she will say some words of thanks to me very formally, and then the lich will laugh at me for being worse than the summoner, at first I didn't believe it, but when the lich taught the summoner a few spells such as crow claw binding, dark arrow rain, shadow arrows, etc., I couldn't even get close to the summoner.

The summoner doesn't seem to be very happy during the period when he continues to defeat me, isn't it worth being happy to improve his ability? Humans are so weird.

When I asked the Lich Froststone this question, he pondered for a moment and then told me, "She was wondering why she didn't have the power she has now, and if she did, she might not have lost what was so precious as she is now." ”

I don't really understand, it's just that a person died, what is precious and sentimental, I have seen so many dead people along the way, and I have never seen the summoner so sad.

So I went to ask her, "Summoner, what precious thing have you lost?" ”

The summoner looked up at me, she was slightly lower than me, her long blonde hair slightly curled, with a nose, eyes, and a mouth, arranged in the same way as other human faces.

The first time I had observed the summoner in such close detail, her eyes slowly turned red, and then she pulled my hand bones, which were quickly encased in black energy, to the side of the road.

It doesn't seem like it's the path defined by humans, so why can we walk on it?

Large green swaths of grass were everywhere here, and in the grass as tall as my calf bone, large patches of tiny vines were entwined with each other, and there were all kinds of petite flowers on them.

All the grass, vines, and flowers of various colors in the place where the summoner passed turned into black juice and flowed into the soil, and after walking for a long time, the summoner stopped, and I turned my head to find that the lich Flame Gruston had not followed, and when I turned my head again, the summoner had already begun to hold me and cry, and the tears from my eyes became water marks across her face, and I was at a loss for a moment, as if I had asked the wrong question, so I didn't even dare to move.

The summoner cried for a long time, slowly stopped sobbing, and she relaxed her arms around me and said something in human language.

Then she realized that I didn't understand, so she sent me a soul message: "Little skeleton, you won't leave me, right, grandpa sacrificed himself to protect me, grandpa brought me up since I was a child, grandpa, he, I didn't dare to lift the curse on my body, now I don't trust anyone except you, you won't leave me, right, even if you're so weak, you're so weak...

By the way, I am stronger now, my strength has become stronger, Lieguston said that my talent as a magician, there will be few people in the entire human world who surpass me, and I will definitely become stronger. I'll protect you in the future, I won't let the people around me get hurt even a little more, let me protect you in the future, I'm the only one left by my side, don't leave me......"

The summoner was crying and murmuring, and I had a strange feeling. Although I have a clear understanding of my weakness, and although I have lost to the summoner many times, although it is true, it is extremely complicated for me to say that my weakness is so bad.

I thought about it with this feeling in mind, and then said to her, "No, you are my summoner, or will I protect you later." ”

After hearing this, she looked at me seriously, and laughed with tears on her cheeks, put her hand on my smooth forehead, and said, "You don't have a fever, how can you talk nonsense." ”

I didn't know what she meant by her nonsense, but I sensed that she didn't believe me, so I seriously repeated "I'll protect you later".

She looked at me, I didn't know what shape the soul flame in my eyes was at this time, she looked at me for a while, and nodded slightly, "Then I'll wait for you to protect."

Then she stood on tiptoe and put her lips lightly on my forehead, then let go of me, and turned and walked back down the black road, not looking at me again all the way.

As we returned, the lich sat in the middle of the road, not the gentle wind that blew its wide, tattered garments.

He faced our direction, and when he saw us coming back, he let go of his crossed legs and stood up slowly on his knees, flicking the dust on his clothes, "Okay, you really don't know how to respect the old man, let me wait in such a strong wind for so long, my waist is about to break." ”

He has a soul message for us. The summoner hurriedly stepped forward to hold it.

"What a lovely boy, it's not in vain that I taught you a few spells." The Lich Grim Guston smiled miserably, he actually sent me such a soul message, I don't know why he wanted me to hear it, at this time I saw the summoner's side face, the blush on it was not very obvious in the sun, but such an expression was much better than the few days after leaving the castle, I thought.

We walked out of the forest where the castle was located, then on the path, and then slowly walked up the main road. Because of the daylight, the lich generously gave me a very wide robe, and then he took out the same one and put it on himself, I don't know where he got it from, just as I don't know how he put so many huge corpses together.

So I asked him, and he told me it was a magic item called the Space Ring. I asked it what space was, what a ring was, what magic was, and what props were, and it closed the soul channel with me without saying anything.

When the lich Grimstone went to change his clothes, he walked behind a tree not far away, and even covered himself with his soul power, so that I couldn't feel what he was doing.

After he walked out, he said in his unique heart-rending voice that he almost forgot that there was a lady there.

Is there anything special about the ladies? I don't know, anyway, I just removed the tattered clothes on the previous skeleton, and then put on a new robe, and dragged the hem to the ground, and I thought it was in the way, so I directly tore off the dragged to the ground.

What does the lich mean when he says I'm a tyrannical man?

The more I walked on the main road, the fewer people I encountered, and at the beginning, there were a few robbers who said they were going to rob, but after being killed by the lich directly with their eyes, I absorbed the unknown power in their bodies. Later, there were no more robbers, and although there were more and more people, the summoner said that they were all poor people, not robbers.

There is no rich soul and dark element in the castle of the dead for me to absorb, but when I am weak, the black ball that shakes in my chest sends out a pure soul energy to me, and I maintain my form and movement through this power.

The Lich talks less and less, and his temper seems to grow stronger, often ignoring me and the summoner, not as interesting as before.

I could only communicate with the summoner, and she told me the names and usages of many of the things we had seen on our way in the human world, and many more that she did not know, but she did not ask the lich, so I did not hesitate to ask, of course more often than it answered.

The summoner couldn't help but speak in human language for a long time several times, and then suddenly stuck out her tongue and said that she had forgotten, and then summarized what she had said before to me in a simple soul message. After all this time, I can actually understand a little bit of human language.

Five or six days after the lich had not spoken a word, I felt from afar that the myriad forces that had attracted me were not very far ahead, and it was a huge number of humans.

I told the summoner, and he told me that it was the city where the humans gathered.

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