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d The most famous strategy game. Originally developed by the Academy as a combat simulation to train tacticians against the Convergence, it quickly became a popular hobby among the residents of Avalon. Two or three players can showcase an army of statues from the Nine Kingdoms on over 25 maps and decide who will win World Ragnarok. Our goal? Defeat your commander before the enemy defeats them.

Tai has been obsessed with the game since he was an apprentice to the necromancer, and he has also been playing well since becoming an undead. After two weeks of hard work since he discovered spring, he finally had time to enjoy it.

"You're always playing with the Fire Giant/Dark Elf army," Anne grumbled on the other side of the board, as they assembled their own figurine army. The tavern today is quiet, and many adventurers moved to green pastures after being "condemned" in the dungeon. Tay likes to play without background noise, which is a good fit for him. "It's going to get boring."

"But if you look at the win-loss ratio, it's effective." With A

The difference is that she tries many armies for fun, while Tye is an optimizer; He changed individual units, removed obsolete creeps, changed the caster/thief/warrior/artisan ratio, and leaned towards incremental improvements. In time, he will build a "perfect" army that no one can beat.

"I don't understand why you like them so much." As she spoke, she assembled an army of mixed humans and light elves. To increase the difficulty, they chose a "rainy plain".

"The Fire Giants have the strongest, disciplined infantry, while the Dark Elves have excellent summoners."

"Regarding this, I'm practicing a summoning spell for the academy." Anne started the battle with scattered forces. The composition of her army could call in reinforcements with many weak units, focusing on numbers and guerrilla warfare rather than the overwhelming firepower of the Tai. "Permanent teleportation system between two points in space"

"Like a portal between two realms?" He asked, devoting most of his resources to the Fire Giant Siege Mage.

"of. When you try to cross the barrier between the two worlds and fail, there is a huge rebound of magic. I thought, what if we take advantage of this reaction? When you throw the ball off the wall, it bounces back. I figured that instead of letting the failed spell push the goal to where it was, it would be better to turn the momentum to teleport the person to another place. ”

Tye guessed what she was thinking, "A."

IE, that's fantastic. "Because you only need a minimum of SP to hit the World Barrier, you can create a teleportation spell at a fraction of the cost, creating a long-lasting 'portal'."

"What do you think? She asked, overjoyed at the compliment. "My mentor thought it was too dangerous."

"Your mentor lacks vision. This spell could revolutionize travel, trade, and war. Of course, the first trial can cause collateral damage, but once perfect? It's worth it. In the pursuit of science and magic, anything goes. ”

His praise significantly boosted Anne's morale as she began to play more aggressively. Damn, necromancers hate elven archers. They can poison units and weaken their health. "Hey, did you make a spell?" Once you told me that you had the privilege of being a magical prodigy, Archmage Calvert said you need to invent a spell to get it. ”

"Two, both level three." Twenty-four, actually, all the way up to the eighth floor, but most of them were too terrible for Anne. In response to the harassment of her soldiers, the necromancer began bombarding the archers with fireballs, leaving his siege mages hiding behind a row of fire giants. "I'm currently working on the third part."

"No, seriously?" He had thought she would call him a liar, but she trusted him unconditionally. It warmed his cold heart. "Which one?"

Tay hesitated to tell her about such a sensitive matter, but her enthusiastic gaze conquered him. He rummaged through his pockets and showed her a pure white alchemy stone. "It's a kind of (albedolite), a device with healing properties. It's not a Philosopher's Stone, but it should be a catalyst for a universal healing spell for any spellcasting class. ”

"It's amazing." She said, with ecstatic interest, examining the stone with magic. Most healing spells are reserved for specialized schools, such as [Prayer] or [Blood Magic]. "It's so complicated, I can barely understand its ingredients!" How did you do that?"

By draining the Yggd

Asil's sapling and the eaux-de-vie, both refined with Alkahest, and finally added with human blood. "Trade Secrets".

"Hmm......" Anne observed the battlefield, where Tye had built almost impregnable fortifications. Tie?"

"Yes." The necromancer agreed. Technically, he might win, but her constant reinforcements will make her main commander a time-consuming chore. His siege mage also lacked the range to threaten her command post. "Rematch?"

"Wu Long wants me to help him with his command tactics," Anne replied sadly. Obviously, although the archer excelled in the individual tactical exams, he was hopeless in commanding the team. "We're going back to the capital in two days. Can you come with us? Please?"

"I still have business here," Tai replied. His troops were busy renovating the Naström, while he continued to make breakthroughs after the opening of the cathedral.

"I want you to reconsider, my friend." As she approached their table, Mrs. Searle's voice cut through the background noise. "I love traveling with a group."

Both Tai and Anne nodded politely, but Anne looked a little uneasy in front of the priestess. "Will you go with us?" The apprentice witch asked.

"I intend to visit my beloved Tristan," said Mrs. Searle. "After what happened in the dungeon, I realized that I should take a break and surprise him."

Oh? Natai may accept her offer. He kept wondering how this shining knight could rival his lover's paintings.

However, the capital is the seat of power of the Academy, protected by magic, and made up of royal knights. Under his cover, the necromancer prefers to avoid unnecessary risks. "I can't say yet."

Mrs. Selt nodded gracefully, then placed her hand on Anne's shoulder. "Can I talk to Tay alone?" It's a private matter. ”

The young witch seems upset with the suggestion, so Tay comforts her. "If you want, we'll play in the store tomorrow morning."

"Good," she complained. "But next time, please change your army. I insist. ”

"As you wish," Tai replied, finding it amusing, while his disciple whistled as he left.

Mrs. Selt watched Anne walk through the door of the tavern and then sat down in her place. "She doesn't just see you as a mentor and friend."

"Childish infatuation," Tai replied, with no interest in romance. "She'll get through it."

"I think you're going to be a good match." "She is lively and makes you smile. There must be plenty of room in your heart to love. ”

"Not sure," Ty replied. But he longed to find an apprentice. He can teach the secrets of the Order and continue the great cause. Could Anne be that person? She rejects the peace offer in the tunnel, remaining loyal to the princess. "What do you want to talk about, ma'am?" Or are you here to play a game?"

"You know I always lose," she replied, amused by the challenge.

"Wrong, you won our first game."

"You didn't protect your commander well at the time, but unfortunately, you learned your lesson." She shook her head. "Walter, I want to talk about your new elixir. This worked. ”

"So the cancer is really gone?" He immediately became serious and asked.

"Cancer?" She smiled. "I feel healthier than I used to, my friend. I dare say, you made me a year younger. I've got something to show you. ”

She took his hand in her own and simply showed him her status screen; Unlike Necromancer, she doesn't use Pe

k to fake her information. She was an open book, and her fingers were so warm to the touch.

Yseult Whiteha

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Level: 45 (Bard 16 / Bald Priestess 20 / Muse 9)

Type: Light Elf Blooded Human (Humanoid).

Party: Bald Church.

He browsed her constantly improving attributes and personal perks until he found a new one.

[Little Lifegift: You gain resistance to [Disease] (including Magical Disease), and you recover twice as much HP from the healing effect.

"When did this come about?" Tay asked in surprise as she broke the contact of her hand.

"Just after the last treatment," she replied. "You don't know?"

"It was unforeseeable. I have good results in both plants and animals, but there is such a great personal benefit in humans?" Indeed, the spring water combines with alkali alkali and produces a magical effect; He gave her a weaker elixir. "Have you ever told anyone?"

"No," said the priestess. "I think you should be the first to learn of your discovery."

"You may be a special case, and the treatment just reaffirms your elven blood," Tai replied, though he hoped otherwise. "It's too early to call it a discovery."

"I thought you would be more enthusiastic, my friend." Mrs. Searle smiled. "Then let me be happy for both of us. I can't put into words how grateful I am. You saved my life, Walter. ”

The necromancer laughed. "Do you remember what you said to me the day we met? You spent the whole day that day helping me adjust to the city. ”

"Life is too short to help each other."

"It resonated with me," Tay admits. "I feel a connection that we may be like-minded, even if we have differences." Their respective views on death and the gods.

"I had the same thoughts, and now I think you're my favorite person," said the beautiful lady. If you change to someone else, you will definitely bow down at her feet when you hear this. "That's why, while you're doing a great job in Lyon, I sometimes wonder if you're wasting your talents. If you could create such a powerful therapy with the resources you have, imagine how much you could achieve with the support of the Academy. ”

"Maybe I've improved so much because I've avoided bureaucratic red tape," Mr. Tay noted. "I've done the best alone, and my treatment of you, ma'am, is far from perfect."

"I understand your desire for privacy," said the priestess. "But if there's anything I can do to help you make this medicine accessible to everyone, don't hesitate to ask me."

"I will," he replied softly. "I'd appreciate it if you could keep it a secret now, though. I don't want to get anyone's attention until I get a refined product. ”

"You're worried you're going to be targeted?" Soult said he suddenly feared for his life. "Who did it, the Disaster Cult?"

"Or criminals." The necromancer replied, but he realized that the priestess was a little too concerned about his safety this time. "You're thinking about something else."

"The congregation of Lyon is for discussing things, Walter," said Joseph. "Even the underworld. So, imagine how surprised I was when I learned that you came to our dear city without coming to pray or pay tribute to any god. ”

Tai focused his attention on the pieces on the board. He had hoped that his visit to the priestess would be mistaken for a prayer to Balder. "You're asking if I'm being unfaithful?"

"Nope." She shook her head. "Whether or not you decide to serve God is your personal choice. However, Walter, I do worry about your soul. You are unlikely to die on the battlefield if you lack confidence......"

"It is useless to speak good words to a God whose doctrine I do not follow."

"I know it sounds cynical, Walter, but the other option is much worse." If only she knew. "Of course there is a god in whom you can recognize yourself, who can save you from the torments of Helheim?" Freya, Vanier's goddess of magic? Or is it Mimere, the god of wisdom?"

"I wouldn't say nice things about a disembodied head." He would rather believe in his own magic than in the good intentions of any god. "Did I tell you my real name?" Not the name my parents gave me, but the name that Igdrasi called me in prophecy?"

"You told me this story," she said. "Based on my research, you should survive Ragnarok. But Walter, fate can be changed. Earthlings have challenged fate before, and no one knows when they will do it again. ”

You'll see.

Thirty years ago, one of them buried him six feet underwater, proving that the prophecy was nonsense.

"I think the news of your death is too exaggerated." The robin said, stepping down from the carriage.

Tay shrugged and focused on business. This time, he brought Hagen with him as well, as an extra layer of security, that dullaha

riding on the back of a scrawny horse; The robin himself gathered a group of thugs and assassins for this rally.

As the necromancer asked, the gangsters also brought seven corpses and lined them up on the ground. As he kept a low profile as much as possible, with no new adventurers challenging the dungeons, Tye was forced to "outsource" his material search.

"Good," he said after examining the body. "Who will be the living candidate?"

"I'm Dolan," robin waved to a looming gray-haired old man. Considering his muscles, size, and strong posture, this thug must be an experienced boxer. "He's a fugitive, meets your requirements. Due to his crime and age, he will almost certainly be locked up in Hellheim, so he agrees to take your test. ”

"In my opinion, any chance to prolong life is worth the risk," he replied, his icy blue gaze completely calm in front of the undead.

"What got you sentenced, my living guy?" Hagen asked.

"Love," replied the man, looking at Durahan with a peculiar insight. "What about you?"

"Loyalty," Kurogan replied, his fingers gripping his weapon. "But please tell me more, I love romantic stories."

"I have a new wife, Laura. Young and beautiful flowers, in their twenties; Treat her like a princess, but I can't satisfy her, and she starts dating some noble imps. She made me laugh at me, so I banged her head against the wall. ”

When Tay frowned in disgust behind the mask, Kuran seemed curious. "As far as I know, adultery in Avalon is punishable by death. I thought the authorities were turning a blind eye to this kind of case. At least in my time. ”

"I might have killed that bastard who put the sword where it shouldn't be, too." The old man replied with a wicked smile. "With his wife, so he knows what it's like."

Oh well. Here, Tai thinks he'll feel guilty about the testing process. "Drink this." The necromancer handed the criminal a crimson potion that could easily be mistaken for blood. "I've tested some weaker versions and the results have been encouraging, but never on someone as old as you."

"I have a lot of energy." The man replied, and swallowed the whole bottle of elixir like beer.

The results were spectacular.

Dolan went back several years, losing ten years by minute. The wrinkles disappeared, the gray hair turned blonde, and the scars turned into pure skin. This effect lasted until Dolan was in his twenties, after which it ceased to last. "fffffuu—" The criminal struggled to find the right words.

Ty was glad that he wouldn't regress into a toddler - which is why he was treating Sirte with a weaker variant - and he put his hand on Sirte's shoulder and activated his [Life Absorber]. He quickly stole a year of time and stopped there.

"Just like I thought, the coffee I stole for so many years still works," Anko said, while the thugs gathered watched the scene in awe. "My elixir has rejuvenated you, Mr. Dolan, but not as young as I had hoped."

"I may not live forever, but I can be a human again," Dolan replied with a happy smile. "You are not a wizard, a masked man; You're such a miracle—"

"Death [X]."

Dolan fell to his death.

Self-reminder: The elixir of life does not prevent subjects from violent death.

"Disappointing," Tay said, moving on to the second round of testing, holding up his reflective stones. "[Prototype Naglfa.]

]。 ”

Black magic spreads from his fingers to the stone, using it as a catalyst. This spell manifests itself as an otherworldly light shining on the corpse. The magical light was followed by a brief silence.

Then Dolan opened his eyes.

His mouth opened wide and he gasped for air, and then his cheeks came to life again; Still, the shock shook him when his heart began pumping blood into his cold body. Dolan fidgeted on the ground, still dazed by the sudden resurrection, "damn mother," cursed a "robin" assassin bodyguard. "...... is he?"

"Undead?" Walter shook his head as he magically analyzed the patient's body. "No, Mr. Dolan is still alive, though not in good health. He lost 120 health, 40 health, and 4 other stats. The spell works, but only on those who have just been killed. ”

"How do you know?" Mockbird asked.

"The boss couldn't find a single body in the warehouse, and they were all old and dusty," Kuragan replied.

"Oh, that explains the other part of your order." The crime boss nodded to himself. "Now it makes sense."

"Y-what are you doing to me?" Dolan panicked.

"Test, Mr. Dolan." Tay replied softly, then quickly killed him again. "Death [X]."

And just like that, the poor murderer came back from the dead, whether he liked it or not.

"The same loss as before," Tai observed, noticing uncontrollable tremors in his test subject. This spell can be recast, but the attribute penalty stacks. The good news is that the effects of the elixir are apparently permanent. He kept the [Little Life Gift] that the potion gave him. ”

"What happens if the statistic is zero?" Robin asked, getting more and more interested. He could almost see the gears in her head spinning as she tried to figure out how to profit from it.

"I don't think the theme can be resurrected." Tai won't test that far. He couldn't risk letting a mortal die forever, even if it was an inferior person. "Mr. Dolan, that's all for today. From now on, we'll just watch your recovery and see if the punishment wears off over time. ”

"Well, I'm still waiting for the third round," Hagen laughed at the criminal.

Dolan was too frightened to answer and crawled away. The anti-tongue waved his hand contemptuously, and two thugs helped him to his feet. "It's not enough," Tai declared. "I need to refine this elixir even further."

"Is it perfect? An assassin bodyguard couldn't help but exclaim. "You spit in front of the gods, isn't that enough?"

"If he can die from trauma, it's not true immortality. The final elixir should not only restore the participant to its best physical condition, but also stop aging permanently. "Tai wants people to never die of any disease. There are no compromises.

Robin replied, "Many people will be content with a second youth." "So, you want to test the limits of your spell with corpses."

"It's sharp," he confirmed, observing the sample. "How old are they?"

"Like you said, everybody's a day apart," robin replied. "That one was from yesterday, that one was two days ago, and so on, and it lasted for a week."

Perfect. He started with the freshest corpse, the remains of a decapitated criminal. "[Nagelfa archetype]," he said, but the body did not rise. The necromancer stubbornly asked Hagen to attach his head back to his body, and then fused the two parts together with [Repair Body]. "[Prototype Naglfa.]

]。 ”

The corpse opened its eyes and gasped for air.

The bodies of the 2nd and 3rd days were recovered, but not the 4th. A complete repair has not changed anything.

"Three days," said Thai, the resurrected criminals are struggling to adjust to their new lives. "While the punishment of the state has not changed, three days after death is a hard limit. It also cannot revive a corpse that has lost vital organs, although it can eliminate decay and decay. ”

As he suspects, the necromancer needs to increase the effectiveness of the spell to the ninth layer in order to resurrect any corpse, regardless of age. Maybe even the tenth.

Congratulations! In your quest for immortality, you have attained the [Alchemist] level!

+10 sp， +1 vit， +2 i

t， +1 lack。

Yes, he could have done better. "That's pretty remarkable," robin praised heartily. "How much?"

"What? Is it an elixir, or a spell?"

"Two."

"The perfect elixir of life will be available to everyone for free. Of course, the more money and test subjects I have, the faster I can complete it. ”

"It was a mistake," she replied. "Make it free. I know someone who is willing to sell their soul for it, even in its current state. ”

"I have enough souls," Tay shrugged. "I'm going to make it free for everyone to use. Eternal life should be a universal right. ”

"Some will say that this should be banned. It will keep the monster alive forever. ”

"Drugs can help criminals live longer. Should drugs be banned?"

"You're preaching to a true believer, my dead friend," robin replied with a smile. "Still, you think of me as a woman who repeats herself."

Tay smiled, amused by her audacity. "I need trolls or hydras to reverse-engineer their regeneration and perfect the elixir. I also wanted to know about a death knight in the Log

Information on ES activities. Unsurprisingly, his own attempts at magical divination were thwarted.

"Lord Med

aut ?”

Anguchi tensed, like a snake ready to bite.

"So you'll be surprised," she said. "It's good to know this."

"Have you dealt with him?" Tay couldn't resist the urge to learn more.

"Not directly, but my organization provides for everyone." Her smile darkened. "Including the Cult of Calamity."

For a moment, Tay thought he had misheard. "Which one?"

"Fenrir and Loki's."

One wants to eat the world, the other wants to plunge the world into bloody chaos. "Medlot will never help them."

"And then we're talking about Log

A different (Death Knight) active in the ES region. If you're not sure, I can act as an intermediary. A meeting may even be arranged. ”

"I'd love to." The necromancer replied coldly. "But do you know what he's doing at Logres?"

"Oh, you know, that's an eternal disaster pitch." She chuckled softly. "Destroy the kingdom of Avalon, burn Midgard, as always."