The Necromancer Who Was Despised

The things I’m about to do, the path I’m about to take, would make me want to puke if I saw myself being summoned.

It’s definitely not something moral.

I steeled my waving heart.

Talents

It was around sunset when I was finally able to return to Nensen’s house.

It’s officially my house now.

I opened the warehouse and took out some food.

As expected of a house where a family lived, it was a place where I could live comfortably just by moving in.

‘Is this a fully furnished fantasy house?’

Even in my first playthrough, and even on Earth, I’d never had a house this well-prepared.

After finishing my meal, I stretched my body and checked the furniture in the house.

‘The equipment is enough…’

The diary and map he left behind had all the locations of the traps he had set in the past marked on them.

‘I should retrieve them tomorrow.’

It’s just what I need.

After a day’s rest, I immediately set out to retrieve the prey.

The situation was different from when I captured the goblins before, so I even brought a small cart with me.

Since the traps the hunter had set were marked on his map, it wasn’t difficult to find them.

“Kiee?”

Funnily enough, there was a group of goblins around the prey caught in the trap, having smelled the blood.

They were a group, but there were only three of them.

I ran towards them without hesitation and slit their throats.

I was the one who had captured five goblins without getting hurt.

It was actually easier to kill them intentionally.

‘I can’t use this.’

Unfortunately, the prey caught in the trap had already been eaten in various places and was in a state where it was difficult to use.

After retrieving the trap, I checked another location.

Fortunately, another one was caught in the trap, so I was able to bring back all three of the goblins I had hunted and the prey that had been caught in the trap.

‘I need people…’

That thought came to me as I returned home alone, pushing the cart.

It’s definitely inefficient to work alone.

Just bringing back the corpses is a chore. If I were to be attacked by a monster in the middle of it, I would have to fight while exhausted.

There are only weak monsters nearby for now, but it’s not like there aren’t any strong monsters.

Otherwise, there would be no reason for the territory to be destroyed by the monster wave in a year.

Even if it’s a pioneering territory on the outskirts, it’s not a place that would collapse from a goblin raid.

‘Should I buy a slave?’

With the money I have now, I could buy a human slave. But if I do that, the money that’s already insufficient will quickly run out.

Even the cheapest human slave would cost 20 silver. Even then, there’s a high probability that they’ll have defects in various ways.

If it’s a proper slave, I’d have to pay 50 silver, and on top of that, the maintenance cost for slaves is high.

If I want them to do hard labor, I have to feed them well and manage them so that they don’t run away.

‘It’s not impossible, but… .’

I felt that the time was not ripe yet.

I have no choice but to endure it for the time being.

I clean up the prey and collect the blood separately.

‘I guess I’ll just sell the byproducts even if the price drops a little.’

I don’t know how to process it.

Soon, my gaze moved to the container where the blood was collected.

To be exact, that was the goal of today’s hunt.

I approached the container where the blood was collected and carefully put my hand in.

Then, I activate the magic.

Sizzle.

Ordinary humans would feel aversion to magic power, but to me, it’s rather familiar.

The magic power slowly spreads through my hand and into the blood, following my will.

I realize anew how close my body, my existence, is to the demon world.

‘Didn’t the demons say that even they can’t handle magic this easily?’

Normally, magic power is known to be the most ferocious and difficult to handle of all the energies in the world.

Even the average demons couldn’t properly control magic power, but I’ve never had much difficulty handling magic power since I first started using it.

The Demon King and my teacher called it a talent.

But in the first playthrough, it was a problem because I realized it too late.

After exposing the blood to magic power for quite some time, the blood, which had been crimson, turned almost black.

Perhaps because it absorbed the magic power, the blood didn’t coagulate at all.

It’s exactly what I wanted.

There was almost no magic power left in my body, but since I had a stigma that replenished my magic power endlessly, the blood of goblins and beasts could absorb much more magic power than I thought.

By the time I finished the work, the sun had already set.

My body cries out in fatigue.

My body has grown once with the power of magic power, but it hasn’t been long since I came to this world from modern times.

Since I’ve been working hard for two days in a row with a body that hasn’t been properly trained, it’s no wonder I’m tired.

However, I didn’t rest.

‘I have to move now.’

I filled my hungry stomach a little and left the house with the container of blood.

The sun had already set completely, but from my point of view, it was rather good.

From now on, I have to do things while avoiding people’s eyes.

‘There are no people around here in the first place.’

Especially not at night.

Even though it’s already a dangerous world, wandering around at night is suicidal.

Citizens who live under the protection of the wooden fence, no, the stone wall, do not wander around at night either.

In my case, it’s because of that reason that I’m active at night.

The place I headed towards was where the bodies of the hunter and his family were buried.

I let out a short sigh.

And then I started digging up the ground.

My body screams at me to rest, but I ignore it.

The bodies I dug up had countless bugs stuck to them and were in a terrible state, but they still retained most of their original form.

The me from my first life, especially the me from this time period, would have probably vomited just from looking at the bodies, but the current me is definitely different.

I feel no particular emotion from looking at the bodies.

I put the dug-up bodies side by side.

There are three bodies in total.

The hunter, his wife, and his adult son.

‘Perhaps they were planning on becoming independent soon.’

Or perhaps the son was going to succeed the hunter’s business.

It wasn’t really important, so I turned my head away.

I took out the blood from the bucket I brought and sprinkled it over the bodies.

‘Normally, it would be better to focus on one… .’

But this is my first time using this body.

As soon as the bodies were sufficiently soaked, I gathered up my magic.

And then I arranged the magic to match the magic I wanted, and muttered.

[Arise.]

In order for a magician to use magic, there are a few things that are necessary.

One is man.

Two is the arrangement of the man.

Three is the trigger word.

The magic power that black magicians use is also just mana that has been tainted, so its foundation is mana.

I use magic, but since the type of magic I use is black magic, it’s not a big problem.

However, the amount of magic that my body has taken in is insufficient to use magic.

‘I filled that with this blood.’

More accurately, it’s a sacrifice.

It’s nothing special.

When magicians want to increase the power of their magic, or when they want to use magic that is difficult to use with their own abilities, they usually use this ‘sacrifice’.

Normally, they use gold or jewels that contain mana, or parts of monsters’ bodies.

One of the reasons that black magicians are ostracized by people is because the sacrifices they use are things that humans find repulsive.

‘Because they mainly use blood, the corpses of monsters that have been tainted with magic, or human souls.’

Normal magicians find that mana-containing minerals are more effective, and black magicians find that the tainted things are more effective.

‘The man in minerals is difficult to contain.’

I chose blood here because it was the easiest and most convenient for me to use right now.

Mana arrangement varied from person to person.

There were schools that taught hand signs, while others focused on spells, and some mainly used magic circles.

Of course, they didn’t use only one. Although each mage had their own specialty, most of them were able to do everything, and my teacher was the same.

My teacher’s specialty was hand signs.

In my case, I didn’t use any of the three.

‘There is another way.’

A method that is only available to a very small number of people.

I didn’t need such a process to arrange mana.

‘It was called Muyeongchang, wasn’t it?’

A privilege of mages who received the blessing of mana.

A technique that only those who could arrange mana with just their will could use due to the blessing of mana.

It is said that mages who can use Muyeongchang can grow up to class 6 without fail.

In my case, it wasn’t the blessing of mana but the blessing of magi, but the effect wasn’t much different. However, this one was much rarer.

‘Because magi is a much more ferocious energy than mana.’

It wasn’t for nothing that I was evaluated as having the potential to completely absorb the power of the Demon King.

Therefore, I could use magic as soon as I thought about the magic I wanted, drew up magi, arranged the magi according to my will, and uttered the trigger word.

This is impossible even for the demons.

And the magic I just used.

Thud, thud.

The corpses began to stir.

Soon, their hair, clothes, and flesh began to melt.

“… Ugh.”

A serious stench began to spread around the area.

‘This is why I hate black mages.’

Reasons to reject black magic were hidden in trivial places like this.

My specialty is necromancy among black magic.

In the past, necromancy wasn’t my specialty. To be exact, I didn’t focus on just one thing enough to call it my specialty.

‘I didn’t have the opportunity to.’

In the past, I was forced to grow as an incarnation for the Demon King to manifest, so I had to steadily learn all types of black magic and focus on maximizing my physical abilities rather than 实战.

Therefore, I had a wide knowledge of various types of black magic.

I had many possibilities, but I chose to be a necromancer.

‘Necromancers are as rejected as curse and poison sorcerers among black mages.’

Nevertheless, I chose to be a necromancer because necromancers are that strong.

‘I am an army myself.’

There is a big disadvantage in that my strength decreases rapidly if my subordinates, who are the source of my strength, die… .

‘A fully grown necromancer can face an army alone.’

In addition, I could raise an endless army if I had enough magi.

My greatest advantage is that I am constantly supplied with magi.

In other words, I am suitable for anything, but necromancer is a system that can maximize my talents.

‘That’s perfect for operating with a small number of people.’

In many ways, I was reluctant to grow in scale, given my constitution.

People management is also a job.

However, the undead don’t need much management.

‘They also obey their master absolutely.’

That’s why I chose to become a necromancer.

The magic I’m using now is skeleton creation.