"As if i should even be reserved in front of a small dark magician ." sneered Lira while turning towards Dave .

  "Sigh .... you are quite the beauty but with that attitude of yours , you will never be able to find a man ." sighed Dave before turning back to his tent .

  Lira blushed as she wanted to say something , but stopped in the end .

  Gazing towards the moon Lira pondered for while , a smile lingering on her face as she looked towards the tent of Dave .

  "Why do you wanted to have the dark magician in our group ? Even if he gives us the last puzzle piece for a faction , you clearly know the history of our friend Mira ." mumbled Lira while gazing towards the moon .

  Mike dashed into the deep night , even though he knew it was dangerous . But appearently staying besides the group of humans was a no go . Perhaps it may seem useless for Mike to even attempt to flee , but he knew from experience that people who don't take the chance at the first glimp will die .

  Risk everything or get nothing . A sentence that describes life very well . If you want to get something , be prepared to suffer for it . And now was the perfect moment to decide : whether to die or suffer for the rest of his life .

  Naturally Mike choosed the former and thus he was able to climb the social ranks in the slum .

  So it wasn't surprising that Mike once again chose the choice where freedom awaits him .

  Like a madman Mike commanded the horse to go faster .

  But it was no use , as Mike panted and wiped his sweat away a voice caused his whole body to shiver .

  "Why do you run ? Perhaps to avoid the punishment for your miserable existence ? Or perhaps because you feel guilty to be alive ?" sounded a harsh voice .

  Turning around Mike faced his pursuer , a female with a fox mask . She had no armor as the clothes revealed her juicy curves .

  However Mike had no time to drool at her amazing body , instead he quickly summoned all of his goblin minions from his space ring .

  They tumbled as they appeared on the plain .

  Drawing his sword Mike prepared to fight the masked female , however she had no attempt to even postion herself into a battle stance .

  "What do you want ? Huh ?" yelled Mike as if trying to scare away a predator .

  "Hmpf !" sneered the female before flames appeared out of nowhere burning the zombies .

  However Mike didn't cared , instead he commanded the group to obstruct the female and dashed away .

  Meanwhile the female watched how her flames burned the goblings down , surprisingly the flames only burned the goblins and never spread to the nearby grass field .

  Watching how Mike disappeard on horseback , she only pointed her fingers into the direction before a small fireball shot into the direction .

  BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

  Mike felt that his whole body got beaten up as he couldn't move his body without feeling pain .

  It felt like someone striked his head with just the right amount that he didn't passed out .

  As he opened his eyes he could see a sea of flames in front of him .

  A female with a fox mask slowly walked towards him .

  Arriving in front of him Mike could see how the female moved her lips before pointing a finger in front of him .

  "Please .... i want to live ." mumbled Mike in a desperate voice .

  Not knowing whether he could get pity with is look , Mike just begged .

  "I want to live .... spare me please . I won't do anything bad .... " Mike just continued to talk .

  Not seeing any reactions from the female Mike continued to beg to be able to live . From reasons of how he will do good things in the world to that he is somebody who is despised by the world because of his looks .

  Mike couldn't see the facial expressions of the female because of her mask , but if he could see it then he clearly could see a face with remorse .

  "I .. i .. i just wanted to live ... I ... I ... cough .... cough ..................... !" Mikes voice turned into coughs and then into nothing more than a dead silence filling the surrounding .

  The female slowly put her hand down as she looked towards the body of Mike . A bloody wound on his body marked his death . She somehow felt the cold breeze of the night , despite the inferno raging next to her .

  With a swing of her arm the fire disappeared . While mounting her horse she looked back towards the corpse .

  Just as she wanted to ride back a voice interrupted her from her state of silence .

  "Is it really okay for you to kill him Mira ? I know that your family and beloved died , but killing everyone who has .... "

  "Shut up Dave . You know that every dark magician is lured to thing that they call fascinating experiments ." replied Mira in a bland tone .

  "Perhaps they are only lured because the only thing that kept them alive was the fact of being able to gather knowdledge ." suggested Dave .

  "No , every dark magician is fated to be an enemy of the whole world . They are selfish parasites who only drain from the humans and doesn't give anything . Besides why did you even wanted him to be part of our party ? It doesn't really matter if we don't have faction status . After all we can do everything a faction is allowed to have . I doesn't understand why we have to get the name of being a faction ." stated Mira while riding her horse .

  "Well , perhaps the dark magician would change your ...... ." smiled Dave .

  "Hmpf . Never ! Well thanks to you i was able to dispose another parasite from the world . Did you only come here trying to question my action ?" asked Mira .

  "Hahah , well it was your first kill so i had to witness it . Besides , Lira asked me about the dark magican as well . So it was good that you killed the one ." laughed Dave .

  "Really ? I mean ... you ... , you know i ...... you're right ... I ..... I ..... " suddenly Mira began to sob .

  "Shhh .... everythings gonna be alright . Just go to Lira , i will try to see if the dark magician is dead . Perhaps he just passed out ." soothed Dave while pushing Mira into the direction of the camp .

  While Mira dashed towards the camp to get a hug from her best friend Lira , Dave looked at her back .

  "Sorry Mira , but the world teached me a different view on the world as you . You seek justice to all people who died at the hand of dark magician . But didn't you ever think that these dark magician seek justice for the people who died at the hand of nobles ? Indirect or direct it doesn't matter ." mumbled Dave before turning towards the battleground .

  As he arrived he could see a devasting hole and a bloody meat paste . Near it was a corpse of a human , with about 1.9 meters it looked like a bulky man . Combining it with the fact of a scarred face and no hair it looked like a veteran with a burned injury .

  "Hey , i know you're not really dead . Stop pretending . As if a guy like you could be killed by an innocent flower . " said Dave towards the corpse .

  Silece filled the air as Dave continued : "You can play dead , however i will stab you a few times if you don't move now . After all you are a corpse ."

  Nothing happened .

  "Well , or should i say poor hunchback ?." smiled Dave while throwing a small bundle of things towards the corpse .

  Suddenly the corpse started to move .

  "First of all give me something to heal my wound ." groaned the corpse .

  "You will take it for poison , right ?" laughed Dave before throwing another bundle towards the corpse .

  "Every skill book on necromancy i could find is in the first bundle . Included all of books you wanted to read . My servant the gargoyle took it out from the library for me . A communication orb is in there as well , i think you know it's only for communication and not for tracking . In the second bundle is a space ring and a map ." explained Dave before bowing .

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  "I hope you may become strong and the remember the day i helped you , after all i helped you in the worst situation . Compared to the other ones whom i helped , you received the least help . However you have the least restriction . Good luck ." said Dave before mounting his horse and riding away .

  Meanwhile the corpse , or better to say Mike slowly stood up . Groaning he touched his wound only to feel sharp pain .

  Since moonlight wasn't bright enough Mike could only wait for the next day to arrive .

  Slowly Mike walked into the dark night .

  After Mike walked for a while he fell onto the ground as he soon started to sleep . Perhaps he was one of the lucky ones as the high grass of the plain protected him from normal predators . Combining it with the fact that every creature seemingly wasn't in the surrounding , Mike was able to recover his mental state .

  As Mike opened his eyes he could feel the warm sun shining upon him . After looking around for potential enemys and confirming that no one appeared to be there , Mike stripped .

  Naturally not for amusement as he checked his wound . Only to find out that the blood already formed a layer of crust , thus indicating the recovery of his body .

  Wondering how Mike soon came into the conclusion of two possibilitys . First of all being a mage somehow changed his body . It made little sense since only warriors trained their body and magicians trained the soul or spirit . However there was a chance it caused his fast healing .

  The second would be one of his three "special" abilitys which caused him to step into the path of a wizard . Especially the tattoo abilitys seemed to be the cause of it . After all it only said that his body would get strenghtened .

  Pushing the question of his recovery to another day , Mike assessed the present of Dave . First of all the books which he tried to learn before this annoying trip . Not a single book was left out and the most important thing : No spy , No tracking and no watch device was hidden between any of the books . Included all other stuff .

  How he knew that nobody was tracking him ? Simple : A magician is able to know whether there is a spy device by simply using his spirit to test it . Besides even if Mike is watched by people whom he can't even discover , what can he do about it ?

  After putting everything into his space ring , except a pair of new cloths , Mike took out the space ring . Naturally the one he got from Dave . Looking into the storage caused Mike to feel surprised .

  A corpse , a notebook and a single note . Reading the note Mike could see what was Daves goal of giving him the corpse .

  "Mike , since i recently got the information that you are a necromancer , i prepared a corpse from a strong warrior . As he was alive he would probably be around the rank of 7 or 6 . Compare that to the gargoyle of mine which is also the hidden guard assigned to our group so don't worry about your safety . Since you are probably only able to get out 20 to 30% of the corpse strenght , it should be enough for you . However care about the face of the warrior as he only died recently .

  Second of all the notebook is from an old necromancer . I am not able to see whats in it as the magican put up a restriction for only dark magician able to enter ."

  "Only 20 to 30% ?" Mike pondered for while . "The Undead spell is valid for every stage , so the corpse should have around 70% of its strength . Unless i am too weak to use it for now ?"

  Naturally Mike didn't want to test his thesis on the corpse he got from Dave , instead he wanted to get some information first and then use the corpse . Though it had a greater risk of dying before using the corpse .

  Taking out the notebook from the so called old necromancer , Mike started to walk with brand new clothes towards an unknown direction . Not towards the school and not towards the goal of Daves Group . Instead the picked the middle and just walked towards it .

  "Dear Fellow Necromancer ,

  even though i wasn't able to create a true legacy like all other of mine branch , i am not willing to let my experiment results to be lost after my dead . Thus i created this pseudo legacy which will only allow people my kind to enter . My research may be useless , however i was able to answer a lot of questions towards the skill : Rise Corpse . It ain't much compared to the old monsters , but i hope it will help you .

  Section 1 : Chant

  First of all is the chant , it works different for most of us and many say that a chant may be suited for one , but may not be suited for another one . So here comes the question . Why ? The answer is simple , even though i searched for almost 20 years . It's the problem of speech . Different people speak different . After all there are the habits , the intonations , the volume , etc. . Thus i discerned the fact that Rise Corpse is similiar that we as necromancer command the soul/corpse to return , naturally we have to be ourselves or else the soul/corpse will find use fake and thus only appear with little to none strength .

  Section 2 : Some people are suite more than others

  It sounds like talent which is despised by most of the magicians , after all they want to believe that hard work is the goal to everything . However some people have a headstart . Compare it to the fact that some people are beautiful and others have to work hard to look beautiful . Same thing in the spell Rise corpse . So to sum it up : You need to be yourself , speak properly and have talent .

  Finishing reading caused Mike to sigh . What for a waste time . This necromancer researched a single spell , the most basic , yet the most dangerous spell for other people . However the conlusions are just .... not useful . It just says be yourself and have the talent for it . Who the heck could use it ? Besides how one even know whether he's popular at the corpse/soul side ?

  Disappointed Mike continued to walk while trying to use walking mediation . Compared to sitting mediation it was shit , however Mike needed to walk and every single bit counted .

  Two weeks passed as Mike continued to walk , the only food was water and the grass on the plain . It was meager , however Mike didn't complained . Instead it looked like he was used to it .

  As Mike walked for while he suddenly could see a shadow along the horizon . It looked like it moved towards him , causing him to feel shocked .

  He started to run like a madman , however the shadow came closer and closer , until Mike could see what it was .

  A huge turtle with a city on top of it . Not only that , smaller turtles with houses on top of them surrounded the big turtle .

  It caused Mikes mouth to gape , seeing it for yourself is way more impressive than watching the life of another one .

  "Hey , why are you here ? You are alone in a plain filled with monsters and dangers ." Shouted a middle aged man with brown hairs .

  "I am here because i want to see the world ." shouted Mike back .

  "WHAT ?" shouted the man as more smaller turtles arrived , causing loud stomps .

  "I AM HERE BECAUSE I WANT TO SEE THE WORLD!" yelled Mike .

  "Sigh .... youths today .... well you can .... " said the middle aged man before a voice interrupted him .

  "Do you want to join us ? You will even get your own turtoise house . However you need to follow us and the danger is the fact that you will be on the outside , thus causing attacks to be launched at your first ." asked a bald man with a white beard .

  This caused the other people to mutter something about stranger and stranger are bad people etc. .

  "SHUT UP !" yelled the old man with a voice that caused the stomping of the turtles to look quit .

  Silence filled the air as the man dropped towards the ground before arriving in front of Mike .

  "Your turtle will soon arrive , it will be your house if you want and you can travel with us . You can even leave whenever you want . Second of all you have your privacy and we won't look into it . However if you have slaves , don't cause blood or anything else stain the house and secondly if you drown yourself into pleasure , don't be too loud . I don't want to hear the moaning of youth , okay ?" said the old man before jumping onboard the turtle .

  Indeed , a turtle arrived pretty soon . But Mike needed to climb the ladder to be able to step onto the turtle . For Mike it was a huge turtle , however the turtle looked tiny compared to the main turtle .

  As soon as he arrived , he began to laugh . How lucky could he be ? He was able to get onto a caravan , not only that , it wasn't a normal caravan but instead one of which travelled throughout the lands . He could remember that the necromancer from which he got the memorys travelled with such a caravan for a a few decades . It was practical and people really respected privacy in the caravan . Though if shit got serious then the caravan leader wouldn't have mercy to the enemy .

  Another week passed as Mike didn't meddled in any social activitys and nourished his body with the food in the house .

  Reading , meditating and thinking was the whole idea of Mikes live .

  However fate seemingly had another twist for him .

  *Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

  "Excuse me ? Is my little brother in here ? If yes i am sorry for the problems he made ." said a female voice outside of the door .

  "No , he isn't here ." replied Mike before resuming his act of gathering more spirit force to expand his spirit sea .

  Mike continued to mediate , however he still couldn't see the day where he will break through the rank 1 magician . Appearently the genius called Lira only reached rank 1 , however something was wrong here . Mike could clearly see she hadn't had much training in combat and neither did she mediated much .

  Besides he clearly could feel how the crystal core in his spirit sea somehow sucked in as much spirit force as his sea , thus causing it to feel double as hard to expand the sea .

  Naturally Mike didn't only mediated , instead he even re-read the notebook of the necromancer , causing him to feel astonished as he got an enlightment . After all his goblin reached the previous strenght of more than 50% , with both spells . Doesn't that mean that if he acted like himself and got the 2 major rules in hand , he would be able to raise a corpse with 100% of his former strenght ?

  This thought caused Mike to feel excited , however he also didn't wanted to lose the corpse . But what caused Mike to feel resolute to test this thing out was the fact that the corpse started to rot . He didn't knew how Dave stored the corpse before he got it , but he knew one thing : He himself didn't knew how to do it and fresh corpses are way stronger than rotten corpses .

  Mike prepared his mental state to seek his own self and communicate with the corpse to get a perfect minion . First of all obey and second to rise .

  Breathing in and out .... in and out .... in and .........

  "HEY ! WHERE THE F*CK IS MY SON ? OPEN YOU GODDAMN .......... " a roar sounded as somebody pounded against his door .

  "NOT HERE AND NOW PISS OFF !" yelled Mike , infuriated by the fact that he almost got the perfect state .

  After that Mike tried to continued his meditation , however shortly after a sound echoed throughout the house .

  *WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM*

  The Door broke as a humongous bear walked into the house . 2.2 Meters tall and with big muscles it looked like a bear .

  Though he wasn't a bear , he was a human . However two bear ears indicated that he at least had some bear blood within his veins . Well , a Demi-Human , otherwise known as Bear-Human .

  "GIVE ME MY SON BACK YOU ............. !" yelled the man , only to get interrupted my Mike : "No you , see for yourself . I don't have your son . Now repair the door and GET THE F*CK OUT !"

  "SHUT UP AND RETURN HIM !" roared the man before punching towards Mike .

  Naturally Mike tried to block the punch , only to be met with the sound of broking bones .

  "AAAAAAAAA !" yelled Mike while looking towards his arm which bend in a weird direction .

  Pain filled the whole body of Mike as he used his left arm to swing his sword which he took out from the space ring .

  "HMPF ! DARE TO STEAL MY SON AND NOW DARE TO ATTACK ME ? DIE HOODLUM !" roared the bear man while easily blocking the sword before punching Mike into his belly causing more broken bones sound .

  Mike flew through the air , only to crash into the wall . Blood dripped out from his mouth . Still conscious .

  "WHERE IS MY SON ?" yelled the man before grabbing Mikes left leg . Within seconds a crunching sound could be heard as the leg only was able to dangle .

  "NOT WILLING TO TALK ? THEN HOW ABOUT YOUR LEFT ARM HUH ?"