I’m not going to die

47 – Creation Asher (2)

“Today is bright.”

Ardel looked up at the clear sky and murmured.

Originally, the quiet sound of the wind and the maids working hard to hang out the laundry would answer his words, but this place was different.

“what’s going on?”

“it’s nothing.”

Even on a sunny day, a guard clad in a leather suit answered frustratingly.

Ardel was not staying with Britten.

He was serving as an apprentice to the Golden Knights.

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Joining the Knights as an apprentice was not difficult.

It is possible if you have the right skills and status.

Being a knight here is a wall that normally cannot be crossed.

In any case, Ardel had just taken the first step towards becoming an official knight of the Golden Knights, a dream he had had since childhood.

Originally, I would have started a long time ago, but recently something happened, and as soon as I joined, another big incident occurred.

The sky was calm, but his heart was troubled.

What the hell is your brother doing?

Last time they were kidnapped, and this time, a tragedy occurred in which a large number of test takers died while taking a practical test.

According to the news Caron gave, Argal was fortunately not dead, but was seriously injured, but Ardel, who became an apprentice to the Golden Knights, could not even visit his brother in the hospital.

If you throw away the assigned mission, you won’t be able to join the Golden Knights again.

What can I do?

You’re lucky if you’re alive.

“Whoa… .”

The mission given to him is to patrol Anthony every day.

It is terribly boring and tiring work, but it is essential to become an official knight.

In addition, he has to take a test to evaluate his skills every time, and he has to live a fierce life where he has to compete with other apprentices.

But even he had time to soothe his mind and body.

There was a young girl trotting toward him.

“Brother, are you on patrol today?”

“kid.”

Is it because it reminds me of Ariel from my hometown?

He smiled and met the child’s face.

It was Ardel who felt a sense of familiarity with that girl who was exactly the age of her younger sister.

Even if it was just a moderate conversation on the street, it could be said that the girl was the best friend to Ardel, who was unfamiliar with all the people around Anthony.

That said, you shouldn’t be too close.

The girl opened the bundle and showed an armful of mushrooms.

“I saw mushrooms on the back mountain across the street, so I brought them. Can I eat these?”

“…it doesn’t look like something you can eat at all.”

“Is that so?”

Ardel, who lived in a country estate, had the knowledge that one should not carelessly pick up and eat mushrooms.

I don’t have eyes to distinguish poisonous mushrooms from mushrooms, but I didn’t want to put mushrooms in my mouth that could kill me if I didn’t eat them properly.

“Luna, don’t eat it for nothing and throw it all away. If you get poisoned by mushrooms, that’s a big deal.”

“Hey… .”

“Hmmm, let’s go now.”

He didn’t talk much with the child at the urging to leave the patrol, but he felt calm for a moment.

but.

Strangely, it was ominous.

It wasn’t even evening in that bright sky, but it gradually got darker.

Even though Antony was still a big city, it was quiet.

**

“Everyone left… .”

Changsung was very depressed.

I barely managed to come this far with a sick body, and I suffered the humiliation of being forgotten by my colleagues who came with me, and then being abandoned again.

I just felt bad.

“Do you want to follow that far, Asher?”

“That’s what you came for.”

“If you could follow me, would you follow me?”

I was thinking of proposing to Changsung just in case.

Apparently, the only ones who didn’t show excessive obsession with me were the Swordsman and the Changsong.

I don’t know about the warrior yet. I couldn’t tell if he was looking at me with a basic sense of justice that people shouldn’t die, or if he had some feelings like the girls.

Changsung coughs.

“Cough, Cough, what’s the use of following this body?”

“There is a way.”

He took out the potion he had hidden in his bosom.

Elixir.

A miraculous elixir that even a single drop can make a dying person more or less mobile.

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Just like the flu. One drop was enough.

“What, did you not drink all of it?”

“It’s a pity, but why would you want to drink it all?”

“If I had, I should have given it to you sooner!”

uh… . Is hate also hate?

Looking at Changsung with cold eyes, she averted her gaze as if she was stabbed by her conscience.

“…Tah, you mean the timing is bad, what does it mean if you give it to me now that everything is gone, leaving me behind?”

“Is this actually my lifespan?”

“Hmm, hmm! That, though!”

Even if I meant to share what could be my lifespan with you, Changsung was confident.

It seemed a bit comfortable.

I don’t know if it’s because of Changsung’s personality, but he didn’t feel very guilty towards me.

If it was in front of her, it might be okay to die in peace.

“You want to follow me right now, right?”

“…That’s right.”

“There is one condition.”

look at the bishop

I don’t know what the intention was to show Bethia my death, but I will head to that city.

Even if I contacted him to have another conversation just in case, the bishop would no longer drag me into the world of images.

then i will go

The Bishop said that me and my companions would kill the Black Tower Master.

The advice you gave meant not to use immortality too much.

…doesn’t that mean I’m not an immortal?

I don’t know what you saw to prevent my death, but I am an undead.

Even if you can afford to listen to what the bishop is saying.

I will go and kill the Black Tower Master myself.

The root cause of the eternal link called the Undead.

cut it directly

“I will go too.”

“…is that possible? You made a mana contract.”

“It is possible.”

Changsung expressed doubts, but did not dig deep.

As long as the flu is cured, everything is fine.

Certainly the flu had plagued her too much.

“Me, I don’t care. As long as you get rid of the flu, you’ll be fine.”

“Then open your mouth.”

“…Can I eat it myself?”

“What do I believe in?”

Changsung nodded to my words, wondering if self-objectification was well done here.

Even when she thought about it, it seemed that if she had an elixir in her hand, she would drink it all up.

One drop for one mansion.

But maybe it was a little embarrassing, Chang-seong’s face turned red as he opened his mouth.

Pong-!

Upon opening the entrance, the strong scent of the elixir spread throughout the place.

“Ahhh… .”

A drop of elixir flowed into Changsung’s widened mouth.

Since the amount of the elixir itself was so small, there weren’t many elixirs left.

As soon as he took the elixir, Chang-seong’s complexion improved significantly.

She took off the mask hanging from her chin, the towel on her head, and even the warm clothes she was wearing.

…I was surprised to suddenly take off my clothes, but underneath I was wearing comfortable active clothes.

Anyway, he’s a strange guy.

“Ugh, I’m finally going to live.”

When the flu that had been binding her like shackles was completely cured, Changseong, who had always had a gloomy expression, smiled.

He looked really happy.

…It’s not that there wasn’t a reward for giving a drop of the elixir.

“Then go.”

“Okay.”

I plan to go right away without finding a wagon.

If that’s the case, maybe he’ll arrive earlier than the hero?

Because the hero had to face the people related to the church and even move the Golden Knights.

Until then, we had to block the Black Tower Master as much as possible.

What is the intention of the black pagoda owner?

Remember before the return.

The collision with the Black Tower Lord wasn’t the only one.

Ambrosia was destroyed by my hand, and the Black Tower Master also died by my hand.

She wasn’t that strong at the time.

To be precise, it is true that my strength as a warlock was not utilized at all with my attack.

The meaning was different now.

As a black magician, he was aiming for the position of transcendence possible.

After reaching transcendence, what the hell do you want to do?

…I had an idea.

Are you aiming for my immortality?

The Black Tower Master is a black magician who dedicated his life to making the Undead.

However, the owner of the Black Tower did not directly study the Undead.

I was doing something different each time.

At the time, Gaudium did not inform the owner of the Black Tower that he had succeeded in creating an undead, in order to write the results of his research only to himself.

The Black Tower Master knew of my immortality when the Black Magic Tower collapsed and secretly attacked her.

Also, I have already made a contract with the Great Devil.

Having killed the owner of the Black Pagoda by repeating death several times, what she really said as she died was resentment.

‘Gaudium, if you didn’t hide the fact… .’

did you say

But is it really possible to steal the power of immortality?

“…What are you agonizing over?”

Changsung was puzzled as he looked at me, who was still.

It was just a concern about an important fact, but that didn’t change the plan to head to Antony.

Changsung observed me carefully.

“You look cute standing still like that.”

…Do you want to start a fight out of the blue?

I shook my head, brushed off my thoughts, and moved.

“You look stupid. Asher.”

“…Ugh, what about me?”

It’s a journey alone with Changsung.

Even if it was a very short period of time, something was awkward.

As we were about to leave, someone stood in our way.

“It is not the right thing to do to send patients away.”

A very aged priest blocked the door.

“Please, rest comfortably here.”

“…who are you?”

“I am Joash.”

His priestly clothes were extremely luxurious.

If it is such a dress in a church that refrains from extravagance or pomp.

It was clearly an opponent with a high position.

“I am just a servant of God in the position of cardinal.”

It’s a cardinal… .

It is not usually a high position.

He is a high-ranking official who can single-handedly control the church branch in the capital.

Even though it appeared so suddenly.

His gaze turned to my necklace.

Then, for a moment, I noticed something strange.

“I didn’t know that the gift that Labega gave to Bishop would have gone to you. What is the guest’s name?”

There was a strangely familiar energy in his gaze.

Even if others don’t know, it’s something that I can know as much as I do.

It was Magi.

**

“Please. Knight Commander.”

“No matter how brave you are, this is a very difficult request.”

She took a strong stance in front of the head of the knights who were perplexed.

“The Golden Knights must mobilize. Otherwise, it is certain that a greater disaster will occur.”

“I know what the hero is concerned about, but it’s something that only my members need to mobilize to some extent. Why must all forces evacuate the capital and go to Antony?”

“As I said, the warlock… .”

“Even a black magician can wipe out a city in one morning? Rather, it is enough to see the potential of the warlock and mobilize at the right time.”

In response to such a claim, the warrior judged that there was nothing he could do about it, and took out the item he had been trying to avoid.

That’s the seal of Rousselmani that Reinhardt gave you.

Since it was a seal engraved with the pattern of the duchy, the effect was very great.

“…that?”

“It is the seal of Rousselmani.”

“Why does the hero have that?”

“I have helped Russelmani in the past and received a seal. I will give it to the knight commander.”

Rather than just accepting it from Reinhardt, the hero gave a more natural explanation.

It must be false, but it didn’t matter.

The knight commander made a very greedy face.

Above all else, the real thing was right in front of my eyes.

The hero would be responsible for the job, and the knight commander didn’t lose much even if it was a waste of time.

“…Wait a day, please. I will mobilize all my strength and head towards Antony.”

The warrior nodded blankly.

He didn’t pretend to listen when I said that, but as soon as he brought me the seal, he moved lightly.

In a different way, I felt discouraged.

“…That is the human heart.”

So maybe I don’t understand it any more.

A person is like this, but what is he who is immortal?