3 The Master Necromancer - Chapter 2 to 4 - Vol 1

About thirty minutes later, Skraal finally found a water source for himself. It was a small river next to the big green-leaf trees. For the time being, no animals were drinking from it, but finding a river is always a good thing when it comes to survival. It was the same for humans as well as animals.

As long as he drank water, he could just wait for the animals to drink water too, and then he could hunt them with his bone arrow from afar.

After drinking from the small river, he took a deep breath and gasped. He was a little tired from the constant walking.

He may be a mage, but his physical capabilities are not much different than those of a human, so it was easy for him to get tired after some time using his body to do things like walk or carry heavy weights.

He was not fragile like normal humans, but he was still weak compared to most other humans.

At that time, he heard the sound of a tree branch breaking from his right side and smelled something weird.

He got up from where he was sitting, and one second later, he got up from where he was sitting, and the arrow hit the next tree in the direction of where he had been sitting before.

If he had not gotten up from the ground he was sitting on, the arrow would most likely have penetrated his head, rendering him dead.

He looked directly at where the arrow came from and yelled with a voice that came off as threatening.

"Who are you?" Why are you people attacking me without having any kind of information on me?

After Skraal spoke, a female and a male got out of their hiding spots and looked into Skraal's eyes with anger and wrath.

At that time, the female hunter-looking woman readied her bow for an attack and spoke with disdain in her voice.

You are one of the vampires who took our people! "You are going to die right now!"

Skraal knew that talking was of no use, so he just whispered, and two skeleton swordsmen manifested themselves in front of him.

At that time, the female hunter and male hunter had already started to shoot the skeleton swordsman.

They were pretty well trained, and they easily hit the head of the skeleton swordsman and crushed him with ease with their arrows.

He was made of reinforced iron and specialized in killing larger and leatherier animals, so it could still be used for killing weak skeletons, but they did not know that the Skraal was not an ordinary mage.

After two of the skeleton swordsmen died, two of them manifested and started to walk toward the two young hunters.

At that point, the male looked at his female companion and began speaking in a panicked tone.

"Cylina, escape; this man is not a person we could deal with."

His words were cut short when an arrow made of bone entered his head and killed the young man. As the arrow entered the young man's head, he dropped dead.

From his head, blood was spurting out and starting to dye the ground red.

The young man still had his eyes open, showing that he did not understand that he had died or that his mind did not have enough time to understand what happened to him.

At the time, Skraal simply looked at the young woman and began speaking.

If you do not drop your bow on the ground, I will do the same to you. It is your choice.

The female hunter, Cylina, looked at her friend's dead body, and, with tears in her eyes, she dropped the bow and arrow in her hands to the ground.

She knew she had no chance to fight against the man in front of her without help, not to mention that the man in front of her could conjure creatures to fight for himself.

After she dropped the bow and arrow, she looked at the Skraal with burning anger. If only she knew that Skraal was not a vampire or any kind of evil being that killed their villagers, which is what they thought before.

The worst thing was that before even understanding who the person was they were dealing with, they just attacked him on a whim.

But Skraal didn't have time to explain it, and he didn't know how to build a friendship with people who attack other people without knowing anything about them, so he just asked the woman one question.

"Where is the village? Answer me; you have 3 seconds. "

At that time, Cylina knew that she had no chance to answer the man's question.

It is close to here. You just have to go south for about an hour, and you will find the village. It is named "Grape Village," a human-commoner village that belongs to the "race-human and is under the control of Ceredrim City."

Skraal nodded his head, then two arrows made of bones manifested in the air and were shot directly towards Cylina, the hunter woman. The first arrow hit the head of Cylina and pierced it easily, and the other bone arrow hit the chest of Cylina and destroyed it.

She was already dead before she even had the chance to feel the pain from the second arrow that hit her.

Skraal then looked at the points he earned from these two fools.

"Hunter Level 1 x 2 Killed"

"40 Shop Points"

"Total Shop Points = 50."

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Grape Village: The Village Main Camp Fire

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An old man and other villagers stood at the campfire and waited for the two hunters from their village to come back. All of the villagers had tears in their eyes, and most of them looked sad. The vampires attacked their village.

They already reported the event in the biggest human city and force, called "Ceredrim,"  but the village itself was not that important.

The old man was in his sixties. He had a naturally sad face with a long, gray, and white beard. His name was Frankor. His height was pretty short for a male, about 160 cm, but the thing is, he was the wisest person in the village.

About one hour later, standing by the campfire, he looked at the sun and shook his head.

After that, he started talking after looking at the faces of the villagers.

Cylinda and Ramstor were most likely killed by the vampires. Our kind does not care about us, so we have to seek help from the werewolves.

After the words of the Frankor were over, all the villagers looked at each other, and at that moment, a man with a big ax on his back spoke.

Frankor, your words make sense, but how can you be sure that the wolves will be able to help us at all?

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