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The Strongest Necromancer in a World of Magic

After an accident, Drogo found himself in the magical world and inherited the legacy of a necromancer. Was it destiny or a coincidence? "Underworld general! My bodyguards!" "Princess! Come over here and massage my shoulders!" How did he grow into a world-renowned necromancer? A legend is about to unfold.

MoonTreeBA · Fantasi
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64 Chs

Sudden Upheaval

Gleson felt his heart racing even before he had a clear look at what was in his hand. When he finally saw it, he let out a gasp and covered his mouth in shock.

"This...this is a magic core...a sixth-grade magic core!" Gleson's chubby face trembled with excitement and he stuttered with disbelief. But soon he calmed down and looked around. Realizing that no one else was present, he handed the magic core to Drogo with a serious expression.

"You better keep it safe," Gleson warned sincerely. "As the saying goes, the innocent have nothing to fear, but those who possess valuable treasures are often targeted by others. This sixth-grade magic core is not something to be taken lightly. It could bring disaster upon you if it falls into the wrong hands."

Gleson's cautious actions and sincere warning broke down the last barrier in Drogo's heart. He knew how tempting a sixth-grade magic core, especially a fire attribute one, could be for Gleson, who specialized in fire magic. This was evident from Gleson's earlier shock. But what was also clear from his behavior was that he was a truly honest and kind person. Otherwise, he would not have returned the magic core to Drogo or said such things.

Of course, Drogo could not take the magic core back. "Gleson, my family has some wealth. I have more than one magic core like this, and besides, I don't even have the strength to use it now, let alone a fire attribute one that doesn't suit me. Why don't you keep it? In your own words, do you look down on me?"

Since Drogo put it that way, Gleson had no choice but to give up. He stared at Drogo for a while with shining eyes, then sighed and finally stored the magic core in his storage ring.

"Well then, I won't be polite anymore. But remember, consider this magic core as if I'm keeping it for you. When you advance to an intermediate mage, I will give it back to you."

Drogo smiled wryly. This new acquaintance of his was really stubborn, but his stubbornness moved him. However, he couldn't say anything more. Since he had already given the magic core away, he couldn't expect Gleson to give it back to him in the future.

The matter was settled, and Gleson soon fetched the documents. After Drogo signed his name, he officially became a member of the Mage Guild.

Putting away the documents, Gleson handed Drogo a letter with a guilty expression on his face. "Drogo, to be honest, my initial invitation for you to join the guild was not purely motivated."

Drogo smiled. He had already sensed it, but he was satisfied with the fact that Gleson's enthusiasm was genuine, so he didn't mind the rest.

Gleson said, "Consider this letter an introduction. Bring it to the higher branch, and it can prove your identity." Gleson stared at Drogo and added, "It can prove that you are a person valued by me, the vice-president."

After Drogo received the letter, Gleson said, "As you know, this Barlow city branch is just a small one. I am called the vice-president, but in fact, besides the servants, there is only me. There isn't even an official president."

"Um..."

Drogo was taken aback. It wasn't until now that he realized why Gleson, the vice-president, was the one giving him the test instead of a regular examiner. It turned out that there was no one else here, just Gleson putting on a one-man show.

"Perhaps I will be appointed as the president of this branch in a while, but in fact..." Gleson's expression was somewhat strange as he said, "In fact, I am a person who likes excitement. I am really tired of this place where birds don't even lay eggs. But I don't have the support of a family, and my own qualifications can only allow me to start from here. The chance of leaving is really slim."

"What do you mean?"

"Hehe, I won't hide it from you. When I saw you today, I realized that your talent is far beyond ordinary people. That's why I was so eager to bring you into the guild. I just hope that when you shine in the future, I, as your referrer, can also benefit from it..."

As Gleson spoke, he stole glances at Drogo's expression and saw that Drogo didn't seem displeased. This put Gleson at ease, and he reached out to pat Drogo's shoulder.

"Brother, you have to grow up quickly so that one day you can rescue me from this dull place when you shine brightly," Gleson said.

Drogo found Gleson's words amusing yet also felt a strange sense of sadness. From the beginning until now, Gleson's every move had indeed proved that he was placing his hopes on Drogo.

It was a gamble, betting that Drogo would achieve something great and change Gleson's life. But it was a sad gamble. A noble magician with the power of a sixth-order magician had to rely on this method to change his own fate, which was truly pitiful.

Drogo squinted his eyes, then opened them along with his confident smile.

"Gleson, I will," he said without hesitation, not mincing words or excuses.

Gleson was taken aback, then grabbed Drogo's shoulders and gave them a hard squeeze before releasing them and laughing heartily.

"Good, good brother. It's my blessing to have a brother like you. Hahaha."

Drogo smiled, thinking that if it weren't for being here and meeting Gleson, if it weren't for Gleson seeing his potential, he wouldn't have obtained a demi-god artifact so easily.

If Drogo could achieve the success Gleson hoped for in the future, then today's Gleson would undoubtedly have played an important role. Drogo had firmly kept this in mind.

"Drogo, where are you planning to go next?" Gleson asked.

"Next, I am going to the Kingdom of Jialan with my sister," Drogo replied.

Drogo did not hide anything about the trip, but he couldn't reveal his own and Elaine's identities at the moment. It was not because he still had any guard against Gleson, whom he had already realized was an upright and even somewhat rough person after a brief encounter. The reason he concealed it was that it was too big and too serious, and it was not something Gleson could bear. If he revealed it, it would only harm Gleson.

"Oh? The Kingdom of Jialan!" Gleson's brow furrowed when he heard this, and Drogo asked, "What's wrong, big brother? Is there a problem?"

Gleson shook his head and said, "No, actually, there's nothing wrong. It's just that the Kingdom of Jialan has not been very peaceful lately, so you should be more careful. Our Magic Guild's southern branch happens to be located in Tarot City in the Kingdom of Jialan, and you can bring my letter of introduction there. It will be helpful if you need anything."

Drogo smiled and said, "Okay, I will definitely go there, and I will tell them that I was introduced to the guild by my big brother."

"Haha, you little guy." After Gleson laughed, he made a strange expression, poked Drogo's arm, and said, "So the little girl is your sister, I thought she was... your wife...haha."

After chatting for a while, Gleson gave Drogo a gift. It was several notebooks, which were the records of Gleson's practice of magic from the very beginning to now.

These basic notebooks made Drogo's eyes light up. He didn't expect that despite Gleson's rough and straightforward demeanor, he was actually very careful in practicing magic, and the records in the notebooks were very detailed.

The experience notes of a mage are often the most precious things to a mage, and Gleson can give them to Drogo, which shows his sincerity towards Drogo.

However, these notebooks are invaluable to a normal novice mage, but they have no practical use for Drogo, because he has the complete memory of the great necromancer Matthew in his head. Even though they are of no use, Drogo couldn't bear to say it directly, so he thanked Gleson and took them.

"I should take my leave now," Drogo said as everything was settled and he had his own things to do.

Gleson replied, "Alright, I'll see you off."

When they returned to the original room, Elaine was waiting anxiously and rushed into Drogo's arms when she finally saw him.

Gleson was taken aback by the scene and exclaimed with envy, "You two have such a good sibling relationship. I also have a sister, but I haven't seen her in many years."

His words were simply a sigh of emotion, but they made Elaine blush and she shyly withdrew from Drogo's embrace, though she still clung to his arm.

In contrast, Drogo was not so thin-skinned, and he chuckled, "You have a sister too, big brother?" Gleson replied, "Yeah, when it comes to my sister, I envy you to death. Unlike your sweet and cute sister, my sister is not only a troublemaker, but also a fierce tigress, very fierce."

When Gleson described his sister, he even gasped for breath, apparently having suffered a lot from her. But from his expression, it could be seen that he really missed his sister.

Elaine listened curiously to their conversation while hugging Drogo's arm. She didn't know what had happened between the two during the previous exam, but their obvious change in relationship after they came out made her very curious.

Drogo was about to comfort Gleson, but his words were interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

To be precise, the door was not pushed open, but was bumped open by someone. The person who rushed in, Drogo had seen before, it was one of the two attendants outside the guild hall.

Gleson's eyes narrowed, and he displayed his authoritative and even overbearing side in front of these attendants. "What are you doing in such a panic? Can't you see I'm talking to someone? Get out of here."

The attendant was panting anxiously and was stunned by Gleson's words. After all, their vice president had just become good friends with this newly-promoted wizard, which was a surprise to him.

But now was not the time for surprises, because he rushed in because something big had happened. He couldn't care less about Gleson's scolding and said urgently, "Sir, something bad has happened, they are attacking us."