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The Master Necromancer

- Waking up one day in a prison of Vampires and just the barest minimum of memories, Skraal is an apprentice skeleton-mage with a problem. Escaping, he walks right into a conflict between his captors and their enemies. What will he do in this world of Vampires and mages, Werewolves and Elves, without his memory´s to guide him? *Death is nothing to fear, when you live, it doesn’t, when it does, you don’t.* -

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The Master Necromancer - Chapter 5 - Vol 1

The vampires broke the rules when they entered the Ceredrim Region to hunt humans, primarily from the Grape Village.

When the Grape Village requested assistance from the Ceredrim City, they received no response; now, after notifying the werewolves, they are breaking the rules again.

The werewolves will come to their village for an operational attack.

This means that not only vampires will break the rules of Ceredrim Human City, but now the werewolves will enter the area of humans and break the rules by making an operational attack in the region.

Frankor was eating his food without caring about most of the things around him. He had a plan in his mind, and nothing would change it. If only they knew what Skraal knew.

The vampires had already left the prison. They were after some humans. Everything was planned from the start.

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Skraal began his day by eating the meat of the last animal he had hunted. After finishing his breakfast, he started creating his new plans.

First of all, he has to remember his past for a little while. He knew the majority of the information, but there were still blank spots in his memory that he couldn't recall.

"First, I have to go to a mage city and find a mage who could help me."

The first plan of the Skraal was this: There were still different ideas in his mind. Other plans were not feasible until he had enough power in his hands.

He started walking after putting the fire out. There were no roads in the forest, so he had to use a direct route. It was slow going because of the bushes and tree branches blocking him, but he still managed to get through it.

When he was walking, he started thinking about the Vampire Cave Prison and its mysterious nature.

There are questions he has in mind.

"Why was there no vampire in the prison cave?"

The most important question in his mind was this: if there were vampires in the prison, he most likely could not escape from prison this easily.

Skraal then shook his head and whispered to himself.

"Another question for another day."

He just kept walking inside the forest, but at that time, he was hearing battle sounds from his left side. At first, he did not care about what to do, but after he thought about the shop points he could earn from the battles, he bit his lip and started walking towards where the sounds were coming from.

After about one minute, he encountered a flat grassland. There were bodies everywhere; some of them were already dead bodies with no life on them, while others were near death from grave injuries. There were people without legs or arms. The wounds of the men were still fresh.

Skraal understood the sides of the battles at the time, after some searching.

These two sides were organizations created by humans. One of them is called the Blood Knights, and the other one is called the Moon Wolf Hunters.

As the name suggests, the Blood Knights are the supporters of the vampires, and the Moon Wolf Hunters are the supporters of the werewolves.

It is pretty common for humans to take sides with the stronger races.

There are neutral races such as elves, dwarves, and imps, but the battles are always created by vampires or werewolves.

Humankind was defenseless and weak in comparison to these two powerful races.

Other than human mages, warriors, and hunters, humankind did not have much of a chance against most of the vampires and werewolves because of the natural race strength of the other two.

Skraal noticed the battle victory for the Moon Wolf Hunters, but there were not many people on the Blood Knights' side. Skraal then started thinking.

If the Blood Knights are here, and the place where I am right now is pretty close to the "Vampire Prison Cave," is there any kind of relation between why they are here and why I am here?

Skraal thought about this subject, but after that, he understood that right now he had to use his problem to earn "Shop Points."

Except for their sub-races and sub-organizations, the vampires are enemies of nearly every race and faction.

Werewolves are enemies to humans and dwarfs, but they have a good relationship with elves.

Humans are enemies of vampires and werewolves, but they have good relationships with dwarfs and are neutral towards elves.

Dwarfs are enemies of elves, vampires, and werewolves, but they are good with humans.

Vampires, dwarves, and humans are all enemies of elves, who have a neutral relationship with them.

And the mages are just neutral towards every race.

They are most likely individual types of beings because there are vampire mages, werewolf mages, and mages of other races, so there is not a clear relationship between the races and mages.

When Skraal thought about this, he knew that the most important thing was his strength and magical power, so for that, he had to hunt for experience levels, earn shop points for more spells, and get Gis Points.

About one minute later, while still inspecting the battleground, the battle was already over, and there were only six Moon Wolf Hunters left on the battlefield, which meant they were looking to see if any humans were pretending to be dead.

Skraal did not wait too long and whispered.

After the whisper, two bone arrows manifested in the air in front of him and were then shot towards two Moon Wolf Hunters.

Because the attack was unexpected and the Moon Wolf Hunters were already hurt and tired from the battle, they got killed after the bone arrow penetrated their heads.

The other four hunters started to look around with suspicion, and one of them, who was a young man with short black hair, exclaimed with fear and surprise.

Are there more Blood Knights or vampires around here?"

The other one, who looked like an old man but was not a young man, shook his head and started talking. This man was named "Argar."

"The vampires do not attack like this; they use blood magic." It was the work of something else or somebody else. "

After about one and a half seconds, two arrows came toward them from the forest. One was shot towards the young man, and the other was shot towards Argar.

The first one was a hit, and the inexperienced young man could not stop the arrow from piercing his heart, but the Argar was experienced.

He evaded the arrow just in time before it hit him.

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