Chapter 91: Kragami the Decayer (2/2)

Rino wasn't interested in what Kragami thought. Now that he knew his true name, the contract was like a ticking time bomb. If Kragami betrayed him, it would place a horrible curse on the necromancer and erase his existence completely. He did not have to hesitate to lend some of his powers to the old man now that he was a pawn in his palm.

”Come,” he held the old magician by his shoulder and pulled them both into the sky back to the portal.

The sun was already starting to rise, and Rino shielded his teacher with his mantle. The temporary portal was still where it was, and Rino made a quick dive.

Kragami was not prepared to be teleported. His swamp hut was still a mess, and he wanted to fix it, but Rino already grabbed them both.

When they reappeared at the other teleportation pad, Kragami's jaw fell.

Was this a farm managed by an army of undead? He saw a human skeleton farm manager and many undead goblins working in the fields wearing clothing that looked like they protected them from the sun. How did this lich manage to find so many legendary artefacts for his shadow army?

Even with those tools, the necromancer had never seen such neat craftsmanship for farmers. They might be made from basic materials like stone and wood, but the layers of enchantments on them were extraordinary. It was obvious who enchanted them, but this only puzzled the forcefully recruited magic teacher.

Not to mention, there were hundreds of fairies and various magical creatures bumbling about in the field. From what it appeared, they were changing shifts. Kragami had so many questions to ask, but Rino dragged him away quickly while returning greetings with a lazy wave to the undead and faes who could only be described as fanatics of their summoner.

Who and what exactly was this lich doing out here cultivating potatoes using a complex irrigation system with hundreds of undeads and faes? With this power, Kragami didn't think he stood a chance to defend his swamp. His zombie army might be able to take down villages, but Rino's army should be able to take over the world with how well equipped they were.

Before the old magician could ask questions, Rino blasted opened the door to his farmhouse and threw the necromancer inside before shutting the door and giving orders to some sylphs that he should not be disturbed.

Kragmi noticed how well furnished the interior of this well-built farmhouse was. He never knew that a peasant's hut could look and feel so luxurious but more curiously, it was full of more cat furniture than actual furniture for humans.

The farmhouse was not too warm on the inside nor too cold. There was an unlit fireplace and a small kitchen area with fire and water rune symbols. Rino must have too much magic to waste on menial tasks like chopping firewood and carrying water. What a waste of mana!

Then again, this level of flex only meant that Rino thought nothing about using mana for chores like this. Kragami was starting to understand his student's character a little more.

He wasn't just a talented lich. He was also a bag of lazy bones.