71 69 Grievances (1/2)
The day after dawn, we were down the stairs. I had them stay at Jean's cabin last night... No, you haven't been more distracted on a night since you were freshly reincarnated.
Mysterious groans heard from time to time. A mysterious explosion sounding from the basement. Signs of outsiders passing outside the room. Fran can sleep a lot! I'm glad you made it.
Breakfast is served with purple eyeballs and black-green soup. It was a bright blue, milk-like drink to the raw, grilled mysterious meat. Ursi also behaved with mysterious meat and blue milk.
They don't taste bad, but on the contrary, I'm afraid. It wasn't particularly a condition anomaly or anything, but are you sure you're okay? I checked with Fran and Ursi about five times.
”Come here, Zo.”
Later, Bernardo guided me down the stairs to descend into the basement of the self-proclaimed laboratory. No, when I get down in the basement, I have quite a few amenities. That was rude of you to call yourself that.
”You seem surprised at what our lab really looks like, don't you?
”Oh, that's seriously amazing”
”Cool”
”Ooh.”
A huge magic formation painted on the central floor. tools such as sickles and canes on walls. Instruments such as messy arranged flasks and rind bowls. Poisonous herbs and ores glance over the face from the jars and cages, and suspicious liquids are simmered gutsy in large cauldrons.
Nice! It feels like an institute or an atelier. It's like a secret lab of necromancers. I want to try and tease you down a lot!
”What about that one?
”Do you care?
”The smell of blood”
”Haha, that's the Beastman Clan. Looks like a good nose. That's the cadaver room. Excellent corpses are in storage! That's the fortified wall room for dangerous experiments. I almost died the other day!
It sounds like a cadaver room or something. That's the Necromancer. I mean, are you dying? We'll be fine, won't we?
”So shall we get ready? You guys have dimensional storage, so you can take all kinds of items, right?
”Mmm. I'll take care of it.”
A luggage carrier? Well, you're more likely to survive, and I'll take as much as I can.
”Let's start with this and this and. Oh, you want to take this too? We need that, too. Seriously, let's take this and this too. I'm not carrying it anyway. Mm-hmm. Then take that and this-”
”Too many, isn't it?
Not long ago, a mountain could be built on the floor. From potion-like objects to instruments that you're not sure what to use for, they come in a variety of ways. Some of them had tools that made them hesitant to touch, such as a horrible lamp shaped like a zombie or a pendant mimicking a zombie.
”Kung Kung”
”Here, Ursi! Don't. You don't know what dyes!
”Ku......”
I can't laugh because I'm going to be cursed for real.
”I don't have a choice, I'm gonna let you in half at a time”
”Mmm.”
We spent about an hour storing items, asking Jean what she didn't know.
”Now you're ready!
”Are we finally leaving?
”Finally.”
”Hmm. Follow me.”
Jean leads the way and leaves the lab. The question is, how do we get to the floating island?
”Hey, how do you get to Floating Island?
”Metastasis?”
”Huh. I'm a Necromancer, right? We don't use such impure means!
Does that mean that Necromancer sorcery or Underworld sorcery have the art of flying in the sky?
”Hmm?”
”Ha ha. Well, look at that! You'll see soon enough! Bernardo!”
”Ha a”
”Are you ready?
”Ha, as you wish, ni. This way, Zo.”
Bernardo leads me behind the lab. There was a magic formation about 10 metres in diameter, on which demonic stones were arranged in a regular manner.
”Uhm! You're doing great!
”Thank you, Mass”
”Then let me show you quickly! The mystery of my magic! Scratch it!”
Jean, who shouted so, crosses his hands in front of his eyes and sticks them straight up to Ba and Heaven. And I started casting a good spell.
Perfectly Kitchen II's behavior, but it looks great on Jean now. Wasn't at all uncomfortable watching it from the beginning.
”Cool”
”On!”
Hmm. I can't deny it. Split your energy on Ora. As you pose, there's a thin, radiant magic swirling around Jean who continues to chant spells, and this is what it feels like to be a magician.
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That's a long time, though. I have been chanting for about 3 minutes now. I have a shortened chant and this is it.
And in another three minutes.
”- Over-spec undead summoning!”
Along with a powerful cry, the magic formations erupt a pitch-black light. It is an overwhelming sight, like a fountain of black light spraying from the earth in momentum.
”Kuhahaha! Come out, my man! Your name will be Andy!
”Gooooooooooooo!”
”Wow! What the fuck?!
”Wow!”
”Grrrrrrrr!”