Chapter 6: I’ll Get Her One Day (1/2)
Chapter 6: I’ll Get Her One Day
It was already midnight when Han Shuo woke up. The magical yuan was back to circulating in an irregular pattern, but there seemed to be something extra in his brain. Everything seemed much clearer now, compared to before, when he looked around.
A sudden thought struck Han Shuo and he resettled into meditation. He carefully extended his senses according to the instructions in “The Foundations of Necromancy”, and finally confirmed that because the magical yuan had traveled to his brain when the Agony of the Soul had hit, he had bafflingly trained some mental strength into existence.
“Hahaha… I am definitely a genius. I meditated and gained some mental strength in such a short amount of time. Heh heh, perhaps it’s time to try out the lowest level of necromancy magic. Let’s see if I can summon a skeletal warrior!”
He hastily hauled out “The Foundations of Necromancy” and flipped through the pages. He still couldn’t find the incantation to summon a skeletal warrior after searching for a while. It was only then that Han Shuo realized “The Foundations of Necromancy” was a reference for only basic necromancy knowledge, and didn’t contain any incantations or spells.
Han Shuo furrowed his brow in thought and recalled Lisa’s incantation with some effort. He immediately raised his hands up high, concentrated his mental strength, and started chanting, “Souls of the fallen soldiers, heed the dark herald’s call and reveal your existence!”
When he finished chanting, he felt the insubstantial amount of mental strength in his mind rapidly fade away. It seemed that he also perceived something in that moment, but then his head suddenly started to hurt and he sat wearily on the bed, panting heavily and completely drained.
When Han Shuo slumped over his bed, a black shadow flashed through his little warehouse, and a starkly-white skeleton, half the height of the one Lisa had summoned, appeared afterwards.
Han Shuo felt sheer elation when he saw the snow-white skeleton holding a bone dirk and staring back at him with two empty, hollowed out eye sockets. Despite the difference in size, this was still a skeleton and was proof that his necromancy spell had succeeded.
His body felt completely drained and his mind was woozy. Upon referring to “The Foundations of Necromancy”, Han Shuo surmised that his mental strength was too weak, and thus had his mental strength completely depleted when he had summoned the small skeleton.
Han Shuo felt a strange connection with the small skeleton standing in front of him, but his mental strength was so weak, that he couldn’t even issue an order, much less send it back to another dimension.
Thus, a human and skeleton stared blankly at each other for a while. No one would come to Han Shuo’s warehouse anyway, and it made no difference if the skeleton was here, since it wouldn’t do anything without his orders.
It was already well past midnight by the time Han Shuo was done with everything. He was exhausted beyond belief, and once the surprise had worn off, Han Shuo fell into a weary, befuddled sleep.
The next day, not yet daybreak.
Han Shuo had already woken up and was planning on clearing out the trash as usual before anyone else had gotten up. He was just about go through the same routine when his eyes landed on the small skeleton standing next to the trash heap.
His mental strength seemed to have recovered a bit after a night’s sleep, but it was still definitely not enough to send the little skeleton back to another dimension. However, it seemed to be enough to give it a single command — throw away the trash.
The little skeleton immediately stretched its legs out when the order was given, and slowly extended its five bone fingers to pick up the heap of trash next to it. It pushed the door open and walked outside.
“Heh heh, no wonder everyone wants to learn magic. Everything is so much easier with magic. In the future, this small skeleton can throw away trash for me early in the morning!”
Han Shuo noted that it was still quite early and flung himself back onto the little bed to resume chasing sheep. Over the past few days, this was the first morning he’d been able to sleep in.
When Han Shuo opened his eyes again after going back to sleep again, he discovered that the skeleton had returned and appeared to dispose of the trash according to his commands.
As Han Shou washed his face after getting up from bed, he noticed that the black and blue bruising had miraculously disappeared, and even some of the scars on his arms seemed to have faded away. Aside from feeling a bit lightheaded from expending all of his mental strength yesterday, his body seemed to be in fairly good shape.
The solid realm of demonic magic was a process of reforming the practitioner’s body. Ascension beyond the solid realm was marked by erasure of all the scars on the practitioner’s body and vastly increased bodily strength and resilience. Either Bach or Lisa would suffer a quick loss if they tried to beat up Han Shuo with skeletal warriors then.
Han Shuo remained deep in thought as he washed up and watched the necromancy students hurry to class again. He grabbed his tools as well before running to dust off the statues of Babylon Academy notables.
“Athena, I went to the restroom before the sun rose today and saw a small skeleton carrying two bags of trash. It was walking slowly towards the trash dump, what an odd sight!” Magic apprentice Amy chatted with Athena as they walked towards the department of dark magic’s classroom building.
“Weirdo, who would be so bored as to summon a skeleton to pick up trash. Doesn’t that half mad, half village idiot Bryan do all that?”
“It’s true, I really saw a very small skeleton carrying two garbage bags. And also, I feel so bad for Bryan. It was bad enough for him already, now he’s suffering from Lisa’s aftereffects and gets beaten up by Bach every day!”
“You must have been half asleep and saw incorrectly. Bryan is an errand boy, and a slave in fact. It’s good enough that he can survive. You’re way too kindhearted, worrying about Bryan!”
The two girls had walked far enough and Han Shuo could no longer hear their conversation. Jack swung back after a while and dusted the same statute with Han Shuo. After Jack had busily wiped for a while, he looked at Han Shuo a bit dazedly, “Han Shuo, I think you’ve gained a bit of weight. And didn’t Bach beat you up yesterday? Your face was still bruised yesterday, why does it look fine now?”
“Bach must have over exercised recently. You can see that dull look in his eyes and how weak he looks. He doesn’t have any strength! At this rate, he won’t be able to beat me up anymore!” Han Shuo felt that his stomach was particularly empty after that declaration and said to Jack, “My appetite is bigger these days, give me some more of that food that you’re hiding.”
“Eh? How did you know I was hiding bread on me?”
“The entire major’s errand boys know about your habit of hiding food. You’re the only one who thinks it’s still a secret. Quit wasting time and give me some bread. I’ll return it to you in the future!”