Chapter 385 – Meigar, the Warmest Wizard (14)
What is death? There was a time when Maygar wondered about death. It was because the elves who lived long and did not go out well in Ashildern did not see many deaths. The closest news of her death she could hear was the gossip and obituary columns written in the Human Kingdom newspapers that flew in monthly.
Is the shallow loss defined by a single line of an obituary the definition of death? When Maygar first learned of her death her, she was 134 years old at her age her. Her grandmother her, who was so proud of her, ended her life in happiness, blessed by all of her her. But even when Maygar saw her own grandmother dead, she couldn’t feel her death her.
It was on the second day after the death of her grandmother that she realized that her death her was a huge loss and futility. It was habitually when she entered her room and looked at her armchair in her. The fact that she has no one to listen to her complaints of her. The fact that she has no one to bake her cookies for her. The moment she realized that all of her memories of the 134 years she had built up had gone to the other side of her wind, Meigar felt annoyed.
“You are dead.”
Meigar was still as irritable as he was back then. From then on she went to Mei and when she heard that someone had died she was annoyed. Even at the moment when she was rummaging through the corpse of a golden demon woman whose name she did not know now, she was like that. The tattoos on her body her shimmered and drained her mana her, but her body her was clearly dead.
“However, this demon is still the center of the magic circle. It’s weak, but the mana continues to flow.”
“But you died. Huh? That he just died What are you going to do? What solution do you have?”
“Joe, I think you should give it a little more time. Once, that… Just in case, leave this corpse here…”
“The demon’s corpse. Shall we leave it where our ancestors are?”
“Ha, but the range within which the corpse can be moved has not yet been specified…”
“Okay. Because you are smart you can do anything huh? You are all right let’s hurry. I need to go and do some research soon. Right?”
Maygar patted her ash her and dragged her out of her basement. Her Ash her wanted her to return to her mage’s tower to hasten her research her, but her her Meigar held her, saying that she could do her research her in Ahildern as well. That’s how the life of research without promise began. Maygar hoped her research her would fail. She watched her research process and hoped that she would make her new and perfect discoveries based on the results.
But that didn’t happen. All she had left was her title as Ash’s assistant to her. At some point, the knights and people secretly acknowledged her as Ash’s assistant her. Meigar was angry that Ash’s fame was gradually spreading to Ahildern. And impatience began to develop.
But that didn’t mean she couldn’t kill Ash now. Because without Ash, she couldn’t stop her Demon World from her. Because she could n’t do anything if it was n’t for her clever head her. So she was preparing her heart her.
“It’s all done!”
But that time came much sooner than expected. As Meigar was sitting and resting in the corner of her lab, she suddenly opened the door and Ash burst in, picked up one of her purple beads her in her hand, and shouted. Maygar woke up from her remarks her, looked around her, and asked, wiping the drool from her mouth her.
“What, what’s done?”
“Research is done!”
Maya forgot what to say. No matter how fast she goes she thought it would take 4+ months. However, Ash tasted the extreme of her necromantic arts in two weeks, not a month.
The work she and Ash worked on was to turn Mimir into a puppet.
Mimir’s body itself had no trauma, and if only the internal magic circuit was restored, the magic could be moved again. Currently, Mimir’s heart continues to radiate mana, but his body was unable to receive it, so he was scattering mana in all directions.
By simply creating an unconscious soul and putting it into Mimir’s body, a perfect robot guarding the barrier was created. The problem was to create this imaginary ‘soul’ without consciousness, and even elves who had mastered necromancy had never entered this stage. So Mei tried this plan for about two months, and if it didn’t work out, she was just thinking of using a human or an elf soul. Because she had her Mei family oath on her too.
“You made a fictitious soul? A living soul with no will and no ego?”
At Meiga’s question, Ash smiled again and nodded her head. And she said
“Yes. Thanks to the help of Meiga and other necromancer experts in many ways, I was able to succeed somehow.”
“You?”
Maygar’s head was spinning. It was because her reputation was really far away. She sighed heavily and looked at her ash her. Ash shook her head and said.
“I didn’t do it. We did it.”
Meigar felt an unbearable insult at those words. She felt that her cheeky bitch insulted herself until the very end. And in an instant, a terrible idea came into her mind that would change the fate of Ahildern and the continent.
The essence of necromancy is to deal with the soul. Even if she never set her foot in the realm of creating fictitious souls, she could put someone else’s soul into it for a wizard of her caliber. Someone else’s soul. A learned soul with talent and knowledge comparable to that of a great wizard.
“Hang on.”
She took Maygar’s glass her. Ash was hung over her body. It was because she felt that she could finally escape the fierce battle outside. Mei, too, shuddered at the thought that she could finally be freed from Ash, who was tormenting her. I was finally free. She didn’t even have a life compared to Ash. She wouldn’t have a voice that looked down on her. Because of her, she was able to reconnect with the people of the Mage Tower who had been estranged from her.
“Are you in a good mood too, Meiga-sama?”
“Uh, yes.”
Maygar nodded and grinned. Grave returned. Since ancient times, only the most glorious could enter the deepest part of Ashildern. Even members of the royal family could not enter this cemetery if their activities were dissolute and promiscuous. Maygar felt that her ancestors were watching her at this moment. He thought that those ancestors who had become stars watching over Ahildern were giving him strength.
“Ash.”
“Yes?”
“If you look at the ceiling of the dome from the deepest part of this Ashildern, you can see small holes drilled through it.”
Ash raised his head at Mayga’s words. It was so full of tiny holes that it looked like stars. Ash agreed with her words her and was amazed. She thought it was because she hadn’t seen the stars in a very long time.
“Really. They are like stars.”
“That was like a production that our ancestors made in the past as a last resort since they couldn’t actually make stars. It was believed that the souls of our ancestors buried below would become stars and ascend to the sky only in this way. Ash. How does it look to you Can you really feel the magical power of our ancestors among those lights?”
“Yes? Uh… I do not know.”
“Take a closer look. Details.”
Maygar clung to Ash’s back. Ash held her head up and was looking up at the sky. She stood up and pushed her chin up. She stroked her back and raised her dagger in one hand. Concentrating her mana into her hand her, she put her hand on Ash’s shoulder and put weight on her body her.
“You might be able to see it if you put magic into your eyes. Elves have good eyesight.”
“Ah, maybe… Ah… !”
Ash stopped talking and bent her waist behind her. Her first blow her went through her lungs her. Maygar clamped her Ash’s mouth shut and drew her sword. She let the wind out of her mouth her. Maygar swung her sword once more. This time it was the back of her.
“Turn it off… !”
Fearing that a scream might leak out, Maygar squeezed her mouth even harder.
“Silence.”
Her magic circle was spread of her, and Ash’s hand gestures of her, which she was flustered with, made her tremble. Her blood was dripping down her floor her. Meigar began stabbing her in the back her with her knife. The movement of her hands stirring the air in her intensified, then stopped in her convulsions. Her legs her sagged. Her back she gave way and she was knocked down by Meigar. Maygar stabbed her one last time deep, then she whispered.
“Look. The stars are shining.”
Ash’s body fell to the floor. She confirmed that she was dead and May started her work. The basis of her necromancy was to summon the soul by utilizing a medium connected with the dead. Meigar took out her Meigar goblet and stamped her hand on her prepared contract her. She then began to summon the spirits of the dead again, based on her corpse.
For the first time, she was happy that someone had died.
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“And, and, here I imprison my soul…”
Mimir, Nomelas Ash shouted, shaking her body with rage. Maygar kept her mouth shut, avoiding her gaze at her. It was a really terrible story. Omelas Ash was trapped inside Mimir’s body for thousands of years. How terrible it is to be completely under control, with all your senses felt and your thoughts alive.
But Artie seemed to be shocked by something different from her. A.A was silently looking at Mayga. Salina also looked shocked when she learned the truth of the incident.
Artie asked with a serious face.
“Wait a minute, Mimir was already dead?”
“Yes…”
That, too, was questionable. When Meigar and Ash visited, Mimir was already dead. Then who murdered Mimir? Artie thought for a moment and then narrowed her eyes.
“Evangeline.”
It was. In fact, Evangeline was the only human powerful enough to do such a thing. She was the oldest woman known to have opened the gates of the demon world. But if she can kill Mimir in one shot, how strong is Evangeline? And why is she trying to close the door again after she carefully planned it and opened it?
“I don’t know. If it’s Evangeline, why the hell is that? What was the purpose in the first place? What did she want to do until she even accepted her title as the first human who opened the gates of the demon realm?”
“I don’t know. Evangeline didn’t tell me that kind of purpose even though she was learning magic. She always told simple stories about the boy. She especially liked learning fancy magic that she could show off to others. She says she has someone she wants to show off.”
“Who do you want to show off?”
Does that mean that affection remains for such a prostitute? I shuddered with horror. Meanwhile, Mimir’s eyes were on Maygar. Mei, unable to escape, closed her eyes as her body her trembled little by little.
