Return of the Class 8 Mage
70. execution (2)
Execution (2)
As the ice froze, an imperial order had been issued. The snare on the neck of the tower master was pulled firmly. With the removal of the platform floor, he was unable to reach the surface even to tiptoe like before.
“Auk, Auk! Auuuk!”
The tower lord began to pant as his noose tightened around his neck. Although he was made a fool, his natural instinct to survive was not lost. He could not conjure magic, but his trembling seemed extremely desperate.
“Auk…. Auu….. Auuugh…..!
His eyes turned red.
Fluids drained from his nose and mouth.
Then the fight began to slow down.
Life slowly disappeared.
“Auuuu..”.
It was then that he shook his legs for the last time.
Strange circumstances begin to materialize.
All the attention of the audience was on one point.
And everyone looked dumbfounded.
“Ah.....?”
“What, what is it....?”
“Around the mouth...blood, is it blood? Blood?”
“It seems not so...”.
In black, dark energy shot out from the mouth of the tower master. It was the same situation as when black magic was sucked out of Marco and many other victims by the spell ‘great cancellation’.
‘Is it black magic?’
Ian looked at the tower master in surprise. Why would the perpetrator, not the victim, of black magic release dark energy?
“There are two explanations.”
However, the astonishment only lasted for a moment.
Ian observed the situation with a cold excuse.
‘Perhaps, the ruler of the tower is also a victim of black magic.’
It is possible that the ruler of the tower also became a victim of black magic. That scenario has been considered. He had used the ‘cancellation great’ spell on the tower master a few days ago, but there was no response.
‘Perhaps, he has used a black magic spell on himself.’
That would be the most likely scenario of all. If it was something that was summoned before death, it would make a lot of sense. It was the last option that might have been prepared for a long time. It is very clear that something big is going to happen.
“Master, Mr Ian!”
In response to such an unexpected event, the witches around there looked at Ian. That was because, in the absence of the current ruler of the tower, the final decision-maker of the Ivory Tower was Ian, a 6th-grade mage.
“Prepare barrier together!”
On Ian's orders, gather 6 high-level magicians, who are near the execution platform. Then they followed up by covering the tower lord who was struggling with the strong mana barrier. Since the outside of the barrier was hard, so was the inside. If there was an attempt to attack, it would definitely prevent it.
‘Destroying yourself for example.’
There are many things that can happen such as causing self-destruction, summoning epidemic sickness spells, magic, and even brainwashing. Ian has to move too. Standing from his place, Ian helped guard and strengthen the barrier together.
“Auuuk! Auk!”
Dark energy shot out from his mouth with only his vocal cords moving, the tower lord was as good as dead. Is that why? It even feels more foreign. Since it felt strange to Ian, how strange would it be for an ordinary audience? Ian looked around at the expressions of the people.
Dark energy shot out from his mouth with only his vocal cords moving, the tower lord was as good as dead. Is that why? It even feels more foreign. Since it felt strange to Ian, how strange would it be for an ordinary audience? Ian looked around at the expressions of the people.
“Hm.”
The audience was full of astonishment. The tower lord was dying quickly as he fought in vain. After all, it had already become the ruler of a monstrous-looking tower, and he vomited dark energy making it even worse.
“What's up...”.
“Should we run far?”
Like anger, fear and confusion spread quickly. This time, even the knights and warriors, who were in charge of organizing the crowd, were shrouded in a strange fear. The reason for that was because there was a premonition that something bad was going to happen.
“Krrr…. Krrrrr.
However, even that fear was short-lived.
The situation quickly changed for the better.
The tower master's vomiting has slowed down.
No more dark energy.
The atmosphere was quiet as if nothing had happened.
‘Is this the end?’
Ian did not order to stop conjuring barrier magic. That's because it might be too early. It takes longer to stay alert.
“Pak Ian. What, what should we do?”
“……”
Some time has passed. Noise began to emerge from the square which had been very quiet all along. Inside the barrier together, they saw the weak body of the tower lord, but there was nothing strange.
“….. We can stop for now.”
They stopped the barrier spell together after Ian's silent order. There were no signs of breathing or heartbeats felt from the tower lord. He's already dead. Real! This implies the end of the Ivory Tower leader and the 2nd order of the imperial throne. It was an extremely cruel sight, one that could not compare to his past life.
“What is it?”
Many people cheered. However, Ian could not shake off suspicion. The tower lord must have started black magic. What exactly is black magic?
“No way it's nothing.”
As Ian's concerns continue, the former ruler of the Ivory Tower tower, Herbert Leon's public execution is finally over. No significant events have happened until the end and most people have erased dark energy as something from ‘kotoran’ black magic. As the liquid came out from the mouth and nostrils of the tower lord by tightening the noose, one thought the dark energy had been squeezed out of him just like that.
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“What is it, can it really do this?”
“Jeez, yes?”
“But still, she is tall ...”
It was on the same night, near the imperial city hill.
There appeared four imperial military men.
“She is a highly rated person, so? Isn't he dead?”
“But...”.
“Are you not volunteering, knowing that?”
“I was assigned temporarily for one day ...”
“Aha! Is that why you're talking nonsense? ”
“Aha! Is that why you're talking nonsense? ”
They were imperial soldiers, appointed teams who usually took care of ‘punished bodies’ afterwards. Their task was to collect the bodies of the condemned and burn or bury them near the hill, though they did not always carry them out according to the book. Simple reason.
“Well, is it always like that?”
“Always like that, we all voluntarily come.”
“What....?”
“Isn't this fun? Most of the time, it usually involves someone completely worthless, but sometimes we get big fish like this. Those who are hoarse after living with a stiff arrogance or as you say, tall people who have been hoarse.
On the surface, it may seem that no one will ever volunteer unless forced to do so. However, the voluntary rate of being a member of the cleaning team ‘after the execution’ designated is also not too low.
“There is a pleasure of playing with the body parts of a fat corpse such as using it for fish bait or feeding them to wild animals. There's so much to do. Hehe.”
The middle-aged leader of the team said sharply. The other soldiers also smiled evilly. The beginner who claimed to have been temporarily assigned to this job was the only one who shrunk his shoulders and looked unsure.
“Well, today is a special day, okay. This isn't just a random noble, but a tower lord? When else can I see the face of the tower lord of Ivory Tower, huh?”
As he looked down at the wagon on the face of the tower lord of the Ivory Tower, the middle-aged soldier suddenly spat and giggled.
“And when can I spit it!”
“Ha ha! Exactly right. That opportunity does not come easily.”
“I hope a member of the royal family is also executed.”
“Members of the royal family? That nice. While we do, let it be a princess! ”
“You know, that one princess is famous for her beauty? What's name?”
The novice warrior was there among the mad soldiers. They all came to the nearest hill. The forest under the torch was only total darkness. However, they had no trouble finding their way. Although they were not normal, they were also veterans in this regard.
“BOTH. It will be a great place.”
“What, what do you get?”
“Stay in the back. You can only watch. ”
Chuong!
Then they started to stain the corpses with the tip of their iron sword. Is that all? They even burned the bodies with torches, causing a pungent smell from the burned bodies. Instantly, the smell of blood and burning corpses spread throughout the area. This will definitely give me the sense of smell and taste of hungry beasts.
“This beast deserves to enjoy the occasional high-class delicacy. They can't always fill up the trash in the back alley, right? It seems difficult due to old age, but it will definitely be different from what they ate and threw away before ”
They had no intention of following the books in regards to burning or burying the corpse of the tower master. In addition, there are many unlimited ‘pulling’ ways to care for the corpse, but they have decided to feed to ‘hungry beast’ for today.
They had no intention of following the books in regards to burning or burying the corpse of the tower master. In addition, there are many unlimited ‘pulling’ ways to care for the corpse, but they have decided to feed to ‘hungry beast’ for today.
“I'm jealous. The jealousy! They can get the canyon at the tower lord. ”
“If you are very jealous, feel free to go and join them in the canyon.”
“KK! lunatics! Stop that crazy shit.”
After engaging in joking and laughter in bad taste for a while, slowly, they wanted to leave the area. Wildlife is coming in droves soon. No, they might already be here and just watching the soldiers.
“Will better see them eat.”
“You can also be part of their food?”
“We have no choice. After all, it was the corpse of the tower master. If we ever get caught, it'll be the end of us. It's finished! We have to be satisfied with what we have done.”
The soldiers calmed down from feeling unable to do more.
How many steps have they taken?
Ssss…..
Energy crept out from the tower master like a snake. As if having eyes, he found solder and immediately approached them.
“Eh? What is this?”
Sensing something behind his back, one of the soldiers turned to look back.
There he saw black energy creeping on the ground.
Is it because it is dark, night time? It feels like a real snake.
“.....Is it a snake?”
“What? A snake?”
“On the ground, isn't that a snake?”
“Should we catch him and drown him in booze to drink?”
“Hard drink snake sounds good.”
“You, you always talk about drinking ...”
That was true at the time. Dark energy, in the form of a snake, rose into the sky. The target was the mouth of the middle-aged warrior and instantly, it had entered his mouth. The soldier could not fight at all.
“Auk, Auuuk....!”.
The voice became his last words. Truly, an astounding event has happened. From the middle-aged soldier's eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth, came the life force that was uprooted in light pink. And that life force headed towards the corpse of the tower master lying on the forest ground.
“Ugh....ugh, Aaaaaaak!”
The soldiers ran, yelling, at the unbelievable scene. It was not a moment that required or desired any understanding, but rather a moment meant to escape. That's the only way to live. Only that thought struck the five senses of the soldiers.
“Please....!”
However, the dark energy moved faster than the soldiers who ran. After taking the first life, the second life, and the third life source, it finally began to move. What moved?
“Krrr, Krrrrr.
It was the tower lord's corpse.
It's not coming back to life.
It was too pale to live.
Even his eyes had lost their sense of life.
“Eee, Eeeek!”
“Eee, Eeeek!”
Of the four, only one survived. It was a novice warrior who came out for a temporary task, who stood there frozen after looking back. The dead tower lord's body has moved away. Even worse, it was staring right at him.
“Ugh..... uh....?”
It was a moment of unease between the intellect and all of its senses.
That was the reason for his inability to move.
It's not black magic, it's not magic.
“How dare he execute me?”
The tower lord looked down at his trembling hands as he muttered. He even touched the marks made on his neck. And he's not pale anymore.
He was reborn as ‘undead’ and all his memories were restored.
“You will definitely regret!”
The tower lord had turned into an undead.
He approached the soldier with fear.
He wanted to take away the remaining source of life.
“Definitely….. Definitely…..! Krr, Krrrrrrr!”
“Belok.”
“Krrrraaa...!”.
“Living life.”
“Hah....?”
The tower lord became even stranger.
Through it came a familiar voice.
There was not even a chance to respond wisely.
He didn't even finish smiling.
Booooo-wooong!
The golden mana that imitated the sun swallowed the tower master's body. The biggest reason undead races to be active in this world is due to the effect of the ‘Turn Undead’ spell.
“You.....?”
After becoming undead, tower lord has found the mantra ‘Turn Undead’. Brown hair, black sticks, dark blue robes, the reason behind the execution, Ian, who was hated by the tower lord.
“You, You ....!”
The tower lord could say nothing more. The spell of turn undead was a disaster for the undead. It smashed one's body into millions of pieces.
Pangs!
Like now.
“Dasars .”
Many of those pieces splashed onto Ian as well. Of course, thanks to ‘mantra net’ inscribed on Michelle Greenriver's robe, nothing was left behind.
“Living life? Extraordinary.”
Ian, of course, knew what was going on.
Still, he took off his robe as he muttered.
And clearly, he showed his displeasure in all of this.
“You took it too far.”
He shook his head.
As he said, Herbert Leon, the former ruler of the Ivory Tower tower, had gone too far.
“Are you okay, Mister?”
“Iya? Ah yes!”
Ian asked the only surviving soldier.
As if he was returning to his senses, he nodded his head.
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“You should have followed the book and burned it or something.”
“It, the ...”
“Go and report. I'll clean up here before I go.
“Ah ah! Ja. Yes, I will do!”
The soldier quickly ran out of the hill. After looking at the rear of the running soldier, Ian had burned what was left. That is, the last remains of the ruler of the tower, the remains of which are only in a few shapeless parts.