The Necromancers
Ch. 50:Reverse Attack

"Now open your eyes!"

Following his direction, I opened my eyes which shocked me at what I was seeing right now.

The entire basement contained iron bars, mattresses and air vents that were blocked by iron bars both inside, as well as one of the girls standing in front of me, she gave me a sweet smile.

"Hows it? Are you satisfied with my appearance?"

Satisfied? I don't think that's the right word. But if I say dissatisfied, I doubt he will forgive and let me go without getting upset and irritated at my words later, I just nod lightly in an agreed answer.

"Follow me!"

He who walks behind me, stops his steps and turns to me for a moment and then resumes his footsteps. I followed behind who was about 3 meters between us, he who was leading said nothing to me.

"A long time ago, Stahark wasn't a demon like me. She was a noble girl whose love of power, dignity, and higher self-esteem than any noble made her despised by many people among the nobility, including her own family."

Noble family?

When viewed from her appearance, maybe I assume that she is a naughty girl who seduces anyone she meets, but it does not seem like what I expected from her.

"It's...."

Somehow I saw him, he was able to display a rotating projector screen at the same time with a flick of his finger tad which made some projector screen that looks behind bars can be seen as a whole.

"Let me explain from the beginning, Stahark is a human being, just like you, he also has his own ambitions when despair comes to him."

The projector screen featured a little girl wearing a fancy dress adorned with red roses adorning her back skirt, the bandana that was accompanied by a violet color in black red was the same as her dress seen by me.

"A long time ago, he was respected by many people. Most of them bowed to him without exception, including in his absolute words, he was able to bring anyone to his knees."

Turning my gaze away from the long white haired girl standing near me, I saw a projector screen displaying about the attitude and actions performed by the long pink haired little girl, little Stahark, he resolutely and boldly scolded anyone who opposed him; men and women, young and old, he indiscriminately scolded and yelled at them blatantly.

"Since everyone was subject to him, he acted arbitrarily towards the lower classes below him by arbitrarily making the families of the other kingdoms who came to try to prevent him."

"....."

Suddenly the screen changed according to what he said. This screen shows the lowly people below him being left to starve to death in poverty, without mercy from him who can make them serve the death penalty, as well as their children who are taken, he said, being traded as a slave made the noble little girl enjoy her life above the suffering of others.

It was really sickening for me to see it because I used to live as a person who was at a high level of poverty so I understood the pain, despair, and hatred they had for her.

"It's just that you hate it because it can't be done by you on this screen."

"Yes, I know that."

Wreaking resentment and hatred on the screen is like a futile effort that expends endless amounts of energy on the person we are angry with is not real is embarrassing.

Just like that, it can be said to idolize artists and couples who only exist in delusion will only make us look stressed, but we can only look stressed, all that means nothing compared to your own efforts that are able to produce something based on the hard work we have done so far.

That's what I got from my previous life experience. The experiences that existed in adolescence, a time where my imagination began to be active until near adulthood, all that was lost when I had worked hard in the field of building and getting my own household, he said, including the children I have.

"The name of the noble girl shown was Veliona Bergan De Voire, the noble who was in Fiasfa City."

Fiasfa city? It was the same city as my village.

"Surprising right? It's only natural that you look surprised."

He who looked satisfied when he found out my facial expression, turned his gaze back to the other direction while continuing his path. I followed him from behind.

"Since Veliona was known to often oppress commoners at will, other nobles from major cities came to immediately make arrests of her for execution."

Executed dead.

In other words, Stahark who was previously a man of nobility, a girl with dignity and high self-respect, Veliona, that was his name, who had not then turned into Stahark?

There is a chance that something like that happens.

"Unfortunately what you're thinking doesn't make sense to accept, man."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that Veliona did not die because of the execution carried out by other nobles who came from the big city but because of a terrible tragedy to see."

"It's..."

As he flicked his finger once more, the projector screen changed displaying the chaos that was happening all over the street area.

Humans who scatter, push and push each other, there are some of them who are trampled to nothing, they do not care. The buildings that were seen in every place that had been destroyed and burned down, it was a truly terrifying sight to behold.

"When Veliona was about to be executed, scorned by other nobles, somehow the City of Fiasfa was destroyed in an instant. The demon that fights humans, the angel that helps demons, that can be said to be his luck."

Fortune yes.

I don't really believe in luck or not, but since I've actually experienced it since my first death in this world, there's a chance that Veliona might have experienced something similar like me.

"Bahamut rampaged through the city, burning buildings, trampling humanity, obliterating parts of the city, Veliona who saw it neither looked afraid nor hated the tragedy."

"In-dia..."

That smile.

I once felt it when I took the ability possessed by others using the [Copied Skill], there I felt satisfied for what I had now. If not, how could I possibly feel something similar like that.

"It seems you understand it."

"Yes, that's it."

Taking his eyes off me, we walked back to the front.

It could be said that I had no idea how vast the underground chamber containing iron bars was on either side, I just know this is endless which amazes me over a scene that is completely different from what I thought.

I honestly just found out about Stahark's past.

He was previously a noble who had a high ego; treated anyone as a lowly person, treated the commoners at will, and had fun above the suffering of others, he said, I really hate people like that.

"There's one more thing I want to say. The current Stahark could be said to be stronger and more powerful than ever thanks to the abilities taken from you, he is invincible by any creature."

So yeah.

"It looks like this is the end for them, my friends."

"No!"

Approaching me and holding onto his right shoulder, he turned towards me with a confident smile on his face directed at me, I was surprised that the serious-looking long white-haired girl could emit an aura of happiness at me.

"We can do it. It all comes from your own desires."

He walked away from me, turned to where he was, he turned his face to me, asking for a straight answer from me.

My wish?

What do I want? Is revenge for their deaths, the tsk sinners a natural thing? Is letting Stahark come out and kill all the innocent creatures what I want?

No, the answer is no.

No matter how I look at it, he who was and is now a vile creature, he must be eliminated immediately so as not to make anyone a victim, including my friends.

"A good thought. I like that."

He walked over to me. It can be said that the distance between us was previously at 5 meters, now it is at 2 meters.

"Receive this!"

"What's this?"

The red flames that flared in his hands, danced over his palms, I did not know what fire it was, but my premonition said familiar to him.

"It's the same fire as you but it's different in appearance and shape."

"Just like me? Could it be you..."

"Yes, that's right."

I get it now.

He and I, we both have the same strength and ability as each other. Necromancer, that's what I can deduce from the fire I see now.

It was fitting that I felt familiar within me, it was a fire that resembled mine that had a different color from her, a blazing dark purple color, and a blazing purple color, he actually has a bright red color like a fire in general.

"If you accept this then you can stop it. Do you want to do it?"

"Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?"

It's freaky. If he is a demon who is clearly visible from his appearance, a pair of black horns curling in his head, I doubt that he helped me for no apparent reason.

It is likely that if he wants to take advantage of me, I should be careful in accepting his offer.

"Why are you helping me? Aren't you the same demon as him? Why are you helping me? Is there a reason behind all this?"

"You're right. I forgot to tell you about the reason I helped you."

His outstretched hand with blazing flames danced around his vanished palm, he walked around in circles in front of me, back and forth from front to back and forth.

"My reason for helping you is that he will destroy me when he returns to the Dark Castle."

"Dark Castle?"

"Didn't you know it? It was the castle where the Demon King was."

Demon King? Could it be that it was the place from Uncle Shadow that I saw and met back then?

Why didn't he tell me? Wouldn't it be better for me to know where he came from and live, he covered it up with me.

"Who are you then?"

"I? I'm just an insignificant demon that you don't need to know who I am. But if you insist, maybe I'll tell you."

Ugh... hearing his words earlier, I somehow remembered one of my friends who had a similar nature as the demon girl before me.

"I am Shigase Kuma, the second Demon King who controls the Dark Castle at the moment."

Demon King? Wh-wait! If he's the Demon King then that means....

"Yes, that's exactly it. The reason I asked for help from you is that I want you to get rid of the annoying pests that will overwhelm me in dealing with them later."

He who was originally standing while waving one of his arms with a tired expression, was sitting on a chair that looked like a royal throne that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, he looked at me with the same smile on his lips.

"Why should you ask me for help? Can't you do it yourself?"

"Impossible."

Quickly, he got up from his seat, approached his face with his body bent towards me, his index finger pointing towards my forehead, pushing with a slight push, he said, I know that pose is a pose where someone is flirting with the opposite sex.

Well, I know because I've watched anime so it's only natural that I can understand the pose.