Kaaaa-ak!
Kerururararara!
In the mountains and forests pretty far away from Morata, it was filled with monsters.
Some players from Morata came to hunt in a party but no one dared to go deeper. High level adventurers gave it a pass as they were only interested in dungeon explorations which brought in treasures, fame and experience.
As monsters in the mountains or forests reproduce, they came down to the village, sacking and degenerate public order.
But one day the monsters have been hit by a bolt out of the blue.
Several living sculptures such as a Bingryong, Wyvern and a Phoenix started their hunt.
“They are yummy.”
The monster devouring savagery.
“They give a lot of money as well.”
No one could resist the allure of money.
“We must survive.”
They cared about their safety especially.
When Arpen Empire still existed in the past, there were many Sculpture Lifeforms around the continent.
As time passed, they lost their origin, became monsters or settled down as a new race with new culture.
Some didn’t prosper and disappeared all together.
With such history behind them, these Sculpture Lifeforms put everything into their growth to save themselves.
“Gol Gol Gol Gol, I’m here!”
Riding on Yellowy, Gold Man appeared to the place where Bingryong, Phoenix and Wyvern were.
“Gold Man!”
Wy-3 came first and welcomed it rubbing against its face.
Wy-3 assumed it lost his memory after being reborn but Gold Man embraced the Wyverns with joy.
“It’s nice to see you Wyverns again, Gol gol gol.”
In fact it was all an act to fool Weed that he lost his memories.
While these Sculpture Lifeforms were having a touching reunion, Wyvern sharp eyes noticed the change in Gold Man’s appearance.
“Gold Man’s eyes have changed.”
It was bigger than before. It even had double eyelid.
It was a special reward from Weed for throwing his body out to save him.
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Necromancers scouting the Furgol’s habitat came back.
“This will not be an easy quest. It’s not a habitat. It’s a kingdom.”
They said it was a fortress protected by warriors, guards, magicians, shamans and the great Furgol king as well.
“It was built on a cliff. Climbing all the way up will be impossible for the Undeads.
One thing good about the Undeads was that as long as there were corpses, their numbers could be infinite.
However, not only was it hard to revive completely shattered Undeads that fell from the cliff, they would have to climb back from the start.
It was a quest where Necromancers had to initiate a siege warfare and take the fortress!
“For now, it’s impossible we should find another method.”
Jeanne and Necromancers were in a serious discussion.
At a time like this, Weed just watched as usual.
‘Do just enough, just follow what others are doing!’
If he shows great abilities, he would be assigned to a tiresome role.
“I was just lucky.”
“I have some power to control Undeads. But all these Undeads lack intelligence so anyone can do this much.”
“Me? Fighting in the front line? Not at all. I was just supporting standing beside so many Undeads. Even if my horse-riding skill and attack looks strong, it wouldn’t be a match against the might of a united Undead.”
Even though they saw it with their own eyes, by keep repeating disparaging remarks and his weakness it was hard to acknowledge him seriously.
To be honest, these Necromancers thought Weed was a great Death knight but they thought he could only achieve this thanks to their summoned Undead.
Weed cleverly used modesty to avoid any tough duties!
Their debates continued.
“Can’t we collapse the fortress completely with a spell?”
“I only developed Undead summoning spells, Corpse Explosion and curse spells…”
“Anyone here with high level attack spell or black magic?”
“I don’t have a strong enough spell that could collapse a fortress or destroy walls…”
Necromancers were able to learn black magic.
But the moment they learned it, it came with many penalties.
Among them was high notoriety and faith reached zero.
Reputation and morality went into the negative, and it was also possible to partially lose wisdom and intelligence.
The process of mastering black magic was unique compared to other magic.
As proficiency in black magic increase by using live animals as offerings, notoriety increased while other stats decreased as black magic level advanced.
Necromancers already had several side effects just by Undead summons. It was rare to find a Necromancer players with black magic.
“I did learn black magic up to level 2…”
“That wouldn’t be of any help in a large scale battle. Is there no one with more powerful black magic?”
Out of 43 Necromancers, only 12 knew black magic.
A simple black magic was good enough for enhancing their Undead summons so they learned it.
But there were only two players among them that could use it directly in battle and inflict some damages.
“I guess we have no choice but to bring all our Undeads and fight.”
“If someone reaches there and bait them, maybe these Furgols will open the gate and come out.”
“That would make things much easier… First, let’s set up a time and when most Necromancers are gathered then we will all go.”
With no one assigning any role, Weed just stood and watched.
He could raise blacksmith skill by creating siege weapons but it wouldn’t be very useful at this point.
He could gather all the necessary material around here to build it but on one could operate the siege weapon.
There were too few Necromancers and it was not like they could make their Undead handle the siege weapon.
Skeletons had low intelligence and they only move on their instincts. They were completely useless outside battles.
Dullahans didn’t have their heads in the right place. They move around with their heads in their hands so it was impossible to aim for them.
Death Knights with their, relatively speaking, high intelligence would be useful but they were busy enough leading the other Undeads into battle.
On top of that, once the siege weapons were built, there was a problem with logistics.
Necromancer’s critical weakness was that they lacked any decent shielding magic, so these siege weapons were vulnerable to enemy spell fires.
Siege weapons were completely useless if there is no one to operate it or protect it.
In general, a siege warfare was a battle where the attacking side was at a disadvantage by three fold.