Chapter 446 Meeting of Subordinates (1)

Chapter 446 Meeting of Subordinates (1)

While Shiro was undergoing Danzel's training on the basics of fighting against others, being through the ropes of necromancy and what dead mana is capable of in more detail.

Shiro was showing astonishing learning capabilities.

However, Danzel couldn't tell if Shiro was particularly talented in fighting or not, as he never really taught anyone else before her.

He was still surprised at how easy it was for Shiro to understand and implement new knowledge. By the fourth day, she managed to form a small amount of miasma around her hands without actually harming herself with decay.

Unlike dead mana, which miasma was extremely closely related to. It was extremely difficult for someone of the living to manifest.

Essentially the life force of the living together with their 'living' mana was tempering with the miasma.

Although her miasma only lasted at best a few seconds, that alone was praiseworthy if one considers that it hasn't been long since she delved into the arts of necromancy. Proving that if given the time, Shiro could become a necromancer worthy of dread.

Alas, Danzel could only see Shiro as a brat, trying to be something that she wasn't.

Despite that, Danzel approved of her training.

***

Shiro was busily training with Danzel, studying the language of the fox people with the help of Alka, while also studying together with the five Anabast.

The village of Vashara wasn't willing to fall behind in effort compared to Shiro. nOVe.lB.1n

Or rather, they couldn't.

With the addition of the former slaves that Danzel bought in the village, housing was one of the smaller issues that came with so many people living in the same area.

Everyone was feeling uneasy about the future, which put them on the edge.

Disputes and disagreements among groups were a common occurrence in Vashara. Though after a certain event with Talon making an example out of those who resulted in violence, every dispute was more in the form of only barks with no biting.

Which tenses the whole situation more than it was before.

The undead walking out of the "streets" without seeming care didn't help with calming the nerves of the fox people.

And with no one willing to go and complain about what they thought was a primordial god of death, they sought the best next thing.

Namely being the priestess with the wooden mask and Shin'Yen.

However, that was only for the original villagers of Vashara and not actually the enslaved but now free fox people. As they had their own groups and respectively, their own leaders.

Alas...

Without much notice, all four of their respective leader received a divine mission from the oldest primordial to suddenly move out together with the cursed ones.

Unknown if they will ever come back or not.

And if they do, wherever they will be among the living or the walking dead.

***

The Draugr with the halberd stared silently at the 4 and then at the many corpses before following after them with the rest of the undead.

For someone of the 3rd tier, it didn't take long for the 4 of them to arrive at the center of the settlement.

Going to the ground, Gilgamash crouched down and touched the blood of one of the ice troll corpses.

"A few hours...at best half a day since the death of those bastards." He said while eyeing a few corpses in particular with a frown.

Few had their waist separated from their body and their arms cut off.

Recognizing that each cut was made by a single swing.

While other corpses had parts where their skin blackened, and thinned.

"Let's search the area first." Kuroshi said with the others nodding.

Despite nodding though, Sernatta stayed behind and looked at the undead with the halberd.

The other undead were similar looking through the settlement.

"That was the group that we were supposed to meet with, right?" She asked, making the Draugr nod at her question.

"...Yes." The Draugr said with a cold voice of doubt.

"So our trip was pointless...do return back?"

The undead stood unmoving before shaking his head.

"No, the will of our master is still within me, unless we find the bodies of the mistress guards...we will stay here and wait till they return."

Hearing that, Sernatta frowned.

"And how do we know that the White Life's guards will return or not? For all that we know, they could have been destroyed." She said before adding.

"Would it be possible to contact the primordial, your master and confirm their continued existence?"

The draugr turned and looked at her with his flaring eyes intensely.

"The distance is too far for us to hear his will, but his will itself is everlasting. And his will towards the two mistress guards was to guard this place. Unless they have been really destroyed, they will return, without a doubt."

"And if they were really vanquished by those insignificant mortals, I will know. My master gave me a way to prove his will..."

"I see, then I guess we have to wait for them to return." She said with a smile while thinking...

'So they can't communicate without an item, those cursed must really be puppets made out of magic...'

Before she could finish her thoughts, she suddenly heard Kuroshi yelling.

"You three! Come here and see this!"

Dashing towards her location thinking of a hunter or undead to be alive.

What they met made them freeze despite being a corpse like the many others.

Alas, the corpse they saw was of a fox woman with ice covering her body.