The Strongest Necromancer With Evolution Traits - Chapter 382



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‘I guess not.’

I was surprised by how similar her appearance was to Luna, but soon realized that she was a different person. She also said it didn’t make sense for Luna to be here, but her decidedly inanimate expression deviated from the Luna I knew.

“This is Nyx’s shaman. name is······.”

“Ilias.”

The girl who looked like Luna opened her mouth.

However, it was a tone that felt like a machine without a pitch.

“I am Ilias.”

“I’ve only heard of it, but seeing it in person, it looks even more unique. Nice to meet you, I am Freyr.”

“My name is Nebro.”

Nebro’s heart raced wildly as he introduced himself.

What. Did you fall in love at first sight?

“Nyx are Shaiya’s clan. Why are you here?”

“…”

Freyr pretended to know, but Ilias just stood there unanswered.

Then Siddhartha took his place and explained.

“Ilias was born here.”

“Oh, yes? But it’s strange that Nix’s shaman was born in Northern Guro.”

“Her mother and former shaman gave birth here. And I naturally inherited the role of my mother. It was such a contract from the beginning…”

“There must be complicated circumstances that we don’t know about. But can I just take her to Shaiya?”

Nebro still couldn’t take his eyes off Ilias. It’s a relief that Freyr behaves smartly even though he seems a bit cocky.

“That’s right. However, it can be a pretty tough journey.”

“hmm?”

“There will be people looking for things that need to be moved.”

Siddhartha spoke terrifying words with a benevolent face.

“It is not an ordinary thing. Well, that’s why they’ll give you that kind of reward.”

Freyr nodded and suddenly asked as if he didn’t understand.

“If it’s that dangerous, shouldn’t it be entrusted to more reliable people? Can you leave it to us?”

“I am not worried.”

As Siddhartha smiled and said, Nebro’s gaze finally turned to him. Then his eyes met squarely.

“If he exists, in the end, all of this is meant to be.”

“Me, me?”

Siddhartha’s finger pointed at Nebro.

Then Nebro tilted his head and panicked.

“The one who is with you.”

Support position ———!

At the same time as Siddhartha’s words, the world twisted.

The surroundings crackled like a noisy television.

no. This feels only to me…

“Yes, yes? I, what are you talking about…”

Even in the chaotic situation, the embarrassed voice of Nebro was heard,

-Titling!

At the same time, only I heard a familiar sound effect.

[Player old shock??????????snap]

[Punppunppunyeomppongppongppunppulneppongppongppunppunyeomppongppongppunppulyeomppong]

[Joseom?Jat?]

Is it invisible to Nebro?

It was a familiar message window, but what it meant was unknown.

‘ah!’

And as if I had forgotten, the information came to my mind naturally.

‘This is no fantasy, it’s now a reality.’

The moment Siddhartha, no, Shakyamuni recognized and acknowledged my existence, all of this became a reality.

how do i know that

Actually, I was surprised too. It felt like I was recalling information I had forgotten.

‘I’m not seeing an illusion because I was caught in the technique of original sin.’

I felt sick to my stomach.

Even though he had no body, his mind was dizzy as if he had suffered an enormous blow.

“It’s been a long time. We talked a lot with people from far away. There is still time until the day of departure, so please take a little rest in the meantime.”

At Siddhartha’s words, Ilias gestured to Nebro and Freyr as if to guide them.

“Follow Ilias.”

“You make me laugh. Are you saying your name with your own mouth?”

“Ph, Freyr. Shi, excuse me.”

Why did I lose my sense of reality all this time?

I have been acting as Nebro’s babysitter for 5 years without thinking.

But now I realize that I was not impatient.

It felt as if the wall that was protecting my mind had been peeled off.

‘I am······.’

had to go back

how do i get out of here?

In the end, the meeting with Siddhartha came to an end, and a girl called Ilias was followed and guided to the room.

“Angel?”

Nebro, who had been resting in the right place for the first time in a while, called me with a whispering voice.

[“uh.”]

“Oh, you are awake. thank god.”

[“I am always awake. And it will continue.”]

I don’t know why, but I’ve been able to deliver my will sparsely until now. This was just a fact that I realized instinctively, and I couldn’t figure out why.

“That… a person named Siddhartha seems to have noticed the angel, but there’s no problem, right?”

[“well.”]

What the hell was Shakyamuni thinking?

The restrictions have been lifted, so let’s borrow Nebro’s mouth and have a conversation tomorrow.

[“Nebro.”]

“Yes, angel.”

[“Maybe I can talk to Siddhartha tomorrow.”]

“Is that word… an angel?”

[“okay. I wish I could tell you a little bit about me. Can you do it?”]

Nebro nodded his head fervently, while showing a look of bewilderment.

“Sure! Until now, I hadn’t done anything to the angels…”

[“okay. Please.”]

If you are a transcendent person like Shakyamuni, you might know the answer to me. It was quite encouraging that at least he recognized me, unlike other Transcendentalists.

‘······Actually, did the other transcendentalists also notice?

I wonder if Samael or Aion knew about it just because they didn’t bother to show it off. I thought it might have been enough for them.

“Angel.”

[“why.”]

“Isn’t the angel also someone who has reached the level of transcendence?”

After asking the question, I suddenly felt Nebro lowering his head. Emotions were also shared, so his feelings of shame and apology were conveyed as they were.

[“Did you ask even though you knew it would be rude? I’m sorry, but I’m just an angel.”]

“Yes, it is. You are an angel. haha.”

Even though he said that, I felt his emotions and feelings intact as he thought of me as a transcendent. He made his body, which couldn’t even move properly, free with magic, and he might feel that way.

‘I’m the one who has to leave anyway.’

It was not possible to stay here forever.

For me, there were people I had to protect and people waiting for me.

[“Don’t lean on me too much.”]

“yes?”

[“In the end, there are problems you have to overcome on your own. And I won’t be by your side forever.”

“No, of course! Because angels also have their own work. Of course, if the angel leaves, it will be a bit bitter, but it is true.”

Nebro was very kind even though he had lived such a miserable life. So he had a desire to help more, but…

[“Be strong enough that you don’t need me.”]

“yes!”

That pity and sympathy didn’t take precedence over my happiness.

**

The next day, Nebro came to see Siddhartha right after breakfast for my favor.

“Are you here?”

Siddhartha was making tea like last time and waiting for me and Nebro as if he knew.

“Joe, good morning.”

“Good morning. Have a seat.”

Nebro, who sat down at the table naturally at Siddhartha’s gesture, moved his hands nervously as if he was hiding something.

“You don’t have to be that anxious.”

“That, that’s…”

When I showed anxiety at Siddhartha’s words, I eventually stepped forward.

[“Have you sinned?”]

“Yes, yes? pressure! That, that’s not it…”

Surprised by my will, Nebro answered and shook his hand while watching Siddhartha’s eyes.

“Ho, I was talking to myself!”

[“I have to convey my words anyway, but there is no need to hide them.”]

At my words, Nebro lowered his head.

“Sorry for lying. I wasn’t talking to myself.”

“it’s okay. Have a cup of tea and take care of yourself.”

Nebro began to drink tea in compliance.

no, dude is it time for you now

[“Ask me if you noticed me.”]

“Cool!”

Nebro, who was drinking tea, exhaled. Then he immediately used his magic to clear away the fluid he exhaled.

“I’m sorry!”

“haha. it’s okay. It seems he is urging him.”

I know too.

As Nebro waved his hand, he immediately asked a question.

[“Ask me how much you know about me.”]

“Hey, may I ask how far you know?”

Nebro swallowed dry spit and asked insinuatingly.

Siddhartha then half-opened his eyes and looked carefully at Nebro.

No, is that looking at me?

“As Nebro-nim knows, all Buddhas are transcendental beings in common terms.”

“yes······.”

“You are among Nebro’s father and brothers.”

“You knew me.”

Siddhartha smiled benevolently at Nebro’s embarrassing words.

“The same goes for those who work with Nebro. Although there are some differences.”

what are you talking about whoever you want

‘Am I a transcendent? What nonsense…’

As if ignoring my thoughts, Siddhartha continued talking while drinking tea leisurely.

“There is something called causality in every world.”

“The rate of causation.”

“A passage through which all the worlds connect and a place where transcendents interact. That’s right here, the continent of Galaksur. It is a place where the influence of the causal law is least affected than any other world. That’s why we can exist here, and he can exist by your side.”

Galaksur? my knife? Was that the name of the continent?

If you think about it, the continent is just a continent, but it doesn’t seem to have a separate name. At that time, it was called Galaksur.

······Isn’t that what’s important right now?

“What is causality? Then, why is the angel by my side…”

“Causality is difficult to explain briefly. As an easy-to-understand expression, should we say justification and restrictions? By the way, you’re an angel… that’s a funny title.”

“Ah, that’s…”

“Never, sir. The person next to you is creating a story right now. The reason I am with you is because of my fate.”

“yes?”

[“What are you talking about?”]

Are you making up a story?

Anyway, transcendentalists seem to have a disease of talking back and forth. It just sounds completely incomprehensible.

“The moment he calls himself an angel, he is a real angel. Because he is making up a story.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Therefore, if he commits an evil deed, the causal law will be greatly affected. He’s probably going to be severely restricted.”

You always say things you don’t know what to say, but I need to hear what I want to hear.

[“I just had to stop. Rather than that, ask if I know how I can go back.”]

“The angel is asking how to go back and if Siddhartha knows about it.”

“You think you’re lost.”

Siddhartha looked at me, not at Nebro.

I looked into his eyes with a very clear gaze.

“You are not lost. Do not doubt the way you are going now. Rather, you are doing well.”

Didn’t get lost…

After all, is it right to help Nebro?

“If you follow your story, you will eventually see precious relationships again.”

What followed was decisive.

I felt a little relieved by those words that seemed to know and answer my concerns.

It’s what the famous Shakyamuni said, but it can’t be wrong.

[“thanks.”]

“I say thank you.”

[“I’m talking to you.”]

“ah! Oh no. All I did was deliver the words.”

It was evident that Nebro was embarrassed. You’re still weak for thanks and praise.

“The heart is the light that illuminates the path, so if you do not lose heart, you will be able to move on the right path.”

“Thank you, Siddhartha.”

“It was nothing. More than that, I should prepare myself. I need to get some medicine to heal my leg before you leave.”

“Oh oh! thank you!”

Nebro bowed his back.

What are you doing? It’s give and take anyway.

‘I didn’t get lost…’

If even Sakyamuni didn’t know the specific method, then no one in the world would know how to get back to me.

Now that this has happened, I have to do everything in my power to help Nebro. There must be a reason why you came to Nebro.

[“As soon as my leg heals, it’s straight to swordsmanship training.”]

“yes!”

Every moment I find the best move I can.

That’s how I’ve lived, and that’s how I survived.

I’m not giving up.

The End