Necromancer: A New Era

The next morning, Will led the Knights away in a hurry, galloping all the way, and pedestrians on the street avoided them.

Will was riding a wildebeest with a serious expression, and no one knew what he was thinking about. When he passed by the town entrance, he brushed past Ming Yin who had just arrived in the town. He glanced at him quickly and didn't pay much attention.

“These people are so impressive!”

"I heard it was a Viscount. The mayor came to the tavern several times last night."

"The leader? Such a young Viscount."

Residents of the surrounding towns were talking about it.

Ming Yin looked in the direction where the Knights left, "Viscount? They should be the Knights last night." Without thinking too much, Ming Yin walked towards the church. He was about to leave. He had to say goodbye to the young priest who had helped him many times, and also to say goodbye to his predecessor.

In front of the church, Ming Yin stood for a long time, and heard waves of singing. Although he did not believe in gods, he did not dislike it. The songs praising gods rose and fell, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes gentle and low. In the lyrics, gods loved the world and brought light to the world. Hearing this, Ming Yin could not help but sneer. In his memory, his predecessor who had experienced countless despair had also prayed for the protection of gods many times, but every time he expected a response, a more cruel reality was given until his death.

Ming Yin shook his head and walked in. Carlyle, who was praying, saw Ming Yin at a glance and came to Ming Yin's side.

"You are hurt?"

Ming Yin was stunned. Seeing him in a daze, Carlyle pointed at the bandages on his body.

"It's okay. I drank the medicine and I'm almost recovered." Feeling the usual care and concern, he explained with a warm heart.

Carlyle frowned and said, "Was it the explosion that night? I heard it all, but unfortunately I was locked up. I was just about to look for you this morning!"

Seeing Carlyle's anxious look, Ming Yin said slowly: "Thank you! Carlyle, I came here today to thank you. Thank you for your help over the years. I..."

"Stop talking, I don't expect you to thank me, I did this voluntarily, I..."

Carlyle lowered her head, her fingers entwined around the ribbon around her waist, not knowing how to express herself for a moment. She seemed to have thought of something and raised her head and said, "Hmm? Are you leaving?"

Hearing Carlyle's sudden question, Ming Yin smiled bitterly and said, "Did you see it?"

"Humph, you don't usually come to thank me!"

"Uh! Sorry, every time I want to..."

"It's okay. I'm happy to help you. Besides, we are good friends, aren't we?"

Seeing Carlyle's innocent and lovely appearance, Ming Yin was touched, but Ming Yin was already dead. He suppressed the idea of ​​telling the truth and tried to act happy and said, "Yes, we are good friends! Good friends for life!"

Feeling the sadness in Mingyin's words, Carlyle lowered her head and said, "Can you not leave? Stay, everyone... everyone..."

"Sorry, Carlyle, I have to leave now. There are more important things waiting for me. Don't worry, I will definitely come back to see you."

"Can I hug you?" Carlyle lowered her head, with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Ming Yin couldn't help but slowly open her arms. Carlyle threw herself into her arms and sobbed, "I won't be there to treat you anymore. You have to protect yourself. We are all waiting for you to come back."

Neither of them noticed that a shadow flashed by Mingyin's body. After a long time, the two separated. Mingyin turned around and slowly left under Carlyle's gaze.

I don't know how long it took, but a gentle voice sounded, "Carlyle, the person is gone."

"Mother Bishop, do you think he will come back?"

"Come back? Maybe."

Rem's blacksmith shop is bustling with activity. Several waves of merchants have come recently, and he has been overwhelmed with orders. Rem has a worried look on his face, as he sometimes feels distressed when there are too many orders!

"Uncle Rem!"

"Ah, it's Xiao Mingyin, is there something wrong?"

"Uncle Lem, I'm here to buy a helmet, preferably a full-face helmet."

"A helmet? Xiao Mingyin, did I hear you correctly? Why are you buying this?"

Listening to Rem's confusion, Ming Yin smiled and explained: "Uncle Rem, my master made an alchemical puppet and needs a larger helmet."

"I see. Pick one from the wall over there!"

Following Rem's instructions, he came to the inner room. What caught his eyes was a wall full of weapons and armor. The wall was full of huge protruding nails. Full body armor, half body armor, shields, various weapons, etc. were hung in an orderly manner. Looking at so many weapons and equipment, Ming Yin suddenly forgot his purpose, "I didn't expect that a blacksmith shop in a small town would have such a complete range of weapons and armor." He stepped forward and looked at it for a while, then picked out a tightly covered helmet, "This size is just right, so it's foolproof."

He came to the counter holding a helmet that was bigger than his upper body.

"Uncle Rem, you've chosen. How much is it?"

"Have you chosen? One gold coin will do."

"Thank you, Uncle Rem. I'll leave first. By the way, Uncle Rem, I came here to say goodbye to you today. I'm leaving town now!"

"Hey! Little Mingyin, are you leaving? I knew you would leave sooner or later. I had a hunch that you don't belong to a small place like this. A bigger world is waiting for you. Be prepared to face the challenge! When you get tired one day, you can come back here. We old guys still want to hear your story."

A dark line appeared on Ming Yin's forehead, and he smiled awkwardly: "Thank you, Uncle Rem, I'm leaving now."

Ming Yin paid the money and left the blacksmith shop. He packed up his helmet and headed towards the town's exit.

On the way, he met some acquaintances. After saying goodbye to each other, Ming Yin's mood became even heavier.

When he reached the entrance of the town, he looked back at the town where he had lived for many years in his previous life, and let out a breath. He thought that he should have the chance to come back again in the future.

After a long time, a phantom waved in the direction of the town, flew towards Ming Yin who was riding away on his beast, and slowly merged into Ming Yin's body. His soul trembled intuitively, and a soul energy merged into him. Ming Yin closed his eyes and felt it carefully. His soul felt as if shackles were opened, and a sense of relief emerged. The sense of fulfillment from the depths of his soul made Ming Yin shiver.

Staring at his raised right hand, he murmured, "Has the obsession finally dissipated? Don't worry, I will not abandon your name, and your legend will spread across the continent in the future!"