Necromancer: A New Era

The lights in the tavern were dim, smoke filled the air, and noisy sounds filled every corner. Colorful magic lights flickered in the air, reflecting the mysterious runes on the walls. People in strange clothes shuttled through the crowded space, talking loudly or whispering mysterious topics. The orc cat waitress shuttled back and forth among the crowd with a tray.

In the middle of the tavern, a dwarf was playing exciting music, and the elf dancers next to him were dancing gracefully. Guests gathered around the bar, tasting all kinds of magical wines while listening to the bard telling fantastic adventure stories, while several people dressed as mercenaries were whispering to one another.

In this tavern, the lively atmosphere is like a powerful magic that draws everyone in and makes them forget all the troubles in the outside world.

Mingyin took Chakaer into the tavern and sat down in a corner under the guidance of the waiter. Chakaer looked around curiously, attracted by the novel things in the tavern. Mingyin quietly observed the surrounding environment, looking for possible useful information.

At this time, a burly bear man walked towards them, with a strong smell of alcohol on his body.

"Hey, new friends, it looks like this is your first time here. I'm Booker, the owner of this tavern. Is there anything I can help you with?" Booker said loudly.

Ming Yin smiled and nodded, "We are just passing by. We heard that there are many interesting stories here."

"Haha, that's right! This is a gathering place for adventurers, and all kinds of stories happen every day." Booker said proudly.

He looked at Chakaer and said, "Does this cute little kid look familiar to you?"

"He is my servant, Chakaer." Ming Yin introduced.

"Welcome to our Sunset Tavern. If you want to hear stories, I can tell you some strange things that happened recently." Booker patted Chakar's head friendly.

Ming Yin said slowly: "Dear Mr. Booker, shouldn't you serve your distinguished guest some drinks before starting your story?"

"Hahaha... distinguished guest, look at my memory. I forget my business when I see you. Come, serve the guest our best wine. Remember not to charge!"

"Boss Booker, you are so polite."

"It doesn't matter. I, Booker, love making friends with all kinds of people. Hahahaha..."

At this time, Chakaer was attracted by the elf dancer over there and couldn't help asking: "Boss Booker, is that an elf over there? It's so beautiful!"

Booker glanced at the elf, then glanced at Ming Yin inconspicuously, and laughed: "I bought that two days ago for 1500 gold coins. I'm the only one in Sangye Town that has it." Booker's tone was full of pride. As Booker said, the elves are the most united. Without special circumstances, there are very few people who are stranded outside, let alone become slaves. It is also very lucky to be able to buy it with money.

"Chakaer took a deep breath. 1500 gold coins? Enough for a family of five to live comfortably for ten years."

"Dear guest, would you like to hear the latest story?"

"Oh? Then please tell us, Boss Booker. What kind of story is it?"

At this time, two catwomen wearing slave collars came over with trays. There were two cups of blood-red liquid, with magical bubbles bubbling, and crystal-colored pearlescent particles flashing from time to time, giving off a unique aroma.

"This is the specialty of our tavern, a secret alcoholic magic drink, delivered directly from the headquarters in Casa City. Usually one cup costs 20 gold coins! It's mine today, hahaha..." Booker said generously.

"Ah~! 20 gold coins per cup?"

Booker was very pleased with Chakar's reaction, he just liked to see other people's shocked expressions. But when he found that Mingyin's expression didn't change, he started to doubt his life, and couldn't help but secretly guess, damn, this kid was either born in a wealthy family and was used to seeing all this, or he was possessed by an old monster. If Mingyin heard what Booker was thinking, he would definitely praise him, "Hey~? Don't say it, you are really a genius!"

Ming Yin picked up the wine glass, put it to his lips, and took a sniff. A fragrance filled his nose and his mental strength seemed to be a little more active than usual, so he took a sip and felt it carefully.

The next moment, a wonderful feeling immediately came over me. First, I felt a slight tingling sensation on the tip of my tongue, as if countless tiny magic particles were jumping in my mouth. Then, the tingling sensation quickly spread and turned into a pleasant tingling sensation, sliding down my throat, like a spring of fresh water moistening my body.

This magic drink seems to have a magical power that can awaken the dormant energy deep in the body. As the drink flows, the mental power seems to be ignited, the mind becomes clearer, and the attention is more focused. The distracting thoughts in the mind gradually dissipate, replaced by a calm and focused state.

"Not bad!"

"Hahahahahaha... I'm glad you like it. Next, this story is about the necromancer." Boss Booker laughed, and suddenly lowered his voice, pretending to be mysterious.

He did not notice the unusual movements of Ming Yin and the other man when they heard the necromancer, and continued to talk to himself: "A while ago, several strange things happened in the home of Viscount Carolan Dios, the richest man in Sangye Town and a famous grain merchant. First, his warehouse caught fire inexplicably, and a large amount of grain was lost. Then his family heard strange noises at night, and some people saw ghostly figures haunting the house. Several servants were killed and turned into skeletons. It is said that Dios invited several wizards, but none of them could find a solution to the problem. In the end, he had to turn to a mysterious necromancer, and then..."

"Then what? What happened?" Chakar was listening with fascination, and when she noticed Booker had stopped, she couldn't help but ask.

Booker took the beer handed over by the catwoman waitress and drank it all, then said, "The necromancer also summoned a ghost and fought with the mysterious figure until late at night. Screams were heard from the castle. The necromancer was actually dead, and his body exploded. Dios was terrified and was about to spend a large sum of money to hire a high-level necromancer!"

Chakar noticed that Mingyin seemed interested, so he asked, "Boss Booker, is the castle of the wealthy businessman Dios the one halfway to Casa City?"

"Uh, yes! Go a little further north, to the largest intersection twenty miles from Sangye Town to Kasa City, and go ten miles northeast, and you will see the castle."

"My Lord, I know where it is. I have passed by it before and saw the castle from afar!"

"Well, distinguished guest, I have finished my story. I will not disturb you any more. Please come often if you have the chance."

Watching Booker go away, Chakar stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Sir..."

Ming Yin raised his hand to stop Chakaer from speaking, and said leisurely: "Drink it, this magic drink is really good!"

"Yes, my lord."

Chakaer didn't say much, picked up the wine glass and started drinking.

Ming Yin stared at the bustling crowd in the tavern, drinking silently, as if he was in another world, and said nothing.

Booker, who was paying attention in the distance, looked at this scene and couldn't help but mutter, "Is Alex wrong? He's not a necromancer?"

It was already late at night when they returned to the inn. The undead Aaron was waiting outside the door diligently. When he saw Mingyin coming back, he made way and followed Mingyin into the house. Chakaer continued to guard outside the door, sitting cross-legged on the ground practicing meditation.

Ming Yin, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and said faintly: "Haunted fortress? Is it a trap set for me? No, the other party doesn't know me at all, or has he discovered the secret that Aaron is a ghost? It seems that I have to go there, so let's go and take a look tomorrow."

After saying that, he took out the ring and looked at it again. It had been half a month. Ming Yin had tried many methods, such as the dripping of blood in the novels of his previous life, mental induction, mental connection, and even the so-called blood from the heart, blood from the tip of the tongue, and using mental force to force blood from the fingertips. There was no reaction. He was ready to throw it away several times, but from time to time he could see mysterious light and shadow flashing on the ring. It was fleeting and could not be detected without careful observation.

“Forget it, I’ll study it later.” After saying that, he continued to meditate.