Chapter 492
In some sense, the high level Death Council priest's decision to abandon his captured men was clever indeed . After news of them scheming to open the gates of the death plane had broke out, any group of living people became their arch enemies in an instant . They wouldn't just let them get what they want .
The Northern Trio immediately reported it to their boss . One of the requirements in their worker's manual was to seek help from above when they were faced with more than they could handle . Only if they tried to save face by waiting until things went south would they be in trouble . However, considering just how far they were, there was no way to confirm the quality and headcount of the backup troops . Perhaps their luck would be so good as to meet a veteran strolling about on the nearby streets . . (As the northerners sent quite a few freelance teams, this was not an impossibility) . If they were unlucky, no backup troops would be arriving in time . .
And the Church of the God of Justice and Commandments would have been a lot more flustered . As soon as the gates of the death planes opened within the country's borders, they'd have to bear the brunt force of it all . In fact, the entire dukedom and church could perish because of this .
Just as they received news, they sent people back to the Capital to give notice . Other holy knights and bishops also got ready to head out to kill those undead-worshipping disciples .
Winlair was able to still judge the severity of his attacks . Those holy knights weren't critically hurt . The only thing hurt was their pride, as they had all been instantly defeated by an enemy they didn't even see . In an instant, their self-respect was completely annihilated, but there were more important matters before them and no time to lament over one's own fragility .
And about the group of knights led by the one named White . . . They had already left, but considering the holy knight's consistent incompetence in tracking, other people had hope in being able to catch up to the holy knights . One could only hope that they didn't get lost and wander off too far, or suddenly get the idea of taking several mercenaries like adventurers and thieves on the journey .
On the other hand, it was the Northern Trio's mission to investigate the Death Council from the very start . Even if they didn't get support, they would definitely go . However, belief and mission guidelines between them and the holy knights naturally didn't agree with each other, and it was highly unlikely for them to work with the holy knights, as that would be just looking for trouble .
In some sense, it went without saying that they were in competition once again to see who could solve the problem first .
I wanted to intervene, but I also didn't want to reveal who I was .
Because of this, just us few and the Northern Trio were the only ones who truly carried hope . It'd be even more of a waste for us to split our forces, and so I tried to persuade the Northern Trio to lead us "little guys" .
" . . . Well actually, I'm not a bad undead mage . If you take us along, we can detect the enemy's death magic if they're nearby . It'll help you on your pursuit . "
With that being said, the black death magic swirled upon my finger as proof of my identity as an undead mage .
If it were any other force, there'd undoubtedly be a lot of suspicion and prejudices towards undead mages; especially because the investigation involved the death plane . It was just more reason to suspect one's motives .
But although they were surprised, their first reaction turned out to be . . .
"Are you a registered undead mage? You got a license? Had your annual inspection yet?"
"Yes . I had my annual inspection just last year . I registered at Diffindor headquarters . Ranked-Legend undead mage . "
In some people's eyes, the North was probably already the undead mage's haven, and because of this they regulated undead mages and made them an official job class that could walk around openly . Undead mages became an abnormally general job class .
"The undead industry revolution started one year before the Dawn Era . This revolution released the power for living people to produce even more and it also gave undead mages the chance to walk into the sunlight . The year after that, ghostly chariots and zombie servants occupied a third of each market . . . "
After so many years of development, the undead equipment, furniture, appliances, and servants had already become a common sight in the Northern market . To guarantee the safety and reliability of undead appliances, it became normal regulation to sign up for undead mage tests, and take things like behavioural examinations once every three years .
"Master, so you're actually one of us!"
"Did you accept the mission or are you a freelance mage? Oh, sorry! I don't dare ask . If you're willing to say, then please do . "
As soon as the three of them saw this little black notebook, their faces immediately lit up .
If it were ten years ago, it would have been nothing for a ranked-Legend undead mage to be called 'Master', but as there were increasingly more half-baked masters and half-baked legends, 'Master' was less used as time went on .
As for official undead mages at the Northern Diffindor registry, quite a few of them had connections with the officials there . With the Royal East Mist mage emblem on this little book, it became clear that this master also received the royal family's trust, so naturally I could be trusted as well . It represented a symbol of prestige, and what was even more of a rare sight was the double crown upon it .
"I have some relations with the Royal Mage Association, so having come across a situation like this, I naturally can't stay out of it . However, the most harmonious method of cooperation is to talk upfront about the nitty-gritty details . I'd like half the takings if it involves Saint Civilization ruins . If there are new types of technologies as such, you may have priority in selling it to the northern officials, but you mustn't forget my share . "
I didn't lie at all . The documents in my hands were real . Of course, it goes without saying how I got them but as for the level of trust for the two crowns… hehe, did you know that there's a service called Crown grinding?
As for mages, ancient ruins represented ancient knowledge and secrets . It was practically impossible to resist the allure . If the Saint Civilization left anything in the ruins, then it was highly likely that the technology could be used to create new innovations and strategic weapons for an entire country . There were far too many examples of this just in the game's history alone .
Even though legends say that every now and then, a nobody from the ruins dug up magical manuscripts and weapons etc . then walked the path of the demon and God slayer, in reality, magical weapons were rarely seen when exploring the ruins . As time passed and grave robbers were merciless as ever, it was more common that records, paintings, traces, restored ancient techniques, and magical data were left behind which could then be developed again .
These kind of things weren't very useful to the individual and would only attract trouble . However, when these techniques and ancient magical tissues were digested, they actually became invaluable .
After all, in some sense, without the support of Diffindor's original Saint Civilization techniques, the magical engineering revolution wouldn't be fiercely gaining power right now . When a lively and active ancient person couldn't be found, a document and some data of the ancient civilization would have been left behind . That was the only alternative .
"Saint Civilization? So it is Saint Civilization! We've hit the jackpot this time!"
Mary jumped all of a sudden, as the other two looked completely puzzled . They didn't know why their own comrade was so delighted .
As a four elemental swordcaster, Mary must have come across magical engineering techniques . Since she studied the magical leadership techniques, of course she would know about the origins of the Saint Civilization .
"I'll write a letter to the headquarters right away . I'm just afraid it'll be too late . . . "
"Don't worry . Master Timlad and I know each other, and I've already sent him a letter by fairy express . Since the Saint Civilization is involved in all this, he'll rush over here no matter how busy he may be right now . "
As soon as those words were spoken, the three people clearly relaxed a little . Timlad was an impressive big character in their eyes, and since I was close with him, that also seemed to add to my believability as a trustworthy undead mage .
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