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My alter ego is becoming a big shot - Episode 7

undead (2)

Another week passed in the warehouse..

“Ta-da-dak! Ta-da-da-da-da-dak—!”

‘Ah, I can't do it.—!’

The idea and method were not wrong..

「There was also a Garak who used an “avatar”, and after many trials and errors, he was able to successfully move the undead..

scribble—

I sat down and watched blankly as a zombie danced around in front of me, shaking its limbs..

Yeah, all I could move was one zombie..

The total amount of 'black magic' in my body was ridiculously low to control multiple undead..

Even though I had gathered everything except the minimum strength to maintain my body, the weakest zombie was the limit..

Well, even if they are elite, aren’t they skeletons at best?.

It wasn't a commander to begin with, much less could it use magic..

「Perhaps due to its “magic affinity,” it absorbed the surrounding energy as time went on, increasing its amount, but this growth rate was unbelievable..

‘If I had been a skeleton wizard, I wouldn't have had to worry about this..’

It was a time when I was lamenting meaninglessly and struggling to come up with something different..

“Squeak—”

A now familiar rat was seen crawling over to where the skeletons were standing and gnawing on their toes..

‘That guy is also very diligent... Wait? Maybe this?’

As I was watching this, my eye sockets glowed, I quietly got up from my seat, and slowly approached the rat, which was busy grinding its teeth..

***

The only undead I could move was a zombie..

But the zombies standing here are of no help to the current situation..

So what zombies can help?.

“Squeak—squeak—!”

I quietly looked down at the rat writhing between my finger bones..

He was unusually quick-witted for a guy who had lived a carefree life in an affluent environment..

I thought it would be easy to catch him when he was off guard, but he noticed and ran away before I could get close, so I had a really hard time struggling..

They blocked the mouse holes and used ‘life detection’ to throw themselves at the zombies..

‘Just when I thought I had attacked him with my whole body and caught him, I was so shocked to see him slipping through my ribs..’

In the end, the rat was attacked by zombies in the direction it was fleeing and was barely able to catch it..

Thanks to practicing quickly changing the control target unintentionally, my undead control ability has further improved..

‘sorry. I will not forget your sacrifice. alfred.’

A finger bone containing ‘black magic’ was inserted into the lower jaw of a rat, which was given an arbitrary name..

The tip of the finger bone, which became sharp after becoming undead, was deeply embedded..

Alfred, who was struggling, slowly stopped moving, but did not remove his fingers and continued to inject 'black magic' into his small body..

And... the body that had stopped began to wriggle again..

I carefully placed Alfred on the ground and concentrated on watching him spin around..

‘Is it because I infected it myself and it is a small organism? It seems much easier to control and the connection is smoother..’

Now I have a great colleague.

Let's export it the next time the door opens..

***

The opportunity came soon.

Squeak, squeak—

“Ah—it’s annoying. bothered. Why do I have to do this every time??”

It so happened that the person on duty who came into the warehouse this time was grumpy Zephyr..

Before he came in and closed the door, he let Alfred, who had been waiting in the corner of the entrance, escape..

Because he was inattentive, he didn't even know what was passing under his feet and was busy complaining like always..

“We'll see later, really. I later met that old man···.”

Alfred left the bumbling man behind and carefully moved to the shade..

The way I controlled Alfred was different from the way Jeffy controlled me..

Perhaps because they are the same undead and because they used the method of using “Avatar,” the connection has become stronger, making it possible to share sensations to some extent..

It's not as perfect as Avatar, but it's enough to gather information..

Alfred wandered around diligently, but unfortunately, he didn't get much information..

There is a road leading to what is presumed to be another warehouse and a passage that appears to lead outside..

What I'm still not sure about is···.

Of course, it was impossible to check because all the doors were closed..

‘Ah, if I do this, I’ll be out. Well, it must be a secret place, but there's no way you can go outside just by going through the door..’

But I had a helper, Jeffy, who helped me whenever I was in trouble..

“I really am not a talented person who should rot in a place like this. Things that don't have any ability are only trusting in their backs.···.”

Just then, I saw Zephyr, who had glanced around the warehouse I was in, coming out into the passage..

Alfred moved carefully behind him in the shadows..

Jeffy was constantly grumbling as he walked down the road to another warehouse..

‘Isn’t that guy even tired? Anyway, what's in the warehouse over there? other undead?’

Clap—

As he opened the cellar door and entered, Alfred quickly followed him in..

Even the guy who was constantly talking about what was inside this warehouse quietly began to look inside this time..

No, actually, I naturally found out as soon as I entered here..

Why is that guy like that?.

‘here is···?’

The inside was full of undead, but their presence was not even felt..

Because there was something in the center of the warehouse that gave off an overwhelming presence..

‘···What on earth is there??’

Alfred, who was just a zombie rat, couldn't even go nearby to check..

It felt instinctive..

If you even get close, everything will be robbed by 'that'..

I hid near the entrance and thought about it while waiting for Zephyr, who was looking inside with a serious look that I had never seen before..

‘That's what they want.’

I was surrounded by undead, so I didn't know what they were doing or their purpose..

Isn't it natural to first look at what bad guys do with a view to sabotage??

‘Let’s watch the situation a little more first. Because ‘Jeffie Chance’ is not over yet.’

After looking around and checking something, he quickly left the warehouse..

“Phew, I really feel drained every time I go in there. What happened to me···.”

I followed the guy who slowly started the engine again and headed towards the door leading outside..

The door there didn't have the usual locks I'd seen so far..

Wow—

When Zephyr placed his palm on it, a strange pattern appeared and the door slid open..

‘Uh, if I do this, I can’t just leave.?’

After being embarrassed for a moment, I quickly followed him out the door..

“Oh, are you out? Good work.”

“okay. I really feel drained every time I go there. When does ripening end? did you hear something?”

In front of the door was a young man sitting at a desk doing something..

Like Zephyr, he was a guy who visited the warehouse regularly..

He was probably guarding the entrance to the passage..

“Well, won't it be soon? These days, Master is there every day to check. He couldn't come today because he had to communicate with his superiors..”

“Yes, I want to finish it quickly and get out of here. I'm sick of 'Fragments of the Immortal King' and all that..”

“That's the same for me too. I have to check the warehouse where it's located every day..”

I hid Alfred in the shadows under the desk, listened to his story, and cheered eagerly for Jeffy, who helped me again..

“Hey, but isn't it funny that we're protecting it here like this? This door has a barrier surrounding not only the building but also the entire village. How could anyone sneak in here??”

“Well, just in case. I can't help it?”

“What if? As long as you're alive and breathing, there's no way you can avoid this multi-layered barrier, right? I wouldn't know if it was a corpse?”

Jeffy, who was chuckling, quickly left the place, saying he was going to take a rest..

‘If you get to know that guy, wouldn't he be a good guy? Anyone who sees it will think you're intentionally trying to help..’

Anyway, to this extent, the operation name ‘Rat Listens to What I Say at Night’ was a great success..

I was deeply grateful to Jeffy for his cooperation and quietly left the building..

It was night outside, so I was able to move around more comfortably..

Alfred crossed the length and breadth of the village through the darkness of the night..

Most of the buildings were closed, but Alfred used his expertise to find small mouse holes and succeeded in sneaking in..

However, there was no information beyond what was obtained through Zephyr..

As for income, does that mean that the number of them was around 40, and most of them were not warlocks but their minions?.

It was a time when I was moving around, satisfied with the decent harvest..

Puuk—!

Black thorns rose from the ground and pierced Alfred's body..

“Hmm... I tried to do something, but it turned out to be a rat..”

I heard the voice of the village chief, or rather the warlock Malcolm..

‘Shit, did I get caught??’

“Undead? I don't feel the energy of black magic... Is this an entity naturally created by dark magic? where did this come from?”

As Malcolm approached, I quietly disconnected from Alfred..

‘They haven't noticed my presence yet. Slowly... naturally so that no abnormality can be detected.’

“It's strange that his body is full of dark magic. I don't think it was caused by magic. Where did you get exposed to so much dark magic?···.”

Through the fading connection, I could hear Malcolm pause and let out an exasperated sigh..

“There is only one place here that is overflowing with dark magic. So, was Zeraf in charge of the warehouse today?.”

Jeffy, I helped you a lot, but I’m sorry.!

Phuwak—!

***

The connection is completely lost.

I could see that Alfred had been completely destroyed by Malcolm..

Today, we took a moment of silence to remember Alfred, who performed admirably and died heroically..

‘Alfred. I will definitely get revenge. watch from there!’

Alfred's enemy is Malcolm. I decided so..

I tried to ignore the prickling conscience and organized the information I had gained this time..

‘Zephyr's real name is Zeraf..’

Well, that was useless information..

‘What they want is the ‘Fragment of the Immortal King’ that is maturing in the warehouse next door, and Malcolm is carefully examining it. Undead are not affected by the barrier..’

It didn't matter what they wanted to do with the 'Fragment of the Immortal King'.

I just did my best to fuck the shit out of them..

‘I think everything will work out if I just get rid of Malcolm.···.’

Yes, it depends on how you make it, right?.

‘wait···. Alfred's enemy!’

***

Zeraf was in a bad mood..

I'm annoyed that I was on duty at the warehouse yesterday, but I got scolded by my teacher for not managing it properly..

‘No, who knew that a rat would crawl out of there?!’

It was unfair.

As a result of disciplinary action for negligent management, he was left in charge of the warehouse every day for a while..

Hu Yan, who guarded the entrance that day, was punished by guarding the entrance for the same period..

‘Dirty world! How can a person without a backbone live in such sorrow? And what a big deal it is that a rat crawls out! He looks like a damn old man..’

Zeraf couldn't spit it out like usual and just suppressed his anger inside..

Because I was anxious here because I didn't know when the teacher would suddenly attack me..

Clap! Squeak—bang!

Zeraf walked almost at a run, nervously opened the warehouse door, and entered inside without hesitation..

And as soon as I closed the door, instead of just passing by like usual, I turned on the light and looked..

“there! It stuck out! Properly [Stand in line!] You idiots.!”

I shouted in frustration at the skeletons lined up in a row..

“what? Why is this happening again? hey! [Stand upright!]”

He shouted at the zombie who was standing at an angle with one of his ankles cut off..

However, when he stumbled and failed to properly follow his commands, he immediately lunged and started kicking..

“Come on, do you think I’m funny too? uh? Not doing it right! [Stand up straight!]”

Zeraf, who was huffing and puffing out his anger for a while, soon stopped kicking and looked around..

Everyone here absolutely obeys his orders..

I was satisfied.

This was the world that went right.

He lowered his gaze and looked disapprovingly at the still staggering zombie, then quickly moved away..

“huh? Who is this? You're not that arrogant guy back then.?”

Then I saw a familiar figure..

Geraf chuckled and walked up to the still standing zombie and nudged its shoulder with his staff..

“Hey, try again what you said back then. huh?”

The zombie, who appeared to be a man in his early twenties, did not react in any way and just shook when touched..

“Why are you silent? aha! I actually pulled out my tongue! Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.”

Zeraf twisted his face and smiled..

The stress was just building up, so didn't a good outlet appear??

“Phew—that was a good time. When hunting down the village guys one by one..”

Pow! puck!

He kicked the zombie and muttered like a madman..

“You, in particular, were particularly noisy. Talking arrogantly. What did you say then? Did you say that if you mess with my family, I won’t leave you alone??”

Crackling

There was a small sound of teeth grinding from somewhere, but Zeraf, immersed in his own world, could not hear it and continued to mock his opponent..

“Giggling, I put a lot of effort into you. When you just watch your family cry in front of you, the expression on your face is a work of art..”

He vented his stress towards the zombie and recalled the scene at that time..

The eyes of a young man who was overpowered by the undead, had his tongue pulled out, and was staring at himself with bloody tears..

Zeraf twisted his mouth, remembering the thrill he felt back then..

“But what are you going to do? I'm standing here alone, leaving the family I wanted to protect so much···.”

Kwasik—!

Blood splattered with an eerie sound..

Suddenly, a skeleton came up from behind without warning, grabbed one of Zeraf's shoulders and head, and bit the back of his neck..

“Hehehe—! What is this?!”

The magic barrier that was always around was broken by the sudden attack..

But thanks to that, I was able to avoid turning my head momentarily and having the nape of my neck completely ripped off..

Powwow!

Zeraf immediately radiated black magic with his entire body and shook off the skeleton hanging on his back..

Then, he covered the bleeding wound with one hand and quickly backed away to check on the attacker..

“Skeleton? Why is this suddenly?”

But there was no time to panic..

Because the skeleton that had fallen backwards got up and started running again..

“Pfft... [Stop!][Stop!!]”

The skeleton ignored Zeraf's orders and pounced, as if he couldn't hear him..

Although he was ambushed and injured in a completely unexpected situation, Zeraf was also a warlock in name..

When I saw that my opponent was undead, I reflexively used commands, but even if it didn't work, there were plenty of ways to respond..

If the opponent was only a skeleton in front of you.

wow—

The moment I was about to use magic, something entered my mouth and I felt extreme pain in my throat..

Before he knew it, a zombie had come up behind him and was sticking his hand into Zeraf's mouth and biting the back of his neck on the other side..

The fatal attack made without a magical barrier distracted me and the magic I was preparing was canceled..

Zeraf, who was in a panic, soon made eye contact with dead, unfocused eyes..

It was the zombie he was laughing at just a moment ago..

The eyes were glaring, saying they wouldn't leave you alone until the moment of death..

The release of magic power was not a skill that could be used in succession, and in front was a skeleton that was running right in front of me with its mouth wide open..

Fear filled Zeraf's eyes..

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