Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate

The Pied Piper gritted hi teeth a he looked at the ea of flame that burned brightly in front of him.

Some of the Monter in hi army had completely lot their ene and broke free from hi control due to their primal fear of fire. Becaue of thi, the Rat Monter under hi control now numbered le than two thouand, which made the black-robed man cure internally.

'I might get punihed becaue of thi later,' the Pied Piper hatefully thought a he watched the foret burn without any ign of dying.

The reaon they built their bae in the countryide in the firt place wa due to the fact that they could hunt Monter in the wild to ue for eperiment. However, if the Monter' home wa detroyed, it would be hard to capture them without alerting the authoritie that managed the land of the noble.

But that wa the leat of hi worrie. The black moke that roe from the foret fire wa o eye-catching that it would be impoible for anyone to not ee it unle they were blind. He knew that mounted knight would be ent to invetigate the caue of the blaze, including thoe with flying mount.

When that happen, he would be dicovered by them and poibly get tracked down, making it hard for him to ecape later on.

Right now, the Pied Piper wa left with two choice. Go back in hame and face the wrath of hi uperior, or order hi Monter to circle back to the original route to continue their puruit of the townpeople while he reported back to their headquarter.

Although he wouldn't be there to command the Rat Army, giving them two imple order wa enough for them to get the job done.

'They won't be able to live pat a week anyway, o retreating with them i a wate of reource,' the Pied Piper thought.

With no other alternative, the Pied Piper ordered hi Rat Army to return to the main road and continue their puruit of the townpeople, while he made hi ecape.

Whatever would happen from now on wa up to Fate, but at leat hi identity and their organization' identity wouldn't be dicovered.

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Lu felt better after an hour of riding.

Although he till felt naueou, he wa at leat able to ride on hi own without Diablo' upport.

According to Ihtar' report, the Rat Army initially retreated, but they ended up returning to the original route to continue their puruit.

"They are till over a thouand trong, Mater," Ihtar reported. "Although we managed to increae the ditance between them and the townpeople, they will catch up to them in about five hour."

Five hour.

It might ound like a lot of time, but in truth, it wa not. After Lu had taken the Bone Wagon back, the peed of the march dropped coniderably, and baed on Bori' calculation, they till needed twelve hour to reach their detination.

When Lu traveled toward Bradford Town, he paed along a canyon along the way. The path wa only wide enough for three wagon to travel ide by ide. If the Half-Elf wa to chooe one lat opportunity to deal damage to their enemie, thi wa the mot ideal place to lay out an ambuh.

The refugee till hadn't reached the canyon, but according to hi rough etimate, the Rat Monter would catch up to them when the townpeople were halfway through the narrow canyon.

"I gue we have no choice but to take everything in that one chance," Lu muttered.

The Half-Elf knew that Bori wa right. He couldn't ave everybody.

When Iri almot got captured, he wa unable to ave her.

When Eiko tried to protect her, he died, and Lu had been unable to do anything then a well.

The Half-Elf knew that there wa no way that he could ave every peron that he aw. But that didn't mean that it would top him from doing what he thought wa right.

"Mater, you're too kind for a Necromancer."

Thi wa what Amodeu had told him. The thing wa, Lu wan't only a Necromancer. He wa raied a a warrior by Vera, and he only become a Necromancer recently. Hi eperience in Elyium, and the friend he met along the way, helped hape him to what he wa now.

'I'm glad that Leaf Village became my tarting point,' Lu thought a he rode Jed in order to reach the canyon and et up the lat line of defene to at leat low down the Monter that had reumed their puruit.

If he had tarted in the Human village, he might not have eperienced what it wa like to be truly accepted by people whoe race wa very different from him.

A Half-Elf wa a race hunned by Elve becaue their blood wan't pure.

On the contrary, they might be a race that facinated Human becaue of their aethetic beauty, but wa till not accepted a one of their own. For Human, Half-Elve were only good becaue of their look due to their Elven Heritage. The noble thought of them a tud hore, broodmare, or lave that only erved to heighten their own influence for owning uch aethetic creature.

In Leaf Village, Lu gained recognition due to hi effort, and even became it Eternal Guardian.

Hi tatue, which wa erected at the center of the Village, wa proof that everyone there treated him a their hero, and pread hi tale far and wide within the Kingdom of Gweliven.

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Jut a the Pied Piper had predicted, the thick and dene black moke that roe up in the air could be een for mile, alerting the noble of the area that wa near Bradford and Aetown Town.

Sending their Elite Force to invetigate, hundred of mounted Knight traveled in hate to ee what caued uch a large foret fire, which wa happening for the firt time.

Guthram gazed at the moke riing up in the air with hi arm croed over hi chet.

'While it i near Bradford Town, the ditance in't quite right,' Guthram mued. 'I gue it i bet if I go there peronally to invetigate.'

Guthram had already met with the Mayor of Aeton Town and gained hi approval to cloe the gate and mobilize all the guard and adventurer, o they were ready for any kind of invaion.

After talking with the Captain of the Guard, who wa reponible for the defene of the city, Guthram mounted hi Hippogriff and took off toward the ky.

Although he didn't want to leave the Aeton Town behind, hi gut feeling wa telling him that he needed to go no matter what.

"Bori, jut make ure you are till alive when I get there," Guthram muttered a he urged hi flying mount to increae it peed and head in the direction where the thick, black moke wa riing up in the air.