The Master Necromancer

Chapter 3

After about thirty minutes later, the Skraal finally found a water source for himself, it was a small river next to the big green-leaf trees, no animals are drinking from it for the time being, but finding a river is always a good thing when it comes to survival, it was same for humans or animals.

As long as he drinks water, he could just wait for the animals, they needed to drink water too, then he can hunt them with his Bone-Arrow from the afar.

After drinking from the small river, he took a deep breath and gasped, he was a little bit tired from constant walking

He may be a mage, but his physical capabilities are not much different than a human, so it was easy for him to get tired after some time later using his body to do things like walking or carrying heavy-weight.

He was not fragile like normal humans but still weak compared to most of the other humans

At that time, he heard a sound of a tree-branch breaking from his right side and smelled something weird, he directly got up from where he was sitting and after one second later he got up from where he was sitting and arrow hit the next tree in the direction of where he was sitting before.

If he did not got up from the ground he was sitting on the arrow most likely penetrate his head render himself dead.

He directly looked at where the arrow came and yelled with a voice that comes off as threatening.

"Who are you, why you people attacking me, without having any kind of information on me"

After, Skraal spoke a female and a male got out from their hiding spot, then they looked at the eyes of Skraal with anger and wrath, at that time the female hunter-looking woman readied her bow for an attack and spoke with disdain in her voice.

"You are one of the vampires who took our people! you are going to die right now !"

Skraal knew that talking is no use, so he just whispered and, two Skeleton-Swordsman manifested in front of him, at that time the female-hunter and male-hunter already started to shoot the Skeleton-Swordsman,

they were pretty well trained and they easily hit the head of the skeleton-swordsman and crushed them with ease their arrows and it head made up from reinforced iron and specialized for killing larger and leathery animals, so it was still can be used for killing weak skeletons, but they did not know that the Skraal was not an ordinary mage,

After two of the Skeleton-Swordsman died, again two of them manifested and started to walk towards to Two Young Hunter

They did not understand what was happening, at that time the male one looked at his female friend and talked in a panicked voice of tone.

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"Cylina, escape, this man is not a person we could deal wit-"

Before, his words were over an arrow made up of bone entered from his head and killed the young man, as the arrow entered from the head of the young man dropped dead.

From his head head blood was spurting out and started making the ground dyed with red color.

Young man still had his eyes open showing that he did not understood that he died or his mind did not had enough time to understand what happened to himself.

At that time, Skraal just looked at the young female and talked.

"If you do not drop your bow on the ground, I will do the same to you, it is your choice"

The Female Hunter, Cylina, looked at her friend dead body and with tears in her eyes, she dropped the bow and arrow in her hands to the ground,

She knew she had no chance to fight against the man in front of herself without help, and not the mention the man in front of herself could conjure creatures to fight for himself.

After she dropped the bow and arrow, she looked at the Skraal with burning anger, if only she knew that Skraal was not a vampire or any kind of evil-being that killed their villagers which was what they thought before

The worst thing was before even understanding who is the person they are dealing with, they just attacked him on a whim.

But Skraal had no time to explain it or have any kind of ideas to explain and build a friendship with people who attack other people without knowing anything about them, then Skraal just asked one question to the woman.

"Where is the village, answer me, you have 3 seconds"

At that time Cylina knows that she had no chance to answer the question of the man.

"It is close to here, you just have to go south for about one hour, and you will find the village, it is named "Grape Village" a human-commoner village, who belongs to "Race-Human and in the control of Ceredrim City"

Skraal nodded his head then after that two arrows made up from bones manifested in the air and directly shoot towards to Cylina the hunter woman, the first arrow hit the head of Cylina and it pierced it easily and the other bone-arrow hit the chest of the Cylina and destroyed it is the hearth.

She was already dead before she even had the chance felt pain from the second arrow that one hit her earth.

Skraal then looked at the points he earned from these two fools.

"Hunter Level 1 x2 Killed"

"40 Shop Points"

"Total Shop Points = 50"

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Grape Village The Village Main Camp Fire

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An old man with other villagers stood at the campfire and waited for the two hunters from their village to come back, all of the villagers had tears in their eyes, and most of them looked sad, the vampires attacked their village,

they already reported the event the biggest human city and force called "Ceredrim" city, but the village itself was not that important.

The old man was in his sixties he had a naturally sad face with long-grey and white beard his name was "Frankor" and, his height was pretty short for a male about 160 cm, but the thing is he was the wisest person in the village.

After about one hour later, standing in the campfire, he looked at the sun and shook his head.

After that, he started talking after looking at the faces of villagers.

"Cylinda and Ramstor, most likely killed by the Vampires, our kind do not care about us, we have to seek help from the Werewolves"

After the words of the Frankor were over, all the villagers looked at each other, and at that time a man with a big ax on his back spoke.

"Frankor, your words make sense, but how you can be sure that the wolves will be going to help us at all !"