Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

After several days of traveling day and night, the group of young people from the magic academy led by Tarun and Lilith were exhausted.

They had walked about a hundred miles north from the capital of Saint Valen, Jinhui City. At first, they could still blend in with the fleeing civilians who were avoiding the plague, and Mr. Durt drove the covered carriage on the official road.

But just two days ago, two young children among the magic apprentices suddenly became infected with the plague. Mr. Durt immediately decided to divide the team into two groups, replacing the original covered carriage with a light two-wheeled carriage, and continued to drive the infected apprentices in front, leaving marks along the way, so that Tarun and Lilith, who were following closely, could follow with healthy apprentices on foot.

"Mr. Durt... Water, please give me some water, I'm so thirsty..."

The young magic apprentice stretched out a slender arm from the carriage, grasped in the air in vain for a few times, and uttered a faint groan of pain.

Durt pulled the reins of the carriage and whispered, "Okay, I'll give you some water."

He took the leather water bag from his waist, but instead of twisting it open and handing it to the sick child, he pulled out a clean white handkerchief from his sleeve, carefully soaked it with water, and then got into the carriage and gently covered the boy's dry lips with the wet handkerchief.

Durt had been closely observing the infected patients around him along the way, and keenly discovered the key to slightly delaying the outbreak of the epidemic - drinking water... After being infected, the patient would drink a lot of water, and then his abdomen would swell. It seemed that the water he drank became a catalyst for the rapid growth of the virus in the body, and would quickly produce a large number of dark green plague mold spots attached to the skin.

Therefore, after discovering that there were children who were unfortunately infected in the magic apprentice team, he began to strictly control their daily drinking water dosage, even if the other party begged hard, he would be cruel and only provide a very small amount of clean water to maintain their basic needs.

Another young man who stayed in the carriage took the wet handkerchief and urged repeatedly: "Mr. Durt, please go out quickly, don't stay in the carriage, be careful not to be infected by us... Let me take care of her."

Durt nodded, got out of the carriage and jumped off the carriage, took out a thin rope from his pocket and tied it to the trunk of a conspicuous tree beside the mountain road, rubbed his fingers gently, and attached a magic bell condensed out of thin air to the thin rope - this is an extremely simple zero-ring spell, also known as a trick, which most magic apprentices can easily learn.

As long as the thin rope is pulled, the bell will automatically make a pleasant sound, prompting Tarun and Lilith who fell behind, so that they can keep up with him.

After tying the rope, Durt supported the tree trunk with one hand, and felt a surge of blood in his chest. He couldn't help but bend his body and cough violently, and vomited a large pool of black and red semi-coagulated blood clots with a vomit.

He covered his mouth with his sleeve, trying not to make too much noise, took out a pill from his pocket, put it in his mouth and chewed it, then leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes to rest for a few minutes before slowly getting up. Before leaving, he did not forget to whisper a spell and bury the vomited black blood with soil.

The problem must be in the group of civilians fleeing...

In order to avoid the church and noble army that set up checkpoints along the way, Durt could only take a dozen teenagers disguised as refugees and mixed in the large crowd all the way north, which allowed them to accidentally escape from the most strictly controlled area without being suspected or intercepted.

But not long after, some people in the fleeing team began to show symptoms of the epidemic, first with fever and coughing, then abdominal swelling accompanied by vomiting blood, and then mold spots on the skin. The symptoms will rapidly worsen after three or four days, and the infected patients will also fall into a coma.

After discovering that some of the apprentices were also infected, Durt decisively led the children away from the main group and began to move forward on remote and uninhabited mountain roads and trails. In order to avoid infecting more children, he divided the team into two groups, one in front and one behind, and then walked in front with the sick children.

Keep walking north for another day and night, and arrive at the place called Jackdaw Town mentioned by Mr. Fran McCaughlin. Follow his instructions to contact the big man who lives in seclusion nearby, and there will be hope of being rescued.

…

After lunch, Harvey prepared to go back to the room to have a good nap, and then continue the design work of the alchemical prosthesis in the afternoon.

Since he has promised the two forum members who are still staying in Jackdaw Town and providing him with safety protection at any time that he will provide their teacher Duncan with prosthetic transplant surgery, he cannot easily break his promise. The models and styles of prosthetics designed before are not specially designed for spellcasters, but more universal.

Later, with Chris, the unlucky guy, as the experimental recipient of the transplant surgery, Harvey gained a lot of experimental feedback data for the caster, and he could start designing new prosthetic models and improve some of the defects that existed before.

Just after he changed into comfortable and soft pajamas and lay on the bed, Asdaren hurried into his bedroom.

"My lord, two forum members from Jackdaw Town sent an urgent message!"

Harvey frowned and supported himself to sit up again, muttering: "What's the matter? They brought the disabled teacher to Jackdaw Town so quickly? I haven't designed the prosthetic limbs yet!"

Asdaren shook his head, "No, it's another matter..."

He turned to the living room, brought the magic brain instrument placed on the desk to Harvey's bed, and explained: "Half an hour ago, I received a single communication from the forum as usual, and I received this one from the forum as usual. Message from member Mr. Fadun…”

Recently, Harvey devoted himself to the prosthetic design experiment and did not pay attention to the trends of the forum. Most of the time, Asdaren went online for him to handle some simple permission operations. After all, alchemy life only needs to be recharged. If you need to sleep, it is more suitable to be a forum administrator than Harvey, a flesh-and-blooded body.

[Falun: Mr. Kel Thuzad! Please contact me quickly. King Saint Valen had emergencies. The church and nobles slandered the union of spell casters and spread plagues in the city... They suddenly attacked the union branch in the city and arrested a large number of spellcasters. The mainland teleportation array has also been closed...Alaiye's current side is unable to send assistance as soon as possible. We ask your help to receive a group of mage apprentices from Jinhui City, and try to provide some protection to ensure their safety...]

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Harvey's heart was thumping when he saw it, frowned and said to himself, "How could this happen? The caster spreads a plague? The church united aristocrats attack the union?"

He looked up at Asdaren and asked, "Is this the message I just sent? What's the matter with the two forum members in Jackdaw Town?"

Asdaren calmly replied: "Those mage apprentices have arrived in Jackdaw Town. Through the method provided by Mr. Falun, they contacted our warehouse liaison officer in the town, and then they were monitored by the two caster members to the abnormality... …So I’ll give you a warning right away.”

These two forum members are very responsible for his safety issues...

Mr. Fadun actually delayed sending the message when the apprentices were about to arrive. He seemed to be vaguely aware that there were some problems in this matter. It seemed that he was worried that the spies and fencemen within the Federation would leak the news. This group of apprentices betrayed the church and nobles along the way...

"Reply to the two forum members and asked them to take the children to the foot of Jackdaw Ridge. We immediately sent the defense forces stationed at the top of the mountain to pick up people..."

"Not good!" Asdaren said decisively and stopped him, "Sir, the two forum members revealed that among these spell casters who came to take refuge, there were obviously infections in the epidemic. They must not be allowed to enter the territory, nor can they be allowed to let them go, nor can they be allowed to let them go, nor can they be allowed to let them go, nor can they be allowed to Our soldiers come into contact with them!”