Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Durt originally thought that the caster who lived in seclusion in Jackdaw Town should live in the Mage Tower in the remote forest outside the town, or simply use a deep cave in the mountains as a secret laboratory.

Unexpectedly, after the quarantine and treatment, they were taken into the belly of a huge metal monster. After several bumps, they climbed over the towering Jackdaw Ridge and came to a private pioneer in the northern wasteland. .

After placing a young mage apprentice in a small building with exquisite style, Durt was taken directly to the castle area by a team of soldiers and entered the lord's castle study.

In the luxuriously decorated study room, a dark-haired man of his age was sitting on a large backrest chair behind the desk, tilting his head to listen to the report of his guards.

"This is the lord of the Northern Pioneer, His Excellency Harvey Floyd, and the official spellcaster of the Federation."

Dult suddenly widened his eyes and suddenly noticed the familiar voices, which came from the mouth of a tall metal body in the study. A few days ago, the one who treated him every day... was the alchemy meaning in front of him. body?

The Sperator who protects and treats them is actually a noble lord with a huge fiefdom at the same time?

Dult felt his head blank, and for a moment he didn't know whether to greet the other party with the etiquette of the ancient wizard, or to follow the usual etiquette of the caster meeting the nobles.

"It's okay, I don't care about the cliché." Harvey couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the other party's twisted and panicked attitude.

"Please forgive my rudeness, sir..."

Harvey casually raised his hand and pointed to the soft sofa beside him, signaling Dult to sit down and talk to him.

"You are Fire...uh, Mr. Fair Horden's nephew? You look very similar, and this fiery red hair is really conspicuous."

Dult's mouth twitched, feeling that the mage lord's tone was a bit strange. The two were obviously the same age, so why did he treat him more like an elder who cared about him.

"Feel Hoden...is my uncle, but we haven't seen him for many years, since I took up the job of the St. Valen's Federation."

Harvey nodded, turned his words and asked in a deep voice: "Please tell me the detailed description of what happened in the capital of Saint Valen."

Nympho

"Welcome to the Pioneer Leader!" In the restaurant of the guesthouse, an alchemist looked at the group of new mage apprentices and smiled and pressed them to sit at the dining table.

"Just call me Ryan. If the Lord Lord said that I am about the same age as you, Mr. Chris would not have been kind enough to give me a half-day vacation, and the work in the Alchemy Laboratory would not be done at all." As the waiter kept serving hot food, he introduced himself.

Taren and Lilith looked at each other, then they picked up the knife and fork in a restrained manner. When the younger apprentices saw the two seniors and sisters start to eat, they then picked up the tableware and looked at the food that had been salivating on the table. Started.

"Well... it smells so good! What kind of poultry meat is this, the skin is so crispy and the inside is very tender."

"Oh my God, I've never had such a delicious snack, which turned out to be a filling made of honey and jam."

"This is... fruit wine? Senior Lilith, can't we drink alcohol?"

Ryan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. This kind of fruit wine tastes very mild and will not be intoxicating. You are tired all the way and need to drink a little bit of alcohol to relax."

When Taren was talking to the other party, he politely put down his knife and fork, "Ryan, I heard you mention alchemy. Did you build an alchemy laboratory in the pioneering leader in addition to the magic laboratory of the spellcaster? ? ”

"Of course, Alchemy and Magic Laboratory are two completely different independent departments. There are also big differences in the experiments and work tasks that need to be carried out in daily life... For example, I," Ryan pointed to himself with some smugness. I am responsible for the research and development of civilian products and independently lead an alchemy team."

Lilith wondered, "Civil use? Product development? Isn't alchemy for nobles and spellcasters? I remember that the Southern Law stipulates that alchemy products with magical properties must not be applied to ordinary people?"

Taren frowned and quickly kicked Lilith under the table quietly.

Ryan laughed indifferently, "What's the matter? This is the northern wasteland! The pioneering territory outside the border only follows the laws and regulations formulated by the Lord, and everything is based on the will of the Lord as the highest principle."

He stood up and brought the plate of butter cake in front of him to a group of children who could not reach it. After turning back and sitting down, he said in a gentle tone: "Alchemy itself is not intended for a certain class, Lord Lord said personally that the application of alchemy is very widespread and should not be limited by oneself, as this will limit our development and improvement."

Taren nodded in agreement, not struggling with this sensitive topic, and asked, "This sumptuous meal should cost a lot. I... As we go by, we have used all the money we have on our bodies. It's all right, this..."

"Hahaha, no no no! Whether it's the meal or the house you live in, it's all the Lord's hospitality to you. I don't need to spend any money, and of course you don't have to pay anything." Ryan couldn't help laughing, but felt that it was a bit rude, so he quickly made amends: "I just followed you to enjoy the food. With my salary, I don't have the opportunity to eat such a sumptuous meal every day."

Lilith almost spit out the hot tea she had just drunk, "What? Apprentices also have salaries?"

...

After lunch, the alchemy apprentice Ryan reluctantly said goodbye to the group of new friends he had just met.

Taren and Lilith returned to the comfortable room on the second floor of the guesthouse, closed the door and discussed worriedly.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!

"Mr. Durt has been summoned by the Lord and has not returned yet. We are placed in this building and cannot go out at will. Look at the guards at the door. They must be the people sent by the Lord to monitor and control us."

Lilith pondered for a moment and said, "You mean, are you worried that the noble lords here will betray us and hand us over to the church?"

Taren frowned and shook his head. He also felt that his thoughts were contradictory. "From entering the territory to arriving here, we have never seen any church or church personnel along the way. I suspect that there is no church power here at all. After all, this is the Northern Wasteland."

The two were talking in a low voice when the door of the room was suddenly pushed open and Durt walked in with a happy look.

"Mr. Durt!" The young mage apprentice immediately found the backbone.

"Is everyone okay! I heard from the soldiers downstairs that you have had lunch?" Durt asked in a gentle voice.

Lilith nodded, "Well, have you gone to meet the Lord? What should we do next? That...that Lord, are you willing to take us in and shelter us?"

"Of course!" Durt sat down on the soft sofa with a relaxed look, smiling, "We don't need to hide anymore. From today on, this will be our home for a long time in the future. I will serve the Lord, and at the same time...you will join the territory and continue to learn magic like me!"