Necromancer

After some sleep, Fatso felt much better, and he gradually recovered. His mouth never stopped moving. He would either be quarreling with Lia, or proudly teaching Yang Ling Summoning Techniques, sometimes boasting by conjuring his ugly Green-skinned Condor.

"Brother Yuri, as long as you train hard, I'll guarantee that you will be able to summon a Magical Beast as your War Pet in just half a year." Fatso Hans stroked the Green-skinned Condor's head and continued. "Even though you can only summon Magical Beasts of the lowest level at first, far incomparable to my Green-skinned Condor, it will still be much better than being a small merchant!"

Far incomparable to his Green-skinned Condor?