Chapter 47 - Pale-skinned man

The shooting star headquarters is located a little far from the center of the city, in a house made like a mini castle on the outskirts of the city near free forest.

Because some animals like to stop by and visit, for a house that stands outside the main wall, usually has its own wall of protection to prevent the wild animals from entering.

At the same time to keep the secrets that they have in place like this can be said to be the ideal place for them, because its location is relatively close enough to some ancient ruins that they manage, to be a shield to cover up suspicions of life in remote areas like this.

But there are also disadvantages, living in a place like this is very boring, there are no food and wine shops, here too many insects are very noisy, not a few also insects that like to bite and suck blood.

For Uellir and Bekur such situations are the worst, especially tonight is their duty to guard, they can only blame the small thieves and wild animals who are happy to make riots.

The torture they have been living every week, they can't avoid, especially after thinking about the benefits of their dark business. Even though there were a number of problems at the auction last night, no one was too concerned about this problem, besides the dark business like this was like nasal droppings, even though you cleaned it every day, it would appear again the next day, they should feel lucky not to come that night, so that the government was not arrested.

They just don't know, Alan actually gave a list of groups of magic archeologists who were most likely connected to the black market, to the local government.

Now they can still complain about their daily lives with a relaxed face.

Like the other days of guarding, before this Bekur and Uellir have bought some simple games and snacks as a companion, trying to get a little boredom.

Feel the atmosphere is a bit boring. Uellir tried to make small talk.

"Stand, do you believe in ghosts and undead?"

"..." Sturdy who previously still casually enjoyed a snack, immediately fell silent now.

Mushrooms feel the urge to swear, this damn guy.

He can't understand, why people like to talk about scary things at night like this, the atmosphere is actually a little scary, and Uellir actually wants to improve it.

Of course Uellir deliberately used this topic because he knew his brother was timid, for him his friends Bekur was a strange person, how had Bekur not killed much but he was still afraid of children's stories like that.

Uellir still fanned the flames.

"You know, Bekur, besides the Elves magic system there is also another magic system, what if the science of necromancy and the worship of the god of death really exists?"

"..." Sturdy fell silent again, this Uellir had touched his weak point, for this reason why Bekur was afraid of ghosts.

Necromancy is not just a few stories carried by travelers, because among some archaeologists they have found relics of the necromancer ritual to the god of death.

It is said, when a necromancer turns corpses into zombies, undead or the like, the bodies are not only raised but will also be strengthened, these corpses will have new additional skills that make them superior to when they live, making someone who has never practicing fighting or magic skills will have difficulty fighting the necromancer works.

Especially if those 'necromancer works' are in the form of spirits, physical attacks will not work against spirit creatures, making them almost impossible to kill, for someone who is not their weakness it will actually become a 'death flag' when meeting ghost type spirits. .

If these spirit ghosts have a nature that is friendly to living things then there will be no problem, unfortunately no, no matter what kind of ghost the necromancer works, they really hate living things. They regard living things as their natural enemies.

Fortunately the necromancer power system was never heard of in the Elves forest, the stories came from travelers from other countries.

And this step can also be used as an excuse to end this unpleasant topic.

"Stop making scary stories like that of Uellir, it's just a fairy tale, in the big jungle of Elves there are no such things"

Bekur tried to divert the topic, but he later found out that Uellir's actual attention had been distracted by something else, he just looked straight like a daydream.

"Uellir... Uellir... what's up, I told you to stop scaring me, I won't-"

Bekur tried to defend himself even though it wasn't needed, unfortunately even before he finished his sentence, Uellir cut it off.

"Look behind you Scoop, someone is approaching."

Bekur immediately turned around and turned his attention to the direction Uellir was pointing at, where he also saw someone with pale skin approaching.

This man's face has reminded Bekur and Uellir of someone to someone they killed not long ago, but such a possibility is impossible, at least in reality it is impossible for a dead body to come back to life.

They immediately brushed aside their own line of thought, and treated the pale-skinned man as an ordinary intruder. They shouted to make the intruder stop.

"Hey you there stop, this area is private property, foreigners without permission are prohibited from entering"

But what they got was only a smile of sarcasm, the pale-skinned man still calmly walked over.

Feeling belittled making them angry, they then pulled out a sword from the sheath trying to act intimidating.

But in their hearts they considered this step as a precaution, there was something strange about this pale-skinned man.

"I told you to stop, bastard"

Only after this word was said did the pale-skinned man respond, although it still did not stop but at least eliminated the mysterious impression that covered it.

But they don't know the next words will only make them goose bumps.

"Looks like my two old friends have forgotten my face? Don't you remember me

"..." Remembering? Of course they remembered, but inside they still tried to deny so they didn't respond.

"How do you act cruelly, first you kill me, then now even you forget me, don't you feel guilty?"

Guilt, it's also the basis of the illusion of ghosts, things that aren't real.

They don't feel guilty, but why do they get this real illusion? When they quietly take action to hurt themselves, they realize, this is all a reality.

"But that doesn't matter, this time I'll make sure you will always remember me, day and night, will keep remembering me until we gather again in the realm of death, hi ... hi hi hi hi"

Laughter that was mixed with tears made them shiver.

They then saw the pale-faced man's right eye fall from his place and float on the ground, showing a black hole that continued to drain red liquid.

"!!!" they continued to swear in their hearts, and tried to make the grip of the sword tighter.

They saw the pale-skinned man's teeth turn increasingly sharp and sharp, from his stomach out a small tear like a sword stab.

They certainly knew the sword stab wound.

Bekur immediately felt his feet feel like jelly, no matter how strong he tried the sword he was holding unconsciously released from his hand.

From the hand of the pale man grew a giant sickle like the angel of death brought to legend.

Bekur doesn't think too much about when and how the sickle appears? His mind was too afraid to think of anything else.

The crescent was swinging to his neck, immediately Bekur felt his vision down.

At the same time he had a broken feeling in reality, the image that had previously been seen had disappeared, he no longer saw the right eyeball falling, the sword stab on the stomach or the terrible giant sickle.

But strangely the pain he had just felt on his neck still felt real, his vision still continued to fall down, he also saw 2 headless bodies that slowly collapsed, next to him a man he didn't know at all was holding Bekur's sword with an irritated expression.

Bekur has too many questions that make him confused, unfortunately before he even thought he had dimmed his vision.