Ruins

The path was dim and the lighting was only his skill [Ward evil]. It radiated in a pristine glow and was indeed useful even in a matter of simply being used for lighting only. If a monster was already lurking with him, it would not immediately attack him. All monsters below a weak level will only cower in the darkness.

Troan paved the sewers, the waters were higher than usual as there was a storm currently brewing up above ground. He was paving the waters with more endeavors as usual. It was on the level of his waist already and stepping on a more hollow floor would make him sink in the process. Making his backpack drenched in the waters.

He went straight for hours and his splashing on the waters was heard for who knows how long now. The water became harder and harder to pave as the current was getting stronger. He heard squeals of rats on the way and they were lively. Making him have a little fun at the moment.

He was paving the waters and then heard a louder rushing of waters. Making him think it was the end of the path. Or more like an exit of the way. He then exited the damp waters and saw a forest with cricket sounding by the rivers. The river was just outside and he swam in the waters. Arriving on the others made him drenched wet.

"Whohoo, sigh that was something. The village is done for, I hope to arrive at the next village and seek help. Also, to notify the other villages of the Dark fellowship. Things just got out of hand and all Paladins were killed. I hope for Sir Gerald and William to survive though."

He paved the road beside the river and saw a pole sign. The next village will be a few miles away and it will be a whole day of traveling. The rain subsided and the storm passed. Only the cold wind remained to make him have a cold embrace. He felt chilly but his clothes were slowly drying up.

"Whohoo, it felt chilly," Troan shivered.

The path was being lighted with his skill [Ward evil] and his mana was slowly used up. Replenishing it and waiting then continuing the path at several intervals. Paving the leaves-covered road, rustles of the trees were heard beside the way.

It was then, for a mile that he traveled, that he saw broken carriages along the way. Ransacked and looted. Broken wheels splintered, and the roof and walls were broken down while the windows detached.

The first one on the road was a passenger carriage while on its back was a supply carriage. The Passenger carriage was broken down and burned. While the supply carriage was looted. Crates were seen scattered and had broken shards of potions. The smell of mixed variants of potions wafted his nose. Only the cushions of the potions inserted were what remained.

"Well, maybe the reason for the delays of the potions are indeed banditry or the dark fellowship themselves. I can think that they are more active now in gaining strength. Well, I can't make a mistake that this is the potion caravan that the mages mentioned."

Troan scratched his head but as he went to cover the lid of one crate, he saw a single potion left behind covered with a grass cushion. To his surprise, it was left in a hurry. Or was accidentally dropped by one of the looters. He grabbed it and put it inside his backpack.

It was then, that he lit up the road with his spell and he continued the path towards the next village. His clothes were slightly dried up at the moment, thanks to the wind that was constantly blowing.

The road took small swerves and he traveled for miles. Not a creature tried to disturb him or maybe they were weak monsters. He can only hear the howls of wolves on the way but was left unaffected by their sounds.

Soon, he arrived at the village entrance. A pole on both sides with a sign that says "Village of Skuld".

"Village of Skuld? Oh, I remember!"

Troan was excited to enter but he felt disturbed, knowing that something was not right at the place, it was very silent. It was also pretty dark and had no noise. The wind was the only one making the surroundings bathe with its sound. No dogs barking and just the windows or doors slamming.

"Hello!? Anybody at home?"

In his memories, this village has many villagers and was under the protection of the Necromancer tribe. Many kids were running and playing in the past and were a place of many people. Necromancers played with the kids with their summons in the daytime and were very actively patrolling at night. He wondered what happened to such a peaceful place.

There were houses that were small and tached roofs. Slightly spaced out from each other. They have herds of cows and goats in their village. Making it a place for meat source. Even so, it was silent. Making it weird at the moment.

He entered the place with his spell and saw bodies littered on the ground. His bad feelings then came true. He saw four Necromancers on his front already dead. A sign of battle has happened and they were heavily wounded. They were all nailed to a cross and were stabbed nonstop. Upon examining them, they have their belongings intact.

He looted them and looted 12 silvers. Also, their skill books were inside their backpacks. Also a Character sheet scroll was present!

"Jackpot! I am so lucky!" Troan nearly shouted.

With it, he can now see his Main stats, Vital stats, and, Regeneration stats on the scroll. It was pretty handy and he can see his stats while he gets stronger anytime and anywhere. It will be a personal companion for him from this forth.

'This type of scroll is as important as the Skill book binders!' He mused deep inside himself.

On the first Necromancer, he looted.

[Skill book: Exploding souls],

[Skill book: Soul blast],

[Skill book: Homing soul skull], and

[Skill book: Dark fog].

"This kind of Necromancer specializes in souls. It was on damage and crowd control. Maybe he was a damage dealer,"

On the second one, he looted the

[Skill book: Summon Skeleton sniper],

[Skill book: Summon graveyard],

[Skill book: Bone javelins], and

[Skill book: Bone shield].

"This kind was on the summoning and a semi tank of the team,"

On the third one, he looted,

[Skill book: Ghost summoning mastery],

[Skill book: Ghost dash],

[Skill book: Ghost form],

[Skill book: Phantasm],

[Skill book: Ghost summoning], and

[Skill book: Ghost march].

"This one is a Ghost specialist. Might have died last,"

As for the last and fourth one, he looted

[Skill book: Bone wall],

[Skill book: Bone armor],

[Skill book: Grappling hands],

[Skill book: Bone hardening],

[Skill book: Bone shield]

[Skill book: Death scythe slash], and

[Skill book: Ground bone spike].

"This one is a Bone specialist, hmmm quite good."

These skills were all good but it was unusable for now. They have to tamper with the seal and it will only be the teachers that can do it. He needs it to be tampered with or else they will be unusable. They rested on the backpack for now but Troan can use them later on if fate permits it.

He continued to search for more but he only saw

more and more corpses on the way. Markings of dark fellowship littered the place. Their engravings of goat heads were grotesquely painted on walls with the blood of the citizens. Troan was infuriated, he saw that this place was peaceful and peace-loving folks. To desecrate their bodies spells great anger deep inside him. Emaciated and grotesquely separated body parts were seen along his travels.

Not wanting to puke but his stomach was churning up. His face can't be painted right now. Making him want to vomit what he has eaten.

He saw a tree in the center of the village and it was a landmark. A blossoming apple tree in the past but a withered tree with bodies hanged now. He prayed for their bodies to have eternal rest. The sanctity of the place was nowhere can be seen. All were dead and only the wind was whooshing as a reply.

Monsters were seen still eating several corpses. Specifically, ghouls that were hardy and resilient. Having regeneration abilities. Boasts of a Health, Mana, and, Stamina regeneration crystal.

Troan sneaked and prepared all his Focus. Three slashes have to be made and then a surprise attack will be a devastating blow to them.

Luckily, these monsters have low in terms of senses. And so Troan used it to his advantage. He slashed three times and their head was hit. Passing through the other side of the neck.

It was then, that he killed all three with a decapitation without them knowing. They were busy eating the corpses and they died as their head was flung with precise slashes.

Grabbing and breaking 3 Health, Mana, and, Stamina regeneration crystals, he has +3 to all his regeneration now. Making him grin at the moment.

It was then, that he heard several clashes of weapons. One can hear them from afar and someone was shouting. Troan went to investigate and then he saw a necromancer battling a boss monster. Making Troan watch and learn what his skills were.