Chapter 305 – Sylvia Cloverfield

The Xu system knew that wizards were a crazy group of people.

For power, a sorcerer can communicate with the underworld.

For the sake of truth, a sorcerer can transform himself.

For the sake of the transcendent, a sorcerer can throw away ethics.

From the current state of the wizarding world, as well as some of the information from the Transcendental Omnibus, Department Xu clearly knew that being wary of other wizards was the primary goal of surviving in the wizarding world.

So.

Even if you’re interested in Guts and want to study that marvelous balance of life and death.

The Xu system also waited patiently.

Beware of possible risks.

It wasn’t until recently, after witnessing Guts’ sacrificial battle, that Xu was certain that there was no one behind Guts.

All battles, all behaviors, are of the G.One’s own volition.

Half an hour later.

It stopped raining.

In a remote and withered forest far from the village, Xu System sat quietly, his pitch-black robes sheathed in dust-clearing jutsu that automatically dispelled the mud around him.

The semi-undead-ized maiden looked miserable in comparison.

The armor was badly torn.

The longsword broke off in one piece.

The steel helmet was even more constantly dripping with mud.

Xu System had already seen the young girl’s true face, but even so, the young girl insisted on wearing a helmet and didn’t dare to talk with her true face.

“Witch, Wizard-sama?”

She voiced it carefully.

The face was hidden in the helmet, making it impossible to see the exact expression.

But just by the sound of the voice, the Xu system could visualize the cringing expression.

“You’re scared of me?” As Xu Xu extended his palm, the dead branch above his head dropped rainwater, which landed impartially on his palm, erupting into a slightly cool splash.

The Xu system could be certain that he was not acquainted with the undead girl.

That is to say.

It’s not the “Hsu system” that the other side is afraid of.

But a wizard called “Hsu”?

“Yes …… no no no no, no,” the girl sat bolt upright, a few hints of nobility evident even in her ironclad armor.

First a nod, then a panicked shake of the head.

Hesitate again and again.

Getting up, he solemnly thanked the Xu system, “Thank you for your assistance.”

Such a courteous behavior further confirmed to Xu System that the girl in front of him had been a noble.

“Sit down, and I’ll take the thanks.”

The Xu system tapped the seat to return the undead girl to her position.

“Yes, Lord Wizard.”

The girl was obedient, and she seemed to sense the goodwill of the Xu system, her movement posture no longer so stiff.

The so-called seat is actually a stake.

Iron armor, bones, and wooden stakes collided with each other.

It seemed clear in the silence of the dead forest.

To be honest, facing a skeleton frame up close and personal, and a skeleton wearing heavy armor at that, Department Xu always felt that the atmosphere was a bit subtle.

Quiet and dark.

Silent serenity.

Without wasting any time, System Xu got right to the point: “Can you tell me your name and the reason for the undeadization of this body of yours?”

“You mean …….”

“All of it.”

“……”

The girl was a bit silent in the face of Xu Department’s inquiry.

After a silent moment, she said this, “Before I tell you the answer, may I ask you, please, to hear me tell a story?”

“It’s a story about a friend of mine.”

The undead girl added.

As we all know, by friend we mean ourselves.

Department Xu nodded slightly, “Yes, you can start speaking.”

And so.

Under the Xu system’s gaze, the girl, whose body was undead-ized and wrapped in iron armor, began to tell stories from the distant past.

That was well before the undead apocalypse.

The story of how the wizarding world is still a paradise for the living.

There is a noble family, named Crawfell, that rules over vast territories of vibrant life.

The lord is gentle and humble, and is known as a great knight of the realm, with battle skills that rival those of orcs and other power races.

The Laird’s wife is gentle and beautiful and has a daughter with the Laird.

Sylvia Cloverfield.

The girl grew up in happiness, collecting the family’s favor, and even at a young age, she possessed the extraordinary strength of a full-fledged knight.

Platinum hair color.

The turquoise pupils of the eyes.

It is known as the “emerald of light”.

Unsurprisingly, Servia would continue to grow and possess the strength of a Grand Knight that rivaled her father’s, becoming the new Lord of the Cloverfield family.

But, what makes an accident an accident is that it comes suddenly.

Seen as the star of tomorrow, Servia.

He suddenly contracted a disease that is difficult to treat with ordinary methods.

It took the lord pouring out most of his financial resources to bring in a legendary sorcerer to heal his daughter.

That’s where the accident stems from.

“Foolish mortals.”

With a contemptuous expression, the sorcerer cast Mass Necromancy.

It was an evil sorcerer who specialized in necromancy and was not here for the purpose of healing the lord’s daughter.

From start to finish, the wizard was teasing the Cloverfield family.

Like looking at ants.

Mocking mortals for the fun of it.

Along with the unleashing of large-scale necromancy, the living beings in the entire noble garden were synchronized to be transformed into the dead, and their self-awareness was hard-wired to be erased.

“But Thalia’s in luck.”

The undead girl said this, and the inside of the helmet, where her face could not be seen, became somewhat silent and despondent.

She said.

Thavia’s parents tried to save her from her illness.

Various life-giving potions were prepared early and piled up next to Servia’s hospital bed.

The presence of those potions helped Thalia ease the undeadization.

Of course, that alone would still not be enough to stave off the undead-ization, and what really helped Thalia escape was another horrible disaster.

There are more powerful sorcerers who communicate with the underworld.

Triggering a worldwide undead apocalypse.

One of the eruption points is within the territory of the Rockfell family.

The collision of two waves of undead aura hedging against each other, combined with a large amount of life potion, accidentally terminated the process of Cervia’s undeathification.

She became a monster.

The body transforms into a complete skeleton.

But a monster that retains its self-awareness.

The face remains too half, but is more eerie than not.

By the time the girl regained her self-consciousness, a thousand years had long passed, and everything she had once cherished was reduced to a reimagining of time.

House collapsed, difficult to move in

The territory is deserted and only villages remain.

Loved ones perish and are reduced to dead bones without consciousness.

“Father?”

“Mother?”

Cervelia tried to awaken the consciousness of her two parents, but it was a useless line of action as the two skeletons, dressed in their rotting clothes and surging with soul fire, launched themselves at Cervelia.

Try again and again and again.

All you get is a beastly hiss.

And the unconscious, the last obsession of the living.

“Kill you ……Kill you ……Protect…Cervel…ya”

Eventually.

Thalia shuddered and raised her saber.

He himself put an end to the suffering of both parents, so that their souls could rest in peace.

She stepped out of the decaying mansion and walked the family’s territory once more, in the body of an undead, with a hideous face.

Thavia wants to protect the remaining living of the land.

But what passes.

All you get are cries of fear.

“Monster, it’s a monster!!!”

Servia is no longer the light in people’s eyes.