139. Necromancer

139. Necromancer

“Uhihik, Uhehik ♡”

“You bastard….”

Seeing Ur trembling and continuously peeing, Freya recoiled in horror, keeping her distance. She felt as if she wouldn’t be able to sleep peacefully if even a drop of that liquid touched her.

But to drink that? And not even from a bottle, but to put her mouth directly to her lower body?

“Should I have taught her proper manners…?”

Crushed by the disaster she had brought upon herself, Freya desperately denied reality and looked at Ur.

A pathetic sight: a magic sword in the form of a wolf beastkin, forced by command to continuously leak urine. She didn’t want to call that a beastkin. It was an insult to her own race.

Furthermore, the fact that her hair was white, reminding Freya of her sister, was another factor that made Freya recoil. If it were her real sister, she might have been able to drink a little with some consideration, but she absolutely did not want to experience drinking the urine of someone who wasn’t her sister.

“Hik ♡ Hiiek ♡”

“Ah, seriously….”

Freya knew those eyes. Eyes melting with pleasure, eyes where reason and all resistance had vanished, leaving only instinct chasing pleasure.

According to her sister, she orgasmed every time she peed, so that must be why. However, her sister’s command was ambiguous.

What does it mean to pee? Generally, one could say that peeing from the moment it starts until it finishes is “peeing once.” If that’s the case, then the command could be interpreted as orgasming with each “once.”

But that magic sword never finished peeing. It just continuously spewed golden liquid like an open faucet. However, with that one act of peeing, the magic sword continued to feel pleasure. Therefore, it can be understood that this interpretation is incorrect.

Then the only remaining interpretation is that she orgasms simply by the act of “peeing” itself. And the act of peeing… at least until that act is finished, is continuous.

So, what would be the consequence of this command?

If peeing were discrete, for example, if it could be described as peeing a hundred times per second, then that magic sword would orgasm a hundred times per second.

But this act is continuous. It can be described as discrete peeing with an interval approaching zero. Not a hundred times per second, but a million times per second, a hundred billion times, no, at a speed exceeding any number you can imagine… she orgasms.

“Ooh.”

Will that be alright?

Freya, forgetting her earlier horror, began to worry about Ur. Still, she had no intention of drinking the urine.

At that moment, the ground vibrated.

“Wh-what, no way….”

All the dragon corpses stood up. The stalemate was breaking. The protective barriers cast by hundreds of mages trembled just from the dragons walking towards them.

“Ugh….”

Freya swallowed hard. Her sister might not know, but many other mages certainly didn’t, yet she knew exactly how dangerous this ancient magic was.

If she enchanted her sister’s sword, it would at least not be pushed back, but that’s about it.

This magic… is infinite as long as the caster doesn’t die.

In this space, the laws of the world are twisted, and the corpses are resurrected eternally. Even if the corpses are annihilated without a trace with immense power, it’s meaningless. As long as they are offered as sacrifices to necromancy, they will exist eternally until the caster dies. That is the rule.

The only way to leave this space is to kill the caster who used the magic. However, the problem is that the caster doesn’t need to be within the domain. We are trapped here, but the caster can be outside, playing around.

The prey trapped here, unable to escape, fights and flees from the corpses for their entire lives, eventually becoming exhausted and… dying.

Unless the caster makes the foolish mistake of walking into the domain on their own, this is truly a fatal magic. That’s why the ancients painstakingly erased its records, making it almost obsolete.

“Damn it… I just wanted to have sex with my sister and live comfortably at home….”

Freya felt wronged. She had spent 19 years diligently training her sister, only to witness someone else snatch away the fruits of her labor, and now she was going to die without even getting pregnant, like this….

“Hey!!! Come here!!!”

“Hieek ♡”

She couldn’t die. She couldn’t die so meaninglessly. Freya felt rage surging within her. Her heart pounded, and a heat that felt like it would burst her heart erupted.

“Even if I die, I’m going to have sex with you first!!”

With bloodshot eyes, Freya pushed Ur down and forcefully spread her legs. From the tightly closed crevice, golden liquid flowed out. This wasn’t just mana. It was pure mana itself.

An immense amount of mana that even she couldn’t fully take in.

Urine or whatever, it didn’t matter anymore. She would just kill all the hateful things in front of her. Freya drank the liquid until her stomach was full, felt her mana-overloaded body ignite, and began preparing a life magic spell greater than ever before.

——

“WOOOOOOO!!!”

Ur’s urine… no, the mana potion was incredibly effective. The mages who had been lying exhausted just moments ago all began to stir with shining eyes.

Furthermore, they were all emitting white light from their bodies, creating a light source bright enough to illuminate the surroundings. I clapped as I watched the mages move energetically.

“Claire, want to drink too?”

“No, I’m not a mage, so not really….”

“I see.”

I tilted the last remaining bottle of uri… no, mana potion and drank it. It was a satisfying feeling, as if my soul was being slowly filled from the depths. As I savored that sensation, Claire asked.

“Now I can fight too, right? I couldn’t do anything earlier… it felt a bit….”

“Of course. Freya said she’d cast magic on you, so after that, you’ll probably be able to fight the dragons.”

From what I could see, those corpse dragons would clearly fight hand-to-hand without flying. This was my judgment based on my experience fighting countless monsters.

So, the martial arts combatants should also be able to participate in the battle this time. I don’t have a clear idea of how much damage they can inflict on those dragons, though.

While waiting for Freya’s preparations to finish, I killed time watching the mages frantically cast protective barriers, attack spells, and buffs. The sight of colorful lights flashing in the black world… was quite beautiful.

Ah, I see Priscilla over there too. Holding Pipi in her arms, she’s repeatedly firing meteors at the ground, but she doesn’t seem to be aiming properly. The targets she’s supposed to hit aren’t being hit, and the meteors are just falling on the ground.

At that moment, the ground rumbled.

“Are they coming?”

“They must be.”

Is Freya still not ready? The corpse dragons are approaching. The sheer mass of tens of thousands of them moving simultaneously makes even the air tremble.

“Freya needs to hurry….”

“What is she doing somewhere when time is of the essence?”

She’s probably behind that building, sucking Ur’s crotch. I don’t know how much urine she needs to drink to replenish her mana. I don’t know how large my sister’s mana pool is.

While endlessly waiting for Freya, the mages’ attack began.

“ATTACK!!!”

“WOOOOOOO!!!”

More and more powerful magic than before, when they were just unleashing it at the dragons, filled the sky. From simple mana bullets to fire, lightning, ice, and other things. It was a magnificent sight.

I asked Claire.

“It seems to have a little effect, doesn’t it?”

“Only a little.”

Yes. Although a vast amount of magic is being poured out, it’s not causing significant damage. It’s only slowing the dragons’ advance slightly. Still, that might be enough. I didn’t expect it to have any effect at all.

“… When the dragons get closer, we’ll have to fight too. Freya should be ready before then….”

“Hoo….”

The dragons are getting closer. Claire drew her sword and exhaled tensely, and the other martial artists also stood up and began to prepare.

“Not yet.”

The dragons are getting closer. Despite being hit by the exploding magic, they seem to be pushed back for a moment, but then their immense mass crushes the pushed-back dragons, and they advance towards us again.

“Still not yet.”

More time is needed. We have to wait until the very last moment. What is Freya doing? My heart grows anxious. My tail taps the ground restlessly.

“Still not.”

The leading dragon finally reaches the protective barrier. And-

“Freya!”

A green flash erupted from behind the building.

A blinding light. A sun that embraces life and repels darkness. The radiant sphere of light that rose high into the sky illuminated the world and gently caressed it.

Is this the magic Freya mentioned?

Just by being under the sun, an infinite amount of power surged through my body. I felt like I could kill all the dragons in front of me with just my fists. But there would be no need for that.

I summoned Ur and held her in my hand. The white light emanating from Ur’s sword body mixed with Freya’s green light, emitting a powerful light green glow.

“Now!”

The sword swings, the dragon’s neck falls. With that as a signal, everyone rushed towards the dragons simultaneously.