episode_0253

Derian, a receptionist at the Adventurer’s Guild, stepped into his boring workplace again today. No matter how many years of experience I accumulated, I could not get used to the hard work without a single moment of rest at the reception desk.

Of course, it was no different from other occupations’ reception work, but the reason Derian thought the Adventurer’s Guild was the most difficult place to work was purely because of the extreme nature of those who came.

Appetizing the adventurers who were at a crossroads between life and death was nothing compared to customers who simply came to buy something.

‘There’s no choice if you want to make money… Huh!’

Even though he thought it was inevitable in order to make a living, Derian found this job to be a good fit. So, you will be able to work for a long time without quitting midway.

“Mr. Deran. I have something urgent to post. Could you please take care of this before your shift change?”

“Yes! Of course!”

However, it was also true that he did not want to work, so Deran rushed forward, feeling infinite gratitude for the words of his colleague who postponed his reception work even a little.

“Where, where~ What is the lovely news that delayed my work for a while?”

Derian’s expression hardened in an instant as he checked the post with a happy face. It was not lovely news at all.

‘This happened in the middle of Harpen? really?’

Harpen is a big city. It was selected as an objectively classified index, not Deran’s subjective opinion. However, what Derian saw was not something that would happen in a big city.

‘There will be a lot of noise for a while due to security issues….’

Deran posted the poster in a place that was as visible as possible on the bulletin board. Adventurers flocked to the bulletin board after seeing a guild employee posting something.

『Notice of the outbreak of the Necromancer incident』

This is a notification from the Harpen Guard.

It has been confirmed that a necromancer who practices corpse resurrection and necromancy is involved in the recent disappearance and theft cases.

After investigating what was seen at the Harpen Magic Tower, the security team is currently searching for the necromancer.

Therefore, we would like to inform the adventurers of the Adventurer’s Guild who are responsible for various tasks within Harpen and are also working to maintain security.

It has been revealed that the following requests currently posted on the Adventurer’s Guild are the work of a necromancer, so please be especially careful.

1. Request for theft of goods from Damon Company

2. Request for theft of auction items from Palder Auction House

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17. Request to arrest grave robbers

18. Request to search for all missing persons that occurred this month

Adventurers who carry out the corresponding quest are requested to be mindful of the necromancer and conduct safe activities.

In addition, for the above-mentioned requests only, the Guard has issued additional request rewards for the Necromancer’s wanted, so we ask for the cooperation of skilled adventurers.

The expressions of the adventurers who read the full text of the poster were also distorted, just like Derian, who posted the poster himself.

“No, a necromancer? In Harpen?”

“The city was in such a mess. I didn’t know at all, but…”

“Did he issue 18 requests by himself? It’s truly a sight.”

“No. In the end, all the missing person search requests were lumped together, so there must be more than that.”

Currently, the perception of necromancers is the worst in human history. Of course, since the emergence of civilization, necromancers have never been treated well.

The first reason is that their behavior, which seems to make fun of death, cannot be looked upon kindly no matter how well it is presented.

And the second reason is that the power of the Stella Church, which naturally seeks to correct what is wrong in doctrine, is strong.

Because of these two things in common, people treated necromancers like demons.

In fact, this is the worst treatment since it is as if all the real demons have been exiled by Prinia’s space cutting barrier.

Therefore, the number of necromancers was small, and even if they were active, it was safe to say that they did not do anything this extravagant.

So the adventurers felt both contempt and doubt. For what purpose did they do this in a place like Harpen?

“I was going to request this, but I had to cancel…”

“I guess it’s a bit like that. Surely the guild won’t give you a penalty for buying this?”

“If only I had been a little stronger…”

“The security guard says they will give additional compensation?”

“This must be the amount at stake for that necromancer. Wow, I could play and eat for 5 years? No, if you do well, you can retire for the rest of your life…”

“Wait a minute. So, if you catch just that one necromancer, you’re saying you’ve solved all of those numerous quests, right? Because that one guy is the culprit.”

The adventurers’ reactions were divided into two groups. One side was the side that calmly withdrew its feet, and the other side was the side that heated up even more and wanted to catch the necromancer.

Of course, the former side had an overwhelming number of people. Basically, unless you were accompanied by considerable skill, dealing with a necromancer was like a dream.

The basic goal of a necromancer is to push back an army that cannot die in the first place. It was common not to think about dealing with someone unless their strength exceeded the standard.

In fact, a normal adventurer party wouldn’t even be able to properly deal with them. Therefore, rather than distinguishing between those who withdraw and those who try to hold on, we can distinguish between those who are wise and those who are thoughtless.

“There will be no penalty for canceling requests listed.”

It was a guideline issued at the guild level. After hearing the words of the receptionists, including Derian, all the adventurers canceled the corresponding request.

“Whoa, I almost got killed.”

“Dog death? If it’s a dog’s death, you’re a nobleman. I might not have been able to die properly and become a corpse and end up being a necromancer for the rest of my life.”

On the other hand, there were some who did not know the topic until the end and decided to try to catch a necromancer. The problem was caused by ignorance because necromancers were so rare.

“I’ll try to catch everything.”

“I’ll show you that you didn’t survive this far for nothing, you cowards.”

“Hehe, being a coward is better than being stupid.”

“What is it?”

I heard nerve-wracking words from adventurers confidently saying they would catch the necromancer. They surrounded the person who compared them to an idiot.

“Hey old man. Since we survive by collecting herbs and such, do we look like adventurers like old men?”

The middle-aged man they belittled as old was the same man whose life was saved by Asha and Adele and who was almost killed by zombies.

He had been working as an adventurer for about a month now in order to start a new life by moving to Harpen, the nearest big city to the village where he lived.

Although, as other adventurers said, he was living by completing requests such as gathering herbs or running errands, he was living well in his own way.

Then, he was surprised to see Asha and Adele suddenly appearing at the adventurer’s guild yesterday.

I never thought we would meet again in Harpen.

He was considering saying hello, but realizing that he was not in a position to even treat his benefactor to a nice meal, he decided to wait until later.

And he found out that the request that Asha and Adele each received yesterday was a request involving a necromancer.

“Hehe, from the perspective of the adventurers up there, you and me, wouldn’t it be fifty paces? Helix, Altair, etc.”

“Ugh…!”

The adventurers who flocked to the man’s words as if they were going to lynch him at any moment could not refute them. Helix and Altair were legends among adventurers whose names were heard everywhere on the continent.

In other words, it also meant that a Necromancer could only be defeated by an adventurer of their caliber. At least, the fear the man felt that day was clearly at that level.

“Or Asha, Adele, etc.”

“Huh? Who are they? This is my first time hearing this name.”

Those who had already given up on requesting a necromancer, who had gathered in a situation where a fight was likely to break out, asked. Helix and Altair were adventurers that no one knew, but Asha and Adele were unfamiliar names to them.

In response to that question, the man recalled his benefactor’s face again without any doubt and spoke.

“You guys should consider yourself lucky. I almost died because I went on a rampage because I couldn’t even value my one life.” They will solve it.”

A young adventurer spoke to those words.

“Ajaeyo. When they capture the necromancer, does that mean they are adventurers currently in Harpen?”

“Okay. They are the silver-haired siblings who came to visit yesterday.”

“Ah… yesterday?”

The moment of Asha and Adele’s visit to the adventurer’s guild left a special impression on the adventurers present at the time. The adventurers gathered now also easily remembered the faces of Asha and Adele.

“Those people are adventurers on the same level as Helix and Altair?”

Rather than booing that it was nonsense, genuine questions followed. This is because the momentum they felt between the two was definitely amazing.

“Okay. At least when it comes to dealing with necromancers.”

We met once. It was as if they had never had a proper conversation, but the man’s words revealed his trust in the two siblings.

The image of Asha and Adele giving rest to all the walking corpses and crushing everything with their bare hands was already engraved in his mind to the point that he would never forget it until he died.