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[Skill Unlocked:]

[Summon Skeleton]

Skill costs both HP & MP. Maximum [5]

Asai Trichia, Rosemi De Lumix and Violet were enjoying their morning breakfast. A soft brioche bun with bacon and lettuce, served with a cold cup of coffee. Asai chugged a stamina potion along with his morning coffee. Rosemi unfazed by yester night's events. Violet, literally became violet as her cheeks heated up.

"Violet. I know you told me you studied back in Ignis' royal academy. But, what exactly did you study there?"

Violet, unable to look him in the eyes, focused herself on her meal. She found herself becoming wet, whenever her mind slightly wandered back to what she'd so boldly done.

"Um... I studied the glorious art of necromancy. Why?" She answered, whilst counting the amount of sesame seeds present upon her bun.

"So, can you summon the undead or skeletons?" Asai glanced on over their backs. No orcs in sight at all. It seems they overestimated the orc's intelligence.

"I can't... Not yet anyway." Her mind slipped, she glanced over her breakfast to meet Asai's eyes. Her plucked flower down below became hot.

"Why not?" Ignoring her squirmy legs, Asai continued to ask.

"Although I've spent my entire life studying necromancy. I've yet to earn my right to call upon the dead." Violet gulped down more of her cold coffee. "You see, even back in the capital. I was actually quite poor, I only got into the academy because I appeared gifted when I was young.

But, as I grew up, they believed me to be a waste of resources, as I only produced mediocre results. My exam scores were dropping under the average and I was soon alienated from class.

When... When a young noble boy, offered to fund me in return for my purity. I couldn't stop my impulses and slapped him. After that, life just went down hill until I was kicked out."

Violet's mind thought back to the obese boy who desired her innocent. Goosebumps immediately wracked her body as she recalled the way he'd gaze upon her body. Her gaze returned to Asai's handsome demeanour. "I'm glad I had my first time with someone as amazing as him, but it would've been better if he wasn't so bloodthirsty."

What Asai heard from that exchange was "spent my entire life studying necromancy. I've yet to earn my right to call upon the dead."

"What is this right to call upon the dead? What do you need?" The man's curiosity towards his new skill was much stronger than his empathy towards her life story. Deigning himself to treating her better in return for ignoring her feelings. As he continued to remind himself that they were indeed in fact, within enemy territory at the moment. Not exactly a cosy comfortable and safe place to be exchanging their heart-felt stories.

"You need a medium. Because I was too poor to afford one, and the academy didn't want to gift me one for my low scores. Although I have the knowledge, I don't have what it takes to actually summon anything."

"So, it's like learning to drive? You first have to study all the instructions and road theory, before purchasing a car to actually utilize the knowledge? Good to know." "So, like a staff? Or a grimoire?" Asai's mind shifted to the typical fantasy tropes of necromancers.

"Staff? Grimoire? Um.. Sure I guess. A medium could be anything to be honest. As long as it has been baptized and cleansed properly. As for the how to, I don't know. That's state-secret stuff."

"Violet."

"Yep?"

"What do you think of this?" Asai began to strip. Causing Violet to immediately cover her eyes, although parting her fingers loosely to enjoy the eye candy. Rosemi, too, momentarily stopped eating to enjoy her man's view.

Asai pointed to his tattoo.

[Wings of Solemn Death - Crest]

After moments of inspecting his abs, biceps and chest. Only then did she look closely at the crest.

"Ah, as expected. You're indeed a noble from the capital. That would explain your strength, and the fact that you have your medium tattooed into your skin is actually very ingenious. The procedure must have costs you a fortune, just so no one could take it away from you."

"W-wait. Violet, what is a medium exactly? Can you describe it more?"

Violet looked into his eyes like he was weird. As if the man was pointing at diamonds, and asking her to explain what it was. Still, anything was better than letting her mind wander back to the lewd thoughts.

"A medium, you should consider it to be your tool, your connection to the realm of death. A world where all souls depart to. Your medium basically creates a gateway, so that you may call upon the dead in exchange for your life-force."

"[Wings of Solemn Death - Crest] is a gate way to the world of death? What the fuck? No. I should think of it as a tool, like a wizard would with his wand. That would make more sense, than believing myself to be carrying a doorway to hell within my chest..."