Chapter 95 – Yep, the world is f*cked.

Chapter 95 – Yep, the world is f*cked.

After converting all of his core members to Agents-

Gerhart arrived in the Dungeon Explorer's guild, accompanied by Anthemius. He brought him over since Max or his necromancer sister might know about his weird bloodline.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

When he arrived, he requested a guild clerk to meet the Guild Master. Suddenly after, a scholarly middle-aged man wearing merchant clothes walked over.

"Sir Gerhart! A pleasure to be meeting you." Valens, the Deputy Guild Master, warmly said.

"So this is the SS-rank powerhouse who came here on vacation, hah?" Valens thought.

He and other key figures received information about Gerhart and knew of his strength. Even the king had to bow his head to this person, let alone him!

"Hello, Valens. I want to meet the Guild Master." Gerhart said.

"The Guild Master has been eagerly expecting you for some time. Please, this way." Valens walked to the staircase.

Gerhart and Anthemius followed him to the Guild Master's office. Valens knocked on the door.

"Come in." The youthful voice of a young woman sounded.

"Excuse me," Valens said as he opened the door.

What Gerhart saw was the gloomy office/lair of a generic necromancer. Behind a desk sat a petite, black-haired pale girl, no older than 18, wearing black garbs. When Gerhart saw her, he felt slightly uncomfortable, as if seeing an unnatural being.

"Guild Master, this is Gerhart, the Echo Slayer." Valens introduced.

"Hello there, Sir Gerhart. I am Italica, the Guild Master of this modest establishment." Italica gave a pale smile. She had a cute appearance, like a girl next door. However, the unnatural feeling Gerhart had instinctively made him less attracted to her.

On the other hand, Anthemius seemed almost mesmerized. The unnatural feeling had the opposite effect on him, making him more attracted to her. "What a pretty lady..."

"Hello, Guild Master Italica. Max told me to find you." Gerhart said.

"So he did." Italica nodded and looked at Anthemius, who looked at her absentmindedly. Somehow, she immediately felt goodwill toward the boy. "And this is?"

"This is Athemius, my new servant. I brought him here for another reason. And he is trusted." Gerhart said.

"I see. Valens, please give us privacy and close the door." Italica instructed.

"Yes. I shall take my leave." Valens said and left the room.

When the door closed, Italica snapped her finger, runes lighting all over the office.

"These are heavy-duty isolation runes. With this, even the gods cannot eavesdrop." Italica promptly explained. "Come and have a seat."

"I see." Gerhart nodded and walked to sit on one of the chairs.

However, Anthemius remained standing.

"Boy, that includes you. Please, sit." Italica smiled, gesturing at another seat.

"Y-Yes..." Anthemius felt bashful as he sat on the offered seat.

"Now, onto business." Italica smiled and turned to look at a coffin in the room. "Dear brother. We have a guest of honor."

Clack* Cree*

The coffin opened as a black-armored Doom Lord walked out, its eyes radiating red soul flames.

"Awesome..." Anthemius's eyes looked at the Doom Lord with sparkling eyes.

Max glanced at the strange boy, his soul flames flickering at the unexpected reaction, before looking at Gerhart, revealing a look of astonishment.

"Tyrant Pup, how did you do that?" Max asked.

"Do what? Counter your True Sight?" Gerhart smiled and asked, feeling smug.

"Yes. Few can counter it. Only greater demons and Echos can do this." Max said.

"I have my ways," Gerhart said as he transformed into his genuine look.

He intentionally wore magical clothes from the dungeon on him, growing along with him. From a 1.9m tall strongman, Gerhart grew into a 2.2m tall mountain of muscles. Engraved on him were golden tattoos, showing majesty and grandeur. Gerhart also partially revealed his status.

"Yep, the world is fucked." Gerhart thought.

"Furthermore, they have a strange mechanism that transmits a message to all surviving Echos, showing their killer. Through this, the Echos are not only careful but also vengeful against the one who killed one of their members. You are already on their kill list. That was how I was targeted and killed. So be careful from now on." Max said.

"And that is all we know. If you want to know more, I advise looking for the Bloodline Amulet." Italica said.

"Thank you for the information." Gerhart nodded in thanks.

"Hm. By the way- Can you tell us now why you brought the child?" Italica smiled and asked, curiously eyeing Anthemius.

"This is Anthemius, and he awakened a rare bloodline called the Shadow Sovereign Bloodline and has the talent of Shadow Monarch," Gerhart said and turned to Anthemius. "Anthemius, remove your hiding abilities."

"Yes, master." Anthemius readily nodded and removed his cloaking abilities, changing into a gothic-looking boy with black tattoos.

When Italica and Max saw him, they shook. Undead rarely felt a kinship with unknown people, but when they saw Anthemius, they instinctively felt close to him.

"The- Shadow Monarch?! The Shadow Sovereign Bloodline?! That's an extinct ancient holy clan of necromancy!" Italica exclaimed, clearly shaken.

"May I ask where did you find him?" Max was calmer and asked.

"In the Shantytown in Xoirora. Do I need to say more?" Gerhart asked back.

The undead siblings shook again, but this time, from anger. However, they quickly calmed down.

"No. Don't say more. I might start a massacre." Italica shook her head.

"The Shadow Sovereign Bloodline is the holy bloodline of us undead. A pure bloodline member is royalty." Max explained.

"This bloodline has rarely awakened these last few thousand years, and due to the undead being unpopular on this continent, they never received support, even shunned. This child is likely the only Pure Bloodline Member in the last five thousand years since the death of Elaulekai the Paleheart, a Tower Master in the Atasheborg Magocracy. After having a scandal with the temples, the necromancers fell out of favor, and the Shadow Sovereign Bloodline slowly died out. To this day, the Pale Tower is still vacant." Italica sighed.

"By any chance, did he have an intimate relationship with the Chosen of the Life Goddes?" Gerhart suddenly asked.

"How did you know?!" Max and Italica exclaimed.

"Just a blind guess," Gerhart said, not mentioning Flora. He guessed they were likely the descendants of those two powerhouses.

"But why did you bring him here? You could have just asked." Italica said, curious and having hidden expectations.

"I want you to take him as an apprentice and teach him necromancy." Gerhart smiled, guessing her feelings.

"I would be happy to!" Italica burst into a smile and looked at Anthemius with a wide grin. "Would you take me as your teacher in the arts of necromancy, young master Anthemius?"

Dazed by this turn of events, Anthemius couldn't react, so Gerhart nudged him.

"Eh? Ah! Yes! I would be happy to! Please accept me as your disciple, teacher!" Anthemius returned a bright smile.

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Leaving Anthemius in the guild, Gerhart left after making a short visit to the dungeon, picking five Divine Bloodlines from the dungeon. They were only at 1%, but he didn't need more.

While outside, he felt the presence of the Corrupted around him. There were several of them, but he didn't sense the Echo, likely hiding far away. From what he learned, the Corrupted could activate and deactivate their Corrupted state, so it wasn't a surprise they blended into the population.

"Should I fight them?" Gerhart asked himself.

Since they were audacious enough to monitor him, they were undoubtedly more powerful than the young Echo he killed. Although unlikely to be ancient monsters, they might still be over 200 years old.

With his current strength, killing them isn't difficult. The real problem was the retaliation of the older Echos after that. They were akin to an annoying clan where the older family members would take revenge for the younger members.

"Forget it. I will handle those bastards later." Gerhart thought.

Just then, he received a message through the Agent link.

[Gerhart. A messenger from the Royal Palace came. They found and seized the property of that Echo.] Hope said.

"Ah, just on time." Gerhart thought.

Bucket List:

Speak with Max in the Guild.Fetch some bloodlines for his core members.Receive the rest of the compensation from the dead Echo's two identities. (Mostly because he was interested in his identities)Receive S-rank Adventurer Cards. (For convenience)Plant a wealthy and influential Agent in Tabarga and leave the servants with him.Create several more Agents to lay a foundation in the Nehan Kingdom and Corrupt Convert it.Set off to the Youvamore Kingdom.