The Ruined Death Knight

After hours of erasing and carving runes, he finally pulled his finger back from the Bloodthirster. The latter showed not a single move, and the light that made out the eye was completely gone.

If he told anyone that this was a living weapon, the other party would have a hard time believing it as in its current state, the spear wasn't showing any hints of its nature.

'Did I accidentally kill it?' He thought internally.

Knocking at the orb a few times and receiving no response, Danzel opened its description to see if he put this thing out of its misery or not.

Taking a look, at first it seemed as if nothing changed with the description, but in the end, there was a line added.

[Bloodthirster: The Cursed Spear]: ...It feels terrified of its second creator, Rue Danzel, and at the same time grateful for the power it received from him...

"What the hell, now this thing considers me his creator?" Danzel said feeling quite weird.

Before, only Azrael was considered its creator, but now the description titles him as one of the creators while also using his name.

If he looked at it in another way, this thing considering a creator was like being its parent.

He guessed that the description changed because Bloodthirster realized that the runes of its body were made by him and since he wasn't there when the spear became alive, it couldn't possibly know that I was the runesmith.

In other words, this thing met both its parents and found how abusive one of them was!

For Bloodthirster, it was torturous in erasing the runes of its body. If it could be described in a human's anatomy, for it was like having one of his organs pulled out while still conscious.

Of course, Danzel was oblivious of its pain and simply considered his work being like drawing tattoos on Bloodthirster.

Sure, it might have hurt a bit, but playing dead was just the weapon of being a drama queen.

At least that's what he thought.

Picking the Bloodthirster with one hand, Danzel gave it to one of his Draugrs.

"Bring it back to a dark elve with gray skin color, while you other 3 watch over him in case he loses himself. You are allowed to kill him if he shows signs of resisting my orders."

"Yes, my liege." The 4 draugrs bowed before leaving his room while carrying the living weapon.

Watching them leave his room, Danzel sighed out loud.

"Sigh~now, though I planned it to be last since Vanessa didn't come, I have no other choice than to start with the Halbert."

Bringing the huge halbert out of his storage ring, Danzel was about to start the process of carving runes, but soon enough a voice interrupted him.

"That won't be necessary."

Hearing the familiar cold voice that most undead had, Danzel looked at the bald tattoed old man.

"Master Velkir..? How did you manage to hide your presence?" He said somewhat annoyed.

Sure, he might not be a 4th-tier, but he was the next best thing. His senses were incredibly sharp, at least those that an undead could possibly have.

Not being able to sense the presence that was so close to him made him feel bitter from the inside.

"Magic." Velkir answered, making Danzel's ethereal eyes disappear for a brief moment.

"I see..., What can I do for you?"

"Mhm, I have several reasons, but first of them all, I have to thank you for the reward of those humans. I made good use of that gift of yours and Vanessas's" Velkir said while making himself welcome in his room.

Occasionally gazing at the dozen of runed equipment laying to the ground.

"There is no need for it. As long as you drained them dry from their wealth, that's enough for me."

"Hehehe, no need to worry about that." Velkir chuckled with a small grin on his face.

"But my main reason for coming is to bring you to discuss where the next battlefield of Deathfull Skulls will be."

"By that, do you mean that the whole group will participate?" Danzel asked.

Nodding his head, Velkir turned around and walked towards the door.

"First of all, follow me. This matter is to be discussed among the whole group."

Following him just as he said, they soon arrived in a much larger room with seats made out of stone but carved to the level of the master and a round table.

Inside the room, was the High Troll Sartan, the dark elve siblings Vanessa and Azrael with lastly the exotic duo, Agares, and Shiro, seated respectively in their own seats that were made to be just in their size.

"Took you long enough. We waited for a whole hour!" Vanessa said with annoyance.

He simply shrugged his shoulder.

How was he supposed to know that they were going to have a meeting if no one told him about it?

Unbeknownst to him though, he was contacted by the communication device several times. But as he had it in his spatial storage ring, no messages were able to connect with it.

And Velkir who saw that he was runesmithing, didn't want to disturb him as he knew that there was nothing worse than someone wanting to talk to you mid-groundbreaking research.

That, and he was also interested in witnessing how runesmithing worked.

He was so absorbed by peaking at Danzel, that he forgot to notify the others that they would be late.

Sadly for him, he didn't understand anything about what Danzel was doing. All he got was the mana intensive was a time stronger while on other times weaker and the pattern of the rune.

"Your seat is over there" Velkir pointed with his staff in a seat apposite the middle of the table.

Nodding his head, the final two seated.

Raising his hand, several magic circles appeared. Each of them with a different color.

Velkir's voice sounded as if he talked with three mouths at the same time, making it appear like he was mumbling to himself.

The magic circle spread light around the room before the light became invisible to the naked eye.

"That should be enough." Velkir said as he raised his staff and hit the ground, creating an echo.

*Toouhhh!

"From here forth, everything that is said here also stays. If anything comes out, be ready to forsake your life." Velkir said with an ice-cold voice, taking the others by surprise in his seriousness.

"I will keep it short, we will participate in 2 more battlefields with the whole group."

"The first battlefield will be in the borders of Arcana, and this time we will be the ones invading them. There will be a battlefield with tens of thousands of enemies of the main forces of Arcana. Our mission will be simple to slaughter as many as we can."

Hearing that, everyone else had different expressions.

Sartan had a huge, ferocious smile on his face, Agares had a frown with Shiro trying to imitate him, Azrael with Danzel stayed mostly silent whereas Vanessa had a face that told that she was confused.

"Excuse me, Boss! I can understand that it will be a large fight, but is that really noteworthy news for us to know?"

Considering their group, except for Shiro, pretty much everyone could make it alive if they push their minds into it.

Velkir also nodded in confirmation.

"It is as you say. According to the information, there will be not a single 5th-tier in their ranks. But the importance of this battlefield is right after it has ended." Velkir explained.

"After we come out victorious, the human king of Ioratal will hold a ceremony, to reward the likes of us and those who brought forth great achievements in order to raise morale and give the new territory to those who achieved something. Apparently, the king is also going to execute some of their corrupted people and replace them with the "heroes"."

"But that isn't important." Velkir said

"The main reason for the importance of this is the assassination of the human king."

There was a small pause among them before their surprise was interrupted by a explosive laughter.

"Muhahahahah! That's more like it! Death Caller! I like it." Sartan said as he patted the round table with his hand with enough force to make it show several cracks.

Seeing none acting up, Velkir continued.

"My associated devised a plan for this assassination and if everything goes as planned, we won't have to act. When that happens, we will be expected to provide support in case something wrong happens. I will give you the details when it's time."

Though most of them were surprised, none said anything.

Except for one.

"Master Velkir, why does the king have to die? Did he do something bad?" Shiro asked while raising her hand like how a student would.

Looking towards Agares and then back to Shiro, Velkir answered.

"The king himself is doing his duties admirable by human standards. But there is someone far more...competent to take the throne."

Hearing that, Danzel secretly remembered the existence of the other Lich and that he was called highness by the humans.

'Are they trying to overtake the Dynasty?' Danzel secretly guessed before raising his hand.

Seeing someone else want to speak, Velkir nodded to him to ask.

"If that's the case, what will our 2 battlefields be?"

"More than a battlefield, it's more like invading someone's home." Velkir said while showing a smile.

"The home in question is a tower that a magus residence in. A 5th-tier Magic caster, while also one of the ruling figures of the Arcana Kingdom"