Damn Necromancer - Chapter 103

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Donzirah Guild Necromancer (103)
Dorim
“Ah, yes! I was listening carefully. The Ilseong Phone is great, isn’t it? I use it well myself. Everyone, please show lots of love for this new product. Well then, I think we should interview someone else now. This person had quite an impressive entrance, didn’t they?”
Choi Yong-jun, having listened to the advertisement long enough, turned his gaze toward Merchen.
“Beautiful looks! And matching that is magical prowess just as impressive! May I ask your name?”
—Merchen.
“Yes! I’m honored to present Merchen!”
Merchen stepped forward.
After a brief moment of tapping the microphone, he seemed to have grasped how to use it, bringing it to his lips.
—Everyone, hello.
He waved at the camera while looking directly into it.
—My face is the size of your fist? lol
—So cute~ lol
—Adorable lol
—Is it normal that I’m already grinning?
—Totally normal lol
“I had so many questions! It’s because you showed yourself to the public for the first time today!”
—Yeah. Cedric was summoned earlier.
“I ask because your appearance is so human-like, but you’re not actually human, correct?”
—I’m Undead. A Banshee.
“A Banshee?”
Choi Yong-jun blinked.
He was talking about that ghostly, worm-infested creature with holes riddled through its body—that kind of Undead?
“You don’t look like that at all…”
—I’m a queen.
“Ah. So you’re a Banshee Queen?”
Merchen nodded.
“Our viewers are curious about many things. Magic Nullification—you made it look so easy. Do you have some secret technique?”
—Choi Yong-jun? That’s right?
“Yes? Yes. That’s my name.”
—Does Choi Yong-jun need a secret technique to breathe?
“Ah, no?”
—That’s what it is.
—That’s what it is… taking notes…
—Wow; can’t deny it when he’s shown you something like that lol
—Just breathe and do it… life hack…
“Ah, I see.”
—Yeah. The kids here are simple, so it’s easier.
“Are you referring to mages?”
—Yeah. Angela? She’s terrible at magic, but Min-woo only praises people like that.
Angela.
She was a mage ranked in the top ten of the United States.
At the level of tenth place in the strongest nation of Awakeners, she could be considered comparable to Korea’s third-ranked mages.
Particularly, her water-attribute magic was evaluated as one of the best.
Yet for all that, the criticism was quite harsh. If it had been some mediocre mage making these comments, an immediate flood of backlash would have come.
But this was different now.
Not only did Merchen deploy Magic Nullification as easily as breathing, but she’d unleashed magic beyond imagination.
There was no question that her prowess was far more overwhelming.
Angela?
She’d probably be struggling for half a day just to cast Magic Nullification once, if at all.
Arrogance with reason behind it.
And since this was Korea, not the United States, Choi Yong-jun responded with appropriate grace.
“Guild Master Kim Min-woo, isn’t that taking it a bit far? To praise only other mages while you have one like this?”
“It was all to help our Merchen improve. Competition breeds growth.”
—Min-woo, that was the reason?
“Yeah. That’s why she created magic that didn’t even exist before, in an instant.”
Choi Yong-jun hurriedly interjected into their exchange.
“Wait, you’re saying she created magic on the spot?”
“That dragon-like water-summoning magic? She did manage to create something similar.”
“…So Merchen copied the Water Dragon Summoning Magic, is that it?”
“That’s right. And it’s an upgraded version.”
“I’m really curious about that.”
“Well, showing you wouldn’t be difficult. Merchen?”
[Merchen uses Water Dragon Tempest!]
Water gathered above her palm transformed into a massive dragon.
Choi Yong-jun’s eyes went wide.
It was clearly the same type of magic as Angela’s, yet utterly different.
From its outward form to the swirling power within.
It was on an entirely different tier.
She hadn’t copied the magic—she’d created it.
Suddenly, he understood why Kim Min-woo had phrased it that way.
‘This isn’t even in the same ballpark as copying.’
Choi Yong-jun wasn’t the only one shocked.
Nearly two hundred thousand spectators in the stadium.
And tens of millions of viewers watching the broadcast live, witnessing it all unfold before them.
Gulp.
Choi Yong-jun swallowed hard and gripped the microphone.
“That’s… that’s extraordinary. It certainly appears similar to Water Dragon Summoning Magic, but… there’s something fundamentally different about it.”
Even an experienced caster like him could manage nothing better than “extraordinary.”
―Angela getting cucked lmao
―Live magic NTR what even is this lmaooo
―And theirs is way cooler too lol
―One summon and all the Korean mages are done for lmaooo
―Insane summon for real, I can’t stop laughing ㅋㅋ
―Hold on. A summon? Have some respect. Call her the ‘Goddess of Magic.’
“…You mentioned 600 trillion as a discount price. Honestly, I’m trying to wrap my head around this. Am I the only one confused about the math here?”
Spectators and viewers alike found themselves nodding in agreement.
Not only was there a divine archer, but now a summoned creature powerful enough to dominate the world’s magic scene had just appeared.
―20% for 600 trillion? Actually sounds like a fair discount
―Now that I see it, that seems way too cheap
―Is this that family discount thing or whatever?
―(Breaking) Goldman Sachs offers investment, proposing 500 trillion for 10% stake.
―For real?
―Why would it be real?
―Finance houses in Awakener nations are in an uproar. Someone’s even offered 600 trillion for 10%. (Breaking news link.)
―Is it getting sold?
“Um, Guild Master?”
“Yes?”
“Apparently there’s chaos overseas. Wall Street firms are now offering 600 trillion for a 10% stake. Are you considering selling additional shares?”
“They’re lowballing us pretty hard.”
“Pardon?”
“Just joking. I have no intention of selling more right now.”
Kim Min-woo shrugged as he spoke.
The only direction the value had left to go was up—so why sell now?
And certainly not to Wall Street types who weren’t family.
If you made the mistake of getting tangled up with those sharks, things got exhausting fast. They were the sort who’d trade blood and tears for money without a second thought.
Besides Wall Street, there were plenty of wealthy benefactors in the world who had money but preferred to stay out of the dirty work—decent people, really.
He shot a knowing glance toward Choi Yong-jun.
The event was hosted by three major broadcasters, but those three broadcasters’ financial backing came from Ilseong itself.
Of course, a caster like Choi Yong-jun had no way of being uninvolved with Ilseong.
What to ask and what not to ask.
Guidelines had been handed down long ago.
In other words, this was all as carefully choreographed as a stage play.
Though, admittedly, nobody could have imagined the Donzirah Guild would turn out to be this strong.
Choi Yong-jun nodded at the glance and spoke.
“I think it’s time for the final question. Everyone knows the government recently held a tournament bringing together Awakeners, right?”
“Yes!”
The crowd responded with nods. It was fairly famous news.
Especially given that not just the Korean government, but other nations were making similar moves.
The reason would soon be revealed.
A tournament organized by the System.
Word spread quickly that it existed to select athletes related to it.
“The Selection Tournament will choose a total of three competitors. And those three selected will…… face off against the members of the Donzirah Guild here in the finals!”
Ordinarily, there might have been whispers, and it wouldn’t have seemed strange at all.
Put another way, the Donzirah Guild was getting a free pass without a preliminary round. But things were different in this place.
“Waaaaah!”
The crowd erupted in cheers instead.
The Super Rookie Selection Tournament was a kind of international competition.
Moreover, a tournament where each nation’s pride was at stake. Korea had long grown accustomed to swallowing bitter defeat in such contests.
This time, too, there had been quiet worry that history might repeat itself.
But if the Donzirah Guild stepped up to compete?
They might seize the championship in a heartbeat. The performance they’d displayed today was nothing to dismiss lightly.
Special treatment?
After showing such skill, of course they deserved exceptional consideration.
That’s simply how the Awakener world worked. By and large, it was ruthlessly meritocratic.
Treating Awakeners of that caliber the same as everyone else would have been the strange thing.
The viewers watching at home were cheering just as fervently.
―God, I was dying of boredom. ‘Championship’s locked in.’
―Finally Korea gets to win something ㅠㅠㅠ
―Finally escaping the prelim bracket ㅠㅠ It doesn’t seem like a huge-scale tournament, but hey, that’s better than nothing ㅠㅠ
―Yeah. Gain some experience here, then hit the Gate Conquest Competition and we’re in paradise lol
The stadium was burning with heat.
* * *
The Guild Match was over.
By the time we left the stadium, the sky had already dimmed to dusk.
“Are you going to the after-party?” Park Si-woo asked, his eyes gleaming.
Park Si-woo asked with a gleam in his eyes.
“Come to think of it, you’re an adult this year, aren’t you?”
“Yes! Now I can legally drink! We should celebrate as a team at a time like this! Don’t you think so too?”
“……Well, we might as well.”
“Then I’ll tell you where to go. Just head on there first.”
“Why? Do you have something to do?”
“Yeah. There’s someone I need to meet.”
Chairman Jo of Dorim.
He was pressing so urgently that he wanted to meet whenever time allowed.
When I said it couldn’t happen for a while because of the Guild Match, he begged to at least meet on the day it ended if nothing else.
So I made the appointment.
Decided to meet him once.
‘This is going to be annoying.’
If the Donzirah Guild would just stay quiet, it might be manageable. Instead, they kept turning Korea on its head.
This Guild Match marked their peak.
They’d shown themselves to be more than just a Super Rookie—they were a Guild capable of genuine dominance.
And the more they flourished, the more Dorim’s revenues plummeted in freefall, accelerating downward by the day.
The collapse had gotten so severe that even the government was hinting it might be time to back off.
‘If I could, I’d grab all their core operations.’
Ilseong products had been flying off shelves lately, and production capacity was starting to strain. Building new factories wasn’t something you could conjure up overnight, though. In situations like this, absorption was the cleanest play.
While I was at it, I could poach some of their talent too.
‘But that’s probably going to be difficult.’
There’s a reason the saying goes even an earthworm will wriggle when stepped on. Let alone when the opponent was Korea’s second-largest conglomerate.
If I squeezed without giving them any room to breathe, they’d start to thrash back hard. They still had reserves left in them.
‘Guess I’ll have to settle for a reasonable take.’
This was when negotiation skills mattered.
“Do you both like pajeon?”
“Pajeon? I love it, but we never get it. What about you?”
“It’s fine.”
“Then let’s head to the pajeon place. There’s a restaurant that makes it incredibly well—you’ll love it. The address is here and…….”
The two of them nodded after seeing the address.
“Go on ahead. It should wrap up in an hour or two.”
Chairman Jo was the representative of Dorim.
I held a position considerable enough to represent Ilseong as well.
When executives meet, there’s no need to hash out every little detail.
Once they set the general parameters, the people below handle the rest naturally.
“Take that car there. They’ll know where to bring you.”
There was nothing to worry about regarding the drive.
Drivers and Ilseong vehicles were packed tight in front of the stadium.
The two of them departed first.
Kim Min-woo, too, settled into a car and gave his destination.
“Hannam-dong.”
Time to meet with Chairman Jo.

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