The Martial God Becomes a Necromancer and Conquers the Tower - Chapter 31

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Chapter 31
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Without thinking, I rose from the Throne and opened my mouth.
Soon after, the light of the Magic Circle began to fade slowly.
From within it, I could see a woman rising to her feet.
When the light of the Magic Circle had faded completely.
Standing before me was unmistakably Jekal Yuyeon.
She looked exactly as she had in life.
Neat black hair, scholar’s robes, elegant bearing.
But there was one subtle difference.
Her skin held a faintly pallid luminescence.
And most tellingly.
Her lips were stained a vivid red.
Not merely red, but a crimson so deep it seemed to mirror blood itself.
Like lips that had just drunk their fill, they shimmered with an otherworldly allure.
That single feature, amid the dignified bearing of a military strategist, carried an unnervingly seductive quality.
“…Ah.”
A breath escaped my lips unbidden.
Jekal Yuyeon opened her eyes slowly, regarding her own hands with quiet attention.
She flexed and relaxed her fingers in a gentle rhythm.
“I have my body back.”
The voice flowing from her lips was markedly different from when she had been a spirit.
It was no longer that distant, ethereal tone.
It was the clear, living voice I had heard in life.
“And in my prime no less—or rather, just before it.”
She smiled, lightly biting her vivid red lips.
Between them, I caught a glimpse of fangs.
Long and keen—unmistakably the fangs of a True Ancestor.
“Well….”
I sank back onto the Throne, releasing a sound that was half-sigh, half-wonder.
The Dimensional Tower really did go all out.
Two legendary-grade rewards merged together to produce a True Ancestor?
Unlike the subspecies lore from popular fiction, the Dimensional Tower has its own True Ancestors.
Though True Ancestors themselves don’t appear directly.
Rather, their subordinates emerge, mainly on the fiftieth floor and beyond.
In other words.
A final-boss-tier race that hasn’t even appeared yet has become my subordinate!
Is the balance even acceptable?
“Jekal. How does the body feel?”
At my question, Jekal Yuyeon nodded lightly.
“Excellent. I can feel a power flowing through me that I never possessed in life.”
“The power of a True Ancestor, then.”
“It would seem so. True Ancestors are no trivial race.”
She answered, running her tongue lightly over her fangs.
There was something mesmerizing about that gesture, and my eyes lingered for a moment.
She wore the composed aspect of a scholar from my past life.
Yet that subtle added allure created an intriguing presence.
“Well now….”
I leaned back against the Throne, murmuring softly to myself.
The Dimensional Tower.
You’re really determined to bestow something upon me, aren’t you?
This level of generosity isn’t mere favoritism.
I can clearly sense the intent to forcibly develop something for me.
“Well. I might as well accept what’s being given.”
A wry smile crossed my face as I reflected on my good judgment in drawing without broadcasting it.
If I’d released this without the stream on, there would truly have been chaos.
“So then, our esteemed True Ancestor Jekal—what capabilities do you possess now? It seems the Dimensional Tower has granted you information. I’d appreciate an explanation.”
At my words, Jekal Yuyeon, who had been examining herself, lifted her head to meet my gaze.
“Your intuition remains sharp in such matters, Light Martial Ancestor.”
“Spare me that old title. In this world, I’m known as the Corpse Spirit Ancestor.”
“It’s because of the constraints the Dimensional Tower imposed on necromancers. I understand.”
Since I’m receiving information directly from the Dimensional Tower, there’s no need for me to explain—which is convenient.
“And yet you’re circumventing the Dimensional Tower’s constraints… For someone like you, that’s remarkably clever. I’ll grant you the compliment.”
“Hey. What did you think of me? Even in my previous life, I used my head fairly well.”
“From what I recall, the Light Martial Ancestor tried to solve everything with force….”
“There’s a very good saying in this world. Let me share it with you.”
“Suddenly changing the subject….”
She frowned slightly.
“Listen. It fits this situation perfectly.”
“Sigh. All right. What is it?”
“If a problem isn’t solved, perhaps it’s not that your strength is lacking—it’s that you haven’t used enough of it.”
“Sigh….”
Jekal Yuyeon let out a long breath.
Seeing her like that, I couldn’t help but smile.
Wasn’t this a rare sight I’d never seen in my previous life?
In fact, we were practically enemies back then, and we’d gone for each other’s throats more than once.
But all of that was the past.
“So. What can we actually do?”
“I can be set as the Subdimension Manager for your subdimension. If you do that, I can manage this subdimension in your stead.”
“Oh.”
That’s… incredibly sweet.
“Good. Then I’m registering Jekal Yuyeon as the manager of my subdimension.”
My will and words draw a response from the Dimensional Tower.
[Bound True Ancestor Jekal Yuyeon has been set as the manager of this subdimension.]
“So with this, can the commander manage buildings that need Intelligent Undead?”
“Yes, of course. However, they’ll only function at 20% of their original performance. If we appoint a dedicated operator, that 20% will be added to the base performance.”
“20%….”
“It’s only the ability granted to me as Subdimension Manager, after all.”
Even though the buildings are empty, as the manager I can force them to operate—but they only reach 20% capacity, she was explaining.
Still, that’s infinitely better than not being able to move them at all.
“We’ll need to get more Intelligent Undead somehow.”
“If you obtain that device I was summoned from, the matter is settled.”
Should I use Dimensional Points to buy them? Or should I go around mining souls like ore?
Actually, since I have so many Dimensional Points, buying them is the better option.
Dimensional Points are easy enough to earn back anyway.
I can just open a gambling house again or secure sponsorships like before.
“Since we’re on the subject, let’s buy them right now.”
I accessed the marketplace.
Then Jekal Yuyeon came to my side and looked at the screen with me. When I ran a search for Soul Summoning Stones, far more results came up than I’d expected.
“Come to think of it—do we really need to buy from Soul Summoning Stones? We could purchase the finished product directly.”
Intelligent Undead.
Were they actually being sold?
When I searched the marketplace that way, surprisingly, they were.
[Selling Specter (intelligent). Male form, so selling.]
Well-raised specter I’m selling. Male form is getting old, so….
So there were actually people selling them like this!
Incredible.
No—it’s just that I’d never paid attention to necromancy before, so I never knew.
There were several listings, but before buying souls, I first checked my own building inventory.
[Bone Workshop] [Flesh Workshop] [Spirit Workshop] [Multidimensional Corpse Pit] [Corpse Processing Facility] [Necron Ossuary]
Of these, the three workshop series are currently in need of Intelligent Undead.
So that means I need three.
“You’re not thinking of acquiring souls without any plan, are you?”
“Huh? Is that a problem?”
Her eyes narrowed slightly at my words.
“Light Martial Ancestor. Your manner of speaking….”
Ah. Did she take issue with that?
I let out a low chuckle.
“A moment ago, I was just putting on some weight for effect—using the speech pattern from my previous life. This is who I am now. Get used to it.”
“Sigh….”
How many times am I going to sigh?
As I stood there thinking that, Jekal Yuyeon spoke.
“Surely you can infer that without the right soul matched to the structure, we cannot guarantee proper performance?”
“That’s a fair point.”
I hadn’t thought of that.
Now that I considered it, she was right.
You can’t ask a martial master to cast spells—they simply can’t.
The same applies to these workshop series.
Without the relevant aptitude or affinity, even if you assign someone, it would be pointless.
I adjusted the search criteria on the marketplace.
Several listings caught my eye immediately.
[Selling Necromancer Spirit Specialist in Bone Magic for Bone Workshop]
I’m pushing Ghouls instead, so I’m selling this one.
[Selling Wraith for Spirit Workshop.]
Spirits eat up too much DP, and even though she’s pretty, I decided to sell her.
[Is this actually used in the Flesh Workshop? Just checking?]
Why does this garbage keep showing up for warriors?
It was that sort of selection—but they were exactly what I needed.
The prices were 1,000 DP, 5,000 DP, and 500 DP respectively, none of which was a burden for me.
I bought them on the spot.
Whoosh!
Three spheres appeared before me, and I opened them immediately.
“This is… the Dimensional Tower? What masterwork is this from another powerful god?”
-Where is this? I am… ah… where am I….
“Grrk. Here. Where? Me. Why? Grrk.”
One was a skeletal figure dressed like a sorcerer. One was a beautiful female phantom. And one was a portly, flat-nosed orc.
By their races—a Skeleton Wizard, a Wraith, and a Ghoul.
They were Intelligent Undead that I couldn’t create at my current level.
But I could place them in a Subdimension and use them. If I couldn’t, Jekal Yuyeon would already have been beyond control by now.
All three were in a state of confusion for a moment before coming to their senses.
“We greet our master. I am the Necromancer of Bone, Whitelam.”
-I greet you, master. I am Asura, a witch who drowned to death.
“You. Master? Me. Orc Death Sorcerer! Happy to meet!”
All three seemed to recognize me as their master.
So this is truly the Dimensional Tower’s work.
“Pleased to make your acquaintance, all of you.”
I returned their greeting.
“You all understand the situation you’re in, I presume?”
“Of course. By the will of the Dimensional Tower, I who was erased have been restored, and I am fully aware that I must serve my master.”
Whitelam, the Skeleton, spoke thus and bowed respectfully.
-Yes, master. If you give a command… I will obey.
“Give order. Will follow. Master’s command. Obey!”
The other two were equally obedient.
I couldn’t say for certain, but it seemed there were constraints imposed by the Dimensional Tower.

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