Three-dimensional magic circle. Let the words roll around in your mouth.

　I am almost an amateur in the field of magic. I've managed to learn a few spells that I can use in my daily life by reading grimoires, but none of the spells I've learned can be used for offense.

　It may be that it is faster to hit someone, but powerful offensive magic is a secret technology to begin with.
　Even in the grimoires Senri had collected, there were no offensive spells of the level that I would dare to learn.

　You can't learn powerful magic without a sorcerer master. You also need qualities. That's why science and technology have developed despite the existence of the miracle of magic.

　The spells I have learned over the course of many days are only the most elementary, the ones that can be activated with one's body.
　However, magic is essentially the use of many tools, catalysts, and rituals.

　Magicians. I've heard the word before.

　It's a ritual to exercise powerful magic.


　I've never heard the word "3D magic circle" before, but since it's called a 3D magic circle, it must be .................. 3D.


　Sable's curse is making my head and body hurt like they are being torn apart.
　The fact that I haven't shed a tear yet is just a sign of strength. The Lord who refuses to give me information even in this situation should be destroyed right now.

　Senri frowns at the words of Lord through my mouth.

"3D ...... magic circle?

I'm not sure. So it's a ...... 3D magic circle. Three-dimensional, what?

"It's a ............ what?

　Senri doesn't know there's a Lord inside me yet. She's suspicious because he's not communicating information properly.

　I looked around and pretended to be investigating in order to buy time.

　The Lord, who had been flying around in all directions, laughed.

"The surgeon is a very strong man. But ......... The Demon Lord of the False Shadow ............ made a mistake .......

　I want to cut you in half with a machete.

　It seems that I haven't studied enough. ...... I should think of some way to improve.

　I've been fighting ever since I started my journey with Senri, if you think about it.

　I wanted to pretend to be wobbly and hug Senri to buy some time, but I couldn't do that with the golem attacking me.
　Senri was staring at me, waiting for me to say something.

"You mean ............?

I'm not sure what to make of this, but I think it's a good idea.

Yes, .......

　Senri's gaze is cold because of the ghosts. It was my mistake to try to gain Senri's favor by using Lord's words.
　The Lord of Bones is laughing at me.

The Lord of Bones chuckled, "Look at the ...... end. There aren't many magicians who can create a magic circle like this. This is necromancy, once known as reincarnation.

　Reincarnation necromancy. That's a creepy string of words.

　But I was brought back to life by necromancy in the first place. I guess you could call it reincarnation in a sense, though I'm not alive.

　If this underground passage itself is a magic circle, it's pretty big. The Lord's mansion was large, but still not comparable.
　Magic is said to increase in power in proportion to the scale of its preparation.

　.................. So what do we destroy?　What do you want me to do? Destroy the magic circle?　I'm not sure what to do.
　I don't know.　What's the quickest way to get home?

No way!　This camp is already filled with the power of the dead!　I'm not sure what to do.

"............ Senri, don't destroy it. This magic circle is already filled with the power of the dead, don't destroy it!　You may be thinking of destroying it for now, but you absolutely cannot!　Be patient!

"............

　Now, I've given Senri a good warning.
　I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I've seen it before. It was a lot of effort.

　But ...... you're right. I've come up with a quick solution.


　First, get on the ground. From a distance, Senri's Annihilation blows up the castle's basement.
　The power of the dead might explode out of control, but we'll do it from a distance so we'll be fine. The castle will be gone, but [Descend] won't complain. Just pretend you don't know and leave.
　It's a shame we won't be able to get the spare Night Crystals, but we'll give up.

It's the people like you who come by force that are the most terrifying!　I'm sure you're not the only one.

　I have my own sense of adventure, but right now I need to get home and get some blood from Senri.

　I can't reach the night crystal, which should be nearby, and my stomach hurts, my back hurts, my head hurts, and Senri is dangerous, so my spirits are already low.

　In general, Lord is long-winded. In other words, he's self-righteous.


　Because he doesn't look around, he is betrayed by me and by Lu. Please explain so that even an idiot can understand.

　After sending a silent thought to him, Lord finally gave up and sighed deeply.

"End, this is the magic circle of reincarnation. It's a technique that gathers the power of the dead and forces them to change the curse of the undead.

　You've finally gotten to the point. Forcing the undead to change ......?
　The Lord turned me from a human corpse into an undead being powered by the power of death through a curse. I'm not sure what you mean by changing the undead even more.

　The only demons that appear are golems, not undead.
　The Lord snorted in amusement as I frowned, trying to decide when to tell Senri.


This is a campaign to change the curse of the ...... skeletons into the curse of the freshmen. This castle is, in a manner of speaking, a place of ritual.

　So I told you, the Shadow King made the wrong choice. The Lord shrugs.

　But I don't understand what the Lord is saying.

　Turning a bone man into a flesh and blood ...... man?　For what purpose?　
　It is true that Senri once said that the Demon Lord of the Void Shadow was an undead member of the Bone People family. But what reason would an undead who has mutated to the point of being called the Demon Lord have to change himself?
　Lord's words suggest that the very purpose for which this castle was built was a ritual.

　Indeed, I've always wondered.
　It is said that the Demon Lord of the False Shadow had the power to hide his presence from the Demise Knight. If that's the case, it shouldn't be too difficult to escape even if the location of the castle is discovered and the Demise Knights target you. It's not like me where you can run away and still be chased.

　In spite of this,......, the Demon King was destroyed in this castle. It is possible that the Knights of the Demise were too strong because we don't know what was going on at the time, but it is hard to imagine that a demon king leading an army could not even escape.


　But before you can even think about it, the Lord looked ahead - in the direction of the crystal night - and said something incredible.




"And the end. The magic circle is still working. The ritual is not yet over. The Dark Lord who reigned over the old world will rise.






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　The king had a divine appearance, just like the night itself.
　A jet-black body that absorbs light. His body was made of bones, but it did not feel the slightest bit weak, and had the majesty of a great tree that had lived for a thousand years.

　Although it didn't have a trace of life, its existence had the transcendence of a stagnant person.

　Far beyond the mutation of skeletons.
　A mage who gained power at the cost of his body. A king of death who swallowed the light and lived in stagnant time.


　The Night Closer.



　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I think it's a good idea.




It was a mistake. No matter how much you hate people and are tired of the world, you should not have abandoned your body.


　His words were very dry.

　It must be a side effect of having come to God in human form.
　Losing my body, losing my life, losing my desire.

　The right arm that had followed him for so long. The Night Ritchie who was created by her power couldn't possibly understand the mind of a god.

　The heart of a former human demon god cannot be understood by the undead he created.

I sympathize with you. But you're as close to night as I've ever seen.


"There is nothing beyond. There is a hatred created by a curse, but I do not know why. It cannot be satisfied. Ah, to complete stagnation, ............ there was nothing for the necromancer (us) to aim for.


　The army of the dead, created by the vast power of magic, was all to comfort the ennui of its king.
　They had memories, but no feelings. All that was left was power. There's nothing the Night Ritchie can do about the king's grief.





"I'll have to leave this body and take it back. Before I become nothing more than a phenomenon...