Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　The extraordinary transformation surgery that Alicia underwent had an impact far beyond the boundaries of the Fire Moth, even alarming Moros, who was deep within the demiplane and immersed in research on the legendary spell [Soul Torrent].

　Given the unique and deep bond between the Pink Fairy and the necromancer, and considering that she had already visited Moros's territory, a meeting naturally became a matter of course.

　Thus, after completing the super-transformation surgery and becoming a fusion warrior, this cute pink-haired girl, with the authority granted to her by Moros, opened a demiplane portal to the true territory of the necromancers.

　Stepping into this land of death steeped in negative energy, and gazing at the cemetery city shrouded in thick black clouds, a complex and indescribable light flashed in the eyes of the pink fairy.

　"Oh dear, no matter how many times I visit, this deathly silence always makes it hard to feel happy."

　Alicia spoke softly, her voice sounding particularly clear and melodious in the dim and quiet environment.

　"Kacha~Kacha~"

　Just as she was about to take a step toward the Magic Guild to find her beloved old friend, a strange sound broke the surrounding tranquility.

　The pink fairy looked in the direction of the sound and saw a skeleton servant dressed in an exquisite suit slowly enter her line of sight.

　"Moros?"

　She called out tentatively in a soft voice, her tone a mixture of expectation and uncertainty.

　"it's me."

　The necromancer's familiar yet unique voice answered her.

　It pierced through the skeleton servant's hollow chest cavity and clearly reached Alicia's ears.

　"What are you doing?"

　Miss Pink Fairy's eyes widened, her mind filled with a mixture of curiosity and doubt.

　She had never seen Moros appear in this form before, and this sudden change surprised and amazed her.

　"Oh, you said this."

　Seemingly seeing through Alicia's thoughts, the necromancer explained casually.

　"This is a little trick I recently developed that allows me to project my will into the bodies of my undead subordinates through the mental link I have with them. This way, I can communicate with you or others without actually showing myself."

　After briefly explaining the situation of the skeleton servant to Alicia, Moros naturally steered the conversation to the main topic.

　“Come with me, Ellie, I have a lot to talk to you about.”

　Upon hearing this, a gentle ripple appeared in Alicia's azure eyes.

　She nodded slightly, then followed lightly behind the skeleton servant.

　In this tranquil city deeply imbued with the magic of death, her pink figure, like an elf flitting through the shadows, brought a vivid and lively touch to this desolate place.

　As the two went deeper into the room, Alicia's gaze was gradually drawn to the surrounding scenery.

　Since that fleeting glimpse, for various reasons, she has been unable to set foot in this mysterious realm again.

　This makes every scene before your eyes seem both novel and familiar, like reliving an old dream while also bringing new discoveries.

　The magical buildings, arranged in a staggered pattern, shimmered with an eerie and captivating light under the fluorescent green glow of the spells.

　The dappled shadows they cast added a touch of mystery to the city.

　Along the streets, withered vines intertwine with cold stone pillars, creating a series of picturesque scenes of time's vicissitudes.

　The most eye-catching creatures are the undead that roam freely in the streets.

　They come in various shapes and have unique characteristics.

　Some were skeletal archers wielding bone longbows, their skulls crackling with dark green soul fire.

　Some are elegant yet deadly vampire counts, draped in jet-black cloaks and wielding enchanted greatswords.

　Occasionally, one could catch glimpses of a great lich with a skull staff floating beside him and a dense aura of death magic surrounding him, as well as the Grim Reaper clad in black robes and wielding a massive enchanted scythe.

　The presence of these undead creatures added an indescribable depth and terror to the city.

　Looking up at the sky, the city of cemeteries was shrouded in a thick, almost solidified black cloud of death, a canopy formed purely from the magic of death.

　It was heavy

　The oppressive atmosphere hanging over the city brought an indescribable sense of suffocation and despair.

　Within this dark cloud, translucent vengeful spirits darted back and forth, emitting mournful and desperate wails.

　Those ghostly dragons, shrouded in black mist, occasionally let out deep and awe-inspiring roars.

　The roar of the ghostly dragon and the wails of the vengeful spirits intertwined, weaving a symphony of death and despair that echoed over the city of the dead.

　Compared to her last visit, Alicia keenly noticed that the number of undead soldiers in the city had increased, and their quality had also improved.

　If this improvement were placed under the benchmark of extraordinary beings like the Herrscher, it might not seem so dazzling.

　But please don't forget that Miss Pink Fairy has long mingled in human society and has a deep understanding of the power of the mortal world.

　In her view, if human armies are used as the benchmark...

　Therefore, the undead army today is undoubtedly more deadly and invincible than the army of the dead I saw during my last visit.

　With Alicia's intelligence, she naturally understood what this change meant.

　Moros...

　Whispering to herself, the pink fairy quickened her pace unconsciously.

　After traversing several winding streets, the two arrived at the Magic Guild, the hall where necromancers lived and explored the path of magic.

　"Welcome to my territory, Ellie."

　Just then, a warm and familiar voice rang directly in Alicia's ear.

　Alicia looked up and saw a figure quietly emerge from the guild's deep shadows.

　It was her beloved, the necromancer Morros.

　Hi, I'm here again!

　The moment Alicia saw Moros, a flawless smile instantly bloomed on her face.

　She waved her arms lightly, like a traveler who had just finished a long journey and finally returned to her warm home, every movement revealing her anticipation and happiness at the reunion.

　As she moved, a faint fragrance seemed to truly fill the air.

　That was Alicia's unique scent, like the fragrance of flowers in the morning dew, fresh and captivating.

　This fragrance not only permeated the air, but also quietly seeped into Moros's heart, dispelling the fatigue and restlessness he had accumulated from his long immersion in magical research.

　He involuntarily took a few steps forward, his eyes filled with deep affection and longing for Alicia.

　He tentatively reached out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly with excitement.

　This cautiousness contained unwavering determination and persistence.

　Driven by this intense desire, Moros had only one thought in his mind.

　That is to hug her tightly, to lock this hard-won warmth and beauty in one's own arms, and never let go again.

Chapter 391 Spending Time with Alicia

　As the distance between the two closed, an indescribable tenderness and anticipation quietly filled the air.

　When Moros was about to embrace her, Alicia neither dodged nor refused.

　She simply stood there quietly, her azure eyes shimmering with a gentle light.

　"uh-huh"

　With her lips slightly parted, the pink fairy hummed a melodious tune.

　Her sweet smile was like a newly blossoming flower, flawless and radiant.

　She winked playfully at Moros, her eyes full of mischief and tenderness, like the warmest spring sunshine, piercing through the gloom of the city shrouded in death and shining deep into the necromancer's heart.

　Feeling this encouragement and love from Alicia, Moros felt an irresistible surge of emotion.

　Without further hesitation, he bravely stepped forward and pulled Alicia tightly into his arms.

　This embrace seemed to shut out all their weariness and worries from the outside world, leaving only the sound of their heartbeats and warm breaths mingling in their ears.

　In Moros's embrace, Alicia's full and mature body conveyed a reassuring touch, making the embrace feel even more real and profound.

　He could clearly feel the temperature of her body and the softness that belonged only to her.

　At this moment, all external disturbances seem so insignificant; only each other's existence is the most important thing.

　After a long while, Moros released the pink fairy's alluring body, and a genuine smile appeared on his face.

　His gaze fell gently on her face, and he spoke with a smile.

　"Ellie, although it's getting late, I still have to say it..."

　Before he finished speaking, and without the necromancer making any move, the ornately decorated arcane door behind him, its surface engraved with countless tiny magical runes, opened silently.

　This scene is completely different from the past.

　Once upon a time, as a legendary spellcaster who had not yet reached the realm of high-level legends, Moros needed to rely on complex hand gestures and precise incantations to open...

　Open this magical door leading to the depths of the Magic Guild.

　Now, with his magical skills improving day by day, all of this has become easy and natural.

　"Welcome home."

　These four simple yet heartwarming words contain profound and complex emotions; they represent his most sincere promise and love for her.

　"Wow~"

　Upon hearing this, the pink fairy's eyes widened instantly.

　She took a light step forward, almost touching Moros, and began to scrutinize him carefully with an almost critical yet loving gaze.

　His serious expression made it seem as if he were truly conducting a meticulous "identity verification".

　"what happened?"

　The necromancer was somewhat puzzled by her sudden action.

　"I'm checking to see if you've been switched with someone else."

　Alicia responded playfully, a sly smile playing on her lips.

　Upon hearing this, Moros was taken aback for a moment, but then couldn't help but chuckle at the pink fairy's childlike joke.

　His eyes sparkled with doting affection as he gently pinched Alicia's nose and chuckled.

　"It seems I have to stay vigilant at all times, lest I really be switched by you, you little devil."

　"Oh dear, that won't do!"

　Alicia let out a soft gasp of surprise, then immediately put on her playful expression, as if she were having a heartwarming and fun interactive game with Moros.

　"How could you so easily break the fairy's elaborate plan? Well, since you've put it that way, I'll reluctantly make you my guardian~"

　As she spoke, she naturally took Moros's arm.

　The soft, warm touch from his arm sent a warm feeling through the necromancer's heart.

　He looked down at Alicia, his smile widening.

　The next day, early in the morning.

　"Well……"

　Moros let out a satisfied groan, the soft, warm touch on his cheek making him involuntarily rub against it.

　"ah!"

　Immediately, he heard a clear, melodious exclamation, tinged with a hint of shyness and joy.

　Then, two slender fingers gently pinched his cheeks, with a hint of playfulness and intimacy, and tugged at them lightly.

　If it were anyone else, such an action might have already enraged Moros.

　But at this moment, the necromancer felt only warmth and happiness.

　He did not open his eyes, but chose to remain immersed in the tranquility and beauty created by Alicia, allowing his soul to be completely relaxed and purified.

　Nestled in that comforting embrace, savoring the faint milky aroma in the air, Moros felt incredibly at ease and content.

　"A new day begins with a wonderful encounter."

　The familiar and gentle voice rang out again, softly touching Moros's heartstrings.