I have one more World of Warcraft Necromancer than you

"Tch, only an 8-slot herb bag? I now have 12 traveler's bags. And almost 2 gold coins left!"

Lorraine was smug and dismissed Lilith's comment.

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"An 8-slot herb bag can keep herbs alive, just like a material bag for enchanting. They have different uses and are of different values. You're going to Serbercher anyway, and the herb bag is a quest reward. Why shouldn't you take it?"

The teacher has an obsessive desire for all the bags. Is it because they can be sold for money, or is the magic backpack really that valuable?

Or is the teacher actually a woman who always wants handbags?

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"What are you thinking about? Get to Undercity and report for duty! Did the guy you were doing this shady deal with tell you your teacher is about to kick the bucket?"

"What is PY trading? Teacher, are you saying that you started lying to me, saying that if I didn't go looking for your things, they would disappear?"

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The apprentice pretended not to understand, and the teacher hesitated whether he should be frank and open. Now, Luo Lin, the "man in the bottle," felt like an outsider.

The offensive and defensive strategies have shifted, and the situation is unfavorable.

The apprentice no longer needs a teacher...

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In the past, he could know what his apprentice was thinking, but now the situation has changed, yet he can still sense what his apprentice is thinking.

But everything about necromancy was like a black fog preventing him from exploring it.

When a student has a blind spot, the teacher feels a sense of crisis.

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Rolin wanted his apprentice to be more honest with him, such as what the Will of Death had said to his apprentice and what agreements had been made with him.

Did he tell him about body control?

But he himself can't be completely honest, so why should he expect his apprentice to be?

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"That wasn't deception. I really need you to retrieve my body parts so I can regain some power. Didn't that big shot tell you that?"

"That demon told me that if I find parts of your body, I can borrow your power. If I don't find all your parts soon, you will disappear, and I will lose my magic and never be able to become a necromancer... Is that true, teacher?"

"This...he's not a demon, you can't call that being that. He's very powerful...you can't talk nonsense..."

Luo Lin was still shaken; he hadn't expected the Will of Death to say such a thing.

Who will disappear?

Could it be that my apprentice is lying to me...?

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"The power he bestowed upon me requires the sacrifice of souls. And it requires vengeful spirits; the stronger the negative emotions of the vengeful spirit, the more potent the effect. What is this if not the work of a demon? He threatened me that I must retrieve your body parts as soon as possible, or he would make you disappear prematurely."

“He said we were one, and if I died, you would disappear too, so I accepted his power... even if it meant losing my mind.”

"Teacher, is what the devil said true?"

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Luo Lin didn't know how to answer his disciple, and feeling guilty, he could only give a vague answer:

"He's really not a demon! He's far more powerful than a demon... Anyway, I wouldn't lie to you..."

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"Even your teacher doesn't know if what that being said is true. The power he gave was indeed very strong, and I don't know if finding the part of my body will restore or give me back my past power."

"Take it one step at a time. Only by becoming stronger can we achieve true freedom; otherwise, we'll forever remain tools to be manipulated..."

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This situation is quite specific...

Rowling didn't know how to explain it.

He was quite afraid that Lorraine would expose him.

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Actually, Lorraine hadn't understood her teacher's words for a long time. Lorraine often didn't care much about being lied to; actions spoke louder than words...

He and his teacher had been through thick and thin together for some time.

Until that unknown voice appeared yesterday, he had complete trust and reliance on his teacher.

Especially after the experience of being possessed and nearly dying last time.

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Now he knew of another truly terrifying being, a voice that was omnipresent and could truly grant him power.

Although there will be some costs involved.

That voice sounded more like a demon!

The teacher is more like a partner and guide, offering Lorraine guidance in terms of knowledge and experience.

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But "the forgotten can never trust anyone..."

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This was the last piece of advice left by that extraordinary being before he vanished. It applies to everyone here, including that demon, and also to his own teacher.

Ugh...

The apprentice's mindset underwent a subtle change; he didn't know whether it was growth or sorrow.

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There are less than three days left.

The teacher will not disappear within three days.

If the teacher fails to recover one of his eyes within three days, he will be punished by losing his sight.

This is what the demon told him.

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The demon said that the teacher ignored its punishment for his own sake.

He didn't understand why the teacher was being punished because of him, Lorraine.

Would it be detrimental to the teacher if he found his eyes?

There's something wrong here!

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Did the demon make me lose an eye in order to force the teacher to take action?

It said that because the teacher didn't follow instructions, I was punished directly to force me to regain my body for the teacher!

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"Wait, I think I've grabbed something?"

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"Catch my ass! Stop thinking nonsense, you silly apprentice. You are now a special necromancer, a scout for the Horde, and a vanguard of the Forsaken. You won't die with me by your side. Even if you do lose me someday, don't give up on yourself! And never sell your soul to some so-called demon for power."

Rolin wanted to stop his apprentice from touching the truth, although he wasn't sure if that truth was a trap or a game set by the Will of Death.

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"Freedom and glory only have value when power is in one's own hands."

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"Oh..."

Interrupted by the teacher, Lorraine could only shake her head in frustration.

He wanted to spill the water out of his head and throw away those chaotic and disordered thoughts.

All I ask for is a true sense of freedom for the dead.

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Time was running out, even though there was no countdown timer above my head. The teacher called it a timed task.

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I carefully put away the three letters and tidied up my belongings.

Lorraine immediately headed towards Undercity, eager to find the Weapon Master and complete the quest.

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The teacher said that you can learn how to use weapons from the Weapon Master.

Lorraine wondered: What kind of weapons do mages need to learn... Don't mages fight using spells?

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Having been to Undercity once, there's no need to take detours on the way; simply cross the airship tower and head straight for the sewer entrance.

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The sewer entrances were not only undefended, but there were also watchtowers nearby offering views of the Scarlet Crusade. The Scarlet recruits there were unaware that they were standing guard above the city of the dead...

It seems that a conflict between the Scarlet Crusade and the Forsaken is inevitable.

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Clearing my mind of distractions, I crawled into the sewers and soon arrived at the Undercity military district.

The weapons master stood at the corner of the military zone's moat, next to many wooden mannequins used for weapons training.

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When he arrived in Undercity, he learned that mages could also wield one-handed swords and daggers.

He even wanted to learn how to use heavy weapons like hammers and axes.

Because weapons master Archibald said he would teach anything as long as you paid him.

He was a master weapon maker in the imperial court during his lifetime.

He was proficient in all kinds of weapons, including swords, spears, clubs, whips, maces, hammers, claws, and even grappling hooks...

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In reality, the monk was stabbing with a sharp blade.

It seems like no skill is needed, just brute force!

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The principle of gathering magic power through a staff is the same as that of gathering magic power through a one-handed sword or dagger. The difference is that when holding a one-handed sword or dagger, you can have an additional off-hand item in your other hand.

It is usually a spellbook or a magic orb.

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However, learning how to use weapons is not the main purpose of this trip; ordinary undead warriors or thieves must learn to fight with various weapons.

They also need to learn how to use bows and arrows and firearms...

Although Abbaski, the court weapon master of Undercity, is said to be a jack-of-all-trades, he actually seems to only know how to use crossbows, one-handed swords, two-handed swords, daggers, and polearms.

To learn how to use a bow, gauntlets, and axe, you need to go to Orgrimmar.

To learn how to use a staff, hammer, or gun, you need to go to Thunder Bluff, the homeland of the Tauren.

The fact that an undead priest can wield a one-handed hammer is something that has always puzzled Rowling... Perhaps priests are simply paladins without plate armor, and both are clergy...

None of that matters; they're just fun memories from back then.

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Luo Lin couldn't help but recount his own naiveté to his apprentice, speaking eloquently and vividly about it...

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The apprentice listened absentmindedly.

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His reason for wanting to return to Undercity as soon as possible was not to learn how to use one-handed swords or daggers from the weapon master, not to deliver urgent military intelligence from the Scarlet Crusade, and not to see the headquarters of the Deathwhisperer guild.

He was seeking to report back to the undead seamstress; he wanted the recipe for making linen backpacks... and the secrets of enchanting and magic that the master tailor had mentioned.

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Headed straight to the tailor master's counter in the Magic Zone.

The female undead seamstress remained calm and composed, mending and sewing behind her counter. She was focused on her spinning wheel, never once looking up at Lorraine.

Lorraine could only stare longingly at the emaciated, withered undead woman.

"You've arrived..."