The Ruined Death Knight

"How come they came to such a conclusion? I mean, you are..."

Danzel in response shrugged his shoulders before sitting on a small bed.

"An undead? Well, that's one reason." He said while staring at Shiro.

"Apparently our actions and looks are close to 2 gods that those natives believe in."

Pointing his finger at Shiro, he continued.

"You Shiro, they take you as the god called White Life because of your long hair and for the fact that you healed that one guy's arm. And though I ain't too sure, some of those natives might worship you as the god who brought life."

He then pointed at himself.

"While for me, they believe of me being the god of death and that brings the cold, called Harsch Death. Honestly, so idiotic." Danzel shook his head.

Although 4th-tier existences could be seen as god-like figures to the common man as they held strength far more immense that their own imagination,

It was far, very far from the truth.

"If they mistake us for those two though, what about the real gods that they believe in?" Shiro asked, somewhat confused by the idea of being considered a god.

"Though I ain't too sure if those two gods exist or not as they themself don't know of them. But if they do exist, they definitely have no gods. As the very existence of a god can't possibly exist." Danzel said with a cold voice.

Hearing that, Shiro tilted her head in further confusion.

"Huh? What about the goddess that some humans believe? I heard that believers can learn holy magic from the goddess. If a god doesn't exist...what about that goddess?" Shiro asked.

"Ah, you are talking about the goddess of the Sacred Cross, right? Well, I personally don't think that the so-called goddess is god by itself. A demi-god or existence with immense strength, but a god? There is no such thing." Danzel spoke full of confidence.

"In the first place, a god should be a supreme being full of omnipotence. Though even such being must have been created by something else." He said before staring at Shiro.

"Calling something with immense power a god is fundamentally wrong. In my opinion, the limit that a being can achieve is the level of a demigod. Though the weaker the people are, the less power it requires to classify something with such strength."

"After all, even without using your magic, Shiro. You could probably break someone's arm if you want to and restore their limbs. To them apparently, that some godlike feats, well, at least the latter one is."

"...So what are we going to do about this?" She asked.

"About what?"

"About them thinking of us being gods! Are we going to pretend to be them? And what if they find out? What will we do then!?" Shiro yelled while pointing at Danzel who shrugged his shoulders.

"Nothing."

"Huh?" Shiro repeated confusedly.

"We are going to do nothing. There isn't even a need to satisfy their curiosity. They can think of us as gods or not. In the end, it doesn't change their situation. Though if you want them to go and worship you, well... I won't say anything about your fetishes. I heard from Vanessa that some people have few, for the better or the worse." Danzel said.

"I-I have no such fetish!" Shiro yelled as she has risen up and pointed her finger at Danzel with anger.

"I know, but it wouldn't take long for one to be created." Danzel said with a serious voice.

"Though we won't give them a direct answer, it would be beneficial for us to be thought of as some kind of divinity. And with me taking the role of death and you the role of life, there is bound of people that will try to get on your good side."

"What I am telling you is, don't get too comfortable with those people and don't grow attachment to them or worse, confuse yourself into their beliefs. We are simply here to get information and resources to continue our travel." He said before bringing out the meat from his storage ring.

"Here eat."

Pouting her cheeks, Shiro took the meat and stared at it with a bitter smile.

"That meat again?"

"I don't have much of that meat, though other than the ice troll provisions, that's about it with your food. And I doubt that this village would be able to give us much of any food." Danzel shook his head.

He internally thought that the undead had it best.

No need to scavenge or trouble yourself with useless tasks such as searching for and consuming food.

​ Though he always wondered how it felt to taste something when he watched Shiro eat or sleep felt, he was still glad to be undead to avoid those things.

"After you eat, let's work on your necromancy a bit more."

And before long, the session of teaching necromancy began while under the roof of their newly claimed house.

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Just like usual, they spend several hours working out Shiro's necromancy. Which mainly focused on her getting accustomed to dead mana.

At this point, Shiro could safely use dead mana around her body without getting injured, but Danzel still forbade her to use dead mana on her eyes as he deemed it too early for her.

Shiro of course pouted at that but she still heard of the big bad undead that he was.

Danzel expected, if things continued like that, she would get the [Sense of the Damned] spell in a week or two. At worst he expected 3 weeks, but considering their tremendous improvement of hers, two weeks should be enough for her.

As for the Anabast, this time they couldn't attend the session as he put the 4 to look around the Vashara village walls and Baron to look around the mountain.

And Shiro now went to sleep, leaving Danzel to his own bidding.

He once again was glad to be a tireless undead.

'I can't see how people see that as a curse...' He thought internally.

Though in times he yearned to try stuff that only the livings out of curiosity and boredom, he still liked the tireless and unstarving state of himself.

Walking out of the house with his [Phantom Phase] so as to not wake up Shiro with his armor.

Though before he left, he picked two particular weapons that he had gained interest in.

And those, in particular, are the Overseer's long sword and the black ice spike of that man.

*Puah, Puah, Puah~

Walking further away from the house and stepping on top of the snow, with one weapon to the left and one to the right hand.

He raised and pierced the black ice spike into the ground. Which was easily done despite the ground being of stone.

"Let's confirm this first..." He mumbled before raising the Overseer sword and swinging it to the side against the dark ice spike.

*Ting!!!

The collusion created sparks and a loud sound similar to two metals clashing with each other.

"No damage huh..." He said as he stared at the Overseer's long sword and the dark ice spike.

Though he felt it before as he clashed against these weapons, seeing that merely some ice was so sturdy, it did incur his surprise.

Touching the dark ice spike, he opens its description for his ethereal eyes to witness.

[Life Leeching Ice Vein Spike]: A piece of ice that has been thoroughly corrupted with a huge amount of mana and miasma. The corruption inside the ice turned to black veins of miasma, which upon contact, severely drains one's vitality. The amount of mana made it tougher than any steal of its native lands. Together with how it's shaped, it's a deadly spike for both enemy and user alike.

...

Reading the description of the dark ice spike, Danzel was surprised to see miasma inside the ice. Though he could feel it, miasma usually would dissipate without a corpse or generally death around.

The nature of ice is generally made out of...well, the ice and water elemental. And it had nothing to do with death.

"I have to see where guys got this weapon." Danzel said while making a mental note to himself before looking at the Overseer stuff.

Opening the Overseer sword, he was surprised to see the new name of the sword and its effects.

[Death Knight's Overseer's Eternal Sword]: A high-quality sword taken from a knight by the Death Knight known as Rue Danzel, who modified the sword with his ominous runes that drew both the winter and the enemies blood to the sword while being incredibly durable. Also though the rune of [Rune of Þolian Repent], the will of the Draugr named Overseer runs through the blade. Holding an eternal will to follow his creator and master. The Soul inside the long sword despite its lack of strength, managed to manifest the will and state of his dying body to his enemies. [Flames of Eternal Will-Weak], [Watch Over Will], and [Undead Wielder].

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"Impressive, but..."

Danzel was honestly shocked at the effects the rune brought.

But what made him feel somewhat bad was the sincerity of his will shown in the description.

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