Chapter 849
Professor Rasimi’s Early Exit
Professor Rasimi sighed again.
He never expected that he, a distinguished professor at the Spirit Tower, would one day be arrested for stealing corpses…
As a “Netherwalker,” his occupational abilities were rendered unusable during the Ascension Ritual. This was because the environment itself was the Dream Realm, preventing him from gaining an advantage through entering dreams.
Thus, he could only rely on his basic profession, the extraordinary skills of a Necromancer, for combat.
What should a Necromancer do?
Naturally, rummage through some corpses…
…What else? Fight using only the supportive Preservation Technique and Petrification Spell?
Yet, this technologically advanced city had a rather complete funeral tradition.
Professor Rasimi spent a long time searching with his Spirit Seeking Method but found no wild spirits or bodies buried without a funeral.
– He roughly realized that this was not some fabricated city.
If his guess was correct, this should be Avalon’s “future.” Among human nations, only Avalon could have such a density of Bishops, and the people on the streets generally spoke with an Avalon-esque tone.
He had no choice but to find fresh remains at a hospital.
Where in this city would there definitely be fresh corpses, recently deceased and not yet buried, other than the hospital with the largest foot traffic?
Thus, Professor Rasimi infiltrated the largest hospital in the city.
Perhaps because this city had too large a population—even larger than Leipzig’s—the hospital was also teeming with people. After all, the sheer number of Bishops stationed in this city meant their daily recovered mana was insufficient to heal everyone.
Professor Rasimi discovered a large number of corpses in the morgue and his spirits immediately lifted.
Indeed, there’s always a way out!
He used Necromancy, extracting the souls from those corpses to become his spiritual guards.
However, when Professor Rasimi had only completed the sixth one, he was suddenly apprehended.
The apprehension squad was astonishingly large—
There were at least six Arbiters of the Fourth Tier, and judging by their formation, at least one high-ranking figure with a “Grand” title was present, with even a Red Cardinal overseeing. Outside, there were at least twenty Law Masters of the Fourth Tier providing escort—his casting abilities were sealed on sight, and his body was covered in silver runes.
Professor Rasimi offered no resistance whatsoever.
His first reaction was: Was the identity I’m using a wanted criminal?
…I only stole a few ordinary people’s corpses.
What heavenly law did I break?
Professor Rasimi swore that among the corpses he converted, not a single one belonged to an Extraordinary!
They could only become spiritual guards because he endowed them with Twilight Power.
– Even if I committed corpse theft, isn’t this scale absurd!
He wasn’t even confined to an interrogation room at the Inspection Bureau.
Instead, he was directly sent to the Inspection Department. They transported him heavily guarded, even causing him to miss several chances to choose.
Although he didn’t know much about Avalon, Professor Rasimi was aware… the Inspection Department was not a regular public security agency; it was akin to Star Antimony’s “Secret Chamber,” a department for spies and counter-espionage.
…How did I become a spy?
Professor Rasimi was quite indignant.
But when he was interrogated, he suddenly understood—
“Under the gaze of the Silver Crown Dragon, all lies you speak will be exposed. Odvar Rasimi, who ordered you to desecrate the corpse of the former Finance Minister? What were you trying to do by stealing his body?”
The silvery white True Fire had already been lit, and the Grand Guardian, with a stern expression, asked.
At that moment, Professor Rasimi couldn’t hold back.
“—Why is your minister an Ordinary Person? Why was his body in the hospital?”
You guys are something else!
Such a high-ranking official should have died in his own mansion or at church!
What use is a hospital!
“Do not answer a question with another question! Answer truthfully—why did you use Necromancy to desecrate the former Finance Minister’s corpse? What were you trying to do by stealing his body?”
“I didn’t know he was there, I just wanted to do some undead defense… and no one ordered me to…”
Professor Rasimi didn’t recognize the True Fire, but he guessed the function of that lamp and spoke truthfully: “I didn’t even touch the corpses of Extraordinarys, I just planned to find a few commoner corpses… I don’t even know this Finance Minister… I just couldn’t find any corpses, so I thought the hospital might have some…”
The True Fire indicated that everything he said was true.
At that moment, the tense atmosphere immediately relaxed considerably, and even the Grand Guardian conducting the interrogation sighed with relief and leaned back, his body involuntarily relaxing.
Clearly, stealing a corpse and attempting to control a minister—especially the Finance Minister, were two entirely different matters.
“Are you from the Spirit Tower?”
The Grand Guardian’s tone softened, and he looked Professor Rasimi up and down: “A teacher from the Spirit Tower?”
…Spirit Tower?
Does Avalon also have a Spirit Tower?
Or did the Spirit Tower move to Avalon?
“Yes, a professor.”
Rasimi was somewhat surprised but stressed: “I didn’t know… that there was a minister’s corpse inside. I’m willing to apologize and compensate, so can you let me go first? I have something to do…”
“I’m afraid not, Professor Rasimi.”
The Grand Guardian shook his head regretfully: “We still need to conduct further investigations—your accent suggests you’re from Red Fortress?”
…Red Fortress?
Hearing this, Rasimi froze, realizing something.
For a moment, his expression contorted. He felt like laughing, yet also like crying.
His features twisted like a clown’s, but eventually, they slowly returned to calmness.
Rasimi shook his head and emphasized, “I am from Star Antimony.”
“Oh…”
The Grand Guardian nodded thoughtfully and signaled the scribe beside him to record this statement: “So you came to Camelot hoping to restore the former Star Antimony?”
“…No.”
Professor Rasimi paused: “Since Star Antimony has perished… so be it.
“I may be able to reanimate a dead body, but I cannot resurrect a dead nation.”
The True Fire in front of him showed no anomalies throughout.
“Understood.”
The Grand Guardian nodded, then stood up: “Just in case, we’ll need to conduct a test on you later—we cannot permit Blood Slaves to stay in our territory long-term, so please cooperate. As for the matter of the corpse, we will treat it as corpse theft. A fine will be sent to the Spirit Tower later for Principal Lore to review before deciding whether to impose administrative penalties on you.
“By the way, I hope that after this incident, you will apologize to the family.”
“Yes. No problem.”
Professor Rasimi nodded, watching the Grand Guardian leave with the True Fire.
At the door, the Grand Guardian turned back: “Oh, right…
“I know the Spirit Tower’s corpse allocation is indeed a bit low. But please understand—there are not many enthusiastic citizens willing to donate their bodies after death. I understand your actions, but your actions themselves will make people more resistant to Necromancers. Reputation is cultivated by oneself, wouldn’t you agree?”
With that, the Grand Guardian pushed open the door and left.
Following him, everyone else also left one by one. As the last person left, they placed a cup of warm water on his desk.
Professor Rasimi stared at the cup of water, silent for a long time.
Suddenly, he felt the entire world shaking—
—An earthquake?
No, that’s not right…
He realized his dream was thinning.
His Ascension Ritual was no longer stable—he was being awakened from outside!
So, the well-prepared Professor Rasimi immediately raised his cuffed hands and shouted, “I surrender, I forfeit!”
About two to three seconds later, a young voice sounded in his ear: “Okay, I accept.”
The next moment, his dream finally collapsed and disintegrated.
He suddenly woke up in reality, his body tense.
Blood Coral was sitting by the bed, driving a needle deep under the nail of his little finger—this was the fastest method of awakening with minimal harm to the body.
“How did it go?”
Blood Coral frowned, releasing his hand: “I hope the news from your end wasn’t too smooth—”
“Ye-yes…”
Professor Rasimi said slowly, a strong sense of nausea and vomiting overwhelming him.
Followed by intense, piercing pain!
Actively surrendering during the Ascension Ritual was better than being forcibly awakened. The latter, without special measures, would at least result in severe injuries, or even death.
However, accepting the penalty for failure was not easy either—
Amidst agonizing screams, his skin suddenly bulged. Forming small, sharp cone-like tents, as if an invisible awl was piercing from within!
His skin shattered and bled, and his more fragile eyes, nostrils, and ears began to bleed.
It felt as if worms were crawling within his muscles, and his flesh and blood visibly writhed.
At this moment, Blood Coral fed him a bottle of potion, then forcefully tilted his head back and bit his neck, forcibly administering it to him.
With the potion’s healing and the neck bite’s pain-relieving effect, Professor Rasimi quickly calmed down.
He looked like he had suffered a severe illness, having lost at least twenty pounds. His eyes held visible exhaustion… but at least he survived.
“I’ve set up a silencing barrier, it won’t attract pursuers.”
Blood Coral comforted him: “The pursuers might arrive in another hour or two, so I had to wake you—thankfully, we prepared a Soul Revival Potion. It’s a shame, though… we wasted a precious revival medicine.”
…Actually, with two more hours, I might have succeeded.
Professor Rasimi wanted to say this.
But he thought about his points and decided not to brag.
– This Ascension was very risky because the pursuers could find their trace at any moment.
But there was no other way.
They were all Fourth Tier, and they couldn’t create a gap… especially with the enemy being numerous. Only after one of them completed the Ascension could they completely escape danger.
Fortunately, Blood Coral had taken a precious Soul Revival Potion when she left. It could be used specifically to heal the soul damage caused by being forcibly awakened from an Ascension Ritual, or by failing an Ascension without dying.
It was Red Phase’s private stash, originally intended to be used when ambushing Avalon’s Old Meg, but it wasn’t used. So she kept it with her—and when fleeing, of course, she would take all her valuables.
Although this potion could save their lives during a Five to Six ritual, they were out of time.
Pursuers could arrive at any moment, so Professor Rasimi had to attempt a forced Ascension—if he couldn’t make it and had to be awakened forcefully, or if he made it but was going to lose, at least the potion could save his life. Once successful, with a Fifth Tier Extraordinary, they could immediately turn back and counter-attack those Fourth Tier Child of the Moon pursuers.
“At least it’s better than being killed in my sleep and only discovering I was dead after the Ascension Ritual was over…”
Professor Rasimi sighed: “Thank you, Blood Coral. You actually used it on me…”
“…If you died, I would have died too.”
Blood Coral said helplessly: “The Child of the Moon cannot move freely on the sea… we can only rely on you to break through their ship.”
“Yes, leave it to me. You just protect our ship.”
Professor Rasimi nodded.
However, it was a pity…
“…I wanted to see that future again.”
Professor Rasimi felt that future was very important.
But there was no more time…
He gritted his teeth and grabbed Blood Coral’s arm: “Listen, I might forget what happened in the dream at any moment. You prepare the ritual first, and I’ll tell you what I remember. Just listen…”
(End of this chapter)
