The Ruined Death Knight-Novel

"...What?"

Hearing what Nersan´rah just said, Danzel tightened his grip on the hilt as he reminisced about the past.

"Yes, if we-"

"I refuse." Danzel said, without giving Nersan´rah any room for negotiation.

Stunned by Danzel's words, Nersan´rah flinched as he saw Danzel turning his back on him and heading towards the circular platform.

"Rue Danzel!" Nersan´rah yelled as stomped his staff towards the floor and released a flood of mana. Forcible gaining Danzel's attention once more.

"Danzel, before you reject my request, hear me out." Nersan´rah said with both his eyes glowing in a dark golden light.

The massive wave of mana that Danzel expected to be attacked of some kind seemed to travel towards the bookshelves, making somewhat relieved and yet caution against Nersan´rah.

Pointing his finger towards Danzel, Nersan´rah said.

"I am going to be honest with you, Danzel. The moment that I learned that you are a runesmith, I wanted you to join my ranks at any cost possible." Nersan´rah said with a cold voice.

"And I will have to apologize to you, for seeing you for just being a runesmith."

"..."

To Danzel, although he couldn´t be sure, he felt that Nersan´rah´s words were sincere.

"I failed to miss how you are someone much greater than I had anticipated. You Danzel have a much greater potential than you might be in belief."

The surrounding mana controlling the sands on the bookshelves suddenly engrossed all books and opened them all at the same time while the pages were rabidly turning one by one.

Opening his hands as he was showcasing the entire room, Nersan´rah continued.

"Though I ain´t skilled with the ways of the sword-like my brother was, out of my brothers I was the greatest magic caster of them all! I might be in the 3rd-tier now, but I know how to break through the bottleneck and reach the 4th-tier! And that I can share that with you."

"I saw how you are capable of magic and I have to say, for someone as strong as you with the sword, your knowledge of magic is lacking. But if you join me! My Knowledge! I promise to teach you everything and make you a magic caster that even my past self couldn´t become!" Nersan´rah said without a hint of hesitation.

One had to know that every magic caster treasured their knowledge, their very own legacy that represents their life works to the point that they were willing to die to share such knowledge with anyone.

And Danzel knew that.

Through the years, he tried many ways to get access with some kind of magic scrolls, but alas with no success. Not only were they rare, but they were also heavily guarded information as it essentially had how a spell worked into the finest of details.

As long as a magic caster had the necessary knowledge to understand the theory of magic, depending on the knowledge, the magic caster could easily learn the spell by just spending some time understanding the magic scroll.

Which was nothing else than sharing one work, one's legacy towards some random person.

Making the creation of magic scrolls to be an unwritten taboo among the magic caster society.

So what Nersan´rah offered him was no different than sharing his legacy and making him his discipline.

"So you are willing to share your knowledge if I were to serve under you?" Danzel asked in his cold voice.

"No, I never mentioned you serving me." Nersan´rah shook his head in disapproval as if he got offended by those words.

"What I want is joining my cause, Danzel."

"You cause, you say? Can you elaborate on that?" Danzel said.

Clenching his hands, Nersan'rah withdraw his mana and made the books close back.

"My goal is none other than to revive and rebuild the legacy that was left from Azur'rah, my father. To create a new empire that once ruled over the desert! That's my goal." Nersan'rah said.

A second later, the wraiths that were previously floating in the air, suddenly received a command from their master.

Flying towards Nersan'rah, they all bent with one known to the ground and their head looking at the floor right behind Him in a straight row.

"That's why Danzel, I want you to be one of the pillars of the new empire that will be created. Given enough time, we two can reach a level that others wouldn't be able to go against us."

"..."

Stating silent, Danzel couldn't make up if Nersan'rah was joking or not.

Actually, he knew he was serious.

Making him der if rejecting such a deal was a good or a bad idea.

In all honestly, the deal was filled with advantages and lacked very many disadvantages. Making him think that there was a catch somewhere that he couldn't see.

What he didn't know though, was that although Nersan'rah offerings his knowledge of a 4th-tier magic caster was too much, all other rewards were commonly offered to recruit a 4th-tier combatant.

As they were a step below the known peak strength that were the people from the 5th-tier, their value is enough to grant them a noble title.

As Danzel wasn't aware of that, such an offer gave him the wrong vibes, making him warier of a loophole.

The offer seemed too good to be true.

But...

"Even after what you offered, Nersan'rah. I will have to reject such an offer."

Not expecting such an answer, Nersan'rah was shocked.

He never had thought that someone would reject an offer in sharing a 4th-tier magic caster's knowledge.

"Can I ask as to why you made such a decision? Was it not enough?" Nersan'ran asked as he couldn't accept Danzel's answer.

Danzel in response shrugged his shoulders.

"It isn't about if what you offer is enough or not, but more of that I never planned to form a party with you."

"Nothing more, nothing else. I have some business to fulfill, so I can't stay here. Maybe when I finished and have nothing else to do, I might consider your offer. But now it's a clear no."

"I see..." Nersan'rah said in a whisper-like tone.

Seeing his expression, Danzel could see how he was frustrated.

Sighting out loud, Nersan'rah raised his hand towards the direction of the bookshelves and ended his mana there.

Similar to before, controlling his mana to use the sands, he pulled out a book and grabbed it by his hand.

After taking a good look at the book, Danzel looked back at Danzel and threw that book toward him.

Seeing that it didn't have mana in it, Danzel determine that it was safe to touch.

Looking at the book, Danzel looked at Nersan with confusion.

"What's..?"

"A present, if you will. Although I would have liked you to join me...I ain't going to force you if you don't want to."

Putting the book away into his storage ring, Danzel looked at Nersan for a few seconds before opening his mouth.

"Although I don't have anything else to comparator you with as of now for the book, let me give you advice as a fellow undead," Danzel said.

"Advice, you say?"

"Yes, although you might already know this, I will still tell it. Every undead has a weakness, be it me or a Death Spirit, they do have a weakness.

While Danzel was speaking with Nersan, two illusion-like figures appear behind her, making his mood to get worsen. Though their faces couldn't be seen as if they were hidden behind a thigh spot.

"And that is of losing their sanity. So whatever you do, stay sane." Saying that Danzel walked towards the circular platform.

Looking where Nersan was standing, the two figures had disappeared, nowhere to be seen.

"If you hear my warning or not, is you to decide."

As the circular platform was accepting, Danzel mumbled to himself.

'"It wasn't that bad..."

Out of those 3 years, Nersan'ran was the first person he found to be comfortable talkking about.

Not because of his character, but because of his nature of being undead.

The unresting hate that was ever-present on the living made his interaction more annoying as talking to someone who you wanted his head to be ahead wasn't that particular you full.

He almost succumbed to Nersan's offer.

But upon thinking about it, wasn't worth the risk.

That's right, risk.

They were multiplreasonsss such as being overpowered in the future.

Other we're in the form of him just not wanting to end up with experience similar situation to that of Hanson.

And his recently absurd quest.

The number 1 reason why he didn't join hands with Nersan was for a simple reason.

And that was him being a [Death Spirit].

Using his status, he could see all the small details.

And similar to the [Gravekeeper], a [Death Spirit] could similarly take the souls of the dead and either nurture them or co troll them based I the type of undead.

The more a [Death Spirit] eat or collected, the less of their sanity will lose.

The last thing he wanted was to have his soul trapped and be at his mercy after losing his sanity.

As the circular platform reached a pathway at the top, Danzel moved towards the next circular platform and made his way towards the exit.