The Ruined Death Knight-Novel

"Those that mean then-!"

Before Shiro could finish her words, Danzel raised his hand signaling to stop.

"But, we even start, there is a minimum that is required for you. Before that requirement has been met, I won't be teaching you." Danzel said with his voice becoming cold once more.

"What do you mean?" Shiro asked confused, her previous determination and excitement shaking.

"It's simple, really. For me to teach you, you have to learn the "Fly" Spell or something similar to it. You don't know any of such spells, right?"

Danzel question made Shiro fall silent and nodded her head in silence, confirming Danzel's words.

"But why do I need to learn the such spell? The books that you gave me-"

"Lent you." Danzel corrected her sharply.

"...That you lent me, doesn't contain the information of the "Fly" spell. If I were to figure it out by myself, the time that it would take me will be quite a lot. I might not even succeed. Nonetheless, my grandpa told me that such a spell isn't that good or worth it in a fight and that I should spend my time in teleportation magic instead."

Danzel put his hand on his chin, before nodding slowly at Shiro's words.

"What Agares, your grandpa told is correct but at the same time not." Danzel said.

Only after he watched Shiro's confusion did he elaborate.

"Hmm, maybe I wasn't very clear with that. You see, flight magic has an enormous disadvantage against those of the higher tier. In my experience, flying magic can only make you fly so fast, and redirecting your flight isn't instant, which in the end makes you predictable. As one turn could spell your doom."

"Which can make you an easy target for those with ranged attacks. The stronger they are, the more likely for you to be shot down. Of course, if you face weaker opponents that have no such attack methods, they can do nothing against you, or at the very least, their attack pattern is very predictable. Most close-ranged fighters are like this."

"Take off up in the sky and they wouldn't be able to catch you. Even if they jump and try to take a piece of you, if they miss, unless they have some sort of movement spell or ability, they will turn into a free target for your spells. But if your opponent is weaker than you, then learning such a spell is, as your grandfather states, not that worth it as it can expose you to danger." He said before shaking his head.

"But nevertheless, despite all disadvantages, I still see it as a crucial movement tool for all magic casters to have."

He said before turning his head to Baron.

"And you Baron! Don't think that I haven't noticed your habit of mimicking my footwork! That's a bad habit. With how your body is made, you should use your natural flight ability to its fullest and develop your own kind of swordsmanship. Although I promised to teach you my swordsmanship, it was the idea of being inspired by it. Not mimicking it. You understand me?"

"I will heed thee's creator's words." Baron said.

Inside himself doubting himself wherever he could do what his creator asked him or fail the expectations of his creator.

Danzel was able to feel negative thoughts of Baron but decided to say nothing to him and to refocus his attention on Shiro.

"Till then Shiro, teaching you will draw too much focus from the other subjects that you are on and you should know it."

Shiro looked visibly dejected at his words and even more so by the fact that what Danzel said was true.

From teaching the Anabast, learning necromancy from Danzel or the books, trying out what she learned, and learning the language of the fox people from Alka. She basically had no time left to squeeze in another set of training when she already stayed for 18-20 hours awake.

Something that her grandpa never would have allowed her to do. Staying awake for so long to study the wonders of magic. She did it a few times by her grandpa, resulting in getting an earful while also being forbidden to use magic for a whole week.

Alas, for better or worse, Rue didn't seem to care how long she stayed awake. In fact, she suspected that at times he would forget the fact that she had to actually sleep at all.

Though despite staying so long, she still found no time to do anything else.

Leading her to consider wherever she should try and increase the time she was staying awake.

Danzel in turn who was oblivious to her thoughts saw her dejectedness and sighed out loud.

"If you are really that eager, we can push a few of your lessons back and I can teach you the basic of combat. Of course, the true training will begin once you learned-"

"Really!? Thanks, Rue!" Shiro yelled in excitement as she stepped closer to Danzel.

Taking Danzel the surprise by how quickly her expression turned from dejected into life in a matter of seconds.

"Yes, but-"

"Yess!!! No, take back alright!" Shiro said while turning around and running away.

"And sorry for interrupting your training you two! But I got to go, Alka must be waiting for me. See you later you two! And don't forget what you said, Rue! Tomorrow you will teach me!" Shiro said hastily, getting away before Danzel could take back his words.

"...We didn't even discuss my payment. Not even the date of the training." Danzel mumbled as he watched Shiro move away from his sight. His voice fell on deaf ears.

pαпdα Йᴏνê|,сòМ Only being heard by a fellow undead who stayed silent at his creator's grumbles.

"...I can't believe she actually runs away. Should I chase her down and slap her head?" Danzel though was tempted to put his out-loud thoughts into action.

"O thee creator, I doubt that the mistress would survive that." Baron replied in turn in worry.

"Shut up! That was rhetorical!" Danzel yelled, swinging his long sword and releasing a wind blade toward Baron.

Taken by surprise Baron barely raised his shield and protect his front, alas the shield wasn't able to block the whole wind blades cause of its length.

Cutting Baron's hand in the process.

Which regenerated in a matter of seconds.

Beginning another round of training with Baron being continuously cut apart.

***

Walking down the mountain, Shiro couldn't help but feel excited about tomorrow.

'I can finally learn how to fight! I hope Rue isn't too mad though...' Shiro thought to herself.

Her excitement came from the fact that Agares never had really made the attempt to teach how to fight seriously. Although Agares had decided to let her get more accustomed to the idea of killing people if needed. He thought that she was too young.

Considering her race considering those of 25 years old still children, in Agares mind, Shiro was in no way mentally prepared for such things.

Alas, circumstances and Shiro's condition hasten the development of her body, which included her brain.

Shiro as of now was no different from someone who entered their teenage years.

Also being constantly reminded by some incredibly powerful undead of the cruel reality at hand made her feel helpless.

A feeling that she wanted to overcome.

But not at the point abandoning of what was important as of right now.

"Look, the *#&* &*#**, Shiro Life came down!" One of the villagers of Vashara pointed out at Shiro who came down the mountain.

Being stared at by so many while the people talked in a language that she could barely piece together their words made Shiro feel awkward.

Making her hasten her steps toward a certain house.

Meanwhile, the nearby Draugrs walked to her and followed her as bodyguards, driving away the villager in fear of the undead.

"Alright, I will go take my lessons, so you guys can already leave." Shapiro said while pointing at the Draugrs with her staff.

The Draugrs looked at each other before leaving Shiro in front of Alka's house.

Shaking her head at the undead, she knocked on the door of the house.

Which shortly moment after was opened by Alka.

Entering the house and closing the door, suddenly, the shadow of the house started to stretch unnaturally, before rising up and gaining physical form.

As the tallest and oldest Anabast, Talon.

Watching over the house where Shiro was in.