Death Rule Mage

Winter and Mia were also watching Matthews, who had been sitting there for most of the night, from under the eaves nearby. Mia turned her head and asked Winter, "Is Big Brother going to be alright like this?"

Winter patted Mia's hand and comforted her, "It's fine. Big Brother is a man. You have to believe he can handle it!"

After dawn the next day, Matthews got up and walked under the eaves. He kicked the two people who had fallen asleep under the eaves awake.

"Ah, Big Brother, you're awake!"

"You're the ones who should be waking up. Go back and get some sleep!"

"Oh!"

After saying that, Matthews went back to his room to sleep.

In the afternoon, Winter left. Mia brought some food for Matthews, and while Matthews was washing up and eating, he said to Mia, "I'm going to the Magic Beast Mountain Range for training next. You should just focus on your studies at the academy!"

"Brother, didn't you just return from training in the Magic Beast Mountain Range last year?"

"If I want to break through from the eighth rank to the ninth rank, I have to go to the Magic Beast Mountain Range. Pressure is the key to growth."

"Alright then!"

Matthews took a wind-style magic book he had previously obtained out of his spatial ring, handed it to Mia, and said, "This is a high-level wind magic book I acquired. Don't slack off on your cultivation while I'm away training!"

After Mia put away the magic book, she nodded. Matthews then handed his gold card to Mia again and continued, "Even though you are with Winter now, a girl should still spend less of a man's money. Although I don't have many gold coins here, it's enough for you to spend."

"If it's not enough, just take a few of my paintings to be auctioned!"

"Brother, the way you say that... it sounds like you're going to be gone for a long time!"

Matthews nodded and continued, "I don't know how long this training trip to the Magic Beast Mountain Range will take."

"Brother—"

Matthews touched her nose again and said to her with a smile, "You're a grown woman now, don't go crying at the drop of a hat!"

"Tch! Who's crying!"

The next day, Matthews took Asolun and was seen off by Mia outside the city, then headed toward the Magic Beast Mountain Range. Along the way, he encountered many young men and women excitedly heading to the Magic Beast Mountain Range for training. Matthews ignored them and simply walked past them at a short distance.

Now a seventh-rank warrior, Matthews did not encounter any assassination attempts from low-level assassins this time. He quickly arrived at the middle section of the Magic Beast Mountain Range. This was generally the area where mid-level magic beasts were active, so Matthews began to be cautious.

Two months later, Matthews was walking toward a valley with Asolun, intending to spend the night on the cliffs of the valley.

"Hmm—"

"What's wrong, Boss?"

Matthews had just sensed fluctuations of a battle, so he said, "There are battle fluctuations not far away. Let's change direction and leave!"

"Boss, we can both fly. Let's go take a look!"

Matthews thought about it and realized that made sense. This was the middle section of the Magic Beast Mountain Range; there wouldn't be any overly powerful magic beasts, and therefore no overly powerful people training here. There shouldn't be any problem with going to take a look!

After Matthews arrived at a high platform, he took out a self-made device to look over there and discovered a necromancer fighting a group of scavenger magic beasts. These creatures were just like the hyenas from his previous world—dirty and annoying.

The population of this type of magic beast was huge, but the female necromancer was surrounded by two archers and a black-armored death knight.

Various low-level skeletons were summoned by her, charging toward these magic beasts without fear of death. Although those low-level undead skeletons were no match for fourth-rank magic beasts, they were overwhelming in number. In Matthews' eyes, those two undead archers were fifth-rank entities.

The black-armored knight guarded the female necromancer, and even the king of the magic beasts could not break through its defense to deal direct damage and interrupt the female necromancer's continued summoning of the undead.

"Boss, are we leaving now?"

Hearing Asolun say this, Matthews said indifferently, "Yeah, there's nothing left to see. That female necromancer has won!"

Matthews couldn't help but sigh; necromancy was truly useful. It was no wonder the original work described necromancer grand magi as being an army unto themselves. Even this fifth-rank female necromancer could summon so many undead. As long as their magic power didn't run out, their army would never cease.

"That's true, if I made a move, I could also finish off these magic beasts very quickly!"

Hearing Asolun's boast, Matthews retorted, "If you, a sixth-rank magic beast, couldn't handle a group of magic beasts whose king is only fifth-rank, that would be embarrassing!"

"Hehe, Boss. Leave the next battle to me!"

Matthews naturally agreed. Asolun was responsible for hunting some sixth-rank magic beasts to provide them with food, as they were about to enter the territory of high-level magic beasts, so they had to make preparations in advance—preparing food ahead of time and smoking the meat products.

If they were in the territory of high-level magic beasts, starting a fire to roast meat would be truly courting death. Right now, with his seventh-rank warrior strength, he could still ensure safety, but Matthews didn't dare guarantee he could handle an eighth-rank magic beast.

Half a day later, the two of them arrived at the territory of the sixth-rank magic beast, the Great Strength Bull Demon. They came here to prepare their next supply of meat. The meat of this magic beast was very popular in the Imperial Capital; the meat on their legs was firm and chewy, making it very suitable for barbecue, while the meat on their backs and bellies was smooth and tender, perfect for steaks.

"Are you ready? I'm going to cause a commotion!"

Seeing his boss ask, Asolun immediately indicated that he was ready.

Matthews immediately channeled his refined water-style magic power and raised his right hand. He saw water-style elements beginning to condense around him, and an ice spear appeared above Matthews' head.

Matthews assumed the javelin-throwing posture he had learned in school. After a lunge and a run-up, the spear carrying the power of ice flew straight toward the herd of bulls. When the ice power rushed into the herd, it exploded immediately. Although Matthews didn't have much magic power in his body, this ice spear didn't have much attack power either.

However, the spreading cold air directly startled the herd that was resting. The herd panicked and began to stampede toward the places they were familiar with.

"The rest is up to you!"

Following Matthews' words, Asolun swooped down and gave chase.

He wasn't stupid; while flying, he released mist, driving the herd into a valley that only had one entrance.

Matthews followed leisurely behind. Asolun would occasionally cast ice magic under the feet of the herd, and after they tripped, he would end the life of a Great Strength Bull Demon with a single water blade spell.

After successively collecting seven or eight Great Strength Bull Demons into his spatial ring, Matthews called for Asolun to stop.

"Boss, how was that? I did a pretty good job, didn't I!"