"What! really? Can you save her?" They looked at me as if I were there last hope.
"What are you saying, Zack. This is not a joke."
"I am not sure but at least I can try" Dad didn't say anything.
π»πππ'π ππππππππππ’. The skill which I got when I defeated the Lich. It was different from normal necromancy. In normal necromancy, the quality of undead depended on the level of the being it had before death but Leon's necromancy was different, the level didn't affect the quality of the undead but it had 2 drawbacks. First, a dead body cannot be made into an undead if their soul had dissipated. Second, the necromancer had to sacrifice his/her mp to make an undead. The mp was deducted permanently. The higher the mp used the better the quality.
Sherry's soul had not dissipated yet. If I were to supply a huge amount of mp then it might be possible to revive her. I used the skill on her.
100mp- there were only weak bones.
500mp- her bone became stronger and thicker.
1000mp- She became a zombie but the body had many scars and stitches.
2000mp- All the scars and stitches disappeared.
3500mp- Her skin color turned back to normal.
5000mp- She returned to how she looked before or even more beautiful. She had become taller and her body had matured. She looked 18 years old.
She soon opened her eyes. Everyone was nervous if it was successful or not.
"What happened why is everyone here. What happened to the wolves."
Sherry's parents hugged her tightly and started crying. She was confused about what happened. When her parents had calmed down I explained to everyone what I did.
I had become Sherry's master now she was no longer a human but a zombie. A zombie lord at that. Zombie lords were the highest form of zombie. If a zombie lord bites a human(dead or alive) they would turn into a zombie and she could control all the zombie. Their lives are connected to me that is their master. As long as I live the zombies live and when I die zombies would die too.
My life is her life that was what it was. She could no longer use magic but she had a huge boost in physical strength. Her regeneration abilities were so strong that even if her head were to be chopped off she won't die.
On our way back to our house, our parents were walking in the front while we were walking at the back. "Thank you for saving me." She said. I could feel her breath on my face. It smelled sweet. "I was just repaying my debt," I said without looking at her. We didn't talk after that.
It wasn't that we went back to how we used to be. I had no feeling attached when I revived her, It was just a sense of responsibility. I was just repaying her for when she had saved me in the dungeon. It continued like usual we never talked after that. She sometimes peeked a glance at me but I didn't bother to say anything. I no longer felt anything towards her. Neither love nor anger. Our lives were connected but still, no connected. She was just another person of this world who I had come across.
Despite all that I had a lingering thought.
( If she hadn't saved me in the dungeon, would I have revived her on that day.)