The Strongest Necromancer with Evolutionary Abilities

Chapter 60: Port city Muriel and Carlos Alben

Chapter 60: Port city Muriel and Carlos Alben

"Stop! Enough!"

Upon hearing Tolman's voice from behind, I released the grip on the opponent's throat.

The defeated opponent collapsed to the ground, his face bruised and battered.

"Ugh."

Even though he was a knight school student, it was only natural for him to be disoriented after taking a blow to the jaw without any prior preparation.

If he had been on guard, channeling mana in advance, the situation might have been different. But who would have expected a mage to approach and throw punches first?

'A brilliant tactical move, striking the weak point.'

...I tried to express it with effort.

I absolutely don't have a penchant for provocation.

"Student Adrias Cromwell."

Approaching me with a strange gaze, Tolman spoke.

He examined the fallen Aslan and said, "I clearly instructed you to stop attacking the defenseless opponent before the match began, didn't I?"

"Professor, I also have something to say regarding that matter."

"What is it?"

"As you can see, I am a mage, and my opponent is a knight school student. I did my best to strike him without underestimating him, only to defend myself. If I hadn't launched a desperate attack against my approaching opponent, I would have been the one getting hit."

It made no sense for a knight and a mage to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Of course, there are some exceptions, but they are not common, especially when someone like Tolman is present.

Tolman sighed and nodded his head.

"You have a point. I accept your defense."

He then turned to the assistant who served as the referee.

"The winner is Adrias Cromwell."

"Yes, Professor."

Shortly after, Aslan was taken to the infirmary for treatment.

I quickly obtained the schedule for the next match from the assistant and descended from the arena.

Honestly, if Aslan had handled the situation a bit more calmly, the match could have been prolonged, but it's just a hypothetical assumption.

'It was an easy win.'

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"Wow... What is that?"

Lucia's voice sounded a bit dumbfounded, but Vivianne could understand her.

To be honest, even Vivianne wondered what she was seeing.

"That's a mage, right?"

"Yeah, Adrias is a mage."

"Not that, I mean, is that really a mage throwing punches like that?"

Vivianne was well aware of Adrias's true abilities, so she never thought he would lose.

However, she never expected him to win in such a way.

What was even more bizarre was that Adrias' movements, as reflected in her eyes, were anything but ordinary.

'His body movements are concise and agile, just like a swordsman's...'

Soon after, Vivianne witnessed Tolman intervening and confirming Adrias as the winner.

"Adrias-senpai, I've never seen you like that before. Where are you going?"

"I have to prepare now."

"Huh? Oh, you're participating in the tournament?"

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Muriel, the harbor city, was a bustling port with numerous ships coming and going, living up to its reputation as a harbor city. It wasn't originally a large city, but it naturally developed due to its high population flow.

As a famous place, there was a direct train from the capital that took only five hours, considering the distance.

'There are so many people.'

I hadn't expected to visit so early.

Normally, I planned to attend the auction in Muriel next year.

'Muriel has two auctions.'

One was the auction held in the sunlight, the Golden Gala.

The other was the auction I was targeting, the Money Flowing Night at the auction house in the entertainment district.

The commonality between the two auctions was that you had to be invited to attend.

And they were both held on the same day.

So, since I didn't receive an invitation, I couldn't attend the Golden Gala, which was regrettable.

The city, with the sea clearly visible, was full of vitality.

On a lively weekend, I decided to take a look around before heading somewhere. However, before I could go anywhere, I unexpectedly came face to face with someone.

"Hey! Adrias, no, Sir Cromwell!"

Even his flowing black hair looked handsome. He was a man dressed lightly in a simple chest protector and leather armor, and he greeted me with a warm smile.

"Well, I never expected to run into you in a place like this. How many years has it been?"

He was Carlos Alben, Dianne Alben's older brother and the eldest son of the Alben family. If I say that it was all because of him that I learned about the existence of terrorists, it wouldn't be an exaggeration, but I wondered if he knew that.

As Carlos hadn't seen me since I became a Count, he felt awkward to use formal language, but it was actually more burdensome for me.

"Carlos hyungnim, you can just speak comfortably. If anything, I feel burdened."

"No, no. That wouldn't do. I am also the eldest son of the Alben family and have received the honor of a knight. How can I casually address Sir Cromwell, who holds a higher rank than me?"

He had a mischievous expression as he subtly teased me with his words. I ended up bowing my head and properly greeted him.

"Anyway, it's nice to see you after such a long time. I never expected to meet you in a place like this."

"That's right. Did you come here for something specific?"

"Yes. But I had an appointment at night, so I had some free time."

"That's great! No, I mean, that's great. Then let's go there together."

Carlos pointed his finger towards the building where the Golden Gala was held.

So, he came to the auction house. And it was fortunate that he not only met me but also invited me to join him.

As the eldest son of the Alben family, he probably had an invitation card. I was curious about it, and now I had the opportunity to enter together with him.

"I won't decline."

"Let's go right away!"

There was no problem entering the auction house. As expected, he had the invitation card, and I was able to enter without any restrictions as his companion.

'Just as I expected from the Alben family.'

The place I was guided to was an individual room reserved for VIPs. It was located on the second floor, and since it was a room, I couldn't see who the other participants on the second floor were.

As I looked ahead, I saw a glass window that allowed me to observe the tightly packed seats on the first floor. The auction was already well underway, and the VIP room had a separate tablet installed, providing detailed explanations of the auction items.

There seemed to be a lot of items prepared for the coded symbols, but just in case, I decided to carefully observe each item as they were presented.

"If you find something you like, let me know," Carlos said to me as I checked the tablet.

Could it be that he's even willing to buy it for me?

Half jokingly, half seriously, I asked, "Are you offering to buy it for me?"

"Of course," he replied.

As I stared blankly at Carlos, who answered so readily, he continued speaking.

"I should at least do that much for the savior of my life."