Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur was pleased by the shock look over their faces.

"Do you grow them or what?" one of the necromancers couldn't help but ask in deep shock and obvious fear.

After all, no matter how mighty and special you were, in front of death one couldn't feel anything but fear.

"None of your business," Arthur's swift and calm answer showed his calm and confident domineer to them. "All I want is just talk, as friends for now and collaborators for later."

"Hahaha, you seek our power, right?" one of the necromancers laughed before adding in an amusement tone, "Tell, what price do you plan to pay for us? How much gold will you give each of us to fight on your side in this battle?"

"I don't need your help in this battle," Arthur shook his head before adding, "and I don't deal in money. I have more valuable currency to the three of you."

"Gold is the most precious currency for us!" however the one who laughed changed his face and tone. It seemed he got angry from what Arthur just said. "We won't accept that offer of yours no matter what!"

"Who said you have the liberty to deny my offer?" however Arthur didn't show any sign of weakness. Instead he started to take out his tools.

An old looking cart appeared with many bowls and brushes on it. "Hold it steady," he said to one of the originals who simply nodded in obedience and did what he was told like a good servant.

A mighty original was turned to just a low servant, that was another shocking scene to the three necromancers.

However what Arthur did next made them all vigilant.

"You… do you plan to enslave us?" one of them roared in anger while the other two turned their bodies and attention towards Arthur.

Arthur was making his runes. "Oh, you know the runes and arrays very well… That's impressive," he laughed without stopping his hands from what he was doing.

"Then your words from before were just fake?" another one asked as if he wanted to negotiate.

However Arthur felt he was buying time more than asking for negotiations. So he didn't even bother to answer him and kept preparing his runes.

He planned to enslave them as the last resort if they didn't swear their allegiance to him. As the three watched him working in such efficiency and speed, they became more restless.

"Say your offer then," one of them said in distressed tone, "we will consider it this time for real."

"Why don't I sense any sincerity in that?" Arthur didn't even look at the necromancer before adding, "fine, I'll tell you my offer. In return I won't stop making my runes. If your answer didn't appeal to me then I won't speak with you again with words. Is that clear?"

He started to show them his true domineer and self at this moment. He wasn't someone who could be played with or fooled this easily.

They didn't really intend on taking his offer. They just wanted to buy more time for their forces far away to come here and save them.

Arthur didn't care about that. He got the intel from Gege moments ago. She told him about the change in the skeleton army behavior and shifting their attention towards her.

They were coming. But even if the strongest high clans came with their armies at this moment, Arthur wouldn't stop what he was doing for that.

If they wanted to fight, then Arthur would gladly accompany them to the end. He was sure of his win over them. At the end of the day, these three necromancers would end up as his minions.

One way or another they would submit to him. He didn't want to enslave them, but this was the best last resort he had in mind.

"We agree," one of them said, but Arthur didn't hurriedly speak to them.

"Gege…" he simply muttered and the next moment Gege told him the news.

'Nothing changed!' she said.

"So you are taking me for a fool, aren't you?" this time he turned his gaze towards them as he stopped what he was doing. His gazes, merely from his gazes, the three necromancers felt great fear and intimidation.

He didn't blink even once for a whole minute. "Do you think I wouldn't know? Trying to sweet talk your lives away from me, and sending all your skeletons to here while we speak. I have to admit, this is just the lousiest plan I've ever seen for ages!"

Their faces dropped the moment he said these words. They never imagined for him to see through their plans this clearly and fast.

As they got caught in the act, they couldn't help but stay silent for a long minute. During which Arthur kept making large number of ruins before saying:

"What? Won't kneel on the ground and ask for my forgiveness then?"

His words added more bitterness to the necromancers. One of them couldn't take it anymore before he shouted in rage:

"We never succumb to anyone!"

"That's not because you have pride in your race," in return to such rage, Arthur calmly said, "it's because no one before truly asked you for your loyalty, right?"

He hammered on the right spot while his words played on the right notes of their hearts. "What do you mean by that?" one of them couldn't help but ask while the other two remained all silent.

"I can provide what others can't," Arthur said while working on his runes like he didn't care about their response, "and coincidentally enough, this is something you also desire so much."

"Which is?" a necromancer asked and Arthur stayed silent for long minutes. He was playing with their nerves. As he stayed silent, they couldn't finally take such deafening and stressing silence.

"Can't you tell us what you have in mind?" a necromancer shouted in rage while others looked angry as well.

"Well, what do you desire most?" Despite their impatience, Arthur kept pushing them over the limit, "what is the thing you'll pay anything to have?"

The three exchanged silent glances while their eyes looked red at the moment. they didn't know how this could be a way of negotiation when the other part didn't say anything at all about his real offer.

"It's death energy," Arthur finally spilled what he had in mind, "I can provide you infinite death energy and allow you to summon endless skeletons and even let them evolve in constant fighting."

"No one can give such a promise!" one of the necromancers blurted what he had in mind out loud, "this is impossible!"

"Not for me," yet Arthur simply shrugged, "I can promise then because… simply enough, I can!"

His words left deep impression inside the three necromancers before one of them asked:

"Aren't you afraid of getting cursed? Be like us? Or get the wrath of gods?"

"Screw gods," at this moment Arthur stopped what he was doing and raised his head towards the one speaking, "I'm already at war with those despicable gods of this universe!"