A Fallen Knight-Lost art of Necromancy

Dark clouds gathered in the sky and the weather became unusually windy today. At a distance, you could see a man walking towards a dilapidated church. The church was in shambles with its old pillars and walls surrounded by creepers and vines. If not for the cross that was engraved on the entrance, anyone could easily disguise it as a shady building where people used to worship Satan.

The man was wearing a formal set of black uniform. Though his face was covered with a black mask, it could not hide the handsomeness of him. He was a tall and strapped man. His coat was fluttering because of wind and his voice, but it did not affect him. He maintained his calm composure and entered the church.

The church was decent from the inside. It had good artwork on its windows, and you could also see sculptures of Mary and Jesus. It was intricately decorated that gave a holy vibe but the man knew best that this holy place had witnessed most of the horrific and brutal deeds. As he was immersed in his thoughts, a Parson came from one of the restrooms inside the church.

"Young man welcome to the house of God". Parson spoke amicably but there was a glint in his eyes which was gone in an instant but the young man managed to see it, however, he acted as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Good evening Parson Norman. How have you been all this time? Please forgive me for not coming early to greet you", the man said.

The person laughed happily but it disgusted the other man. Parson Norman was a big burly man and had crooked teeth. It was best that he became a parson and never married because even if he wanted to marry, no woman would be interested in him. He had a pathetic round face with a short neck, and it made him seem like a human face ball. The man behind the mask was practically gagging inside but he maintained his composure from outside.

"No worries child. I am healthy and very much delighted to see you."

"Parson Norman I assume you know why I am here" the man addressed.

The smile on the parson's face froze for an instant but he resumed his smile in the next second. "Sure, I know what you are seeking and would love to help you, but you know the rules."

"I understand Parson Norman and in return for your help, I have prepared a gift for you. I hope you will like it" the man spoke calmly.

"So considerate of you child. I will ask blessings for your share from the almighty god".

...

The man and the person discussed something for an hour.

The parson was so engrossed in his discussion that he did not notice that a youthful frail man was staring at him from the creaked open church's door. He saw various emotions on the parson's face such as Rage, sorrow, sadness, yearning, murderous, sadism, and many more however the boy remained indifferent and maintained a void expression on his face. It was as if he was seeing a stray animal but the clenched fist on his side betrayed him. His nails were practically digging in his palms. Nobody knew what he was thinking, but there the glint in his eyes made one shudder.

Nobody knew what they were talking about, not even the young boy standing beside the window. The man had probably cast a spell while they were talking so that even if anyone wanted to eavesdrop, they cannot do so. Nevertheless, the frail boy didn't intend to do so.

Parson laughed loudly for some reason and then the faint voices could be heard in the room. The man had removed the spell. "Child, I have sincerely helped you and now I do not have any other help to offer."

"I am grateful for Parson Norman's help and will surely return your sincerity. Jeff" He called out.

Soon a young boy around 19 years with a fair complexion and soft features entered inside the church and stood beside the man. As soon as he saw the man the person was full of smiles and his eyes glinted.

"Ah! Parson Norman allowed me to introduce him to you. This young boy is Jeff, and he is an orphan. My last mission was to kill some traitors and unfortunately, his parents were also involved in some conspiracy so I had to kill them, but I couldn't bring myself to kill this boy and kept him by my side for one year. Initially, I thought I could train him to be a soldier but as you can see this boy here has a frail body and thus is incapable to be a soldier. So, I suggested him to be a Parson and he accepted it so I bought him over here so you can train him. I am sure under your guidance this boy will surely become a great Parson and will help people just as you have helped them till now. I only wish happiness for this child because he has suffered a great ordeal. I hope Parson Norman you will treat him like your son and will take him as your disciple."

Parson Norman was smiling amicably but the glint in his eyes was saying another thing. "Don't you worry. I will take him under my wings and guide him to be a person full of morals and virtue". The person replied happily

"That is great. I am thankful for your kindness Parson. This boy Jeff is usually a quiet and obedient child and will not trouble you. In case of trouble just drop me a message I will surely come to resolve it. Now if you allow Parson Norman. I have to leave" and with that, the young man went back leaving Jeff under the care of Parson Norman.

"Come Jeff. You would be hungry and exhausted from traveling. It's almost time for supper let me show you your room" and with that, the Parson helped the young boy and provided a set of keys to him showing him a room.

"Thank you, Parson Norman" Jeff said shyly.

Seeing his shy demeanor made Parson very happy. "No worries child. Let us call it a day and I will teach you from tomorrow onwards" and with that Parson went to his room. He failed to notice but Jeff who was quiet and shy earlier now had a menacing expression on his face.

"Parson Norman!"

huh!

He chuckled eerily under his breath and then he too went inside his room.

The man removed his mask and a finely crafted face was revealed. Who else it could be if not for righteous Rune. "Parson huh? Count your days you bastard and pay for your sins now"