The Necromancer spoke about losing balance and eventually facing death.
Ian couldn't deny what the Necromancer said.
He looked at the Necromancer for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.
He opened his mouth.
"So, are you going to spout nonsense about me accepting magi?"
"...No. You must not end up like Jeriem. Magi and flames don't go together in the first place. Instead of balancing each other... it's like pouring oil on a fire, making it burn more intensely."
"Then what?"
Ian narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Necromancer.
The Necromancer seemed to have a lot to say.
However, he appeared to be pressed for time, and indeed, parts of his body were dispersing into magi.
The Necromancer spoke hurriedly.
"It's not magi. It's water."
"Water?"
"If you're not Jeriem but similar to him... It should be possible."
"What's possible?"
"Accepting water."
"What does that…?”
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