May Soul Dissonance Bow Before Me

Chapter 20

Grigori stood up and turned to face the hall. She seemed particularly offended about something. Her reddish-brown-grey eyes seemed to glow as she stared at some people from the TBOAH!World.
"There seem to be some among you who fail to understand that the success and survival of the TCF!World was only possible thanks to the efforts, support, and alliances of all the people working together to save their homes. Rather than clinging to the prejudices and misplaced stereotypes of a past written by villainous victors... I think it will be valuable for you all to know something that many people still have yet to realize."

It seemed strange that Grigori was being so firm about something when she was usually so gentle and treated them all so tenderly. Grigori clasped her hand in front of herself and took a deep breath, closing her eyes. She seemed to be trying to compose herself before reopening her eyes and looking somewhat calmer.

"Alright, everyone, please listen to what I have to say about Necromancers." She noticed the surprised flinching from three people, but no one else had any reaction to her announcement. Grigori continued after giving the guests time to mentally prepare themselves.
"Necromancers are referred to as people who use dead mana to control dead bones to fight. They are humans with a darkness attribute. They are anatomists and technicians, experts on the human body and death, as they mainly put the bones from corpses together for their use. A person who absorbs dead mana can become either a Necromancer or a Black Mage."

Grigori's gaze swept across the entire hall before she continued. "Just like Dark Elves, Necromancers are a part of nature, Black Mages, however, are not." Her declaration was firm, unwavering, and completely indisputable.
"The Queen of Death, also known as the final necromancer, believed that there was a way for black magic to intermingle with nature as well. She stated that; "There is a reason for everything that exists in the world. There has to be a way for black magic to not be evil." She is also the one who stood against the Black Mages and promised to kill Tower Master Bernard from the Alchemists' Bell Tower at the end of his life to stop him."

TCF!Hannah grinned viciously and looked toward TCF!Mary to lightly pat her shoulder, offering her friend support and praise for her part in defeating that Lich. However, there were many people from the TBOAH!World who frowned in confusion at Grigori's words.
"Sir Bernard was able to control people with his black magic. Such actions go against the laws of nature. He is the one to have killed the last necromancer, the Queen of Death. He is also the one to continue to lead the black mages in the past to kill the Dark Elves as well as the necromancers."
"What?!" TBOAH!Tasha gasped in shock and horror, TBOAH!Mary immediately reached out and clasped TBOAH!Tasha's hand to help anchor and compose herself.

Grigori's expression lost some of its tension and turned a little gentler.
"Necromancers were weaker than black mages at the time. There were significant differences between black mages and necromancers who could only handle bones. Even though the word, 'black,' was with it, they could still imitate nature and use magic. Unlike magic used by Dark Elves, which is a part of nature, black magic has its unique aura of death."

Several people from the TBOAH!World shuddered, and Grigori unfolded her clasped hands and continued to address the guests.
"None of you can understand the pains Necromancers go through every second they are alive. Unlike them who choose to be in pain from the dead mana, black mages do not experience this pain, but in return, they can no longer be considered human..." Grigori looked toward TBOAH!Mary and TCF!Mary.
"Necromancers are survivors. As Cale-hyung and Raon once said, Mary is a hero... she is incredible and without any doubt or question she is brave and very cool!"

Receiving praise from the Goddess herself was something neither Mary's from both timelines had ever considered happening. Still, something fluttered in her chest, and she felt her cheeks grow warm.
"I think everyone here can agree that experiencing pain and grief that is so overwhelming that it makes you sick all the way down to your very core, and then surviving through it, is something worthy of praise and deserving of great respect." Grigori declared proudly.
"Likewise, someone who repays goodwill with malice or ungratefulness is scum." She added nonchalantly.