The building of Vert's mansion was put to the side as soon as Vert had realized something extremely important. The zombies slowly began to decay and small parts of their flesh begun to peel off.

Vert searched his mind for a more in-depth explanation for why this was happening, but his knowledge of necromancy has yet to reach this level of understanding apparently. He suddenly realizes something that is the problem the root to this problem.

He has been able to sense a certain waft of magic coming from the zombies and his naiveness had led him to believe that they had the ability to equip magic but this was not the case. They were pure forms of magic made by Vert. They technically have no physical bodies as their bodies are pure mana. As the mana continues to leave their bodies, their bodies begin to dissipate.

He looks down at Sekreath and slightly tilts his head.

'If that's the case, why isn't he dissipating too.'

Sure he used more mana to make Sekreath, but he had also been in the fight with that beast and had used some magic spells to defeat it. This was just not adding up. He decides to take his mind off it for a while and see what Liafa was up to.

He is able to sense her inside of the home they have been sleeping in for now and teleports there. As he opens the door to their room, he sees Liafa sitting beside Emeralda's bed and is she is staring at her.

"What are you doing?"

Liafa was so engrossed with staring at Emeralda that she had not sensed Vert coming into the room and lets out a small yell when he says something.

"Don't scare me like that! I'm just praying to my master for Emeralda to wake up."

Vert puts on a confused look as he had not known that Liafa liked Emeralda so much and the fact that Liafa had come in any contact with her master. Then again, he hasn't known her for that long and there is still much more to learn about her. He thinks of something to say to her but in all honesty, he is worried too.

Emeralda was his first friend and the first person he had experienced feelings with since he had been here. He wanted her to wake up but no matter what he thought about trying to do, all he could do was feel helpless. He decided to just give Liafa a small pat on the head and leave because he was beginning to feel his least favorite emotion, sadness.

As he goes to leave, he can feel the presence of someone new coming close to visual range of the village. He decides not to greet them, but to watch them from afar.

He teleports to a small hill near them and his eyes are flooded with the beauty of the sun setting. He takes a second to appreciate the view but soon is able to sense more people behind the unexpected visitor.

Vert was initially excited to have new people coming into the village, but he soon caught a glimpse of what these people looked like. They were covered in blood and had the same malicious intent of most of the people Vert had faced inside of his room.

He couldn't tell why but he just felt unease looking at them. He decides to not confront them yet and officially greet them at the village. He sends a telepathic command to the zombies telling them not to go outside since they were in a bad state at the current moment.

About 10 minutes pass and the group of people finally arrived at Vert's small village and they all looked dumbfounded. One looked at his map and the man beside him was yelling at him.

"I thought you said this was the town of Exail! This is just some small ass village!"

"I swear this is where it is on the map!"

Vert overhears them yelling and a wave of worriedness rush over him. He hadn't thought of this until now, but what if people came looking for the town of Exail and it wasn't here? Also, what if it was apart of a kingdom and that kingdom comes to investigate why this town just vanished and turned into M.A.A.D. City.

Vert became slightly panicked but was able to regain his cool and figure a way to appeal to these people. If he wasn't mistaken, they had the aura of someone that was running from the law, in essence, a criminal. Maybe he could reason with these people and make them his first citizens?

"Hello, I am Lord Vert. I welcome you to my village."

The biggest guy in the group, assumed to be the leader, looks at Vert disapprovingly and begins to let out a small laugh.

"You hear that boys? We have a Lord here. Where is your army 'Lord Vert'?"

Vert's eyebrows become slightly raised as he is interested in what the man is implying. In the man's head, this 'Lord' is an easy target for his crew of adventures turned bandits. They are all Rank B, so they could easily take down an army of 50 regular soldiers and only lose maybe 1 of their 10 people. He decides he will, in fact, kill this weak 'Lord' now if he doesn't see any type of army.

"I don't have an army because I don't need one."

The whole group of bandits begins to laugh as they all have the same idea as their leader. The malicious intent they were once exerting has turned murderous and is scary enough to make an average man run in fear. Vert notices this and just shakes his head.

"I swear, everything in this damned world wants to kill me. I might have to just take the destruction path and end this soon."