I Became The Necromancer Of The Academy Chapter 151

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Chapter 151 – 151. Each other’s paths

“She is a beautiful woman, wearing dark robes, with a curvaceous body.”

Even though the last lecture of this semester has ended, the students are still gathered in the main auditorium and looking at me standing on the podium.

Today, I deliberately took extra time to give students time to come up with answers about the appearance of the dark spirit.

Since the reward was a valuable item that could not be obtained as a student, such as a ticket to the Millennium Library, everyone rushed to get it, but ultimately failed.

At the point when Aria and Eleanor failed, it was decided that there would be no one who answered correctly.

A noble male student who had been bribing students to obtain information about the Dark Spirit one by one was giving out answers that were quite close to each other.

[Oh, will this child succeed in the end?]

The dark spirit next to me looks at the child who is nodding and talking about himself.

“I’m shorter than the professor, and I’m not as big. “She is an ordinary adult woman.”

As I was listening in silence without answering that I was wrong, an exclamation of “Oh!” came out from the students.

Surely everything has been correct so far.

“The eyes are violet. “The skin is pure white, as if it hasn’t been exposed to sunlight for a long time.”

“hmm.”

“What do you think?”

I nodded slowly to the boy who asked if I had guessed everything.

There is one thing I haven’t said yet.

“Isn’t there one more thing to say?”

“… … yes?”

A male student was embarrassed by my question. It’s not the direction I wanted, but the effort put into finding out the dark spirit’s appearance is quite realistic.

Even in that way, he showed his ability and passion to use it, so I didn’t feel uncomfortable giving compensation.

But shouldn’t the answer be accurate?

“If you look at the Dark Spirit Temple, there is one part that stands out the most. “I haven’t explained that yet.”

“What part stands out?”

“okay.”

“… … .”

A male student biting his lip. He clenches his fists with an expression of resentment and shouts.

“Isn’t this enough! “Don’t you just not like me for finding out this way?”

The boy realizes that he has failed and screams. I understand that he is angry because he used it as a throwaway word while spending quite a lot of money on students to get information about the dark spirit.

I cannot ignore doubts about my fairness.

“Not like that. “I knew right away that you were giving money to other students to infer the appearance of the dark spirits one by one.”

[Yes. Actually, I knew it from the beginning.]

A dark spirit who sympathizes next to you.

No one will hear it but me, so I keep adding to it.

“That is also your individual ability, so it is allowed. But the correct answer must not be wrong.”

Again.

My footsteps echo throughout the main auditorium. I look down at the boy in front of him, who I have reached in just a few steps.

“The biggest feature you can’t miss if you see her. “What is that?”

“… … .”

A stinging silence followed.

When sweat dripped from the boy’s forehead and beaded on his chin, he finally closed his eyes and answered.

“I do not know.”

“Okay, what’s your name?”

“… … “This is Leighton Hellish.”

Hellish family.

It was a place that maintained a close relationship with the royal family.

“Okay, Mr. Layton. “But since you got the closest guess, you’ll get extra points.”

“thank you.”

An expression that is not satisfied with that much. But I immediately put down the rope.

“In the end, there are no students who match the appearance of the Dark Spirit, so the holder of the Millennium Library ticket is still vacant. “I will give this to my class leader.”

“… … !”

The students were noisy and Layton raised his head and looked at me.

Naturally, he received the extra points and now has the highest point.

As the opportunity is not over yet, the students burn their fighting spirit again.

This was one of the ways to boost students’ motivation that Erica mentioned.

“Hey, professor. But can you guess what the last characteristic is?”

Layton, who quickly changed in favor of me, asks me carefully. Well, I won’t be able to use this method next time.

I held out my hand to the dark spirit.

“Catch it.”

[yes?]

A dark spirit with a puzzled expression. First, he slowly extended his hand towards me and the moment our hands overlapped.

As my mana transfers to her, the translucent dark spirit gradually begins to become more distinct in color.

And the elasticity that follows.

“Wow!”

“what! what! “That’s crazy!”

“Did the professor go around with someone like that?”

“You’re my ideal type, noona!”

I overlaid the appearance of a dark spirit using my mana. The startled dark spirit looked around and pointed to himself.

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[Bo, can you see it? Me?]

“I can’t hear your voice.”

A dark spirit looking at me with an expression of bewilderment. I immediately removed my hand from her, and her mana, which was surrounded by her dark spirit, dissipated and her divine form also disappeared.

Amid the sighs of disappointment from the students, I turn my head and look at Layton.

“Now, what did you miss?”

In response to my question, Layton looks dumbfounded and declares surrender.

“I never imagined that he would be covering his mouth with a cloth.”

okay.

If you look at a dark spirit temple, the first thing you will notice is the translucent black cloth covering the entire area under the eyes.

If you can’t say it, it can’t be said to be correct.

“Well, today’s lecture is over. “Please prepare hard for finals.”

It comes down to the bottom of the auditorium. I’ve thrown some tasty food back at you to help you do well on this final exam, so I’m sure you’ll work hard.

For students with top grades, it is a much more realistic goal than matching the appearance of a dark spirit.

As I stepped out of the main auditorium, a dark spirit sticks out his head right next to me.

[What did you just do?]

A look of wide-eyed disbelief.

“I simply gave your soul an appearance with mana. “I took inspiration from hallucination magic.”

Among necromancy, there is magic related to hallucinations, but it is usually used in an aggressive form.

I broke the mold and created the soul in a way that others could see.

It was similar to adding color to an uncolored painting.

“Not only is it quite difficult, but it also consumes a lot of mana, making it impossible for a long period of time. “I can’t even make a sound.”

I add that it is a magic that has many inconveniences, but the dark spirit looks at me with his mouth open.

[You are truly amazing.]

As if he felt something, the dark spirit leaves a long, lingering remark. It was strangely disturbing, so I frowned and looked at the dark spirit temple.

“Owner!”

What was beyond it was Finden Eye. Although she unconsciously followed the figure of the dark spirit priest who naturally left the spot, she followed it with her eyes.

The finden eye is wide, so it takes up the view.

“… … “What’s going on?”

When I look at Findeneye to see something, she says something fussy.

“Was that a dark spirit just now? Is this your first time seeing me in person? Wow, that’s crazy.”

“… … .”

“I was wondering why the owner wasn’t interested in women, and I found out he had another pocket. It’s almost the same as Per Red… … .”

“Do it in moderation.”

I sigh and warn Findenai, and she giggles and nods.

“Sorry, I didn’t know it looked like that.”

Findenai ended the sentence neatly, but I also had a small doubt.

The anxiety that rose in my heart due to the dark spirit death grows a little more when I see Finden Eye.

“Do you have anything to say?”

It was Finden Eye’s specialty to approach someone in a fussy manner and lighten the mood in this way.

She scratches the back of her head, feeling awkward that her actions were being read.

“Why are you making such a fuss about reading other people’s inner thoughts?”

When Erica brought the cake.

Finden Eye was away for a moment, and the atmosphere seemed different from usual from then on.

It seems like he thinks he’s hiding it, but maybe it’s because he had some time to know Findenai.

It was easy to find out.

“That’s it. “They said they haven’t been able to contact our informant in the Clark Republic recently.”

“… … .”

“There’s no news from not only us, but all other resistance groups as well?”

“So what do you want to say?”

It wasn’t like me and I asked as if urging me on. Then, Finden Eye’s eyes trembled slightly as if she was surprised, and she smiled as usual and said,

“Anyway, the owner has to go to his fiancee’s family for a reunion this time, right? Um, so… … “I was wondering if I could go back there for a little while.”

“Can not be done.”

“… … uh?”

Findeneye reacts foolishly to my answer, which cuts off as sharply as a knife. It seemed like he didn’t expect me to answer so sharply.

But it was the same for me too.

I had no idea I would react so sharply. My emotions are fluctuating, and the image of Findeneye, who had visited the Clark Republic once before, comes to mind.

What if there were no mountains?

She would have died on the spot.

“I already sent it once. “Don’t forget our contract, Findeneye.”

“Oh, you know. But there’s no need for me to go to the meeting. “Because Illuania and Owen are there.”

Finden Eye shrugs his shoulders because it feels awkward. She asked, feeling uneasy again as she seemed strangely stubborn.

“what is the problem?”

“… … uh?”

“Say it. “Seeing how stubborn you are, there must be a reason why you have to go.”

“… … .”

Findeneye pursed his lips.

There was no sign of distress. It was evident that he would never open his mouth.

“Say it.”

“I won’t.”

“… … “Say it.”

“I’m sorry, master. I will never do it. Because this is our problem.”

“… … .”

I am not included.

‘we.’

A clearly drawn line.

The atmosphere became heavier.

In the silence, Findenai laughed and shouted.

“Oh, okay. I’m not going. I’m not going. “Anyway, the owner can’t do it without me.”

“… … .”

“I’m going to burn a cigarette or something. “Just look at that much.”

While saying that, Findenai’s shoulders seemed particularly heavy as he left.

* * *

“Seup.”

after.

White smoke exhaling.

I still have about eight cigarettes left of the tobacco that the owner gave me as a gift.

“It tastes good.”

With a bitter smile, Findeneye looks at the tobacco plant hanging between her fingers.

Usually, when I see the beginning of a year, I want to smoke it right away, but strangely, I end up saving up for this one.

It’s probably because the owner gave it to me as a gift. So, without even realizing it, I was cherishing it, even though it was unsightly.

Seup.

Phew.

The smoke from the beginning of the year is exhaled again.

Finden Eye, leaning against the wall in the corner of the alley, slowly looks up at the sky.

The sky appears narrow because it is between buildings.

If you were born here and have only seen the sky like this, you would think that the sky is long and narrow like that.

‘Just like I did.’

For her, life was a struggle. Because she had never experienced freedom, even the meaning of freedom was vague, but she fought for freedom because everyone was shouting for it.

I learned about freedom.

I realized that what I had been experiencing was, in fact, something that could not be called life.

Struggle was not life.

“Whoa.”

Contact with all resistance forces in the Clark Republic has been lost.

Well, it was a familiar thing.

Many of the resistance leaders were killed by the Doberman’s call last time, so I had no interest in suffering one or two more.

The important thing is before the scrap metal dealer crosses the North Wedden Mountains.

Contact was lost with the orphanage where the surviving children were left.

Perhaps rescuers came in there.

“I’m sorry, master.”

If I say so.

I’m sure you’ll try to help me.

He will leave all his important matters behind and follow me.

Even if it isn’t.

Even if you tell the truth, if he doesn’t let you go.

All it does is instill in him an unreasonable sense of guilt for abandoning his children.

So I couldn’t say.

To a man who already carries too much burden.

I didn’t want to put another burden on myself.

– This time I will help you.

The words he said at Lovern’s summer festival linger in my ears. I remember feeling so relieved that I almost held back from impulsively answering.

Sigh.

As if by instinct, I took out a photo from the front pocket of my skirt.

The picture was taken with the same expressionless expression as usual, but the picture on the wall made it look like it had wings on its back.

It was taken by a photographer while we were walking around Claren, the city of artists.

Findeneye’s photo was owned by Deius, and Deius’ photo was owned by Findeneye.

It’s actually a secret, but Findenai often looks at this photo. I always carried it in my arms without anyone knowing.

I don’t even know why.

I just wanted to do that.

“Whoa.”

Findeneye looked down at the photo and finished smoking the cigarette and threw the butt on the floor.

After putting the photo back in my pocket.

Stepping on the tobacco gift given by Deius Verdi.

Findenai exited the narrow alley.

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