I Became The Necromancer Of The Academy Chapter 167

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Chapter 167 – 167. Return…..Return?!

You can’t deny that it was truly a cozy time.

If we consider this time of losing the body and becoming a soul a dream.

My time with Stella was so sweet that I even felt a desire not to wake up.

It wasn’t just because I enjoyed talking to her. We understood each other, we told everything without secrets, and we had no worries.

This is my first time falling on this continent.

He thought, acted, and spoke only as Kim Shin-woo.

“It’s fun.”

I had no choice but to agree with Stella, who smiled brightly. Because the time I spent with her was truly enjoyable.

“Your world is truly amazing.”

When we spent time together at Elia Convent, we talked about each other’s lives.

It was a time of listening and unfolding like a story.

It was a little different now.

From serious concerns to trivial chatter.

We share thoughts, talk, and express various impressions.

The conversation became even more lively with Velika interjecting and serving as seasoning.

“I realized one thing after meeting you.”

Stella slowly turns her head and looks down at the village beyond. Even though we talked for a long time, the village was still enjoying the festival.

As if only that part is played over and over again.

Maybe that’s why my sense of time felt unclear.

“What?”

Stella slowly leans on my shoulder as if answering my question.

“In the end, I was also human.”

“… … .”

“People shed tears as they looked at my life as a saint, telling me it was noble, and demons admired me for transcending humanity.”

right.

In fact, Magan also made a statement acknowledging Stella.

Aria, who escaped from being a human and became a warrior, and the dark spirit who became a necromancer were in the same context.

“But do you know what?”

Stella carefully buries her face in my shoulder as if whispering a secret.

“It’s not like transcendence.”

“… … .”

“It was the opposite.”

“the opposite?”

“It’s not that she transcended humanity, she just confined herself to the mold of a saint.”

So, they don’t look like the same human being.

Because she confined herself to the mold of a saint, she could not live a normal life like other people.

Stella was saying that to me now.

The moment I hear it, I also know that it is the correct answer. Stella’s enlightenment came only after death.

“Kim Shin-woo, don’t lock yourself up.”

“… … .”

“Don’t regulate yourself in the name of a memorial service. “Don’t give up everything just for that.”

Saint.

Everything for just two letters.

A woman who even abandoned herself.

The same was true for Aria Rias, a warrior, and the Dark Spirit, a necromancer.

But Stella was telling me what they didn’t realize.

“In fact, you are also an ordinary human being. “I can’t judge you just by the name of memorial service.”

“okay.”

Stella slowly lifts her face from my shoulder and her hand calmly touches my cheek.

I entrust my body to her caressing hands as if they are precious.

“You are Kim Shin-woo, the second son of the Verdi family, a professor at Lovern Academy, and the fiancé of Erica Bright.”

Numerous names are pouring in.

All of that was ultimately referring to me.

“I am a precious guest from another dimension.”

The sad smile on Stella’s lips revealed her feelings.

“The person I truly love.”

“… … .”

“You can’t throw it all away and get stuck in one name.”

The afterword, “just like me,” resonates bitterly.

Stella abandoned everything and lived solely as a saint.

As God retrieved her divine power, she lost her name as a saint and lived in tragedy.

Aria was obsessed with being called a hero, and the dark spirit was obsessed with being a necromancer.

In the end, I know how it ended.

That’s why Stella was worried.

I hope that my end will not be a tragedy like theirs.

Memorial temple.

One who comforts the dead.

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Now I had no choice but to admit that I had not been looking at myself.

“Ok, thanks.”

Was the answer satisfactory?

Stella was carefully placed in my arms, and I naturally hugged her as well.

While we were spending such a short time together.

Stella carefully opened her mouth.

“Can you answer me now?”

I knew what I was asking for.

The first question I ended up not answering.

“Why are you fighting for this continent?”

To that question.

Turn your eyes to the night sky for a moment.

My gaze naturally lowers and I look at the land and villages of the continent.

Is it because I’m seeing this kind of scenery?

An answer I would never have given normally.

It burst out with a bright smile.

“Because I-.”

After a long answer, a short answer, a moment of silence.

Stella, who was looking at me blankly, grabbed my shoulder and slowly made eye contact with me. She said she had not expected this at all, but the look on her face made her feel like she had been punched.

side.

Stella came up to me and kissed me on the lips.

It doesn’t linger like Erica, nor is it as intense as Finden Eye.

After a kiss that lasted so briefly that I doubted whether we had really touched.

Stella said, smiling brightly.

“How could I not love you?”

* * *

A week has already passed since I visited the Clark Republic.

The war of nerves between the Kingdom of Griffin and the Republic of Clark continued, and diplomatic issues were becoming more and more serious.

Griffin’s position is that it was the Clark Republic that took the surprise attack first, so they only responded.

However, in the Clark Republic, it didn’t matter because the one who attacked Griffin was the Resistance, which they were also hostile to, and their response was too extreme.

Also, the attitude was that it was your fault that one person got through to you.

In response to this, the protective gear worn by the Doberman was presented as evidence, but the Republic took a shameless stance, saying they were not involved.

Other countries on the continent are watching the two neighboring countries with quite interest.

No one was yet sure whether this confrontation would lead to a dramatic reconciliation or whether it would once again spark a huge war on the quiet continent.

Naturally, voices were raised that the Verdi family, which was guarding the border, should take responsibility for its incompetence.

On the contrary, it was the Verdi family that completely destroyed the Clark Republic, so it appeared ambiguous.

King Orpheus postponed everything, declaring that he would decide between black and white after the situation stabilized, and was busy preparing for a possible war with the Clark Republic.

But here.

In fact, the border area with Clark, North Weden, was surrounded by a quiet silence.

“… … .”

Looking at Deius Verdi lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Deia feels a gloomy feeling digging into her heart.

Fortunately, Darius Verdi woke up from his hospital bed two days ago and was relieved, but Deius still showed no signs of waking up.

It rattled.

At that time, two women opened the door and came in.

Findeneye and Erica Bright.

Both of them come to Deia’s side without saying a word. Findenai, wearing her usual maid’s uniform, changes the scented candle next to Deius.

“He hasn’t woken up yet.”

As Deia spoke calmly, Erica responded by gently placing her hand on her shoulder.

“It’s okay, it’ll wake up soon.”

“It’s already been a week.”

“Owen said he heard about it from a dark spirit. “It’s not like Deius’ soul has rested or left.”

Owen and Iluania, who were in Lovern, also joined here.

From what I heard from Owen, the only person who can communicate with the dark spirit, he said that the soul itself still remains in the body.

For your information, the dark spirit was also always by Deius’ side.

“You’re breathing differently than the first time, and your pulse is racing.”

Findenai was right.

When we first brought Deius in, he was not even breathing, so he was literally as good as dead.

At some point, I suddenly heard a quiet breathing sound, and it was something that could only be described as a miracle of God.

“… … .”

Findeneye, who had obviously been smoking a cigarette just now, but as she was looking at Deius, a desire began to creep in again, she looked out the window.

Outside the mansion, Aria Rias was swinging her sword with ferocious force and training to regain her old senses.

Although Eleanor is a princess, she is currently in the royal family because she crossed the border of the Clark Republic and directly fought in battle.

‘There were a lot of things I wanted to do when we met again.’

Findeneye turns his head from the window and looks at Deius again.

I thought it was a breakup, but it wasn’t.

Just because he came looking for her, Findeneye felt a happiness she had never felt in her life.

Now, even greater sadness than when he was facing his own death was engulfing his entire body.

Just seeing that man lying in bed with his eyes closed makes me so anxious.

The moment you feel that way.

“Hmm.”

The eyes of the four people in the room turn to Deius at the same time.

A low moan.

Everyone was thinking exactly the same thing, even though they couldn’t say anything.

‘please.’

And as if responding to him.

Deius’ eyes, which had been closed for the past week, slowly begin to open.

“Where are you?”

A word uttered in a subdued voice.

That alone makes the four of them aware that something is wrong.

“Oh, my head. what? I definitely… … .”

Deius frowns and looks around. He mutters, his expression contorted as if he had drunk bitter liquor.

“Wow, Mr. “I feel like throwing up.”

In this confusing situation, the only one who came up with the correct answer was Deia.

“Damn Deius?”

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