I Became The Necromancer Of The Academy Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 – 4. Predators

Deia leaves.

In the silence that had returned, I first cleaned up the spilled tea.

The tea spreading irregularly on the floor seemed like a form of Deia’s angry emotions.

‘That type of person has been difficult to deal with since long ago.’

I sigh.

Even when I was attending school before, it was difficult to deal with people who had strong emotions or had large differences in their level.

Because it felt like complete opposites.

But, to my dismay, there were also people who felt frustrated with me and tried to force me to do it, but then got fed up and left, or even got angry.

‘It’s true that I was wrong in this case.’

No, it was Deius’ fault, not mine, but I ended up taking over his body.

It can’t be helped.

Personally, I wanted to build a new relationship with Deia, so I planned to accept those complaints as much as possible.

This could be seen as a way to release the resentment that I learned while dealing with ghosts.

‘It’s family.’

My relationship with my family in my past life couldn’t be said to be good even with empty words.

My maternal grandmother is a shaman.

My mother hated my grandmother so much.

My mother hated the idea of ​​me seeing ghosts, and when she told me that I would have to become a shaman to live up to my life, she sent me to my grandmother’s house.

Nevertheless, my father often came to see me.

I don’t know the details, but my dad was working as a manager at a large factory.

Every time my dad came to visit me, the number of ghosts that seemed to be employees behind me increased one by one.

I was young at the time and asked about it without thinking.

Dad looked frightened and stopped looking for me.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t lonely.

If you don’t have any illusions about family, you’re just ridiculously fooling yourself.

“I think I can do a little better this time.”

With that promise, I put the car away, composed myself, and sat down again.

I don’t have to go to work or prepare for lectures, but I’m still busy.

‘It’s a pity that I couldn’t bring the items I was researching.’

If I had known this would happen, I should not have used the tools provided by the academy.

I had no choice but to leave the research results behind because they were all academy supplies.

‘I have to use my personal items even if it costs money.’

Even so, he was not financially well-off.

While I simply promise to do so in the future if I have the money, I open my palm and begin to call in mana onto it.

The blue mana, bubbling and bouncing like bubbles, soon turns black.

The purple mana began to come together one by one, creating a beautiful circle.

The important thing is the white light inside the sphere. The light surrounded by black mana, like the sediment of a rice cake, was the embodiment of the soul.

Whose?

Of course it’s mine.

‘To be precise, the soul is protected by mana.’

In this world, it was called black magic.

On this continent, black magic is something to be avoided and is a subject that should not be learned carelessly, but I had no choice but to learn it.

Because Deius’ pitifully untalented body cannot be of any help in preventing the disaster that will come to this continent.

No matter how hard I try, the protagonist’s colleagues are all superior compatible in other aspects.

For example, when it comes to simple magic, it is not enough even compared to my fiancée, Erica Bright.

Because she has the potential to reach the level of being an archmage.

Even when it comes to helping financially, the Verdi family is not very special.

Although they make a living in the northern outskirts, in the eyes of the central nobles, they are just one of many idiots.

At least they are treated well because they stop the immigrants who constantly attack from the border.

The method that I could use to help the main character, or more accurately, to survive in this manga game, was black magic.

I was very talented in that field.

I want to be precise here.

It’s not that Deius Verdi had talent, but a person named ‘Kim Shin-woo’ was overflowing with talent.

In black magic, there were countless types of magic that dealt with the dead, such as necromantic magic and curses.

A study aimed at inflicting pain, cursing, and complete destruction on others.

Since it was a study created solely for self-interest, it was prohibited by law in the kingdom, but it was not difficult to obtain it because it was secretly traded in the city where Lovern was located.

‘I have mastered the basics of necromancy.’

Everyone who lives on this continent has at least a little bit of mana accumulated in their bodies.

Because there is a slight amount of mana mixed in the air of the continent.

If you can accumulate more of it than others and change it within yourself, you are a wizard.

In a word, it is safe to say that people live in mana throughout their lives.

Is your body simply soaked in mana?

no.

The human soul also lives its entire life soaked in mana, and the necromancy I am trying to use is based on this.

[Kelkelkel! Verdi’s asshole! You’re back!]

[Just watch me get scolded by my little sister!]

[It’s obvious! He’s a crazy bastard who wants to have s*x with her younger sister!]

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[Tsk tsk tsk tsk! It’s because I showed Deia naked in this bastard’s dream!]

[Where did I learn to ask my sister to suck it just because I showed it to her?]

Damn evil spirits circling around noisily.

‘I’ve thought about it for a while, but there are too many ghosts in this mansion.’

I don’t know what the Verdi family did, but there were so many ghosts in this place that it could easily be called a psychic spot.

“Whoa.”

It went well.

Before I did something like this, Skal came to me in advance.

There was no need to fool a useful ghost.

A hand extends out from the black sphere that surrounds my soul in the palm of my hand.

Sigh!

I exactly snatched one of the souls who were hovering around me and laughing among themselves.

He was the guy who showed Deia’s naked body in a dream.

[Keek! What, what!]

[Now, are you caught?]

The other demons were also surprised, but the expression on the face of the one who was caught was the most interesting thing to see.

I clenched my fist as if to twist it.

Quad deuk!

[Quaaaaaaaaaa!]

A desperate, desperate scream envelops the entire mansion. Isn’t she a very good soprano singer?

Although no one alive can hear it.

For the dead, it would be a noise that disturbs their rest.

“Assemble.”

Ghosts who came after hearing screams from the walls, floor, ceiling, etc.

Some of them simply couldn’t leave and wandered around, but unfortunately, most of them were evil spirits.

[Verdi! Verdi! Verdi!]

There was also a guy who just randomly called out his family name.

[Can’t I just chew my hand once?]

[Well, I like tongue.]

There were also people who were cannibals.

[How cruel! How dare you disturb my rest!]

[Verdi’s bastard? Ha, a person who has no dignity as a noble has returned again.]

There were also people who appeared to be nobles.

All the spirits who were quietly resting or looking for an opportunity gathered in the room.

[Has Verdi’s asshole, who had no talent and only lusted after women, returned?]

[Why didn’t you tell me? How fun it is to enter this bastard’s dream!]

[Kelkelkel! Let’s have fun again, Deius!]

[I need to pee in my sleep once!]

Maybe it’s because they’re dead, but they don’t notice.

Can’t you see the soul caught in mana right now?

“I am not the Deius you know.”

The ghosts’ eyes twitch and look at me, as if they didn’t know I was going to answer.

During the three months I lived in the family, I pretended not to see ghosts, just like in my previous life.

But there is no need for that now.

“The soul contains mana.”

That is why the supernatural phenomena performed by ghosts become tangible.

“In other words,”

The captured evil spirit is absorbed and disappears.

A black sphere made of mana was swirling small in the palm of my hand.

“It means that you are all lumps of mana with will.”

[Run away!]

The quick-witted noble soul immediately turned around, but it was already too late.

The moment you entered this room, there was no future for you.

The dead are beautiful only when they remain dead.

I declared, tightening my hands with a bitter sneer.

“All the waste you thought was useless, at least one thing is helpful.”

Souls begin to be sucked into the sphere. They were screaming to run away, but they could not overcome the suction force and were sucked into the sphere.

I feel mana welling up throughout my body. The weakened power of those who used to manipulate mana like wizards or knights came back as sweet as gourmet food.

An action that cannot be done to the souls of the academy.

“It has decreased somewhat.”

Is it because the ghosts’ mana dwells with me?

I thought all the ghosts in the mansion had come to visit, but that wasn’t the case at all.

Rather, the people who came were all just evil spirits who looked like idiots.

“You lousy bastards.”

Clenching my fists, I declared.

“I’ll eat it all.”

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