I Became The Necromancer Of The Academy Chapter 81

Chapter 81 – 81. Verdi’s Net

“Where have you been?”

It was Saint Lucia who was waiting for me when I returned from Fernan and returned to Greypond.

The fact that she came dressed in the confident attire of a saint and then spoke more comfortably was proof that she was now used to me.

“You mean I have to keep showing that you and I are having a meeting?”

The actions of the two of us continue to receive attention externally.

It was known to the public that the saint and the priestess spent time together and had in-depth discussions about the future of the kingdom, which was how we spent our time.

Actually, I was just killing time. We’re just together because we need to make sure the citizens know that we’re not hostile.

“There was something that needed to be resolved.”

Lucia’s expression becomes strangely distorted at my answer.

“In this situation? “Are you saying that because you know how many assassins are out there looking to kill you?”

“Kiyaa! Good, good!”

At that time, Finden Eye burst open the door and came in. There were cuts here and there on the maid uniform she was wearing, thick with blood.

“There were only three people today, but they were pretty good, right? “Now we have started sending them only to a small number of elites.”

Findenai, who had deliberately lured the assassins out of the city and fought to the death, had a satisfied smile on his face.

Saint Lucia shouted, pointing to Findenai, saying that everything was right.

“That’s right, I was going to say this. “There’s no reason to go out and hunt assassins!”

“Aang? “They are coming to kill us. What did I do wrong?”

Lucia said there was no need to go out and try to trick the assassin, and Findeneye said that they were coming from the other side to kill us anyway, so what’s wrong with killing them in return?

I can understand both sides, but if I had to argue, I would take Findenai’s side this time.

“Her actions are driven by necessity.”

“Ha ha! Look at this! “The owner is already in love with me and won’t listen to you religious idiot!”

Finden Eye immediately came to me and put my arm around my shoulder. Despite glaring at him not to cross the line, Finden Eye responds by deliberately touching his chest.

“Are you excited?”

“… … “Don’t push anything that’s too sharp.”

When I got a little angry and spoke harshly, Finden Eye, on the other hand, got angry and started shouting.

“The angular one? “How precious is this!”

Finden Eye proudly shouts while sticking out her chest.

Lucia blushes and lowers her head at the obscene scene, and I close my eyes for a moment because I’m too lazy to deal with it.

Findeneye, who was grumpy, grumbled to himself at my reaction and went to the corner of the room and started doing something.

I calmly open my eyes again and look at Lucia.

“Anyway, Findenai just did what I needed to do.”

The assassins’ characteristics and speech patterns, the names of gods they cry out for, etc.

Overall, reports were continuously coming in to Findenai, and based on that, I was tracing the roots of the assassin.

“The name of the god who was initially called Jung-gu Nanbang has now been unified as Hertia.”

“… … “The bishops who serve Goddess Hertia are friendly to us.”

Although it felt like he was trying to forcibly make Hertia suspicious, I couldn’t think about it simply.

In a twist, it is possible that Hertia’s priests actually sent assassins.

It was a kind of rock-paper-scissors game.

However, there was a lot of risk in recklessly lifting and poking through the blackout curtain.

If you stab me wrongly, I could appear as a memorial sign and create an image of suppressing religion.

“Judging by the fact that they were unified under the Goddess Hertia, it appears that the group that sent the assassins has become a kind of cooperative relationship.”

I do not come out of the royal family, and only Findenai, who has information related to me, comes out and slaughters the assassin.

Inevitably, we had no choice but to join forces.

“But thanks to Findenai’s good work, he will try to put pressure on me in other ways.”

Even if you want to argue through religious doctrine, I have dealt with divine power, and in addition, there is a saint here.

Even if you take damage and want to end the situation by assassinating me, the yaksha called Findenair is holding on.

So it was obvious to take a route in a different direction.

“Is there something else on your mind?”

A teacup was pushed out from the side along with Lucia’s question. Findenai had come to make tea.

After putting off answering for a moment, I immediately frown and look at the teacup.

“I would have told you not to make tea.”

I still remember saying that it was a waste of tea leaves because it tasted like pig urine.

But Findenai shouted with a sigh.

“Oh really. “Now let’s boil it well.”

I gently took it with a subtle expression, savored the scent, and brought it to my mouth.

And I put it down right away.

“Take it.”

“… … .”

“I’ll tell you that I grew from pig urine to a pig.”

“I met the wrong owner.”

Finden Eye takes the teacup, saying it’s shitty. Then he slurped it down.

“Uweek!”

I go to the bathroom.

From what I’ve seen, it seems like they’re not just boiling tea, but also brewing something else.

“… … .”

Lucia is looking at us with a confused expression, as if she is watching a play.

I return to the original topic.

“Yes, rather than hitting me directly, they will try to indirectly surround me and twist me around. The sea I expected. “I’ve already scattered food for them to eat.”

“Prey?”

Lucia doesn’t know what it means. There was no need to explain everything to her, but I responded by tapping her cheek with my finger.

“Do you remember the gauze that was on my cheek when we first met at the Mersen restaurant?”

“I don’t really want to talk about that time, but I remember it.”

I smiled slightly and said to Lucia, who answered in an awkward manner.

“It was a wound caused by my older brother Darius.”

“The Earl of North Sweden? “You seemed to get along well with her sister, but are you not on good terms with the count?”

Lucia is immediately worried that someone might not be a saint. I was a little surprised by her opinion that she seemed to be on better terms with Deia than that, but whatever.

I shook my head.

“No, it was an intentional wound.”

Even on the face.

It was big so I needed to make it.

Because I needed to make it known publicly that my relationship with Darius was not good.

It would have been even more effective since it was before the great debate at the time.

This is bait that I have deliberately prepared in advance for the bishops who are trying desperately to find fault with me.

It must have seemed like there was a glimmer of hope. They would be happy to see a small hole in the iron wall.

However, it won’t take long for you to realize that the place you were swimming hard was actually already inside the net.

* * *

Even Darius, who didn’t normally have a habit of shaking his legs, couldn’t help but feel nervous right now.

I take a deep breath while looking at the letter in my hand.

Before returning to North Weden, I heard an explanation from my younger brother Deius, but when I actually encountered the situation myself, I couldn’t help but feel nervous.

‘I don’t know if I can do it well.’

The conversation with the priest to come from now on. I was worried that I, a warrior, would be able to deal with religious figures like the serpent with my tongue.

‘We have to do it.’

I couldn’t stop here.

This was the moment when Darius decided that it was time to show his dignity as the head of the family.

smart.

“Matriarch, a guest has arrived.”

The butler’s voice came from outside.

“Come on in.”

Darius’ voice was deep and his expression was full of irritation.

The person who came in through the door opened by the butler was a thin man. His clothes themselves were ordinary, but his body had a scent of perfume and was flowing with charm.

It was the behavior of a typical church official.

– First impressions are important. Don’t hide your unpleasant spots.

Deius’ calm voice lingers in my head. Darius asked with a huff.

“What is going on in this outskirts? The gods there don’t seem to be very interested in the North either!”

From the first meeting, the priest hesitated for a moment due to the extremely rude remarks, but he calmly bowed his head and said hello.

“I meet the Margrave of Northwedden, the giant of the North, the mighty bulwark.”

“Heung.”

I don’t hide the fact that I don’t like it. When I actually tried it, it wasn’t that difficult.

“Let’s get to the point first. “I don’t really have anything I want to say to you.”

“I will. Actually, I have something to tell you about the Count’s younger brother, Deius Verdi… … .”

Quang!

– React passionately when your name comes up. It would be perfect to hit the desk.

– You’ll do well. That’s what you do every day.

I remember the look on Deia’s face as she gave me advice and hit the desk. Even the priest is startled by the sound that resonates so violently throughout the room.

“Are you bringing up that bastard’s name in front of me?”

– Also, it is important to deliberately address topics that are difficult to discuss over there.

“I had to kill that bastard before I was kicked out of the royal family. “It shouldn’t have stopped short of hitting her with her fist.”

Verdi became a family that produced warlocks. From the perspective of the head of the family, Darius, it would cost a thousand dollars.

That was the scenario.

In fact, the reality is that Verdi is currently avoided by the surrounding nobles.

No matter how much the royal family approved it, the prejudices and traditions that had accumulated until now still remained.

“As expected, the wounds he had before the Great Debate were created by Darius.”

A smiling priest.

He was happy that the information that it was Darius who had scarred Deius’ face was confirmed.

Darius was confident that he was almost over it.

“okay! Turning a blind eye to him behaving like an asshole while staying in North Wales was the limit, but what? Warlock? “I don’t have the decency to raise my head in front of past family heads!”

While grinning, Darius glares at the priest with a vicious, murderous look.

“so. Did you come here to ruin my mood by bringing up that bitch? “That was a great success.”

When Darius growled asking if he could take responsibility until now, the priest immediately knelt down and shouted.

I thought this was a watershed moment.

“I know very well that the Margrave does not like the memorial service. That is why I have come to help the Margrave.”

“help?”

“Yes that’s right!”

Looking at the back of the man’s head with his head bowed, Darius couldn’t hide the smile that came out of his eyes.

I got through it all, but I was wondering if I was stuck here.

– Sigh, if you feel like you’re going to get caught, just get angry. Ignorantly. That’s you.

“How can you help me! I will sort out my blood relatives! “I don’t need any help from you religious people!”

With a loud bang, I hit the desk with my fist again. The desk was so intense that it split into two.

Although the priest was trembling, he clearly felt the extent of Darius’ anger towards Deius.

‘Oh, this is expensive.’

Darius was only worried about Deia’s nervous scolding for destroying an expensive desk.

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