Chapter 51 – 51. Eleanor Luden Griffin
“Hmm.”
After holding the warm tea in her mouth and feeling the scent for a moment, Deia rolls the tea on her tongue like wine.
It wasn’t a particularly meaningful action, but it was difficult to find even tea leaves in North Wales, so I wanted to savor it as much as possible.
Maybe it’s because things have calmed down recently, but my mind has become more relaxed.
The eldest son, Darius Verdi, has recently been concentrating on training, using his defeat in the battle with Findenai as a stepping stone.
Since the lord was training and the autonomous army could not play, the level of the army was also rising.
The scrap metal dealer members of Finden Eye were also following along without any major problems even though their leader disappeared.
Recently, a rumor has been heard that a woman from North Sweden and a man from a scrap metal dealer have seen eye to eye, and they are getting along so well.
“It’s peaceful.”
Deia was enjoying such peace.
“Ah, ah, lady!”
The urgent voice of a maid heard from outside the office. Deia could already hear her crying.
It was the sound of a crack in the peace.
When the maid came in, what she was holding was a letter.
“Open, a letter has arrived! “That too at the Magic Tower!”
“Magic Tower?”
Deia immediately frowns and snatches the letter. It was indeed a letter with the magic tower’s seal and a blue mana surrounding it to seal it.
‘No way… … Did something happen to that guy?’
The memory of hearing the bombshell that a personality other than Deius was included comes to mind again.
‘It’s not like they got caught for being a necromancer.’
I had barely forgotten it, but I swallowed hard and opened the letter with trembling hands.
Deia’s shoulders were shaking as she read the contents.
“embroidery… … ? “No, you’re a necromancer?”
The maid seemed to be able to roughly understand what was written inside, at least because of Deia’s infrequent conversations to herself.
“Execution, execution, execution? The Magic Judge… … ?”
Kugit.
The letter is crumpled. Deia takes a deep breath and tries to feign her composure.
He smiles and nods his head.
I nodded vigorously several times, turned around, and took a gulp of the tea I had poured.
“after.”
Okay, calm down… … .
Calm down… … .
“It can’t be possible! You son of a bitch! Do you embroider?! Even if you hide it, can you embroider the hat on a board? “What should we do with our territory?”
bang!
After kicking the desk, Deia’s toes were in so much pain, but she only shed tears and pretended not to notice and cried out.
“Get the carriage ready and bring your coat! “We’re leaving immediately for Gray Pond!”
“Oh, I understand!”
The maid hurriedly came out. Deia feels her head spinning.
I thought the next time we would meet would be at least next year. He must be working as a professor at Lovern Academy.
But I never thought we would meet so early.
It takes some time to get to Gray Pond from here. It will probably be a month before we break up and reunite again.
That is, if he is alive.
Another soul in Deius’ body. I didn’t know I would have to give an answer to that so quickly.
First of all, I wanted to praise you.
“You’re lucky you’re alive.”
Wouldn’t it be possible to at least give it a porridge blow?
* * *
Since she wasn’t an emergency arrester using warp like me, it took about a week for Princess Eleanor to return from Lovern Academy to Graypond.
“Whoa.”
So what did I do while waiting?
I was being taught about necromancy by a dark spirit.
The necromancy that can still be used is only the basics, and involves replacing the mana contained in the soul with simple magic.
The archmage and his disciples continued to stare at me, but they could no longer treat me carelessly as I had to meet the princess, so they were on guard but not able to touch me.
“There is more extreme magic than I thought.”
[It’s not called black magic for nothing.]
The average necromancer captures evil spirits and deals with the mana and resentment contained within them.
So magic is violent and consumes too much mana.
But that was a bit far from the direction I took toward my soul.
I had no desire to forcefully treat the dead as if they were my own, even causing pain to them.
Of course, that is not the same as a belief that will never be broken. Since I am also human, I was willing to change direction at any time if necessary.
I wanted to minimize the suffering of the deceased.
[It absorbs very quickly.]
I am amazed at how honest the dark spirit is. Because my affinity with spirits was high from the beginning.
In fact, if it was natural, it was natural.
There was no need for a separate soul to practice magic. Because the dark spirit does it.
She was a teacher, a magician, and a training tool, faithfully performing her role.
“… … .”
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There was no need to use Lemegeton. I actually witnessed its power when it was used at the execution site, but it was for the purpose of improving my personal skills.
“I guess I’ll have to get ready soon.”
Princess Eleanor returned yesterday and said she would meet us after lunch today, so the guide will be arriving soon.
Wear the black jacket provided by the royal family. It was neat and embroidered in gold, so it seemed to be a very high-end item.
[I definitely like the original version, so I look stylish when I wear clothes well. How about cutting your hair?]
“… … .”
[My hair has gotten slightly longer. I think it wouldn’t be a bad idea to tie up the back of your hair.]
As she said, her bangs were sticking into her eyes. The original Deius had her hair styled with gel so it didn’t matter.
I didn’t really do anything like that, so I just left it alone.
“done.”
I don’t have the energy to worry about such little things right now. I don’t know anything about Eleanor’s nightmare.
Moreover, I had heard that even a saint had failed, so I needed to be cautious and focused.
[I’m glad I left my disciple dead. If he were alive, I would have done something to him because of his tall appearance.]
“Do it in moderation.”
After accepting it, he talks endlessly. As the dark spirit monk lowered her head in gloom, the door opened and the archmage’s disciples entered.
“Follow me, the princess is waiting.”
With those words, I walked out of the room without hesitation, and the dark spirit followed me, floating, holding my shoulder with his hand.
[Would you like some tea?]
[Giggles, giggles.]
[…] … .]
Spirits seen walking through the royal hallways. Looking at it, the dark spirit clicks her tongue with her salty eyes.
[Maybe because it’s a royal family, there are all kinds of souls. But most of them are miscellaneous, so it doesn’t seem to be a big problem.]
“… … .”
Then, suddenly, the dark spirit tilted his head as if he sensed something strange.
[By the way. Usually in places like this, there are a lot of people with great resentment, right? When it comes to the royal family, there are factional fights between nobles, secret fights, and wars under the table.]
“… … .”
[But there’s nothing here?]
When I glanced at the dark spirit who was talking to herself in confusion, she said that she understood and closed her mouth.
When I reach the door at the end of the long hallway, I stop walking. The disciples glare at me sharply and warn me.
“This is the princess’s private room. “Be careful with your words and actions.”
“If you act carelessly, we will move right away. “We are continuing to watch you.”
“after.”
I sigh in response to their useless warnings with a pitiful sigh.
“To you, I’m just a princess.”
Sigh.
Don’t bother knocking.
If what I know of Princess Eleanor’s personality is correct, that would actually have the opposite effect.
“To me, I am also a student.”
Just go inside.
Eleanor was sitting on a chair, looking blankly at me, as if she had been waiting for me.
Dull blonde hair and skin. Straight, haggard eyes and deep dark circles.
I knew right away that the situation was more serious than I thought.
“Deius Verdi.”
She calls my name vaguely, as if something is broken. Seeing this, the archmage’s disciples sighed and turned their heads.
“Tsk.”
I couldn’t help but click my tongue.
I can clearly see that I haven’t slept in days. It meant that her fear of her nightmares was oppressing her.
“Princess Eleanor. Are you out of your mind?”
“… … huh? Ah, that’s right. are you okay.”
I can’t come to my senses when they just called my name. Not only was he unable to sleep, but he was also mentally exhausted.
‘It’s in a much worse condition than I thought.’
The Eleanor I knew was not like this.
They are proud and always overflowing with confidence, and are proud of being royalty, so they spare no effort in maintaining their dignity.
I was more afraid of losing the integrity of the royal family than losing my life.
For example, he absolutely detests situations where his golden hair gets dirty or when he cannot follow the rules of etiquette.
His obsession was so fanatical that he closed his eyes while maintaining his royal dignity until the moment of his death.
He is very confident and proud of it, and even if others see it as an affair, he is confident that he has walked the royal road and does not have any regrets.
Eleanor Luden Griffin.
Other names include a corrupt princess, a rebel who stays up all night, and a classy leader.
Just like Finden Eye.
She was the boss in charge of a chapter.
He was someone who had to die for Aria someday.
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