I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 134

134. The Companion

A point away from the mountain road village where the Marias tribe is based.

The base where the kingdom army’s tent was stretched out came into view. Not only the guards were standing, but also the sturdy roadblocks procured locally.

It was so sophisticated and reliable that it was difficult to think of it as a base built in just a few days.

However, the morale of the soldiers was unusually low.

The eyes of those who met me were haggard, and their bodies were weak.

The moment I saw it, I thought of an army with nothing to eat, but there would be no problem with the amount of food as the kingdom army fights in their own territory.

“You’re here.”

Gloria Grace, the commander of the Royal Guards with red hair, greeted me calmly.

The aides next to me simply bowed their heads, but there was no great welcome ceremony.

In fact, more than that, seeing her face reminded me of what I had decided to say at the last drinking party in the royal family.

“I heard there was an assassination case on the way, are you okay?”

“It was sent by traitors who went over to the forest. No problem.”

At my words, some knights bite their teeth tremblingly. The fact that the treacherous nobles who went to the Great Forest of Marias went one step further and even sent an assassin was enough information to anger them.

“I want to get straight to the point. I heard that you were defeated by the Great Warrior.”

The Knight Commander of Grace and the other knights flinched right away. In particular, the knights around her openly did not hide their discomfort.

This is a battlefield.

Although they know much more about the military hierarchy than I do.

It seemed that he hadn’t yet recognized that I was a special being recognized by His Majesty.

[Keee!]

[Keep! Aww!]

[Help me! Please save me!]

I try to manipulate mana so that I can only hear the screams of the ghosts wandering around in this tent.

It was an application of necromancy learned from the Dark Spirit, especially creating a kind of atmosphere that only I could use to see all the dead.

Seeing this, the Dark Spirit referred to it as [the skill of pretending to be a sinister man].

The knights trembled at the sudden screams from inside the tent and looked at me.

“Do I have to pay attention to you because defeat is humiliating?”

It was a kind of warning.

A firm declaration not to overreach my position.

There was no way the guardsmen would not have noticed it, and they lowered their heads and said nothing.

“I will apologize. Sorry. We warriors are naturally sensitive to winning and losing.”

Gloria, who is innocent, gets up and bows deeply to me.

Seeing this, the other knights flinched again and turned their eyes to the side as if dizzy.

‘It was on purpose.’

Gloria also took the lead on purpose to prevent the knights from treating me carelessly.

I personally practiced the fact that if you do not do well, I will be put to shame.

“Yes, take it.”

Let’s clear it up, Gloria also raises her head. I wanted to hear an explanation right away, but it wasn’t.

“Saint Lucia will come here in about two hours. I’ll explain it to you then. I think it will take quite a while.”

“… … I get it.”

“I should have given you your tent separately. We can’t even give the maid and the boy their own tent.”

“I don’t want to go there. The two of you can stay in the same tent as me.”

“Then Walter will guide you right away. Please wait there for a bit.”

A knight named Walter walked right in front of me. He salutes loudly and is immediately polite, so he serves me.

“You can follow me, Commander-in-Chief.”

Definitely a different treatment.

I followed him to the huge tent that had already been set up for me.

Findenai and Owen, who were waiting for them, are called in and go with them.

Walter, who guided me to the tent, saluted again and then walked backwards cautiously out of the tent.

“Are you sure of your discipline?”

Finden Ai muttered something strange while sticking out her tongue. While Findenai and Owen unpacked, I went out of the tent again.

I couldn’t see the enemy’s stronghold here, but I could still feel the strange energy.

A sense other than mana.

The feeling that the great nature was glaring at us was similar to the pressure exerted by the mountains of the North Whedon Mountains.

‘As expected, Horua, the guardian deity, is intervening.’

It has power similar to Sangun, but since it came out of the Great Forest of Marias, it probably won’t show that much power.

I thought that maybe he was joining forces with a man called the Great Warrior.

‘Then what is the goal?’

They came with the name of avenging the warchief and the people of Setima, but in fact, they are meager.

He probably didn’t even think of fighting a huge monster called Griffin because he was swept away by the candy coating of the former nobles of the kingdom.

I thought that maybe there was another reason for this war, but I couldn’t reach what it was.

Time passed just like that.

It was said to be two hours, but it was already late, so the sun had fallen and it was night.

Only then did the carriage carrying the saintess arrive at the base.

and.

“Whoaaa!”

“It’s a saintess!”

“Saint Lucia!”

“God is with you! This battle will be won!”

Numerous crowds welcome Lucia. The soldiers who had been devastated until just now, exhausted from fatigue and the brutality of war, cheered for the saintess.

It was a part of why King Orpheus had to send Lucia to this place.

“Wow, the complete opposite of the owner.”

[It’s absurd if the handling is so different.]

“Um, to me, the memorial commander is the best!”

Findenai, the Dark Spirit, and Owen put forward their own reactions.

The saintess and I were certainly of the same position, but the treatment of those around us was vastly different.

It was embarrassing or not.

Suddenly, I think of Stella sleeping inside me. she’s still sleeping well

She hoped that the heat of battle and the screams of the dead would not disturb her sleep.

“It will take a while. Let’s wait by the command barracks.”

Gloria, the captain of the knights, is also awkward with such a reaction, so she guides me.

Well, I didn’t bother, so I followed Gloria, and Findenai and Owen ordered me to go back to my barracks.

after a while like that.

Lucia, who appeared while receiving cheers from the soldiers, laughs awkwardly and goes inside.

“It’s been a while, Dayus. And Gloria.”

Saint Lucia, still impressive with her silver hair, greeted her gracefully with a smile.

To put it bluntly, the hair color was similar to that of Finden Eye, but the atmosphere itself was completely opposite.

If that side is a beast, this side is a girl.

It could have been arranged just like that.

“Especially Deius. Thank you for the Elijah convent work. I heard everything from the headmistress.”

“Yes, hang it.”

Gloria put on a puzzled expression at my answer, but Lucia smiled, saying it was natural.

Then he took a step closer to me and whispered a question, but in the end I could hear everything because I was in the tent.

“Has Stella-nim found rest?”

“Yes, you must be quite tired, so you should sleep for a while.”

“Okay, I’m glad.”

Lucia smiled and slightly bowed her head in gratitude. I received it without attaching much meaning to it.

pounding.

‘hmm?’

Suddenly, I felt like something had hit my chest. But if you ask me if something has changed, it doesn’t.

The feeling that someone else’s emotions, not my own, overtook me.

And it seemed like some kind of grumbling.

‘… … Is it just because she’s the same saint?’

I wasn’t blind to myself, so I kept a little distance from Lucia to avoid making the sleeping Stella’s toss and turns more violent.

Lucia tilted her head, asking what was wrong, but anyway.

“Then I’ll start explaining the situation.”

It was a bit late, but Gloria’s explanation began. The situation itself was actually simple.

He fought the Marias for subjugation, but was defeated, and established a base by widening the distance from their base.

It’s simple, but the content in it is heavy.

“Actually, the other personnel aren’t terribly threatening. He’s an excellent fighter, but he’s ridiculous compared to us. But the most pivotal… … Great warrior Balksar.”

Gloria’s voice breaks through. A reaction that lets you know that you have struggled quite a bit.

“He really is out of the norm. To the point where I couldn’t compete properly for a few matches and lost. I’ve never seen a man that fits the word one-man army.”

“One man army… … .”

Lucia brooded over what had been said and put on a subtle expression. Lucia was an outsider in battle, but knowing the strength of her childhood friend Gloria, it must have been the first time she had seen such a depressed friend.

“Strategies and tactics become ineffective in front of him. It handles other powers rather than using mana, and the mobility when the red wings on its back burst out is beyond imagination.”

Horua’s Wings.

As expected, Horua, who had abandoned the Great Forest of Marias, seemed to have descended directly to the Great Warrior.

“… … !”

[uh?]

“wait for a sec.”

At the same time, the eyes of me, the dark mage, and the saint turned to the outside of the tent. The knight commander noticed the tempo too late.

And pouring tearing screams.

As soon as we came out of the tent, we were greeted by a tanned man with dark tattoos.

Blazing wings reminiscent of Icarus from mythology, surrounded by flames like hot waves.

And its owner, the great warrior Balksar.

The warriors riding the Lizard pouring down behind him were fighting the knights in a maneuver warfare.

Balksar’s shout echoes throughout the barracks.

“Among you guys! Who is Deus Verdi, the memorial spirit! Come and take my spear!”

Because of being nominated by hand, the eyes of the three people were focused on me.

[Now, wait a minute. Don’t react and hide for now.]

“Come back with me. You are not a warrior, so there is no need to fight.”

“Come behind me.”

The Dark Spirit and Lucia tried to hide me, and Gloria drew out her sword to protect me as a barrier.

Findenai, who just came out of the tent, was also approaching this way.

I replied, gently pushing Lucia away.

“I am the memorial serviceman, Deius Verdi.”

A hunter’s gaze that is accurately inserted. When my eyes met his, Balksar sneered and pounded the floor with his spear.

“If you are that good! Let’s dance with me! This great warrior will measure your skill!”

“Nonsense!”

Gloria panicked at the sound of opening a diary, but stopped me.

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My gaze was only on him, and he was also looking at me.

Steps move forward. Ignoring the cries of the Dark Spirit and Lucia, he passes by saying it’s okay for Gloria.

The last Finden Eye.

After running up to me, she ponders for a moment, then sighs and throws the ax to the floor and drives it.

It was a sign that he would not intervene.

“Are you sure you can win?”

At that question, I glanced at Balksar and sneered.

“It is a weakling that borrows power.”

Perhaps he liked my evaluation so much.

“I am just a weakling. I’ll give you a massage when you come, master. Let Owen sleep outside the tent.”

“… … Please refrain from saying that in front of Owen later.”

Subtle gazes pouring from behind. Gloria and Lucia, who had been worried until just now, were looking at me strangely.

“And in front of other people too.”

“Is this my downfall?”

Just that word alone makes me feel demoralized already. I just ignored it and strode towards the stage.

I stand in front of Balksar, who is glaring at me with his wings of flame spread.

“The souls of our ancestors, the guardian deity Horua. You are walking with some pretty great people.”

“… … .”

When I stood in front of them, the atmosphere changed.

Balksar’s eyes, which had been confident until just now, were trembling slightly.

I didn’t even have to do anything.

Because the souls of the ancestors, who were already attached to Balksar, were trembling in fear and trying to escape, and Horua’s power was weak and was being pushed back.

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Maybe it’s because I’m in a position to borrow power. Or is it because of the sense of smell like that of an animal that has lived in the great forest?

Balksar seemed to have noticed something, and asked while biting his thick lips.

“Then what on earth are you guys walking with?”

“It’s nothing.”

Although the soul of Dina, who was a monster surgeon, was kept aside, Balksar would snort at her level.

but.

“With a former saint who became a starlight… … .”

An existence that no one in this place would dare to touch. A sleeping monster that coincidentally came to be with me.

Balksar feels good.

good too good too

Even receiving Horua’s energy, he had a sense close to foresight in half.

that became patchy

“There must be a deformed great devil.”