I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 142

142. Lovern’s Forbidden Book

“Huh.”

After yawning while driving the wagon, Finden Eye glances around. Robern Academy arrived before I knew it.

It’s not a particularly unpleasant place, rather it’s a place where fun memories remain, but now I’m getting annoyed for some reason.

As the wagon pulled into the academy, the faculty members were already waiting in line.

In particular, the dean was already making a fuss about holding a welcome party for a hero who returned from the war.

Unfortunately, Deius Verdi, who should be the main character of the day, was not in the carriage.

And that was precisely why Finden-Ai was not in a good mood.

“What is Deus?”

When Erika, who was waiting with the dean, asks with a puzzled expression, Finden Ai gives a blunt answer.

“I don’t know.”

Then, I packed my luggage and Illuania’s luggage and walked towards the entrance of the academy. Seeing that her body was wrapped in bandages, she seemed seriously injured, but she did not hesitate in her actions.

“Grunt.”

Belatedly, the attention of the faculty naturally focuses on Owen, who got off the wagon with his luggage and Melodica.

The boy also had bandages on his hands, but he answered the professor’s question with an awkward smile.

“He said he had to apologize and take responsibility to the souls in the Great Forest of Marias, so he said he would come back later.”

“responsibility?”

I wondered what that meant, but Owen didn’t explain further.

Finally, Illuania got off the wagon. Jim was carrying nothing, but in his arms he was holding a very precious new family member.

The faculty knew that she was a pregnant maid who went with Deius, so they congratulated her on her birth, but Illuania simply thanked her and headed straight to the hotel where she was staying before.

Taking care of herself after childbirth was also important, so the hotel had been preparing related services for a long time.

I don’t know if the hotel building will be safe, but for now, Finden Ai followed me and went with me.

In the end, only Owen and the wagon are left.

With a dejected expression on his face, the faculty had no choice but to return with regret.

Owen went straight to Deius’ room. After tidying up the things he told me to bring, I took out the Melodica from my back.

The sound that leaks out when the wind blows and strikes the keys.

I played so much this time that my fingers hurt even when playing the relatively light melodica, but the boy was good at it, so he continued playing.

Gradually, a woman wearing a black robe covered her pupils with a translucent black cloth beneath her eyes.

A dark mage I had already met while performing several times.

Even when the Melodica was put on and the performance stopped, Owen also developed enough spiritual eyes to be able to talk to her to some extent.

“Oh, Dark Mage. You came together after all.”

[Yes, Deius told me to go.]

Like Finden Eye, the Dark Spirit was also in a state of heartache.

It’s because Deius sent the Dark Mage along with him, saying he had to solve it alone.

I even instructed Owen to check after arriving at the academy, just in case he was secretly left there.

[I’m your teacher, why are you giving orders?]

Even though he was grumbling, Owen thought that he was a good listener, but decided to keep his mouth shut for now.

There was no need to offend a hysterical woman by saying such a thing.

“He told me to check once every day. Are you all right?”

[…] … Ha, yes.]

The Dark Mage sighed.

Deius’ desire to spend time alone with the souls in the Great Forest of Marias.

Hearing that, the Dark Mage couldn’t help but make a really complicated expression.

Although it meant that Deius, who tried to cross the line, regained his convictions.

However, there is no need to carry it alone.

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Maybe we can do it together? Are you a soul mate? As a Dark Spirit, I am the real soul!

[it’s annoying.]

The Dark Spirit swoops around and disappears.

“ha.”

Seeing this, Owen lets out a sigh of relief as he wipes the sweat from his forehead.

‘It must be really hard for the Witness Commander too.’

Owen also picked up that this war was a ruse by a group of black magicians to see the spirit of the vigilante.

Since Owen didn’t know much more than that, he stretched himself out of Deius’s room.

Owen lives in an extra room in the 1st year male dormitory. I thought about going to my room and getting some rest.

Without Deus, he had nothing to do.

An unintentional honey-like break.

I’ve been through a lot this time, so I must be qualified for this.

Since the students were still in the middle of their lectures, Owen quietly returned to his room, took a shower, and then lay down on the soft bed and fell into a comfortable sleep after a long time.

“No, because this isn’t really me!”

Owen’s eyes open when he hears an unfair voice filled with depressing emotions from outside.

Sleep was disturbed, but not tired.

Looking out the window, the moon has already risen.

After a good night’s sleep, Owen stretched out and came out.

Two students standing in the hallway.

A first-year male student was making excuses to a male student who looked like a sophomore with an expression of regret.

“I heard it was you before my turn! Then of course you did!”

“No, but it’s really not me! It’s really embarrassing! If I wrote it, I wrote it. Why are you scribbling!”

What are you talking about?

Owen glances up and checks the situation. It seemed that there was something wrong with the booklet the sophomore was holding.

“hmm?”

Owen poked his head out, wondering what kind of book it was.

“Huh!”

The young boy’s body falls backwards and his face turns red.

A photo of a woman.

It was also a photo album of a naked woman.

Owen’s flirtatious response makes the sophomore’s head spin. He looks back and forth between the booklet in his hand and Owen, then turns shyly and runs away.

“Anyway you! don’t do this again! It’s all for common use!”

Leaving behind quite a sense of justice.

While breathing a sigh of relief, the first grader glances at Owen and approaches and extends his hand.

“Oh, thank you. Thanks to you, I didn’t get hit and it ended. actually i did it right I’m more disgusted with graffiti drawn on my body.”

“Yes, yes?!”

“uh? Oh, don’t you know that you’re not an academy student? We call it forbidden books in slang.”

Is it because he feels better thanks to being freed from the threat of his senior? The male student starts pouring out even the things he didn’t ask.

“Tell me if you need me too.”

“Ah, ah, no! no! I do not need it! than that! How can a student buy something like that!”

A world that is completely incomprehensible to a boy who has lived with the piano all his life.

When I shout out, the male student shakes his head and smiles.

“Of course I can’t buy it. All books are handmade. We have artisans at our academy.”

dizzy.

“Anyway, if you need me, come to me. Good things should be shared. You are the same man.”

The male student smiled and winked and ran down the hallway without hesitation.

The boy, who was momentarily in shock with dizziness, clenched his fists.

“Ha, student… … Be like a student!”

A phrase that Deus Verdi often uttered. Owen clenched his fists and went back into the room.

Then, he plays the melodica to summon the spirits that still remain in the academy.

It was information gathering that only Owen could do.

[Aha, a dirty picture? It goes around a lot not only among boys, but also among girls.]

[I know that the person who drew it was one. I put a mark.]

[If you are a student, you should study.]

[Did you know that there is also a window to request it? If you write a note on a book in the library and put it in, it draws what you want!]

[painting? Ah, I saw a kid who draws strange things recently.]

“It’s him!”

Owen heard the testimony of the last ghost and moved on.

We arrived at the 1st year female dormitory. It was late at night, but just in time I found a blonde girl in a white beret sketching something on a bench in front of me.

“Go, go, princess?”

[That’s right. He draws strange pictures every day.]

The ghost, pointing to Eleanor Luden Griffin, whizzes away. As if taking responsibility.

Should I just run away?

Owen thought about it for a moment, but he took a deep breath and remembered Deius Verdi.

What if it was him?

If he found out about this, and if his favorite disciple was a distributor of pornography called forbidden books!

It was hard to imagine.

He was probably quite angry and scolded.

“You have to stop that.”

In particular, if he can see ghosts all the time, not just through performances like himself, he can find out this kind of information at any time.

With such loyalty, Owen approached Eleanor.

“hmm? What’s happen?”

Eleanor, who glanced at Owen who had approached, focused on the painting again.

I thought the concentration of moving the pen without even looking at it was great as a position of walking the same artist’s path.

“Can you show me the picture?”

I had to check once.

Owen’s courageous remarks.

“hmm?”

Eleanor looked at Owen through the sketch with an intrusive expression, but knew that he was some sort of disciple being raised by Professor Dayus.

“okay.”

It is not difficult to rotate the sketch and show it.

It was a night sky with a pretty moon. As Owen had lived in Claren, the land of artists, I could tell at once how much effort she put into her paintings.

“and.”

Even Owen was surprised by his skill.

Seeing Owen admiring him, Eleanor asks a sneak peek.

“Why is there a problem?”

“Oh no! sorry! I disrespectfully misunderstood!”

“misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?”

Eleanor slowly puts the sketch beside the bench, arms crossed and legs crossed.

From the outside, she was a little older than herself, though.

Her eyes change, and as the atmosphere begins to subside, the indescribable pressure of a princess comes to Owen.

This is the country’s princess.

The atmosphere that changed in an instant was similar to an assassin pulling out a secret he had been hiding.

Wouldn’t it be easier to solve this case if I told her as a princess?

Owen thought so and shouted, raising his voice a little.

“Choi, Choi, there are people who draw impure pictures at the academy and circulate them! So, I tried to find that person before the memorial service commander returned!”

“uh?”

For a moment, Eleanor’s movements stiffened. Her dignity as a princess just now disappeared as if it had been blown away by the wind, and she returned to being Eleanor, a student.

“Oh, is that so? There are some weird people out there! But not me!”

“princess?”

His tone of voice made even naive Owen suspicious. At that time, Aria came out of the entrance of the female dormitory.

“Eleanor! Look at this! If you darken the eyes and remove the focus, it will look like you’re obsessed!”

Seeing the Deius Verdi painting Arya was holding in her hand, Eleanor frowned.

“Don’t scribble on my drawing… … !”

Tadak!

It was Eleanor who was very annoyed at Arya, who often added her own taste to her paintings.

Owen has already started running away.

I never thought I’d draw a strange picture with a soul sergeant!

Owen ran, thinking that he had to inform him unconditionally.

“Oops.”

With Eleanor’s groaning voice, Owen’s legs rise into the sky.

“Wow!”

Owen, flustered by the floating body that had been running on the ground, naturally came back to Eleanor.

“Hey, it’s over there. I think you are misunderstanding something.”

When Eleanor smiled and said it because it was awkward, Owen cried out in tears.

“sorry! I will never tell the commander-in-chief! Help me!”

“… … .”

“What is it, the kid who followed the professor?”

Approaching Aria, she makes a puzzled expression and hurriedly hides the picture.

“Hide very quickly! why? Do you advertise that you are drawing Deius?”

“No, it’s because it’s such a novel discovery.”

Aria can’t even say a word this time because of Eleanor’s bitter voice.

Let’s try to come up with a solution.

“Should I hit him and make him lose his memory?”

“Why is the kid so shallow?”

“… … As a professor, should I do something like that or the princess I’m drawing?”

“Hey, why are you talking about that! You hear me! And you liked it too!”

“Thanks to early education through s*x education, a lowly subject was able to see a new world.”

It was Owen who knew that he couldn’t escape even though the two were arguing like they were crazy.

The moment you stay limp.

Once again, the body rises.

As if someone grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

“uh?”

“what?”

The two are surprised because Eleanor didn’t do it this time.

Owen was also taken aback, but he exclaimed in surprise at the familiar feeling.

“Huh, are you the Dark Mage?!”

He wasn’t very close with the Dark Spirit, but it was Owen who seemed to have met a savior.