I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 151

151. Our way to each other

“Wearing a dark robe, curvy body, a beautiful woman.”

Students still gathered in the auditorium, looking at me standing on the podium even after the last lecture of this semester.

Today, I deliberately set aside a little more time to give the students time to answer questions about the appearance of the Dark Mage.

Since the reward was a precious item that could not be obtained during the student days, the reading ticket to the Millennium Library, everyone rushed at it, but in the end it failed.

At the point where Arya and Eleanor failed, it was judged that there would in fact be no correct answer.

An aristocratic male student who had been bribing students to get information about the Dark Spirit one by one was spitting out fairly close answers one after another.

[Oh, will this child succeed in the end?]

The dark spirit next to me nods her head as she looks at her child who is talking about herself.

“She is shorter than the professor, and she is not on the large side. She is a normal adult woman.”

The students exclaimed “Oh!” As they listened silently without saying that I was wrong.

Certainly everything so far has been correct.

“My eyes are violet. Her skin is as white as if it hadn’t seen sunlight for a long time.”

“Um.”

“How do you like it?”

I nodded slowly to the boy who asked if he had guessed everything.

There is one thing I haven’t said yet.

“Isn’t there one more thing to say?”

“…… Yes?”

A male student who is puzzled by my question. It’s not the direction I want, but the effort to find out the appearance of the Dark Spirit is quite virtual.

Even in that way, he showed his ability and passion that he could use, so I didn’t feel reluctant to give him a reward.

But shouldn’t the correct answer be accurate?

“If you look at the Dark Spirit, there is one thing that stands out the most. I haven’t been able to explain that yet.”

“A part that stands out?”

“Yes.”

“… ….”

A male student biting his lip. He clenched her fist with an expression of regret and shouted.

“Isn’t this enough! Don’t you just dislike me for finding out this way?”

She yells at the boy realizing he has failed. I understand you’re angry because you used it as a throwaway word while spending a lot of money on students to get information about the dark mage.

I can’t get past doubting my fairness.

“Not so. I knew right away that you were giving money to other students and inferring the appearance of the Dark Spirit one by one.”

[That’s right. In fact, I knew from the beginning.]

A dark mage who sympathizes with you.

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No one but me will be able to hear it.

“That is also your personal ability, so allow it. But the answer should not be wrong.”

Ttogak.

My footsteps echoed throughout the auditorium. In front of the boy who had reached him after a few steps, I looked down at him.

“The biggest feature of her that cannot be missed if you look at her. What is it?”

“… ….”

A stinging silence ensued.

When sweat dripped from the boy’s forehead and dripped onto his chin, he finally responded by closing his eyes tightly.

“I don’t know.”

“Yes, what is your name?”

“…… This is Leighton Hellish.”

Hellish family.

It was a place that maintained a strong relationship with the royal family.

“Okay, Mr. Layton. Still, since you hit the closest, I’ll give you extra points.”

“Thank you.”

An expression that is not satisfied with that much. But I put the rope down right away.

“In the end, there is no student who can match the appearance of the Dark Spirit, so the owner of the reading ticket to the Millennium Library is still vacant. I’ll give this to my lecture chief.”

“…… !”

The swaying students and Layton looking at me with his head raised.

Of course, he, who received an extra point, now occupies the most advantageous high point.

Since the opportunity is not yet over, the students burn their fighting spirit again.

It was one of the ways to motivate the students that Erica told me about.

“Hey, professor. But can you tell me what the last feature is?”

Layton, who has instantly changed in favor of me, carefully asks me. Well, I won’t be able to use this method next time.

I reached out to the dark mage.

“Catch it.”

[Yes?]

A dark mage with a puzzled expression. First of all, I slowly reached out my hand and the moment our hands overlapped.

As my mana goes over to her, her semi-transparent dark spirit gradually begins to show her color.

And the elasticity that follows.

“Whoaaa!”

“What! What! What a mess!”

“Professor, did you go out with someone like that?”

“My ideal type is older sister!”

Through my mana, I overlaid the appearance of a dark mage. The startled Dark Spirit points to himself while looking here and there.

[Bo, can you see? Me?]

“Your voice cannot be heard.”

A dark mage looking at me with an absurd expression. I immediately let go of her hand, and her mana, which was surrounded by her black magician, dissipates and her new form disappears as well.

Amid the exclamation of the students who regret it, I turn my head and look at Layton.

“Now, what did you miss?”

At my question, Layton declared surrender with a puzzled look on his face.

“I never imagined he would be covering his mouth with a cloth.”

Yes.

If you see a dark spirit, the first thing that catches your eye is the translucent black cloth covering the entire lower part of the eyes.

If you can’t say that, you can’t say it’s correct.

“Then, today’s lecture is over. Prepare hard for the final.”

It comes down to the bottom of the auditorium. I threw delicious food again so that I could do well in this final exam, so I’m sure you’ll work hard.

For students with high grades, it’s a much more realistic goal than matching the appearance of a dark mage.

As soon as I stepped out of the auditorium, the black magician stuck out his head right next to me.

[What did you just do?]

The image of him opening his eyes roundly in disbelief.

“It’s simply that your soul has been fashioned with mana. I got the idea from hallucination magic.”

There are also hallucination-related magics among necromancers, but they are usually used in an aggressive form.

I broke the frame and created the soul in a way that others could see it.

It was similar to the method of adding color to an unpainted painting.

“The difficulty is quite high, and the mana consumption is so high that it is impossible for a long time. I can’t even make a sound.”

I add that it is magic with many inconveniences, but the dark mage looks at me with his mouth open.

[You are really amazing.]

As if feeling something, the Dark Spirit leaves a long message. It was strangely disturbing, so I frowned and looked at the dark mage.

“Oh master!”

Beyond that was Finden Eye. She naturally followed the figure of the Dark Spirit with her eyes, but without realizing it.

Since Finden’s child is wide, it eats up her sight.

“…… What’s going on?”

When I look at Finden-Ai, wanting something, she says something outrageous.

“Was that the dark mage just now? Is this your first time seeing me? Wow, crazy.”

“… ….”

“The owner asked why she wasn’t interested in women, so there was another pocket? She’s almost like a fer sucker…….”

“Do it in moderation.”

As she sighs and warns her Finden child, she giggles and nods her head.

“Sorry, I didn’t expect it to look like that.”

I also had a small doubt about her neat end of her words.

The anxiety in her chest that had risen due to her dark spirit grows a little bigger in the figure of Finden’s child.

“Do you have anything to say?”

It was Finden Ai’s specialty to make a fuss about her and ease her mood in this way.

She scratches the back of her head as if it was awkward that her own behavior was being read.

“Why read other people’s thoughts and make a fuss?”

When Erica bought a cake.

She was a child of Finden who had been away for a while, but since then, her atmosphere has been different from usual.

She seems to think she’s hiding it, but maybe it’s because she had time to know the child of Finden.

She could easily spot it.

“That’s it. They said they haven’t been able to contact the informant we had recently in the Republic of Clark.”

“… ….”

“Not just our side, but all the other resistances have no news?”

“So what do you want to say?”

It’s not like me and I asked as if in a hurry. Then, as if Fynden Ai was surprised, her eyes trembled slightly, so she said with a smile as usual.

“Anyway, the owner has to go to her fiancée’s family for a meeting this time, right? Um, so…… I was wondering if I could go back there for a while.”

“No.”

“…… Uh?”

To my answer, which cuts as firmly as her knife, the child of Finden shows a foolish reaction. He didn’t think I would respond so sharply.

But that was the case with me too.

I never thought I would get such a sharp reaction. Emotions fluctuated, and she remembered the image of Finden Ai, who had been to the Clark Republic once before.

If it hadn’t been for Sangun.

She must have died on the spot.

“She has already sent it once. Don’t forget our contract, Finden.”

“Oh, you know, you know. But I don’t have to go to the meeting. Because Illuania and Owen are there.”

Finden Ai shrugged her shoulders in awkwardness. She asked, feeling uneasy again at the sight of her strangely stubbornness.

“What’s wrong?”

“…… Uh?”

“Tell me. Seeing how stubborn you are, there must be a reason why you must go.”

“… ….”

Finden Eye kept his mouth shut.

There was no sign of distress. She showed a will to never open her mouth.

“Tell me.”

“I won’t.”

“…… Tell me.”

“I’m sorry, master. I will never do it. Because this is our problem.”

“… ….”

I am not included.

‘We.’

Clearly drawn lines.

A heavy atmosphere.

Amidst the silence, Finden Ai laughed and shouted.

“Oh, okay. I won’t go i won’t go Anyway, the owner can’t do without me.”

“… ….”

“I’ll light a cigarette and come back. Look at that much.”

With that said, Finden Ai’s shoulders looked exceptionally heavy today as he left.

* * *

“Sup.”

After.

Blowing out white smoke.

There are now about eight cigarettes left in the tobacco the owner gave me.

“The taste is good.”

With her wry smile, Finden Ai looks at the tobacco caught between her own fingers.

Usually, when I see tobacco, I want to smoke it right away, but strangely, I cherish this.

It’s probably because the owner gave it to me as a gift. So, without realizing it, I was embarrassingly cherishing it.

Sup.

Whoa.

Once again, the tobacco smoke is exhaled for a long time.

In the corner of her alley, Finden Ai leans against the wall and slowly looks at the sky.

The sky is narrow because it is between buildings.

If you were born here and have only ever seen the sky like this, you would think that the sky is that kind of long and narrow.

‘Just like I did.’

Her For her, her life has been a struggle. Because she had never experienced freedom, she was even vague about the meaning of freedom, but she fought for freedom because everyone shouted it.

She learned about freedom.

She

She learned that what she had been through, she was in fact something she couldn’t call life.

The struggle was not life.

“Whoa.”

All contact with the Resistance in the Republic of Clark has been lost.

Well, it was familiar.

Since many resistance leaders were killed by the Doberman’s call last time, he didn’t care much about getting one or two more.

The important thing is, before the scrap dealer crosses the Northweddon Mountains.

The orphanage where the surviving children were left had lost contact.

Perhaps the relief team members came in there.

“I’m sorry, master.”

If I tell you.

I’m sure you’ll try to help me.

Leave all the important things for yourself and follow me.

Even if it isn’t.

If he doesn’t let him go even if he tells the truth.

All it does is instill in him an insignificant sense of guilt for abandoning his children.

That’s why I couldn’t tell.

To a man who has already carried too much burden.

I didn’t want to put another burden on myself.

– This time I will help you.

The words he said at the summer festival in Lovern linger in my ears. I remember feeling relieved and barely holding back when I almost responded impulsively.

Sure.

A picture I took out of the front pocket of my skirt like an instinct.

It’s expressionless as usual, but it looks like it has wings on its back because of the painting on the wall.

It was taken by a photographer while walking together in Claren, the city of artists.

Findanei’s photo was taken by Deus, and Deus’s photo was taken by Findenai.

It’s actually a secret, but Finden Ai used to look at this picture often. I always carried it in my arms without anyone knowing.

I don’t even know why.

I just wanted to.

“Whoa.”

Looking down at the photo blankly, Finden Ai finished smoking and threw the butt on the floor.

After putting the picture back in your pocket.

Stepping on the tobacco gifted by Deus Verdi.

Findanei got out of a narrow alley.