I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 205

205. Time to say goodbye

“Am I saying honorifics?”

“Yes.”

“Me? Really? I can’t believe it.”

When I told him that his way of speaking was completely different from now, the dark mage was dumbfounded, but laughed in vain.

After hearing her many stories from her, she now has her own small talk.

“What? Why did it happen?”

“I am curious.”

The two Dark Spirits are similarly lighthearted, but the future doesn’t feel as frivolous as it is now.

When I talked to the 18-year-old Dark Spirit in a loose state, I felt like I was dealing with a student who couldn’t concentrate.

“Why do you want to do that? That’s interesting.”

She shrugs her shoulders but doesn’t dwell too much.

“It won’t be a big reason anyway.”

“Is that so?”

“Maybe it’s because I’ve been confined to the lab by myself.”

I wondered if that would change her way of speaking, but the Dark Spirit muttered while looking around her for no reason.

“That, when I’m alone, I sometimes talk about things.”

“… ….”

It’s funny, though.

It must be similar to how a man trapped on an uninhabited island gave the name Wilson to a volleyball that was washed up with him.

“Can’t we just talk to the spirits?”

I understand, but I was purely curious.

In the case of me, it was a natural question since there are often cases where the dead come and say what they want to say even if they don’t want to talk.

“Oh?”

The Dark Spirit rather raised her head, saying that she hadn’t thought of that.

“Is that so?”

She also disproves that she sees her soul as simply a tool for using magic.

I gave advice without hiding my bitter feelings.

“They were also alive.”

“…… You’re dead anyway.”

That was not wrong.

The boundary between the dead and the living must be clear and distinct. Don’t cross that line recklessly.

“This does not mean that all rights are taken away. It would be good to have at least some respect for those who have reached the end of their lives.”

“I don’t know why.”

A dark mage who candidly expresses his feelings.

“It is simply a soul. Anyway, most of the things I deal with are those with strong energy who wander around because they can’t resolve their grudge.”

Unlike you, I can only see those things, he adds.

“Well, honestly, I don’t really care if they harm the living or not. It’s kind of funny for me to say this, but aren’t demons evil anyway?”

“Yes, those who do not close their eyes and torment the living, even though they have already crossed the boundary, are evil spirits.”

But.

“Anyone can become a demon.”

“… ….”

“Those who have intense grudge and hatred become evil spirits. Usually, those who have such a story are often unfair.”

“What does that mean? So, do you want to see it?”

“No, the souls who did the damage will have to pay the price they deserve. But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t see them simply as tools.”

“… ….”

“Anyone can become a demon. Everyone dies in the end. They just arrived at the end of their lives a little earlier than we did.”

It was clearly decided within me.

The living take precedence over the dead.

Because I’ve seen so many dead people, I had a clearer concept.

I have seen many deaths, so I know the value of life.

“Unfortunately, the relationship is clear. Although the living must take precedence over the dead.”

I know this is cruel.

Someone might call it unreasonable.

But this was my conclusion.

“That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t treat the dead carelessly. After all, we too will one day cross the border and go there.”

Eventually.

Because we all will die one day.

Although it may seem unreasonable to the dead, the living always took priority over them.

That’s why I have judged and decided.

“You seem to be saying something you shouldn’t say while carrying the name of a memorial service.”

The Dark Spirit said with a subtle expression.

“In a way, you are saying more cruel things to the demons than I am. Because it is an act that imprints death for sure.”

“Yes, you are not wrong.”

The act of comforting the dead.

In the end, it was to give them rest.

In a word, it was a sound that made them accept their own death.

“If someone tells me it’s karma.”

In that case.

“After death, you will be responsible for it.”

I, who say this, will one day die and become a soul.

Because I knew the future so well, I could tell it apart with certainty.

It was the reason for clearly distinguishing the upper-lower relationship.

“Well, I think I know a little bit. You are walking in the opposite direction of the way I am walking.”

“… ….”

“And unfortunately, I think the correct answer was you.”

She let out her bitter smile. However, unexpectedly, I felt relieved on one side.

“Are you pitiful? I devoted my whole life to necromancy, but in the end it was the wrong way, and I died miserably?”

“…… Taking pity on you would be an insult to you.”

Her

Her diligence Who can say that she is pitiful?

She even called the great demon Magan a great woman to the dark mage who gave up her human nature and became a necromancer.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

In the restaurant’s lighting, her purple eyes contained joy and sorrow.

Sorry about being wrong on one’s own path.

“Then take me as a lesson. You just have to go your way.”

The illusion of being able to show her disciples the right path.

To the 18-year-old Dark Magician with two overlapping emotions.

I slowly reached out and stroked her hair.

“What, what?”

I try to push her hand away in shame, but I have no strength.

“I will never say it outside.”

Even if I say such a thing, it will only make me arrogant. But she felt like I could tell her the truth.

“For your teachings, thank you.”

The corners of her mouth lifted gently.

Realizing that she was smiling at her, I slowly removed her hand from her hair.

With her tears welling up slightly, she seemed to want to say something.

“Five minutes left.”

The voice of Hanso, who had been waiting outside, echoed into the restaurant.

Now is the last day of the Nightmare War.

The time to say goodbye has come.

* * *

“Huh.”

The Great Demon of Deception.

Leah Rick snorts and interlocks his hands that are on the desk.

A general store in the dark.

A happy smile appeared on his lips as he finished his transaction with another customer.

When he saw people giving up another precious thing for what he wanted right away, Leia Rick couldn’t help but enjoy it.

It was the same with the prince of the German kingdom who had just left.

Aren’t you making a foolish deal because you can’t see what you’re holding in your hands and only look at what you don’t have?

“If I had human eyes in my hands, I would be less foolish than I am now.”

Those who don’t even know the value of what they have are greedy, so it’s funny that they always want new things.

I couldn’t help but be a really ridiculous species.

Is it possible not to love humans?

If a great evil were to destroy mankind, it would be Learic who would be the first to stand in its way.

“Hehe.”

Learic slowly gets up and looks around the general store. He was taken aback when a door opened in his residence and a general store first appeared, but now he wondered if it was some kind of revelation.

This general store, obtained by killing a dwarf-like human inside, was giving him more pleasure than he thought.

Did you say Claire?

This wasn’t the place he was supposed to be.

A deformed place where you can twist dimensions and hide from the eyes of the gods.

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How can a place like this exist?

Learic really liked the general store, and the most enjoyable part of it was.

Thanks to this, he learned the secret of the continent.

“It’s the second round.”

As soon as he learned that the continent had already been destroyed once, and that it was a new continent, Raeric felt an overwhelming sense of ecstasy.

Like gods.

Isn’t it that they are deceiving everyone on the continent?

As the great devil of deception, I wanted to uncover the truth of this with unbearable pleasure.

And.

Deius Verdi for him.

To be precise, Shinwoo Kim was sent to the Nightmare War.

“You must be done now.”

At the time five days had passed since The Nightmare’s War, it was exactly one month in terms of outside time.

Starting with the academy to find Deius Verdi, there was a riot outside, but he himself must not know that.

He hums his hum, thinking that it is also an entertainment and gift that he has prepared for him.

The place called The Nightmare War was entirely made up of Learic’s greed.

Deceives, deceives, deceives many people.

The numerous rules there end up playing with humans, inciting them to doubt each other and fight.

But a place where only one person is real.

As a hotel, there is only one single room.

We deal with the humans who entered Room 110 to play with, but after that, their memories and experiences become part of the nightmare war.

All the guests in Room 110 had the same ending.

Die on the way.

After five days, you lose your memories of the Nightmare and get kicked out.

“All you have to do is leave the memories and experiences of Deius in the Nightmare.”

Then the real Deus has nothing to do with it. Because the same fake comes into his hands.

Memories of the second round, the truth of the continent he knew, etc.

Learic couldn’t keep his tongue still, wanting to quickly devour his memories and experiences.

I couldn’t stay still when I thought about it, so Learic jumped up from his seat.

“It’s about time.”

Now, it’s just five days and it’s time to finish.

Those who survived must have been kicked out of the nightmare after five days.

To check it out, he opened the door of the general store and headed to the Nightmare Hall.

Still, the surrounding darkness was preparing to bite the beings who tried to escape from the nightmare.

“The Corpse Master.”

He smiled brightly when he found the corpse of the corpse master in the darkness.

Although most of them drop out at the beginning.

The corpse master, who boasts explosive aggression from the moment he luckily obtains a corpse in the middle, was one of the characters that made the dream war interesting.

“Hmm?”

But seeing as there was only one corpse expelled, could it be that the corpse was the final winner in this match?

Rareric inspects the state of the Nightmare from the outside.

‘No. 101, No. 102, No. 103, No. 104 Died. Room 105 is…… Hmm?’

#105.

I can’t see Hanso.

There is no separate body.

‘No. 106, No. 107, No. 108, No. 109 Died. 110.’

Learic’s eyes widened as he checked the numbers behind them in turn.

“No. 110 Deus Verdi.”

His lips bite when he senses something strange. I wanted to know what the situation was, but I needed to check.

Quang!

He opened the door of the dreamhouse and went inside and looked around.

The corpses created by the corpse master caught my eye right away, but the number was not enough.

“Hanso, the Dark Spirit and Deus Verdi.”

Three bodies are missing.

If he was alive, he should have been kicked out of the mansion.

Because that’s the rule of Nightmare.

“…… Could it be that he escaped?”

Here in the Nightmare?

No, I couldn’t.

Absolutely impossible.

Because everyone except for Deius Verdi is ultimately just an illusion created by The Nightmare.

In the first place, the moment they walked out of the entrance of the Nightmare War, the darkness waiting outside would have swallowed them up.

“What the hell is that?”

I couldn’t have known it if it was hidden inside the Hall of Dreams.

But at that moment.

Tumble.

The sound of footsteps echoed on the stairs. Many, not one.

At the sound of mana coming from the 3rd floor, Learic made a dumbfounded expression.

When you get down to the second floor, you realize how they managed to get past the absolute five days of this nightmare war.

“Dare.”

After all, the end.

Glaring at the three people walking down the stairs on the first floor, Learic gritted his teeth.

Looking at his expression like that.

“It’s an expression worth seeing.”

Deius held back a laugh.