I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 215

215. Time to test

This was the second time I’ve seen an execution site reminiscent of the Roman Colosseum turned into a forum.

The grandstand was still enchanted with silence to keep the discussion from interfering, and King Orpheus and his entourage were seated in the VIP seats, looking down at us.

The composition itself was a little unusual.

Me and Lucia were not on the same side, but in the form of a three-way face-to-face, including the mule, looking at each other like a triangle.

B.

Her saintess and her bishops following her.

And Mule and the bishops who follow him.

It is divided in this way, but eventually the discussion will flow in the form of me and Lucia cooperating.

“First of all, let me remind you once again that the purpose of the discussion is to discuss the meaning and qualifications of the position of a memorial service.”

The voice of the archmage Rock Pelican, who served as the moderator, echoes through the microphone containing magical power.

“Please start with the reformist who raised the objection and give your opinion.”

Reformers meant Mul and the bishops who followed him.

A blue light comes into the microphone in front of the mule, and he looks around at the crowd with a wide smile.

“Hello, Greypond. Everyone who lives in a beautiful city like Shinsoo.”

Still.

His smile contained a demonic charm that reassured others.

If it’s just an external first impression, you can see that it’s a step above.

“I am here today to show you the truth.”

He seduces others by stretching out his hands and continuing to speak in a soft voice.

A voice that anyone would like, like the smell of freshly baked bread in the morning.

“However, the truth is not a well-kept secret. It’s not even a very deep and dark mystery of a continent you don’t know about. It is a very simple fact that we all know.”

Mule takes a breath and continues talking.

“It is none other than a story after life. It is a time of glory that the gods have reserved for us.”

In my eyes, for an instant, his warm smile looked like a snake’s.

Very cunning, enjoys deceiving others.

“Those who serve the goddess Hertia become beloved angels after death. Those who serve the goddess Justia will be embraced by her goddess, and those who serve the god Belas will have a banquet seasoned with joy and pleasure in his palace!”

Life is hard.

Religion usually emphasizes the happiness prepared for them at the end of such hardships and deceives them.

I’d be glad if that was true.

“But look at this man in front! Call yourself a sage! Even though he says he acts for the dead! After all, he doesn’t guarantee anything after his death!”

While acting as a memorial service, I did not go around explaining to people that after death it was a rest without anything.

It was a truth that ultimately shakes the roots of religion, and I did not want to break their own deeply rooted truth.

Because the meaning of religion was a little different to me in the first place.

It was one of the measures.

It was a kind of fence.

As we act according to the law, order is maintained and society operates.

Religion was one of the strongest laws of order that each individual had in his heart.

Apart from whether it is true or false, I also thought that religion was necessary for the balance and peace of the continent.

So I didn’t tell the truth.

“Deius Verdi! Why don’t you take them to God after death! No, that would be impossible!”

His finger points at me.

Unwaveringly, resolutely.

“Why? Who used divine power. Why is it impossible for that man who used the power of God, claiming that he was chosen by God right here, right here?”

I was expecting it.

When I thought about what my most painful weakness was, the divine power shown in the first debate.

That was the most powerful weapon Mule brought today.

“Because he was not chosen by God. The divine power he dealt with was temporary, and at the time he was just cheating.”

After all, Romuleus is also a god.

It was natural to expect that he would grasp this part well and stab it.

Lucia glances at me.

Don’t worry, her eyes asked if it would be okay, she replied with a wink.

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“Did I say something wrong? Deius Verdi?”

At Mule’s question, the surrounding eyes are pouring on me. The feeling of thousands of needles piercing your body.

“Do you know why he walks around the kingdom under the name of a memorial service?!”

Mule’s voice has become more intense now. With obvious hostility he shouted.

“Because I am a warlock! As a necromancer, he is a being who handles souls! That’s why they’ve tricked us all in a wicked way! Instead of guiding souls to the bosom of the gods for the sake of their own magic, they only swelled their stomachs!”

Thanks to the silence magic, it was fortunate that the crowd couldn’t be heard.

If it wasn’t for that, there would have been a lot of booing that made it difficult to proceed.

“I don’t think he should be in the position of a memorial service! How can you trust a man like this and entrust those he sent away!”

Mule, who criticizes openly, makes eye contact with me. He truly pretended that he was a zealous prophet who administers justice.

He was acting.

After Mule’s words ended, my turn came.

The microphone lit up in blue in front catches even the sound of my breathing and echoes throughout the forum.

In a situation where you have to be careful with every single word like that.

“That’s right, I can’t handle divine power.”

I proudly declared a frontal breakthrough.

The silence magic is applied, but the citizens’ behavior and mood can be grasped.

Amidst the chaotic scene, I continued talking.

“The reason I was able to handle the divine power at the time was because I happened to obtain a holy object called the Holy Grail.”

Some people doubted the very existence of the Holy Grail, so it was shocking for me to mention it.

I keep bombarding the crowd with more agitation.

“Also, I returned it to the saintess here.”

“That’s right.”

Lucia nodded in response.

“I confirmed it myself, and Deius Verdi returned the Holy Grail to the Church.”

The mule’s eyebrows narrowed slightly and then looked at me and Lucia alternately.

Behind him, the bishops supporting the mules were also shaken.

“No, why didn’t I reveal such an important thing until now!”

The voice of criticism bursting out at the same time. One of the bishops who supported Mule eventually couldn’t stand it and said a word.

“I thought it would cause confusion.”

Lucia kept her composure and answered step by step.

“Even though it was for the sake of the kingdom, in the end he cheated everyone.”

“For the kingdom?! Are those words coming out of the saintess’ mouth now!”

“I, I…… Ugh!”

“What would you have said if Stella was here!”

The bishops of Mule who let out her sighs as she clicked her tongue toward her saintess, who is taking my side, the warlock.

On purpose Mule didn’t say anything, but he didn’t even block the accusations.

He’s just enjoying the fact that the current is flowing through him with a smile still on his lips.

Like a surfer riding a wave.

[Why am I calling?]

Stella, who was standing awkwardly next to Lucia, added a word with a pouty expression.

“How can you lie for the sake of the kingdom by deceiving that you can handle divine power!”

“That’s a scam! Saint Lucia! I am afraid of what God will groan when he sees you!”

“You are sitting in the seat of a memorial service while not being able to handle the divine power? This is absurd! You are not qualified!”

As Mule didn’t say anything, the bishops in the back seemed to think it was their turn instead, and they hung on even more.

But, of course, the bishops behind the saint also fight back against them.

“Nevertheless, Saint Lucia is still using her divine power! Doesn’t that mean her God still chose her, and she means that her choice is also approved by her God!”

“Even if her holy power was false, you should see his steps and achievements!”

“In the first place! The position of a memorial service was chosen by His Majesty! What does divine power have to do with it!”

I felt like I was a general leading an army when I saw them fighting while raising their voices while leaving the subjects of the discussion alone.

Thump!

“Please be quiet.”

As the mana-filled fist of Rock Pelican, the archmage in charge of today’s host, gently strikes the desk, mana is scattered around the table like a wave.

The venue became quiet in an instant.

The gaze of the Rock Pelican is quietly directed to me.

“It was still Deus Verdi’s time to speak. Please continue.”

In the middle, Mule’s bishops intervened, so he even adds that he will give Mule a speech time penalty.

I put my mouth close to the microphone again.

“I am very sorry for deceiving you with my holy power, but I needed a chance.”

It was natural to stumble and stumble with divine power. Lucia, too, asked if it would be a good idea to use her Holy Grail to pass it this time as well.

“Having such an opportunity, I have been busy walking on this land for the past year.”

I didn’t bother.

Last year’s debate started, but a year has not yet been filled.

The seat for the examination that came a little early.

“Assuming the name of a memorial service, it has comforted countless dead people and also returned many evil spirits to rest.”

Has the memorial service Deius Verdi given the citizens faith over the past year?

“I did my best to show you everything, and now it’s time for you to choose.”

Have all the things I’ve done moved their hearts?

“Do you need me?”

This was a place to check.

* * *

The discussion was lively.

Since it became known that Deus Verdi was an existence that could not handle divine power, it seemed to be pushed back.

Numerous people who had been helped by him so far appeared as witnesses, and the tide was gradually turning.

“At that time, there were many evil spirits in the academy. I don’t know why, but thanks to Professor Deius Verdi, the academy was able to return to its original state without a single death!”

Starting with the pot-bellied dean of Robern Academy who made a surprise appearance as a witness.

“During the invasion of the Marias, I saw firsthand how many souls were interfering with the Great War. Not only that, but he also spent time day and night to comfort them.”

An attack by tribesmen from the Great Forest of Marias to the east.

A soldier who was on the battlefield at the time testified about Deius’ achievements.

“That’s how Saint Stella left with a smile. She was saved contrary to the many people she had saved. It was thanks to the spirit commander.”

When the abbess of Sister Elia finally testified with tears in her eyes, the bishops on Mule’s side were also embarrassed.

The important thing.

No one could testify that he forcibly handled the soul like any other necromancer.

In fact, even the bishops who supported Mule followed Deius’ various steps and closely investigated them, but they could not find even the slightest evidence or witness.

Their knowledge of black magic was too narrow to perjure.

It took quite a pulpit to bring a false witness in front of Deius, the warlock.

Because if you make a mistake, there will be an irreversible headwind.

“Looks like you’re getting more and more flowing? Owen! Bring me some popcorn!”

Finden Ai, who was watching the situation through the screen connected to her waiting room, exclaimed, making a fuss about her.

It’s not just Deus Verdi defending himself, this situation where countless people are coming forward to defend him.

She felt good about Finden Ai because she felt that the man she loved was recognized.

“As expected, the memorial service!”

Owen, who brought the popcorn, was also impressed that so many people recognized the good deeds of Deius, who was like his teacher.

“… ….”

She was cheering Arya, who was with the two of them, with her fists clenched.

Smart.

A knocking sound from outside.

In an instant, all three of them looked at the door at the same time.

“Don’t open it.”

Finden-Eye, who has sharp senses, instinctively recognizes that the being outside now is an enemy.

The moment she pulls out her ax and opens the door, pushing Arya and Owen back.

“Hello.”

Standing there were the believers who had followed Mule into Gray Pond.

All of them are smiling like women, but there is a peculiar eerie feeling in their smiles.

“Did you come because you wanted to split your head?”

It was the Finden child who growled and warned on purpose, but the woman standing in front of them reached out her hand and looked beyond the Finden child.

Points to Arya.

“I have come to meet the savior of this land.”