I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 219

219. Revealed

219. Revealed

“Oh?”

A corner of Greypond Cemetery.

A woman trembles in a crouch, dodging tentacles protruding from all sides of her.

I didn’t stop by here because I had an acquaintance who was buried separately.

She came to ask for forgiveness for her boy, praying for the soul of the begging ghost who had tormented her before.

Her heart, which had been relieved through her forgiveness, was forced to be forgotten by the sudden disaster.

Just like outside the walls and the discussion hall, the city of Greypond was also thrown into chaos with the tentacles of Romuleus pouring out.

It could be said that the woman who hid at the unattended tomb was safer than the others.

Foowaaaaak!

Right in front of her, the wet soil splashes like a fountain. Huge tentacles rose up, pushing away tombstones and smashing buried coffins.

The woman is in tears, but she is so shocked that she cannot move because her leg is cramped.

“No! No!”

The pupils attached to the tentacles rotate to capture her woman. The moment she wriggles as if she has found her prey and is about to strike straight down.

Her woman’s body slowly begins to rise.

As if someone was holding her from behind, she was able to escape from the tentacle’s attack thanks to her floating in the air while dangling from behind.

“Huh? Uh! Huh?!”

An incomprehensible situation continues to unfold. The moment I wondered what the hell was going on.

[Thank you, sister.]

The little boy’s voice lingers in my ears. It cannot be seen, nor can it be felt.

But she seemed to know who the boy was.

“Is that the ghost then?”

A boy died alone in his back alley, unable to endure the hunger and cold.

So, even after he became a ghost, there is a story that he clung to people while begging for money.

What saved him now was the voice of the ghost boy he was following terribly at the time.

[Thank you so much for putting the bread on my tombstone. I’m sorry for bothering you. I wasn’t crazy at the time.]

“Ah.”

Medicant Deius Verdi also said it clearly. He suffered from hunger and cold, and only became an evil spirit after forming a grudge.

I’m not a bad-tempered child.

Having heard the story, the woman followed Deius’ advice and was on her way to place bread on the boy’s tombstone.

A woman escapes her crisis with the help of her begging boy. Her child whispered back to her after dropping her off on her street.

[Be careful, sister, I’m going to help others.]

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I can’t see it, but the woman answered into the air.

“Go, are you going?”

[Right, so be careful.]

After saying that, the cold chill that came after me disappeared. The confusion around me that sounded like babbling now pierced my ears clearly again.

She noticed that the boy had gone.

“Ah.”

Realizing that her own forgiveness, determined through her memorial service, was meaningful, the woman began to evacuate with others.

[Go over there.]

She would have been invisible to a woman.

Now, countless souls were flying towards one place in the sky of Northweden.

And a woman with a black veil around her mouth who shows the way to such spirits.

[It’s over there. He is in that forum.]

The Dark Spirit was in the process of guiding the awakened souls to him after being called by Deius.

[Go and get strength from him. And save people.]

As a fish swims in the current of a river, the souls that filled the sky were on their way to where her fingertips were pointing.

[Heh heh heh!]

[I can see the memorial service again!]

[I can help him! I can repay the favor!]

[My daughter must still be living in Greypond.]

[What year is it now? I wonder how big our grandson must have been.]

From souls who have been dead for a few years.

[Why do we have to follow the warlock’s call?]

[Then he just fell asleep! I woke up to protect my country!]

[Are these disgusting tentacles a remnant of dark magic?]

I could see articles and figures in history that seemed to be hundreds of years old.

[Ooh! Right! Right! Right!]

[You can’t hand this land over to God!]

[This is our land! Our land that our ancestors did not hand over to the gods!]

Even the ancient natives, who refused to have gods on their land, rose up and headed for Deius.

[How much he has grown.]

Looking at these souls, the Dark Spirit felt a sense of desolation and pride at the same time.

Now without Lemegeton.

This scene was created entirely by Deus Verdi with his own abilities.

He is different from the necromancers he knows.

Heral Hazard, who drove the kingdom of Griffin to the brink of destruction 200 years ago.

Even the Dark Spirit, who handled necromancy, which was one of the best on the present continent.

I can’t make a scene like this.

Although it is the same necromancer.

That man walking the other way.

[Maybe that’s why they keep following me.]

I wanted to watch it until the end.

* * *

“People looked at me and called me the worst, worst warlock.”

Outside the debate hall.

Looking up at the ghosts floating in the sky, Luanes utters meaningful words.

The continent’s worst necromancer.

He killed countless people, manipulated their souls, and killed another person.

“Deius Verdi.”

Because his name, which he spat out, felt heavier than I thought.

Ruanes had no choice but to admit it.

“A great necromancer.”

Opened a new horizon for necromancer.

Unlike ordinary necromancers who capture evil spirits, inflict pain on them, and sublimate the mana they contain into magic.

He treated souls as souls.

Treat them as human beings, not tools.

Some say his expression is infinitely cruel.

The truth that death is the end and only rest after death is truly futile. In a way, it could have transcended the boundaries of death and corrupted the reason for life.

But vice versa.

It was that man who moved and comforted those who simply closed their eyes and rested.

He is more cruel than anyone else, but on the contrary, he respects them more than anyone else.

It could not have been a man who was absurd.

“Professor… ….”

Likewise, Arya looked up at her sky and clenched her fists.

She just came out of the forum, but the moment she turned around to go back the way she came, she must have made up her mind.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

Findanei quickly grabs her by the shoulder.

“Are you going to fight that one? That bastard is running amok because of your fate or something.”

“… ….”

Even if you don’t always seem interested in the people around you and only care about your own life.

When this happens, Finden Ai always stabs at her core.

She could call it a beastly sense of smell, or she could have been gifted with insight.

“Right. Perhaps that god is doing this to get me to pick up the sword again.”

Mule came looking for Arya and kept asking her to return to being her champion.

These situations can be seen as the ground work to bring Arya back to her destiny as a warrior who eventually raises her guilt and saves her kingdom from crisis.

“But…… Is it really right to run away from here?”

Finden Ai couldn’t answer her question. If she knew that, then what could she be if she was a god?

But with her arms crossed, she watches Arya’s eyes.

What she could do was not derive her answers through her thoughts like Deus Verdi did.

Like a beast.

Like a wolf.

Through her instincts, she brings out her answers.

“Let’s go.”

And her instincts were calling out. It’s right to go back.

“Hey, you protect the kid. I will protect him.”

It is possible to strike with fists since it is wearing the hands of blood vessels. It’s a pity that I don’t have an ax, but I can’t help it.

She was a child of Finden who was thinking of her strength right away and tried to break through with her quick attack.

“I will refuse.”

Because Luanes is callous, he dismisses the request.

“I’m sorry, but the request I received is to protect Arya Rias. You are just stuck there.”

“I didn’t know you were being protected.”

Shrugging her shoulders, Fienden Ai doesn’t back down either and strikes back.

It’s not Romuleus’ tentacles, but it’s ripening into an atmosphere that won’t be strange even if you hit and fight each other right away.

It was Owen who brought her here.

“Well, I can run alone! The souls of the spirits are also helping!”

It was as the boy said.

The ghosts who contacted the memorial service at the forum were in the process of rescuing people using their mana.

Living magic.

This is one of Deus Verdi’s greatest strengths, and it was a skill that no one could carelessly copy.

The spirits were not fighting tentacles, but snatching citizens away or escorting them to safety.

Deus knew that there was no point in fighting anyway.

Aria, who had a chance thanks to Owen who cut off the flow of the two, answered firmly.

“Then follow me, both of you. This is my job anyway.”

“Ha, how bold!”

“Yes, that was the promise with Deius.”

Aria runs straight to the debate venue. With her speed close to her full power, Finden Ai caught up with her through War Shoes, and Luanes followed her while floating in the air spewing white smoke from her body.

‘I heard you’re a necromancer.’

It was a child of Finden who couldn’t quite understand how Luanes was using her magic.

For now, it’s not that important, so put it aside for a moment.

“So what are you going to do?”

When Ai Finden asked Arya who was going ahead, the girl answered with her resolve.

“Professor said that. In the end, I have the key to break the bonds of fate.”

“Oh, I did.”

She must have said that right before she left for the debate.

“I think I know what it is.”

“Hmm?”

“The professor has already given me something.”

Deus has already given himself the power and method to end the fate that came upon him suddenly.

With that thought, Arya was about to head towards Mule.

Quwaaaaagh!

A roaring sound erupted, and at the same time, a monster that had swallowed half of the huge discussion hall in one bite rose from the ground.

On the black body, there was no other part, only an ugly mouth that matched the expression of the vast bottom.

The tentacles protruding from its entire body are wriggling to the point of being unpleasant to look at.

Because of his appearance, the building that was originally an execution ground began to collapse, and dust came crashing down on Gray Pond.

Above this land.

At last, the fallen god appeared.

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  1. Ozaki Ozaki says:

    Eleanor really just disappeared huh lmao

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