How To Live As An Academy Extra Villain

94 – Rat Hole (12)

“Cough…cough…! Cough!!”

“Sicella!”

“Ugh…!! It hurts…”

Sisela’s cough suddenly started and didn’t seem to stop. Every time she coughed her dark red blood splattered all over her.

Not only was she there coughing, but she was also clutching her chest and moaning as if she was in great pain.

“Off…”

“Cough…Cough…!”

And the other two Inquisitors are also not in very good condition. She barely managed to avoid falling by leaning against her wall.

Even more strange things continued to happen. Sisella, seeing the condition of the others, placed her hands on them and tried to infuse them with her divine power, but at that moment she fell to the floor and rolled around, as if suddenly in excruciating pain.

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“Ahh…Ahhhhh…!”

What on earth is going on? Has demonic energy entered your body without your knowledge? However, due to the purification ritual just now, there is not a single ounce of impurity left in the air.

More than anything, Mona and I are perfectly fine, and it makes no sense that Sisela, who has the strongest divine power among the group, is in the worst condition… For a moment.

A thought suddenly appears in her fog-filled mind.

I looked down. Mona, in her arms, was burying her face, covering her ears with her own small hands. I put Mona down and talked to her.

“Mona, listen to me carefully. Do you see that pile of junk over there? Go behind there right now and hide. You can’t come out until I say it’s okay. Got it?”

After hearing what I said, Mona shook her head and refused, but as I continued to persuade her, she eventually gave up her stubbornness. Although she was relieved when Mona’s tiny body was covered, it was not even a temporary solution if she ultimately could not solve her cause.

The existence of obsidian that was hanging around Mona’s neck and is now known to be impossible to obtain.

The current situation is that the activation of her divine power is blocked, and the stronger the power, the more terrible pain she suffers.

I know an enemy who uses this kind of trick.

Along with him, the most powerful person in this village with the dark side also rises at the same time.

The person who claimed to be Mona’s non-existent older sister, who was with us the whole time.

“…Sicella. Right now…”

The moment I turned her body, something hot and burning suddenly passed through my shoulder.

The warmth of her divine power that Sisella had given evaporated in an instant, and something cloudy and dark rushed in through the wound.

I can feel the magical energy that has directly penetrated her, spreading through her blood vessels and throughout her body. My vision is blurry and my breathing is short. Numb and aching pain took control of every nerve in my body.

“Whoops…!”

“Edwin…!”

As Sisella looked at me, unable to do anything, she screamed helplessly.

“It’s so ugly. What’s any different between you and an earthworm crawling on the floor?”

In the midst of the confusion, someone’s laughter was suddenly heard from the doorway. It was a familiar sound, as if I had heard it somewhere before.

I turned my head reflexively. Sisela, who was sprawled on the floor, and the two priests who were barely supporting her body did all they could to confirm the identity of the enemy.

“…I should have noticed when you were tailing me earlier…But somehow it didn’t feel right…Cough…!”

Sisela sighed. The other two faces were also full of surprise and embarrassment.

“I couldn’t believe it, but you are really a heresy inquisitor. You dogs of the oppressor. This is truly ridiculous and pitiful. How can I not laugh at you when I see you?”

Even with her increasingly blurry eyes, she was able to clearly identify its identity.

Slick orange short hair.

Freckles dotted like sesame seeds on her cheeks.

With eyes that look at a dirty and disgusting bug,

The necromancer looks down on us.

***

The origin of the necromancer is not exactly known.

However, there is an oral tradition that there are people on this continent who have gained power by making deals with the devil since ancient times, and in the end, there are people who have become no better than devils themselves.

They sold the noblest part of their souls, and in return they received a long life and a variety of ugly black magic.

A necromancer survives his life by taking on the souls of others. After sneaking into the village disguised as a harmless louse, she slowly puts down roots and eventually makes it her own nest. All that remains behind are empty, dilapidated, unclaimed houses.

With the fall of the Great Evil, the necromancers also disappeared or were subjugated, but some claim that they are still lurking in secret throughout this continent, waiting for their king.

There were occasional rumors that it was their fault that a residential area built in a remote area was disappearing without a sound, but this would be the first time in decades that they had been caught in the act.

“Cough…What a b*tch…Cough…!”

“A b*tch?”

As Sisella let out her curse, the necromancer approached her. Then she kicked Sisela hard in the stomach, sending Sisela flying straight into the wall of the warehouse.

-Boom!

“Cough…! Cough! Argh!”

“It’s okay for a child to talk to you. It seems your god doesn’t teach you about manners… Huh?”

The necromancer approached Sisela again and she placed her foot on her head and stomped on her. Then she noticed something shining black in Sisella’s hand, and the corners of her mouth rose and she smiled.

“Even stealing other people’s things. Give it to me. Without it, I couldn’t use my strength properly and it was so inconvenient.”

The necromancer forced Sisela’s clenched hands to open and retrieve her obsidian necklace. When the necromancer hung it around his neck, a large amount of magical energy came out of his necklace and was absorbed by the necromancer.

“Now that I think about it, that corpuscle…Aha.”

Just looking at that scene sent a numb and tingling sensation deep into my bones. The necromancer looked around, fixed his eyes on the junk where Mona was hiding, and smiled wickedly.

“It’s cute too. The only way to hide it is in a place like that…”

“…What did you do to Dante…Stefano and Enrico…Cough!”

“Don’t worry. It’s perfectly fine. ‘Not yet’.”

“Still…?”

“It’s been a long time since I got my hands on a clean Soul, but I can’t handle it so harshly. I was slowly getting tired of things that smell like gooey potatoes, but it turned out very well.”

“Cough… Could it be that the villagers…?”

At the necromancer’s words, Sisella muttered softly as if she had realized something. The necromancer looked at Sisella like that and laughed until the corners of her mouth were torn apart.

“They have already become my servants. Oh, don’t misunderstand. I just gave them a choice. Either continue to suffer from the plague or throw off their bodies and choose true salvation.”

“How on earth… When I used the miracle of seeing, it was clear…”

“That’s only natural, since I only told the truth. It’s true that the plague broke out, it’s true that pilgrims came, and it’s true that I took them away. But you’ve already used the miracle of seeing? That’s quite an achievement at such a young age. . It may be because of that achievement that I am experiencing such pain now.”

“…What a b*tch…Cough…!”

At the necromancer’s harsh words, Sisela seemed to have forgotten what she wanted to say.

If we think about the current situation, the necromancer came into the village disguised as a pilgrim.

And then the ritual of summoning demons began, and in the aftermath, the villagers were swept by a plague. The necromancer made such souls his servants in the name of saving them from their suffering.

Then, he disguised himself as a person named Becky, who did not exist, and settled down in the village.

Also, in order to hide the existence of the devil while it was settling in the possessed body, he wore an obsidian necklace and created a barrier with chicken blood to prevent the demonic energy from leaking out.

And while the ceremony was going on, we arrived at this village.

“Cough…Cough!!”

Sisela’s cough continued endlessly. Even as she clutched her chest and barely managed to support her body, Sisela continued to glare at the necromancer. Looking at Sisella like that, the necromancer looks like he is fed up.

“Tsk tsk. That’s stupid. Even if I preserve all my strength, it’s not enough…”

A necromancer is at the same time an evil and powerful warlock. And it is known that they learned various black magic directly from the king of demons.

Among them, ‘reversal’ is what makes subjugating the necromancer the most difficult.

Once the necromancer has completely established his nest, everything in the land falls under evil control. And when that time comes, the necromancer will be able to unfold a twist through himself.

Once the reversal is activated, the divine power given by God cannot be used at all. In other words, the more divine power one has in one’s body, the greater the pain one suffers in proportion to it.

This is why, while Mona and I, who do not have a single ounce of divine power, are fine, Sisela is suffering the most.

She had such powerful divine power that she was able to perform a ritual to send the devil back to hell on her own.

“Were you the one who gave Sarah instructions?”

“Huh?”

When I asked the question, the necromancer finally turned his head and looked at me. His attitude is full of composure. It’s as if he can take control whenever he wants.

“Who is Sarah?”

“A black-haired maid. She worked at Reed’s mansion.”

“Oh?”

After hearing what I said, the necromancer tilted his head, then raised his eyes as if he realized something.

“Yes, the child’s name was Sarah. That’s right. I did my best to help the poor child and asked her to help me with my work in return. But who are you and who do you know about that? Influence the plot twist. “Seeing as he doesn’t receive it, it looks like he’s not a priest.”

“My name is Edwin Reed. And our family owns the mansion where Sarah worked.”

“What? hahahaha, hahahahaha!”

When the necromancer heard me, his eyes opened even wider, and he stared intently into my face. As if I was taking apart each of his features one by one.

And not long after, he threw his head back and laughed excitedly.

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The purpose of diverting the necromancer’s attention from Sisella to me was achieved, but the moment I thought that this reaction might be excessive,

The words that came out of his mouth conveyed such shock that he almost lost the consciousness he was barely holding on to.

“Yes. After listening to it, it’s really…The same. He really resembles your father. That hateful face…How could I have forgotten…”

“…What?”