I Became The Academy Necromancer

100. land of artists

Kwadeuk!

Two heads rolling on the floor. It was such a clean blow that it made me feel awkward that I was still alive.

“Ah, student Arya!”

Erica, who was standing behind, shouted in surprise, but Arya didn’t pay attention and walked towards the bodies.

Erica couldn’t leave her like that. Let’s hurry forward and grab Arya’s shoulder.

“why.”

A voice that is even more subdued.

Even though he was accurately aware that he had just killed a person, he didn’t even hesitate at all.

Even if this situation happened again, this girl would repeat the same behavior a hundred times in a hundred.

Rather, Erica was at a loss for what to say because of her confident reaction.

Like drawing paper that has already been soiled, I am sure that no matter what I do to the girl, that appearance will not change.

“Just stay still. It’s all for Professor Deius.”

“Do you really think he would be happy about something like this?”

“It would be nice if you were happy. But even if it’s not, it doesn’t really matter.”

A firm conviction nestled in the voice of Arya, who is calm and assertive. But the root of that belief was anxiety and trauma.

“Professor Deius needs to be strong. To the extent that no one dares to touch it.”

Arya can’t just become stronger by herself. No matter how much she is, she can’t always protect Deius.

He wouldn’t even want that.

So, Deus Verdi must be strong.

Even in a situation where Aria can’t protect her, she can protect herself.

To the extent that no one dared to imagine aiming for his neck.

“It doesn’t matter if the professor frowns for a moment for that.”

“Wait a minute? Do you see this as something that can be passed on so easily?”

“You don’t know.”

Arya replies with a sly smile.

“Professor does not abandon me. I can’t throw it away.”

I don’t know what the reason is.

Deus Verdi’s sincerity toward Aria in the first episode was not something she received through a special action.

From the beginning, Deius cherished Arya.

Infinite consideration, teaching, and patience without cost. An understanding person who sees through himself at any time.

Arya always remembered it, carved it into her heart, and will never forget it.

“It means you don’t hate me even if you take some of these corpses.”

Aria smiles again when she thinks of him. The moment I reach out my hand to the corpse while laughing happily.

Kwadeuk!

The severed face suddenly opens its mouth wide and bites her hand.

sudden surprise.

His face was still there, and he gnawed his teeth violently, saying he was going to rip off Arya’s fingers.

“under!”

As if throwing away the sword, Arya grabbed the teeth of her face with the opposite hand and opened her mouth.

Deude Deuk!

His face was split in half with his mouth ripped open by the power of Arya mixed with mana.

It was smashed and thrown to the floor in a cruel and brutal way, but the man’s body with the severed head stood up suddenly before he knew it.

The body started to squirm.

Soon, dozens of snake heads began pouring out of the neck toward the two of them.

“this!”

Arya is in a hurry, so she raises her sword and swings it. A little late, I remembered that I had to protect Professor Erica, who was next to me.

Quite quickly, the professor was using light magic to protect himself.

“I’m a monster surgeon! I heard there were a few in Dante, but I didn’t expect to be one of them.”

“Monster Surgeon?!”

Erica exclaims in admiration at the unfamiliar name. However, her palms were already surrounded by yellow spheres that were to be shot at the enemy.

Erica swung her hand wide as if throwing a ball at the pouring snakes.

The sphere melted the snakes and dug deep into the inside, and soon exploded in front of the enemy’s main body, pouring out a brilliant light.

As the smoke from the explosion spreads, Aria runs into it with her greatsword raised.

Although I didn’t like the fighting style that matched Erica’s breathing.

The fact that the opponent was a monster surgeon made Arya’s lips shake.

If it was a challenge, it was definitely a challenge.

A necromancer or a corpse man is so rare that it cannot be compared.

Beyond talent, an area that requires another talent.

so that.

“It wasn’t just a restorative medicine, was it long-ripened wild ginseng?”

Arya couldn’t hold back the twisting smile.

The more difficult the enemy, the more helpful it will be to Deius, who can handle the dead.

“Because I don’t know where the main body is, the body and the neck. I’ll have to take both!”

Her sword was mercilessly wielded in the emotion of love.

* * *

“it’s okay. God will fully understand your feelings.”

A white-haired nun in a nun’s uniform gives a small smile. Then, the guard who was standing blocking the road stuck out his wide lips and was delighted.

The nun’s beauty is in the top five even when seen by the guards who watched countless people pass by here.

“Maybe.”

“Yes, so don’t worry.”

The soft smile was different from my usual image but not awkward, so I snorted because I was dumbfounded.

“Pu-huh.”

Illuania, who was driving the carriage, could not stand it and covered her mouth with both hands and bowed her head.

Seeing her shoulders tremble, she seemed quite happy.

It is commendable to Finden Eye for creating something to make a mother who buries her head in her thigh for fear of getting caught.

“Now then, shall we pray for a moment?”

yes.

That’s a pinden child.

Together with the guards, Pindenai began to pray with both hands folded and eyes closed.

She was wearing the nun’s uniform she had received from the Elia Convent because her usual maid outfit, which was usually very revealing, had become dirty.

“Goddess Hertia, who is in charge of the hearth and fire, is watching us today.”

[Do you do it sooner than you think?]

“I was told that in the Clark Republic, the Resistance needed camouflage to hide their identities.”

[So is that so? It’s amazing how people change so drastically.]

The dark mage nodded with his arms folded while staring at him in amazement.

After peeking out the carriage window, I turn my head inside again and look at the book.

When I was told that I was being interrogated, he suddenly made a fuss saying that he would come forward, and he was confident.

Actually, there was no need to lie. Even if I announce that I am a memorial service, the door will open naturally, and the market will come.

However, there is still a possibility that assassins sent by bishops and nobles are looking for me.

It’s not difficult to deal with, but I didn’t have to walk around with a pointless tail.

In that sense, Finden Ai’s actions would be of some help.

‘I guess he just wanted to do it.’

Finden-Ai would rather have the assassins come, so it seems that she just wanted to try her hand at acting as a nun.

“Goddess will protect you. Fire in that sword, passion in the heart, peace in the heart.”

As if the prayer was over, the guard thanked Finden-Ai and tried to let the wagon in.

Originally, in the case of nuns, the guards did not bother unpacking their luggage.

It was because of the belief that the gods could be displeased and that the nuns couldn’t have anything illegal.

Of course, there had to be a nameplate proving that she was a nun, but Findenai prayed in the name of leaving it behind.

“And brother.”

“Yes Yes?!”

I thought it was over, but Finden I added another word.

Just in case, I felt sorry for the security guard who put all his strength into his voice and gave a bright answer.

“Are you a smoker? The body smells strongly of tobacco.”

“ah! Sin, sorry!”

At the guard who panicked and began to shake off the armor with his hands, Finden Ai smiled and continued talking.

“God didn’t tell me not to smoke, but it’s a bad thing. I am worried that there will be some strain on the brother’s body.”

[You also have a wonderful maid, don’t you?]

“Very excited.”

Where did you learn to lie so blatantly?

The woman who, just five minutes ago, had been whining to stop the carriage because she wanted to smoke her cigarette.

Pretending to be a nun and preaching that tobacco is harmful to the body.

“Give it to me. I will take responsibility and dispose of it.”

“Oh, but… … It’s a luxury item… .”

“Are you sure you want to make me sad?”

Hearing the slightly watery voice, I turn my head and look out the window again.

I wondered if that woman would even act as if she were crying.

But, of course, not a single drop of water fell from her crimson eyes. He’s just acting sad with a distorted face.

“Ah, I see. The nun is right. White sea is useless.”

“You are wise.”

“If I have it, I will eventually get my hands on it again. I believe that Sister will take responsibility and dispose of it.”

“Goddess Hertia will be pleased too.”

After accepting the tobacco, Finden Ai turns around. Footsteps were heard, and as she got on, the carriage started to move again.

Wearing a nun’s uniform, Finden Ai smiles immediately and proudly holds out a cigarette.

“Master, look at this! Honey! If you’re a nun, you can even get tobacco for free!”

“… … .”

“Mmm! Look at this! It must be a really expensive thing! It smells good!”

It is very impressive to see him holding tobacco to his nostrils, closing his eyes and savoring it.

“Oh, I want to taste some free tobacco. Is there anywhere to fill?”

Findenai licks her lips and stuffs tobacco into the pockets that nuns carry rosarios in.

[If the guard saw it earlier, he would cry. that the illusion is broken You might even curse God.]

The Dark Spirit shook his head in amazement.

done.

Trying to understand Finden Eye is more difficult than I thought, so I decided to just do it.

It was not for nothing that he was fighting as the head of a mad country called the Clark Republic.

The name of the city we arrived at after crossing the gate is Claren.

It was a city developed to the extent of being similar to Lovern where the academy was located, but the buildings themselves were rather old.

It is a land of artists who have been focused on traditional culture and tourism, and are always accompanied by music, dance, painting and sculpture.

In my experience, artists are often associated with demons or yokai.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m shutting myself in a small room or because I talk to myself a lot.

If it wasn’t for Lucia’s letter, the first place she would have been to was not Elia’s convent, but this place.

[Hey, Deus?]

After all, it’s the city landscape, so I think it’s there, and the dark magician cautiously calls me as I’m concentrating on the book I’m reading.

“Well?”

When he glances at her to ask what’s going on, his trembling fingers point right behind the carriage.

“her.”

The rear of the wagon was so chaotic that I gasped in vain.

Like stray cats roaming the streets.

Bizarre monsters of various shapes were following the wagon, salivating like beasts rushing towards their prey.