I Became The Academy Necromancer

22. I didn’t want to know.

[The girl is not a dead person.]

After reading the text, Erika was overcome by an incomprehensible sensation. While living as a wizard, while also working as a first-class lecturer at Robern Academy.

He has interpreted countless magic formulas of high difficulty, and has solved many vicious problems to the extent that the author’s malice can be felt.

Although such things are usually full of fingerprints crammed all over the problem sheet.

Deus’ notebook gave Erica a sense of helplessness she had never felt before, with just one word.

It’s different from the problems of difficulty that made you remind yourself that you can solve it.

This is impossible.

It was a phrase I couldn’t understand myself.

“If it’s not a dead person, does that mean it wasn’t a girl possessed by Deius?”

I thought I got a clue, but in the end it’s back in place. The restored Deus notes were small enough to fit in the palm of your hand, so there was no way to know anything more.

“Whoop, whoop.”

[Hi-Hi.]

Through the heavy breathing of Professor Per Petra next to her, the girl’s sneer is heard.

I frowned and realized that the girl was actually here.

“Who are you?”

To be honest, I didn’t expect an answer to come back, and I spat it out as if surrendering in desperation.

As if passing by.

Took with a mischievous laugh that I don’t know if it’s true or false.

A word heard.

[Angel?]

* * *

“… … !”

Whoops!

The stiffly written letter paper cannot withstand the dean’s grip and is horribly crumpled.

It soon took the form of a sphere, and the dean threw it on the floor like vomiting.

Three days had passed since the necromancer died.

Deus’ reply came back again.

A letter with a simple and clear answer stating that he refuses to be reinstated as a full professor at Robern Academy.

“How on earth do you have to scorn me and make fun of me to be free of your intuition! Deus!”

Quaang!

The desk, which was violently hit with a fist, trembles with a sound. Even though I was offered the best treatment among professors in the industry, I was rejected.

Actually, it wasn’t sincere.

After the case was over, I was thinking of holding Deius responsible for the current situation.

Now that this has happened, simply supernatural circumstances cannot explain the present situation.

Even if Professor Deius is actually irrelevant. Or even if he was trying to protect the academy like he left a note.

I needed someone to take responsibility, and Professor Dayus was the best fit.

So I have to bring him to the academy somehow.

He was firmly rooted in Northweden’s manor, like an old tree.

How can I bring him back?

“Haaa!”

There are now two days left before the start of the semester.

When the students of the academy return, they see nothing but a future where things get even worse.

“Even if I call in the priest, there is no effect.”

Called a priest from a cathedral near the city. As the dead necromancer said, they were only worshiping every day and were unable to show any results.

“Should I rather invest a lot of money and call a saint?”

Unlike the clergy who simply prayed or used mana while saying that it was the power of God.

A saintess who is known to use her unique power called divine power for real.

However, in order to keep her at Lovern Academy even for a day, she had to donate about a quarter of the academy’s operating budget.

“Haaa.”

The dean sighed once more and just brushed his forehead.

At that time, Professor Karen opened the door and came in. Since the situation is so urgent, now I come in without knocking.

“Dean, the damage situation is rather serious right now.”

“Whoa. Have you grown again?”

After the necromancer was brutally killed and eaten.

The evil spirits in the academy were getting more rampant. In the past, if it had been a rare occurrence.

Now, they reveal themselves, harass, and inflict pain.

Literally like poking a beehive.

The good news was that no one had lost their lives.

“All the students who fell asleep on the second floor of the dormitory yesterday are in a coma.”

However, with Keren’s report this time, the dean finally managed to regain his composure.

“What, what, what? All the students on the second floor of the dormitory are in a coma?”

Karen also nods heavily, with a shadow on her face.

“There is no immediate life-threatening danger, but there is no sign of awakening.”

Since it was vacation, there weren’t many students left, so it was just that the fuss hadn’t grown yet.

What if this happens again in a situation where all students have entered?

Horrible.

“There are several other incidents. First of all, the central entrance on the first floor and the gym were controlled. There is also a man with a twisted body walking around the stairs on the right side of the third floor.”

“Haaa.”

Even if I let out a sigh, nothing changes, but I had no choice but to spit it out.

In the end, Keren demanded a decision from the dean, who was suffering from the thought that his head would be squeezed.

“Come on, to Northweden.”

“… … .”

The dean lifted his head and met Keren’s eyes. Despite her expression of genuine disapproval, Karen confidently said that there was no other way.

“The letter doesn’t work, so I’m going to go and persuade myself. Professor Deius is the only solution to the current situation.”

“Turn it off.”

“It is right to leave now. I will tell the academy’s coachman.”

The dean knew that was the correct answer, but he was really reluctant.

I just received a letter saying I refused despite the promise of the best treatment.

It was fortunate that he didn’t punch his face the moment he met Professor Deius.

rattle.

The door opens and Professor Keren enters.

“Dean, the damage situation is rather serious right now.”

A sword scar on his nose, gray hair tied in a bun, strangely pale eyes.

With the same look, same tone and atmosphere as when Karen just came in.

“uh?”

“… … .”

The dean looked at the two Kerens alternately with his mouth open, and the first Keren tried to run with his fists clenched.

Karen, who came in second, shrugged and laughed with her mouth ripped open.

“Bitch, did you come first?”

Squeak.

The second Keren disappeared.

Seeing that, Keren was devastated and at the same time thought that the current situation at the academy would have been properly conveyed to the dean.

The dean covered his face with both hands and mumbled an answer.

“Let’s go, Northwedon.”

* * *

“… … .”

For Deia, the past few days have been full of incomprehensible things.

And the reason was very clear.

Deius Verdi, the second son of the Verdi family. It was because of his second brother.

Deia is calling her the second idiot for convenience, but anyway.

Lately, his actions are strange enough to be strange, so I keep blinding him.

In the past, just being in sight was a disgusting man.

His actions these days were so mysterious that, strangely, his eyes were following him.

In particular, the act of confronting the shame of the Verdi family hidden underground, taking responsibility on behalf of the family head, and serving the girl who was the victim.

To be honest, I would have thought it would be great if the subject wasn’t Deius.

“So what are you doing now?”

Deia, who came out to Northweden Street for patrol, asked Finden-Ai, who was smoking a cigarette standing next to a supply lamp on the street.

Even in front of the owner’s younger sister, Deia, without putting out the cigarette he was holding, Finden-Ai, who confidently and leisurely exhaled smoke, shrugged his shoulders and replied.

“They said they needed something. So I came to buy it.”

“What are you doing?”

Usually, I wondered if this would require the maid to move and the owner to wait outside or stay in the mansion.

“me? I’m an escort And they said that if I buy something strange, just wait patiently.”

“… … .”

but.

The wayward maid looked as if, for money, she would buy alcohol and cigarettes and ask us to work on a masterpiece together.

After clicking her tongue thinking of Darius, the head of the household who was defeated by such a selfish woman, Deia asked something she was curious about.

“Deius, you learned black magic, right?”

“Hmm? I did not know?”

Deia was a little taken aback by Finden Eye’s answer so easily that her legs almost gave out.

“It’s exactly necromantic. When you see how he released Emily’s grudge in the basement, it just reminds me. We blocked it when we crossed the mountain range.”

Finding out the story about Sangun, Findenai puts a cigarette in his mouth again.

If you don’t take advantage of this free time, you won’t have enough time to clear your mind because of the owner, who is the non-smoking area itself.

Deia frowned at the smell of cigarettes and asked again while waving her hand around her nose.

“Even if you learn it, do you learn that? If it becomes known, the family will immediately lose money saying they don’t know.”

“Cluck, won’t you hit it yourself first?”

That too. Deia swallowed the words she was trying to answer.

The recent Deus was so different from what he knew, he was confused just by looking at it.

Finden Ai spit out smoke and muttered intriguedly.

“Well, the necromancer was strange. I know that? They say that if there is a spirit stronger than you, you may be possessed.”

“ice… of?”

“It’s basically an evil spirit coming into your body and robbing you. If it gets worse, you lose your memory. Is it funny?”

What was so funny was that Finden-Ai was laughing like an excited bad boy.

“Memory, lost?”

Deia feels floating, like pieces of a puzzle popping up in her head.

‘If you are possessed by an evil spirit, you may not remember what happened during that time.’

‘Deius has been acting as if he has suddenly become a different person since six months ago.’

‘If the reason… … What if I learned necromancy?’

… … .

“Perhaps.”

Deius, who was possessed by an evil spirit when he was very young.

What if you managed to come to your senses, learn necromancy, and be able to protect yourself?

The second idiot who has been saying and doing things that he shouldn’t have done as a human until now.

Actually, what if it was a demon that had nothing to do with me?

It wasn’t convincing at all.

First of all, the fact that she lusted after her own sister was something that Deia could never accept.

‘My personality has changed too much.’

A change in personality that can be said to be a completely different person.

no way?

Actually, really?

Once the thought is biased and starts to plug in, it continues biting the tail after tail.

All of a sudden, Deia was chasing fragments in her memory that would prove the evidence for the hypothesis.

“Oh, that woman is here again.”

Finden-I pointed at a woman with her chin while giggling.

Deia, who was drowning in the sea of accidents, slowly stopped thinking and checked what was ahead.

A beautiful woman with a very glamorous appearance clung to Deius who was holding a paper bag.

She was the woman at the window that Deius frequented.

“Deus! Where have you been in the meantime! I really missed you! Didn’t the maid say something right when you said you were providing service?”

“… … .”

“Why don’t you say anything? I missed you so much. There is no one as big as you and as good as you. I’ll give you a great service today! Shall we go right now?”

Deius staring at her with his mouth shut.

At that time, Finden Eye giggled next to her and whispered to Deia.

“That woman said last time that we were licking each other’s buttholes.”

“Oh, please… … .”

I didn’t want to know the second asshole’s sex life.