I Became The Academy Necromancer

46. Letter

“Okay.”

The dean of Robern Academy sighs as he looks at the business trip plan lying on his desk.

A plan for a private business trip presented by Deius Verdi.

At the time of the contract, it was said that quarterly personal business trips would be possible, but I did not know that I would use it as soon as I arrived.

“ha.”

Moreover, the reason why it was hard to refuse this was because Professor Dayus was listed on the business trip plan.

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Greypond, the capital of the Griffin Kingdom.

A huge griffin’s nest where numerous kingdom people live and the royal palace where His Majesty resides directly.

The dean wasn’t stupid enough to not know what this meant.

‘I think he’s thinking of solving the fact that he’s a necromancer.’

Even though I wondered if I should do Tosa Gupaeng right now, I kept feeling anxious and wanting just in case.

It feels like your brain is being twisted.

While submitting the business trip plan, Professor Dayus said that there are still evil spirits in the academy, but it is not a big threat right now, so don’t worry.

Also, because he gave a very firm answer about returning, saying that he would return within this quarter if possible.

“hahahaha, my head hurts.”

Originally, the dean’s feelings towards Deus were obviously not good. I was thinking of getting rid of it as soon as I solved the case.

I saw his ability.

While the dean fainted at the mischief of the evil spirits, looking at his deformed move of solving the case neatly.

“Anyway, there is no damage to the academy.”

Although the contract was written, it has not yet been reported to the royal family and has not been included in the list of professors.

Because of the circumstances, such tasks had to be pushed back.

It wouldn’t be a problem if you go later and say that the academy is a victim as if cutting off its tail.

“I’ll have to take it for now.”

I took out the stamp and stamped it on Deius’ business trip plan.

After filming, I felt a lot more at ease.

‘Let’s see what happens to the academy after I’m gone.’

It was absolutely not because of the profound warning he gave while handing over his business trip plans.

Reasonably, Deus is a necessary person, so I only have him as dean.

“Okay.”

While comforting himself like that, the dean covered his face with both hands at the huge reverberation he felt outside.

* * *

Every time the judges in golden armor approached from the end of the corridor and took a step forward, the nearby demons were startled and ran away.

Even if they were demons, they were human beings after all.

Even the dead had no choice but to bow their heads in front of the overwhelming sense of intimidation.

[Whoops.]

Even the dark mage next to me stands upright as if nervous. For magicians, the magic judges were no different from their natural enemies.

“Stay close to me.”

When I warned myself that the Dark Spirit might fall, the Dark Spirit takes a step closer to me, saying that it is absurd.

[Aren’t you scared? Can you see the space shivering around them? It looks like that by layering layers of mana.]

“… … .”

[Even if it’s something like a ballista, it will peel off if you hit it properly.]

I didn’t bother to answer.

I already knew how strong the sorcerer was through the game.

I only have to fight once in the story, but it was actually a battle that was made to be lost.

The sorcerer judge arrived in front of me before I knew it. Among them, the man in the front asks a heavy, hard question.

“The Earl of Northweddon’s younger brother. Deius Verdi. Is it right?”

“Yes, I am Deus Verdi.”

wriggling

The magistrate’s eyebrows, which were like machines, twitched slightly. He showed a displeased expression, perhaps because he was so confident that he did not know that he would come out.

I put my wrists together and put them forward.

“Go quickly.”

“… … I am arresting you on charges related to the kingdom magic law and black magic.”

A sorcerer who fills the handcuffs made of mana while being confused. The moment the other judges behind me came forward and tried to arrest me from both sides.

“Deius!”

A woman’s voice mingled with rapid breathing from behind.

I slightly turned my head, and there stood Erica Bright, shocked.

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Gideon, who had been chasing after her act of raising mana as if he was going to save me right away, quickly stepped back and admitted that he had nothing to do with it.

“Hmm.”

The sorcerer who handcuffed me also noticed that Erica’s mana was flowing hostilely, and glared at me.

an imminent situation.

Just before the golden magic manifested at her fingertips, I opened my mouth.

“Erika Bright.”

“… … .”

“Don’t be swayed by love affairs. Keep a cool head and always keep a cool mindset.”

back.

Erica hesitated for a moment at my words, bit her lips and reaped mana.

The sorcerer judge clicked his tongue and turned his body, and I was taken silently along with them.

The sorcerer judges took me to the academy garden, where the warp took place.

All the while they didn’t say a word, and I didn’t bother to open my mouth.

“uh? What is that?”

When I went outside through the front door on the first floor, I saw Finden-I, who was talking with Aria while smoking a cigarette outside.

“professor.”

Arya already knew everything about my plan, so she only briefly bowed her head to see me off, but Finden Eye was a little different.

“what. What’s up? Master, are you under arrest? Can I help you?”

At those words, the magic judges glared at Finden Eye. Even in the Clark Republic, he was a slave-born Finden child, so it was just not good for him to stand out.

“What do you do, this chewy guys.”

Without any hesitation, she swears and provokes the sorcery judges.

He had been scolded by me just a moment ago, so he was releasing his emotions to the judges.

It was Findanei who was ready to throw the tobacco on the floor and snatch the ax that was leaning against the wall.

“A little! Wait! Oh my! With the temper head!”

Arya is in a hurry to stop Finden Eye. I never thought that she would emotionally save me like this.

Even though Arya kept trying to stop her, Finden-Ai tried to jump right in, telling her to bring an axe.

His eyes met mine, and he slowly lowered his hand as if his strength had been released.

Then, after sucking the tobacco for a long time, he exhaled the smoke.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking anyway.”

I don’t know what I have planned, but anyway, Finden-Ai noticed that I was being arrested arbitrarily.

As I moved away from the two of them, I came to a place where there were soot marks on the floor due to the influence of the warp.

thud!

When one of the sorcerers struck the floor long, the warp started with a ringing.

“… … .”

In the blink of an eye, this was a dark dungeon. Originally, I had heard that black magicians were executed without trial, but I did not know that they would come to prison this far.

Of course, now the problem was the soaring nausea and dizziness caused by the warp.

If the judges on both sides hadn’t been tying it down, it was motion sickness that would have staggered right away, but I tried to pretend to be calm.

“Hmm, I guess I’m more like a guy than I thought.”

“I’m enduring the aftereffects of the first warp without putting on protective magic.”

Until just now, those who kept their mouths shut and boasted the dignity of judges open their mouths lightly.

There was no external eye, so it seemed to be released quickly.

“For now, put them in jail. I will report to the referee.”

The judge in front of me said that and went somewhere, and I was imprisoned under their rough touch.

There was only one prison itself, and no prisoners were imprisoned.

It seemed to be a concept like a detention center used only by sorcery judges.

It is poorly cleaned and there are few signs of people. When sorcery judges appeared, it was usually to deal with criminals who could not be arrested or who deserved summary execution, so the prison seemed relatively unused.

[Ugh, this is how it feels to be caught by mana.]

Since I had absorbed the Dark Spirit into me for a while, she pouted out and looked around.

[The prison of judges. It’s a place I never want to come to.]

I wondered if it would be possible because it was a little quiet, but it wasn’t.

While silently watching the Dark Spirit carefully look around, the sound of loyalty is heard from outside and heavy footsteps resonate throughout the prison.

A sense of intimidation that makes your skin tingle just by appearing. Even the Dark Mage is startled and hides behind me.

A man who sits at the apex of the most elite sorcery judges and commands them all.

Magic Judge.

Tyrn ol Velochus.

Even though he is a wizard, he has the same physique and appearance as a warrior.

Even in the midst of the fierce hostility that I couldn’t even breathe properly, my face maintained the same expression as if it were leather craft.

“You mean Deus Verdi.”

“yes.”

“yes? Huh, I knew you were a bold guy, but you’re more crazy than I thought?”

Kwak!

As soon as he grabs the bar, black cracks start to rise, shattering and turning into powder.

Operation of violent mana.

It was a very good example of what happens when a person gets caught in that hand.

“You dare to be rude in front of me, knowing where this place is. Get down on your knees and bow your head. A vulgar, disgusting warlock who smells like a corpse.”

His words were neither exhortation nor threat, but coercion. In fact, if it was someone else, he would have already been on his knees without realizing it.

Even though it felt like a mantra, I replied to him with a blank expression.

“Did you receive the letter?”

“Get down on your knees.”

“Whoa.”

As I let out a sigh of frustration feeling tired, Tyren took a step forward and looked down at me.

As if he could beat me to death simply with his fist, he sighed and then spoke behind his back while making eye contact with Bura-ri’s eyes.

“I’m not a back alley kid, so do your ki fights in moderation.”

“her.”

“It means to tell me clearly whether you came to talk to me or to bark.”

“Hey, you are crazy.”

Tyrn takes out a letter from his bosom.

It was a letter that I sent through Illuania, saying that I was surrendering.

Kududeuk!

It, too, opened a black crack and turned to ashes and disappeared.

“Intrigued, but crossed the line. At the discretion of the Sorcerer Judge, the black magician Deus Verdi is executed on the spot.”

The moment Tyrn tried to reach out his hand toward me.

He frowns at the commotion coming from outside.

“What’s going on!”

When I asked the judges outside, one of them ran urgently, but behind him there were two people that even the judges couldn’t stop.

“It’s been a while, Judge Sorcery.”

An old man with an impressive long white beard, holding a cane like an old tree that has lived for thousands of years.

the king’s right hand.

Archmage Rockpelican Linus.

“Are you cleaning? The pleasant smell and the dust are very ugly.”

A young, pretty young man who pointed out one by one while walking ahead of such a great wizard and covering his mouth with his sleeve.

A man sitting on a griffin’s throne.

The owner of a huge nest called the Kingdom.

A noble yet hot-blooded ruler.

Wise King Orpheus Luden Griffin.

“The referee will move out of his seat.”

He points at me and smiles.

“I and the archmage have something to ask him.”

He had a letter in his hand.