I Became The Academy Necromancer

51. Eleanor Luden Griffin

“Hmm.”

Deia, who felt the scent for a moment while holding the warm tea in her mouth, rolled the tea on her tongue like wine.

It wasn’t a particularly meaningful action, but it was to savor it as much as possible since it was difficult to find tea leaves in Northweden.

Maybe it’s because things have been going smoothly lately, but I’ve been able to relax in my heart.

Darius Verdi, the eldest son, has been immersed in training recently, using his defeat in the battle against Findenai as a springboard.

The lord is training, but the self-governing army can’t play, so the level of the military is also rising.

The members of Finden Eye’s Scrap Shop were also following along well, without much angularity, despite the disappearance of her leader.

Recently, a rumor has been heard that a woman from Northwesten and a man from a scrap metal shop have met eyes.

“It is peaceful.”

It was Deia who enjoyed such peace.

“Ah, ah, lady!”

The maid’s urgent voice came from outside the office. Deia already had the feeling that she could hear the noise.

It was the sound of cracking the peace.

The maid came in and held a letter in her hand.

“Open, the letter has arrived! Even in the Magic Tower!”

“A mage tower?”

Immediately frowning, Deia snatches the letter. It was indeed a letter wrapped in blue mana to be sealed with the seal of the Mage Tower.

‘Maybe Day… … Did something happen to him?’

The memory of hearing the bombshell remark that there was a personality other than Deius in it came to mind again and again.

‘It’s not like he was caught being a necromancer.’

I had barely forgotten about it, but I swallowed a gulp and opened the letter with trembling hands.

Deia’s shoulders trembled as she read the contents.

“embroidery… … ? No, you’re a necromancer?”

The maid seemed to be able to roughly understand what was written inside, even because of Deia’s intermittent self-talk.

“Cheer, wife, execution? The Magic Judge… … ?”

Cuggit.

The letter is crumpled as it is. Deia takes a deep breath and tries to pretend to be calm.

He smiles and nods his head.

I nodded vigorously several times, turned my body, and gulped down the tea I had poured out.

“after.”

OK, calm down… … .

Calm… … .

“It can’t be! You son of a bitch! Do you embroider?! Even if you hide it tightly, embroider the hat on the board? What to do with our estate!”

bang!

Deia, who kicked the desk with her feet, was in so much pain that her toes hurt, but she only shed a few tears and pretended not to know and cried out.

“Prepare the wagon and bring the coat! We’re leaving right away for Gray Pond!”

“Ah, I see!”

The maid hurriedly came out. Deia feels that her head is complicated.

I thought the next day we meet would be at least next year. He must be a professor at Robern Academy.

But I never thought I’d see you this early.

It will take some time to get to Greypond from here. It will be a reunion in about a month after breaking up.

if he is alive

Another soul in Deius’ body. I didn’t expect to have to answer that question so quickly.

First of all, I wanted to compliment you.

“I’m glad you’re alive.”

Wouldn’t it be possible to at least blow up some bamboo shoots?

* * *

Since it was not an emergency arrest using warp like I was, it took about a week for Princess Eleanor to return to Gray Pond from Robern Academy.

“Whoa.”

So what did I do while waiting?

He was being taught about necromancy by the Dark Mage.

The necromancy that can still be used is only a basic part, and it is only about replacing the mana contained in the soul with simple magic.

The archmage and his disciples kept glaring at me, but they couldn’t treat me carelessly anymore, so I was on guard but couldn’t touch them.

“There are more radical magics than I thought.”

[It’s not called black magic for nothing.]

Ordinary necromancers capture evil spirits and deal with the mana and grudges contained within them.

Therefore, magic is violent and consumes too much mana.

But that was a bit far from the direction I was dealing with the soul.

I had no intention of forcibly treating the dead as if they were mine, even inflicting pain on them.

Of course, it’s not like an unbreakable belief. Since I am also a human being, I had the intention of changing my direction at any time if necessary.

I wanted to minimize the pain of the dead.

[The absorption power is very fast.]

I admire the fact that the Dark Spirit is honest. Apparently, the affinity with the soul was high from the beginning.

In fact, if it was natural, it was natural.

It didn’t even require a separate soul to practice magic. Because the black magician does it.

She was a teacher, magic equipment, and faithfully fulfilling her role as a training tool.

“… … .”

Remegeton was not used. I actually witnessed its power when I used it at the execution ground, but it was to improve my personal skills.

“I must prepare soon.”

Princess Eleanor returned yesterday and said she would meet me after lunch today, so the guide will come soon.

She puts on the black jacket prepared by the royal family. It was clean and embroidered in gold, which seemed to be quite a high-end item.

[I’m sure the original version is good, so if you dress well, you’ll look great. How about cutting your hair?]

“… … .”

[My hair is slightly longer. I don’t think it would be bad to tie the back of the hair.]

As she said, her bangs were piercing her eyes. Originally, Deus had applied gel to his hair and trimmed it, so it didn’t matter.

I didn’t do that, so I just left it.

“done.”

I don’t have the energy to worry about these little things right now. Eleanor’s nightmare is something I don’t know about.

Besides, I had heard that even the saintess had failed, so it was necessary to be careful and focused.

[It’s fortunate that I left my disciple dead. If I were alive, I would have been messing around because of my tall appearance.]

“Do it in moderation.”

If you accept it, you will chatter without limit. When the dark mage was gloomy and lowered her head, the door opened and the disciples of the archmage entered.

“Follow me, the princess is waiting for you.”

At those words, I stepped out of the room without hesitation, and the Dark Spirit followed me, floating around with his hand on my shoulder.

[Would you like some tea?]

[Chuckles, giggles.]

[…] … .]

The spirits seen walking through the royal halls. Seeing that, the Dark Spirit clicked his tongue with cold eyes.

[Maybe it’s the royal family, so the souls have all sorts of things. But most of them are catches, so there doesn’t seem to be a big problem.]

“… … .”

Then, suddenly, the Dark Spirit tilted his head as if he felt something strange.

[By the way. There are usually a lot of bad guys in places like this, right? When it comes to the royal family, there are factional fights among nobles, clandestine battles, wars under the table, right?]

“… … .”

[But there is none here?]

When I wink slightly at the dark mage, who is talking to herself in doubt, she shuts her mouth saying that she understood.

I stopped walking when I reached the door at the end of the long hallway. The disciples glared at me sharply and warned me.

“This is the princess’ private room. Be careful with your words and actions.”

“If you act recklessly, we will move right away. We are still watching you.”

“after.”

To their useless warnings, I reply with a pathetic sigh.

“I’m just a princess to you.”

profit.

don’t bother knocking

If the personality of Princess Eleanor I knew was right, it was rather counterproductive.

“I am also a student.”

just go inside

Eleanor, as if waiting for me, was sitting in a chair and staring blankly at me.

Crisp blonde hair and skin. Haggard eyes and thick dark circles.

I knew right away that the situation was more serious than I thought.

“Deius Verdi.”

She calls my name vaguely as if something is broken. Seeing this, the disciples of the Archmage shed a sigh and turned their heads.

“Tsk.”

I couldn’t help but click my tongue.

It’s clear to me that I haven’t slept in days. It meant that the fear of nightmares was weighing on her.

“Princess Eleanor. Are you out of your mind?”

“… … huh? Oh, yes. it’s okay.”

I just called my name and I can’t come to my senses properly. Not only did he not sleep well, but he was also mentally exhausted.

‘It’s in much worse condition than I thought.’

The Eleanor I knew was not like this.

Confident yet always full of confidence, he is proud of being a member of the royal family and spares no effort in maintaining his dignity.

He feared losing the dignity of the royal family more than losing his life.

For example, he hates situations where his golden hair is soiled or when he doesn’t follow manners.

He had such a mad obsession that he closed his eyes, maintaining the dignity of a royal family even to the moment of his death.

He is also very confident and proud, and even if it was an affair in the eyes of others, he himself is convinced that he has walked the royal road and has no regrets.

Eleanor Luden Griffin.

His other names include a fallen princess, an all-night rebel, and a dignified mastermind.

Just like Pinden Eye.

She was the boss in charge of ending a chapter.

He was a person who should one day die to Arya.