I Became The Academy Necromancer

55. The cat was dead

About two weeks have passed.

In the meantime, Princess Eleanor began to visit me more and more often, but the Mac was successfully completed because there were many talented wizards.

“Wow.”

An exclamation was heard from one of the wizards.

All of them were smiling contentedly at the little monster inside the glass case.

It was Mac.

Thoughts mixed with magicians’ mana gathered and gathered to become a concept.

Artificial life dwelled in the shapes we had created.

Looking at it like this, I wondered if there would be anything different about being human.

I wondered if God might have created us this way.

Of course, Mac couldn’t think as colorfully as we do. It could be seen as some kind of robot or AI.

Beings that move and act as we think and organize.

It was such a monster that couldn’t do more than that.

[I’m glad I didn’t use Remegeton.]

“… … .”

I honestly agreed with the words of the dark mage who was talking next to me. The wizards were competent enough not to take out the last bastion called Remegeton.

When I fought against the Sorcerer Judge, I could hold it in my hand and use it while hiding it, but it was something that would turn a blind eye to wizards.

Also better known as the Spirit Stone, it was a highly prized object in the realm.

“You succeeded.”

The archmage standing next to me seemed moved and asked for a handshake.

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Gently holding his hand, I nodded too.

“You worked hard. If it wasn’t for the Archmage and his disciples, it would have taken a lot longer.”

“No, thank you for allowing me to take on this challenge at an old age.”

A great mage who is delighted that he has overcome his limits and learned something new.

We turn at the same time and look at Mac again. Mac, the size of a small dog, sniffed and wandered around the case in search of nightmares.

It was finally time to make it work.

* * *

“Whoa.”

Princess Eleanor breathes slowly and lies down on the soft bed.

The warm lemon tea I just drank warmed my body, and the soft pillow and thick cotton blanket wrapped my body in a familiar way.

The room lights are turned off, only dim lights are on.

For some reason, a magician created steam in the room to keep it moist, while classical musicians were playing in one corner of the room for a good night’s sleep.

It felt like she had put in as much effort as she could to get a comfortable night’s sleep, but rather, that part was burdensome to Eleanor.

just.

Wouldn’t it be enough if there was just one Deus who was staring at him from the side?

Suddenly, I had such a thought, but I closed my eyes pretending it wasn’t for nothing.

Like reading a fairy tale to a child, he would fall asleep easily if Deius told him a funny story that only he knew.

However, if she said such a thing, her brother, King Orpheus, would surely turn on the lights in her eyes and stare at her.

“Is this really the end?”

Eleanor was anxious and asked Deius. I still couldn’t believe that the dream that had been haunting me for years would come to an end today.

To such a princess, Dayus always responds with the same calm yet calm voice.

“Yes, the last nightmare.”

“after.”

I wonder if it might be okay to speak a little softly at times like this.

That’s why it’s Deius Verdi, and that’s why I thought I could trust him like this.

The same appearance as usual brings a sense of tranquility to Eleanor’s heart.

“I’m going to sleep now.”

Eleanor slowly closed her eyes.

Beside her, Deius Verdi, King Orpheus, and the Archmage Rockpelican just nodded silently.

Because she was always suffering from fatigue because she slept minimally, falling asleep was an instant.

With the lullaby playing quietly, the Mac that Dayus was holding starts sniffing.

It was a sign that it had found the nightmare, and soon it opened its mouth at the princess.

* * *

“… … .”

Eleanor woke up to a flower field in the garden. I feel like my brain is filling up in my empty head.

For a moment, Eleanor, who had been standing there blankly like an unconscious doll, suddenly looked around.

Ah, the garden of the kingdom.

What were you doing?

I started to build up my scattered thoughts step by step like blocks.

yes, that’s right

I remember calling Deus. I don’t know why he was blank, but Deus was sitting on the bench and writing something in his notebook.

Eleanor approached Deius without thinking, just like instinct.

He was still writing something in his notebook as he approached.

Sometimes, Eleanor always thought that Deus would have told her the password first.

Rather than asking for the password herself, if the other side voluntarily told me, I would feel that they valued me and that the princess herself was not fooling around.

Besides, didn’t you have an answer ready?

“Of course it is real!” I wanted to show a confident side with the feeling that I did not lose to nightmares.

I wanted to convince myself that this place was real.

With such regret, Eleanor walked lightly with her hands behind her back and asked Deius.

“Is this real? Mr. Deus!”

When asked in a playful way, Deus slowly lifted his head, made eye contact with Eleanor, and opened his mouth.

“There is a green animal called Cellphone. It was something I often used in a place called a website.”

“… … .”

The moment she heard the answer, Eleanor’s eyes widened.

Just one answer made me feel like I was waking up from a daze and slow accident.

This is not reality.

He was in a dream, and he was now asleep for the end of this nightmare.

My heart fluctuated for a moment, but now that I think that this is the end, I quickly feel at ease.

Deus on the other side also looked at Eleanor in a daze, and slowly the shape began to distort.

Soon after, it too takes the form of Eleanor.

Eleanor clearly threatens the fake looking at her as she is expressionless without saying anything.

“It’s over now. For today, I’m going to say goodbye to this damn nightmare. Deus is out there dispelling this nightmare.”

To those words, the fake Eleanor put on a mysterious expression and gave an easy-going answer.

“Yeah, it seems so. The dream is really coming to an end.”

The background of the dream was slowly disappearing. It cracks and becomes fragments, and the fragments become faintly transparent and lose their color.

I was relieved to feel that the cage was collapsing.

Did he read his mind, the fake asked like Eleanor?

“Are you relieved? Is it because you no longer have dreams?”

“Isn’t it obvious? The night has always been a fear to me, and it was a hump that I couldn’t take off even if I wanted to sleep. I am finally free.”

Hearing that, the fake Eleanor nodded in agreement.

It was a different feeling than usual.

It was different from how he tried to somehow find the difference between reality and dreams and get rid of the gap.

did i give up?

Because I felt like I could answer anything now.

Eleanor swallowed, clenched her fists, and asked.

“What the hell are you?”

“… … .”

Fake Eleanor stands up slowly at the question. As they looked at each other, only after making eye contact did Eleanor notice the difference.

surprisingly.

The eyes of the fake Eleanor contained desire, greed, and unbending conviction.

When I saw that, fear suddenly began to enter my eyes, mouth, and nose.

Now, when comparing yourself to this fake.

I couldn’t get rid of the question of who was the better Eleanor, and I wasn’t even sure.

I didn’t have that level of faith in myself, and I didn’t have faith and confidence in myself.

Despite reaching the end of the dream, the fake Eleanor’s shoulders did not flinch, and her back showed no sign of bending.

A will and aspiration like Taesan, different from his small body.

It was violently attacking Eleanor’s body.

Crisp, Crispy!

The world, dreams are crumbling.

The long, hellish dream was finally coming to an end, announcing its end.

Deus is helping.

Eleanor thinks of that and gets her mind together again. Fake didn’t seem to like it very much.

“Are you relying on that kind of professor? Weak and fall out.”

“… … .”

“I don’t know how long I will live like that, but it’s okay. If that’s what you want.”

“what does it mean?”

“It was fun so far.”

The fake sighs, turns around, steps out, and leaves.

“hi.”

It was the moment when Eleanor’s nightmare came to an end.

* * *

“Huh! Huh! Huh!”

Eleanor woke up in a hurry. I woke up in a dry state because the archmage used magic to wipe away sweat.

“Eh, Eleanor!”

King Orpheus was in a hurry and approached Princess Eleanor. I deliberately take a few steps back to avoid interrupting the brief separation and reunion.

“ah… … .”

When Eleanor sees her brother, she bursts into tears.

“I did it, yes.”

Feeling overwhelmed, Eleanor is embraced in Orpheus’s arms as if entrusting herself.

As if he could feel the weight of the tears dripping down his face, the king’s expression was distorted with emotion.

“now… … You don’t have to be afraid of the night.”

At Eleanor’s one word to let go of her resentment for years, King Orpheus also sheds tears and hugs her tightly.

No more nightmares.

A peaceful night has finally come to the little girl.

The two of them cried while hugging each other for a long time. The archmage sent the musicians outside and turned away to avoid seeing the king’s tears, but his eyes were slightly moistened too.

After that, Eleanor was sitting on the bed as if her strength had been relaxed, and King Orpheus approached me.

Then he stretched out his hand and hugged me.

“Thank you very much! Thanks to you!”

“… … .”

To be honest, I didn’t really like this intense expression of affection, but I felt how happy the king was, so I stayed still.

“Let’s hold a banquet today! There will be a very grand dinner!”

Saying that, the king smiled broadly.

The King and the Archmage, who were so happy, went outside. Only Eleanor and the maids are left in the room to change into pajamas.

Likewise, as I was about to leave, I paused and slowly turned around to speak to Eleanor one last time.

“There is a thought experiment called Schrödinger’s cat.”

The ladies-in-waiting looked at me, wondering what I was saying, and Eleanor looked blankly at me and smiled.

“Continue.”

“This is an experiment designed to criticize the incompleteness of quantum mechanics that I mentioned before.”

There is a cat in the box.

Next to it is a radioactive material that has a 50% chance of disintegrating.

When the counter detects the radiation, the hammer moves and the bottle containing the poison shatters, killing the cat.

A really famous experiment where the cat in the box is alive because the bottle doesn’t break if you don’t detect it.

The ladies-in-waiting who heard the story suddenly narrowed their eyes, asking what the hell they were talking about.

But my gaze was exclusively on Eleanor.

“The cat in the box is half-alive and half-dead until checked.”

After all, Schrödinger’s cat has meaning only when the box is not opened.

They coexist in a half-and-half probability of being alive or dead.

Suddenly, I had the illusion that I had become Schrödinger.

If not checked, all possibilities coexist.

I dared to open my mouth

Eleanor smiles softly.

He even answered.

“What are you talking about?”

profit.

bang.

The door closes.

I had no choice but to stand in silence without taking a single step outside the room.

Schrödinger never opened the box.

I opened the box and

the cat was dead