I Became The Academy Necromancer

63. Verdi’s Three Siblings

“Haam.”

Time past 12 o’clock.

People stop walking around in full swing for a moment, and Deia, who was curled up on the bed when she was supposed to be sitting at the table, stretches.

Maybe it’s because I woke up after a long overslept, and my body feels light and refreshed.

A soft smile that comes naturally, coffee that starts brewing in pajamas, no need to notice the servants, and no need to wake up frowning and start working as if you are being chased by something.

“I was very nervous when I entered Greypond.”

When I heard that Deus had turned himself in, I thought that another huge incident was about to happen.

When I came to check it out, wasn’t it rather favored by the king?

In addition, hearing that Princess Eleanor’s chronic illness was resolved, Deia’s heart felt at ease.

“They say they have to solve an ordeal or something, but I’ll do it well.”

Hurb.

Deia, quenching her thirst with coffee, quietly looks out the window.

When she was given a guest room in the royal family, she smiled with the utmost satisfaction.

I heard that meals are served separately, but what will come?

The anticipation rises, and a smile is formed.

“A vacation is good.”

He left the manor duties to his eldest son, Darius, but he must be doing well.

Take another sip of coffee.

The moment I was about to check the packaging of the coffee beans, wondering where the beans were used for the good taste.

rattle!

The door opened and the armored knights rushed in. Surprised, Deia pulls herself back, wondering what the situation is.

Sreung!

With the cool sound of the sword being pulled out, it was pointed at his neck as it was. The behavior of the knights was neat, uncluttered, and well-trained.

Among them, the man who appeared to be the only one with a red headdress said.

“Deia Verdi! Arrest for treason!”

“What, what?”

what kind of bullshit is this

Until just yesterday, you knelt before the king and built up a good image.

‘Deius?’

But Deia’s head began to roll rapidly.

Something was wrong with the ordeal that Deius was undergoing. Thinking of that, Deia instantly became furious and shouted.

“De, Deius! Who is that?!”

“Shut up! sinner!”

“You can tell me that much! That’s my brother! What happened to Deius!”

I knew they were using some kind of swarm. But I couldn’t back down.

Anxiety pounded my heart, so I couldn’t ignore it.

However, one of the knights who went back landed a direct hit on Deia’s back of the head.

She fell to the floor unconscious as if a fire had gone out.

It was the moment Deia’s vacation ended.

* * *

“Okay.”

Hearing Deia’s groan, I slowly turned my gaze to the side.

I was a little taken aback when she was thrown into prison unconscious, but for now, she was sitting next to me and lending me a shoulder.

It looks like someone who sees it might mistake it for sleeping.

“Oh, it’s the head.”

Waking up, Deia frowned and turned her head around.

Our eyes met, and at the same time I confirmed that he was leaning on me, and then fluttered away like a chicken.

“Wow, Mr.! what?!”

Even so, Deia frowns while holding her head, as if she had a headache due to her sudden violent movement.

After a brief moment for her to come to her senses, she finds my jacket hanging over her shoulder.

In a prison where the chill is flowing, I thought it would be cold with only pajama, so I put it on.

“Oh, it’s cold.”

Deia, who glanced at me and casually put on my jacket, cleared her throat and asked me.

“Are you aware of the situation itself? Did it happen because of that ordeal or something?”

Also Deia.

When I nodded in affirmation, she said, “Ha.” and let out a deep sigh.

“What was it? The king seems to have liked you quite a bit, but how did the treatment change like this in just one day?”

“… … I cannot answer.”

This issue was one that Deia shouldn’t be aware of. If you make a mistake, the roots of the royal family itself called Griffin may be pulled out.

“I was also caught up in it, but you can’t answer?”

Deia stretched out her hand and asked to see the situation, but she still couldn’t answer.

“Ha, yes. What are you doing by grabbing someone who won’t talk and shaking them?”

Deia, pouting, sneaks over to the seat next to me and leans on my shoulder like before.

“It’s because it’s cold.”

He spat out a word in a fit of heart and looked out of the barricade.

It was not a prison used by sorcery judges, but a dungeon directly managed by the royal family.

Not only were there many prisoners imprisoned, but the number of evil spirits that came out after death was considerable.

It would be possible to escape if you use them.

‘The problem is the disciples of the archmage.’

They were glaring at me ferociously and preparing to burn me to ashes the moment I saw any signs of using mana.

In addition, there was a kind of shackle that blocks some of the mana on the wrist, so even if you go to a speed fight, you have no choice but to lose.

“then. Are we being executed together now?”

“… … It could be.”

“Could it be? Do you have other futures?”

I silently affirm and recall King Orpheus’ last reaction in my mind.

With tears in his eyes, he ordered his arrest with apologies and laments.

‘It’s different from the image of King Orpheus being destroyed that I’ve seen.’

It is different from the king-destroying route of avoiding all responsibility and becoming completely insane and escaping from reality.

He obviously took responsibility for himself, and that’s why he arrested me to cover up the truth.

‘There was no such case in the route in the game.’

There is only an unpleasant ending where the truth is learned, the main character, Aria, is asked to be silent for the sake of the kingdom, or the king is out of his mind and doesn’t remember anything.

Because there was no such thing as directly arresting or arresting someone.

I was seeing hope here.

They can’t shoulder the responsibility, and they can’t cover it completely by killing me. That was the meaning of my arrest.

King Orpheus is probably by now wringing out his head in anguish alone.

You can drink, or you can bang your head against a wall. Or maybe you’re shutting yourself in a secret passage and perusing the relevant journal.

I don’t know what choice he will make.

‘If it goes all the way to execution, it is necessary to break through even if it is forced.’

Before I went to the king, I hid Remegeton separately. The place is known only to the Dark Spirit and me.

Also, the Dark Spirit was now following the king closely, checking what decision he would make.

So I was able to wait because I was calm even in prison. If the king decides to execute me.

‘I can’t help it then.’

I have no choice but to hold on to the leash from this side.

After escaping using Remegeton and necromancy, he planned to take Orpheus’ leash with the secret of the royal family.

‘It’s not the direction I wanted.’

In conclusion, the story flows in the direction I want.

The King will officially recognize me.

But that’s not what happens in a dirty mud fight.

I thought it would be better if it was done with a true blessing and the king’s smile.

“Hey.”

As I was organizing my thoughts, Deia tapped me on the shoulder and called. When we make eye contact, Deia looks at me with a strange expression.

“Clean up your hair. too long.”

“… … You are very calm in this situation.”

“We already got our heads out of our necks. The outcome is not for me to decide. No, it’s really much longer than that.”

exactly.

Her hair was poised to prick her eyes at any moment. The back of the hair is also long, reaching the nape of the neck.

“I’ll cut it later. It would be cool to be very bald.”

Deia messing around with my hair as she pleases.

I pay attention because my face was tickled by the brushing hair.

“Have a good joke.”

“… … You’re bored.”

The sound of footsteps and the sound of a cane hitting the ground, buried in Deia’s muttering voice.

Seeing the disciples of the archmage hurriedly greeting each other in amazement, I immediately felt who it was.

Archmage Rockpelican Linus.

He stands outside the cage and looks at me, thinking for a moment.

I didn’t even bother to get up, I sat with Deia and looked at him.

The Rockpelican sighed and bowed his head.

“I’m sorry.”

It was an apology with multiple meanings.

* * *

Verdi’s eldest son.

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Darius Verdi, as he is often called, is sitting on a bed with his arms folded in a small hotel room in Greypond.

Considering his size, the size of the room seemed small, but he was silent and just waited with his mouth shut.

rattle.

Just in time, the door opened and the party came in. They were the trio of resistance scrap dealers from the Clark Republic.

Entering without knocking is just disrespectful rebel. But Darius didn’t mind that.

After training together, I got along better with the members of the scrap metal statue than I thought.

Surprisingly, Darius liked the fact that they were much more open-minded, had no backseats, and readily surrendered.

Although they still hate their leader, Finden Eye.

anyway.

A member of the scrap shop is in a hurry, so they come in and make a fuss.

“Che, you are arrested! The royal family has also confiscated the Verdi family’s carriage!”

“Hmm.”

There was only one reason Darius was here.

Following Deia, who was leaving for Gray Pond, he also came to Gray Pond as if following him.

From Deia’s point of view, she might be caught and executed along with Deius as a traitor, so Darius was considerate and advised her to stay in the territory.

It is known that a member of the family is a warlock.

Truly a family crisis.

As the eldest son, Darius couldn’t just wait in the estate, so he secretly caught up with him.

But until yesterday it seemed pretty good.

It was because Deius and Deia had a cozy time in the city without any brutal arrests or sieges by the kingdom forces.

It was information that even Darius, who received the report from the scrap dealer members, was surprised but also felt pleased.

But today.

Upon hearing the news that all of Deia’s presents were burned and the wagon confiscated, Darius could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

That meant only one thing.

Deius and Deia are arrested.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s a black magician or if it’s some other reason.

“Whoa.”

Darius grips his sword tightly.

“I must play the role of the eldest son.”

If you move recklessly here and now, not only the lives of the two people, but the Verdi family itself will collapse.

No, is it really just a matter of time?

It may be that the end has already been stamped on the long and long history of the family.

Putting those details aside, Darius, who was determined, exhaled and declared.

“Escape the two of them.”