I Became The Academy Necromancer

64. Darius and the Three Musketeers

“Huh.”

Deia naturally yawns and leans her head on my shoulder.

While feeling the warm weight, I deliberately pay attention to careless actions.

“It is too attached.”

“Well?”

Then, Deia, still with her head on my shoulder, answered with only a quick turn of her head.

“Of all the things in prison, you’re the only one who likes to lay your head on, so you’re here.”

“… … .”

“And this level of skinship between brother and sister is normal.”

What comes back is a pretty shameless answer.

The only siblings that come to mind are King Orpheus and Princess Eleanor.

The two seemed quite friendly, so I could understand it, but I couldn’t erase the feeling of being tricked.

Deia shakes her head again.

“Ah, I think I’m more comfortable without seeing your face.”

well, if that’s the case

Deia smiled and brought up the story of the archmage a while ago.

“What are you going to do?”

“… … .”

“You said you could break out. Isn’t it possible to escape secretly by holding hands?”

The archmage, Rock Pelican, secretly came to Deia and me and proposed a plan to break out of prison.

Surprisingly, he offered to take our side.

He apologized, saying that this kind of treatment was too unreasonable for me, who had solved three near-impossible trials.

Since he couldn’t give me an answer right away, the archmage left leaving behind a promise that he would come back later.

Normally, of course, I would have to hold hands and say thank you.

I was a bit skeptical of such a proposal from Rockpelican.

“Is the offer really for us?”

“yes? What are you talking about?”

Deia, who says she doesn’t understand, puts her head down and presses my shoulders. I felt like I was using a bunch to answer quickly, and it seemed like I was simply protesting not to say difficult things.

Feeling her weight, I spoke honestly about my thoughts.

“The Archmage Rock Pelican is fiercely loyal. Among the close aides that have been passed down from the previous king, you can call him the closest.”

Rock Pelican and King Orpheus were more than just a king and a subject.

The Rock Pelican Archmage was in charge of educating Orpheus when he was young, and Orpheus also followed and learned from him like a spiritual mentor.

The two were half family, so Orpheus didn’t bother keeping secrets from Rock Pelican.

“Hmm?”

Deia admired that she had figured out quite a bit of detail in a short amount of time, but in reality, she was just talking about what she had seen in the game.

“Everything the Rock Pelican does is the royal family. So, it begins for King Orpheus.”

If the sorcerer’s chief Tairin Ol Velochus is loyal to the country, Rockpelican is loyal to the Griffin royal family, Orpheus to be exact.

There is a pretty crucial difference.

‘If it was Tylern, I wouldn’t just pass this on.’

In the past, the royal family supported the black magician who slaughtered the people, and he couldn’t just pass over the fact that he actually had the blood of the royal family.

Rock Pelican is different.

For King Orpheus’ sake, he can condone these matters, close his eyes and be silent.

‘Is that kind of rock pelican going to go against the king’s orders to release me?’

I can say for sure.

Absolutely not.

It was necessary to think in reverse.

I’m not trying to let go because I look unfair.

To King Orpheus, the existence of the country was acting as a fairly big nuisance, so it was only intended to get rid of it.

‘He’s been thinking a lot about me.’

Whether to fulfill the promise and take responsibility or to draw the sword in silence for the king and the kingdom.

Suddenly, the monologue of Hamlet, the author of Shakespeare, came to mind.

It’s a different situation, and if you twist the phrase a little.

kill or live

That was the problem.

Faced with a problem, King Orpheus was under pressure.

If that’s the case, Rock Pelican was thinking of letting go of me, the problem itself, so that I wouldn’t have to make a choice.

‘The flow is not bad.’

It’s not that I get mentally ill because I can’t get out of the shock like when I took the wrong route in the main story.

He is clearly aware of his situation and is agonizing in pain.

I don’t know what the outcome will be, but for now it was time to wait.

* * *

“Whoa, whoa!”

late morning.

Darius, who involuntarily exhaled heavy breathing, calmly checked the sword at his waist.

I’ve been wearing it all my life, and now I keep checking it because I’m anxious even though it’s a sword that’s no different from one body.

“Wow, I didn’t know that I would infiltrate the Griffin royal family.”

“I wish the captain was with me.”

“What should I take as a souvenir?”

On the other hand, the three musketeers who came with the scrap metal dealer were laughing and enjoying themselves as if they were having a picnic, but Darius was dumbfounded.

It was like sneaking into Griffin’s palace. It’s amazing how you can be so confident.

‘I’m not hanging out with that crazy woman for no reason.’

I didn’t know it when I was living a normal life, but when I opened the lid, they were no different from Finden Eye.

Do people change like this in order to survive in the Republic of Clark, where vicious rumors abound?

‘Should we call it evolution or is it just broken? I can’t tell them apart.’

At least thanks to these things, Darius, who was a little relaxed, took a deep breath and looked up at the high fence.

Although the surroundings were dark, he naturally hid himself, but in order to break in, he had to cross the huge wall of the royal palace.

There’s a risk of getting caught if you handle Mana, so let’s approach Darius, loosening his hands, thinking of just crawling up.

One of the three Musketeers asks Darius.

“But are you really going to be okay?”

“What do you mean?”

I was wondering what he was trying to say about a topic that I was excited about just now, but he seems to have been giving surprisingly sound advice.

“I know that my younger siblings are precious, but if this is caught incorrectly, everyone’s throat will really be blown away, right? The Verdi family itself may perish.”

Hearing this, Darius hesitated for a moment. That’s not wrong.

It was an act of trying to escape two imprisoned brothers.

In addition to that, one of them is a warlock.

He was an extremely detestable being in the kingdom.

No matter how much family it is, if they try to protect the warlock, the history of the Verdi family may end beyond the level of simply Darius’ head not being left.

“Yes, family is important.”

If Darius was asked to choose the most important thing, it would definitely be the honor of the family.

The name of the giant who protected the northern mountains, Verdi, was proud of Darius.

But two months ago.

A family that started anew by revealing the ugliness that had accumulated over the years.

With thick fists tightly clenched, Darius firmly declared.

“However, I am not the only Verdi.”

“… … .”

“Those two, too, bear the proud name of Verdi.”

Hearing this, the three musketeers smiled and agreed.

“Just tell me that my younger siblings are precious.”

“That’s right, I’m blaming the family for nothing.”

“Still, you’ve changed a lot from when I first saw you.”

“Kuhm.”

As Darius sits there, coughing for no reason, one of the three Musketeers hands him a rope that was wrapped around his shoulder.

“I brought it because I thought I might need it. We will take you inside, so just hang this on the wall.”

“Well? Are you taking me inside?”

I wondered what that meant, but the three of them stood right in front of the wall and made a jump with their hands for Darius to step on.

I was furious, and I was dumbfounded.

“ha.”

It seemed better than climbing the wall, so Darius jumped on the flow and ran.

“Eutcha!”

Perhaps thanks to the amazing breathing of the three musketeers, Darius jumped high enough to surprise even himself.

A body floating in the sky.

Darius, who easily crossed over the barbed wire on the fence, quickly landed on the other side.

“her.”

Apparently, when they were doing resistance activities, those three musketeers seemed to have done this over and over again.

If you look at the fact that he was not proficient and even professional.

The moment Darius tried to support the three musketeers by hanging the rope over the wall.

“Hmm, that’s pretty bold.”

A creepy old man’s voice came from behind. Darius’ neck creaked as he passed the rope.

At the same time, he immediately pulled out the sword at his waist.

A blow like a beast.

As if boasting that he was not a giant who had protected the northern mountains for a long time, Darius’ sword was sharp.

In particular, it was Darius who grew up through more severe training after suffering a crushing defeat in the battle with Finden Eye.

Just like Finden Eye.

It was so bad that you could say the opponent was terrible.

thud!

Before he could properly swing his sword, Darius’ body was pushed back by the pressure of the pouring mana and crashed into the wall.

Stuck like a picture, he confirms the existence that subdued him in one blow, only his mouth opens.

“You are impatient. He’s a completely different personality from your serious yet serious younger brother. Were you excited to learn that your brother and sister were arrested?”

An old man with a cane like an old tree, a robe that was not only splendid but even mystical, and an impressive white beard.

“It’s funny how I thought there wouldn’t be any magic on the walls of the palace in the first place. If I hadn’t found it beforehand, you’d be a whole roast by now.”

Archmage Rock Pelican Linus looks at Darius and clicks his tongue.

“Have you come to rescue your brothers, Earl of Northweddon?”