I Became The Academy Necromancer

74. great debate

royal family and church.

The grand debate with both sides at war is approaching one day ahead.

The topic, of course, starts with the necessity of Deius Verdi, a memorial service, and then whether there is heresy or not.

It was difficult to properly list them because so many denominations stood up with so many charges.

Under such circumstances, the church was also divided into moderates and hardliners.

In the case of the moderate faction, the saintess belonged to this side in the position to refute it through a large debate.

Conversely, in the case of the hardliners, it was the side that they had to stand up strongly and bring down Deus right away.

But, of course, it was narrow to the position of the fierce hardliners, and it was the current situation that there was no need to go that far.

No matter how hard it was to see a black magician coiling up in the royal family, the hardliners were no different than half calling for treason.

‘It’s nonsense.’

What time is it?

The debate was open to the public, open to the public.

This was a proposal from the church, but I didn’t know that the royal family would accept it.

In any case, Lucia was observing the man’s movements one by one.

It wasn’t just about stopping there, but he also intended to preach clearly about the warlocks he had seen.

An eerie atmosphere that feels like a different race from humans who are selfish but only know themselves.

Of course, not all warlocks are the same, but it was still too early for the citizens to accept the existence of warlocks.

‘If I had told the church in advance, I would not have come out with such a public picture.’

Even though it was a pity that I couldn’t do it, I also wondered if it wasn’t.

‘Jeop, stubborn bishops might have said no.’

In the first place, this agenda may have been ignored before it was raised. Thinking that way, I wondered if it was the royal family’s own strategy to set up a memorial service in such a surprise way.

Then, at least, can the citizens be persuaded?

After all, a debate is a battle to convince the public rather than the opponent.

Right now, I was confident because the church had the citizens on my back, but I was a little uneasy about the current situation where the royal family was overly accepting everything.

“Hmm.”

Tilting her head, Lucia tapped her chin with her finger.

No matter how much he thought about it, it was a question of how he would persuade not only the bishop but also the citizens in the royal family with prejudice.

“No matter who you are, if you sell your face once, it will be difficult to live in the kingdom.”

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Mystic Commander Deius Verdi.

The Earl’s younger brother who lives in North Whedon. Rumors that he was a professor at Robern Academy had already spread.

“Hmm.”

The moment Lucia, who had a complicated expression on her face, turned her neck around and stretched.

“Holy Lady, we have obtained additional information.”

A bundle of papers filled in the arms of the believer who opened the door and entered. It was a part that showed how sincere the church was in this matter.

“Oops.”

But for those who had to read it, it was terrifying.

In this way, it seemed that he would know more about Deius Verdi than the Gospel.

“Here is the resume he gave to the Robern Academy.”

“resume?”

Come to think of it, I realized that I hadn’t even seen her face, so I accepted Lucia right away.

The moment I looked at the photo attached to the top, ignoring the empty resumes, wondering if it would be okay.

“uh… … ?”

Lucia’s expression twisted bizarrely.

* * *

“Kiya! I’m serious?”

Finden Ai sticks out her tongue as she sees the citizens who have come to the entrance of the royal palace.

They all held up and waved signs containing radical language, criticizing the stupidity and stubbornness of the royal family.

“Don’t look at me. It just makes me feel bad.”

When Deia, who was half-lying on the sofa, grumbled, Finden-Ai answered with a grin.

“Griffin is a wonderful country to live in.”

Suddenly, Deia raised her head, asking what that meant. There was a strange skepticism in Finden Eye’s bloody eyes.

“Even if you do that shit, the king won’t draw his sword. In the Republic of Clark, they would have already had their tongues pulled out, their fingers and legs cut off, and they were imprisoned alive in the city.”

“Ugh, are you really saying that?”

The cruel iron-fisted rule of the Clark Republic, which is half told like a ghost story. Deia replied in disbelief, but Finden Ai only shrugged her shoulders.

The Republic only appeared as a cruel place in the game, but it didn’t play a big role, so it was a place I didn’t know much about.

But the more I got to know it, the more I didn’t want to go there.

I removed the gauze from my cheek. The throbbing pain I felt a few days ago is now gone.

“Are you okay now?”

Deia, pretending not to be interested, turns her gaze to another place and asks. I nodded and told him not to worry.

Then Finden Ai giggles and laughs, saying that it was fun.

“Did you hit me very coolly? I’m sorry, but on the inside, you must have been very happy?”

“… … .”

It was not wrong.

Because I saw Darius punch me in the cheek and the corners of his mouth rise subtly.

Darius, who could not leave Northweden empty for long, had already left a few days ago.

Before that, he told me to punch him hard enough to leave a scar on my cheek.

It was out of necessity.

“I’m glad you got better before the debate.”

If I went out with gauze on at the debate, I would have started with a broken first impression.

By the way, Arya also left for the academy.

I sent it while forcibly tearing off the fact that he would be with me. With the promise that I would also join the academy, he told me that a student should be the most beautiful when he behaves like a student, but he quickly left.

Originally, Deia should have left with Darius.

He wanted to enjoy a vacation after a long time, so he stayed in Gray Pond.

Honestly, it could be dangerous, so I wanted to leave if possible. well, i can’t help it

“Kya, I’m really looking forward to tomorrow’s debate.”

Humming Finden Eye. Actually, what she is looking forward to is not the debate, but the next one.

Perhaps from then on, assassins will come from all sides?

Even in the royal family, most of them risked their lives for faith in the name of martyrdom.

That’s why tomorrow’s debate will be a feast of chaos and distrust.

“… … .”

Suddenly, the saintess Lucia came to mind.

She’s as friendly and fresh as I’ve seen in the game. She was also a woman of simple but firm convictions.

You’ve probably figured out by now that the discussion was me.

I needed to meet her beforehand.

Before making any judgment, I met myself in a state of no prejudice.

Since it has been imprinted with a good enough image, it is not possible to engage in discussions simply assuming that the warlock is evil.

‘I’m sorry, but I will win.’

It could be said to be cowardly, but the saintess’ position in this matter was just as important.

The moment when she doesn’t unconditionally oppose me, but takes a slightly halfway position.

This was the idea to solidify the victory.

* * *

next day.

The place where the debate between the royal family and the church takes place is a place I have already been to once.

It was the Greypond Execution Ground.

People crowded into the seats made with the motif of the Colosseum. It must have been prepared with great care. In the middle of the execution ground, there was a round table along with a huge stage for discussions.

“Oh wow, that’s really tough.”

“I didn’t know you could stop it that far.”

Finden Eye and Deia wipe away the cold sweat. There were quite a few citizens who interfered with our carriage ride from the royal palace to the execution site, so it took a long time to clear them up.

King Orpheus and Archmage Alfredo were already waiting for a discussion in the place where the distinguished guests were.

A war of nerves is taking place among the nobles as well, who are in the VIP seats.

The King and the Archmage were forced to remain silent in the face of all the turmoil and accusations.

They won’t bother raising their voices or punishing them for being rude.

After all, after today’s great debate, everyone will become dumb and just keep an eye on the king.

The wise king is silent, waiting for the time of reversal, but in his head he will be making a list of the names of the loudest.

“Is that one already out?”

Deia points her hand towards the forum. Bishops serving each of the gods.

And Saint Lucia Saint standing in the center.

The atmosphere is definitely different from when I saw it at the restaurant Marhen.

Her silver hair, which had been braided at the time, had been undone this time, and she was praying with her hands folded.

I picked up a wad of paper I had prepared and a steel water bottle to drink during the discussion.

When I turned my head slightly, I saw Finden Eye and Deia smiling at me.

“Take them all off and come.”

“Honestly, antagonizing the church isn’t a very good idea, but if you have to, just destroy it.”

Hearing my own cheering, I nodded and headed outside.

“Ooooh!”

“Go away!”

“There is no place for a warlock to stand in Griffin Kingdom!”

“Execution! execution!”

booing pouring.

There were even people who threw garbage or food, but the magic judges’ protection magic naturally protected me from them.

In the end, standing in front of the forum, even in the cold eyes of the bishops.

I met eyes with Lucia, who was looking at me as if she was lost on her own.