I Became The Academy Necromancer

8. Five Minutes in a Day

Deia and the servants staring blankly at me. As if time had stopped, their expressions hardened like plaster.

The one who broke it was, of course, Deia.

“what? You said you could solve it in an hour?”

Deia smiles as if she finally understands as she ponders the words.

“Do you know what the situation is? To properly understand the situation and make fun of it… … !”

“The aliens crossing Northwedon must be occupying our post on the ridge right now.”

As she cut off her words and entered, Deia frowned and glared at the other servants.

All of them shake their heads in unison, looking at each other with questions about whether they gave me information.

Of course.

This is what another invisible servant of Verdi told me.

Now, with momentum, is an opportunity. He recited the information Skrull told him.

“The number is smaller than expected. However, the problem was that they marched without avoiding battle with unexpectedly high-quality weapons.”

“… … .”

Deia glances over to the bed. Darius’s contemplative face tells me I’m not talking nonsense.

“They misunderstood their purpose. Usually the aliens ran away to survive, but not now.”

It’s different this time.

The woman named Findenai does not run away.

It was true that she was trying to cross the mountain range and hide into the kingdom of Griffin, but unlike other immigrants, she intended to enter through the main gate confidently.

“It is said that these immigrants are veterans with abundant combat experience, but the captain is probably the most problematic. A white wolf with bloody eyes.”

tsk and click your tongue

At the mention of Finden Eye, Darius immediately frowned and tossed his body, and blood gushed out from the wound.

“They are not immigrants who have fled. She is a resistance against the notoriously cruel Republic of Clark.”

“… … How do you know that?”

“There is a way.”

Originally, I would have replied bluntly saying I didn’t know. I wanted to treat Deia as well as possible.

Because I know very well the feelings that have been hurt by my family.

Of course, the answer that came out was not very soft, so Deia frowned.

‘I can’t treat them like ghosts.’

They just like to hear what they want without needing a reason.

Like Deia, she doesn’t grasp cause-and-effect relationships. I’m dead, what does that matter?

“Give me warmed wine and a loaf of rice cake. And give me a luxurious cloth to wrap it. If you wait just one hour, I will stop the aliens from plundering Northwedon.”

Back to the original subject again.

Even in a locked state, I showed the ability to grasp the enemy’s power, so I showed everything as much as I could appeal.

What remained was the choice of Darius and Deia.

“dog sound.”

And, of course, Deia refused.

“How can you believe that? You said you would defeat the family head and stop the immigrants by yourself? With alcohol and rice cake? are you kidding? Are you going to have a drink so we can go and get to know each other?”

“… … .”

“I only learned how to be fancy somewhere.”

Exasperated, Deia tried again to ask for support from the nobles around her.

While lying on the bed, Darius grabbed Deia’s wrist.

“As the head of the family, I command you. Go and take responsibility for your words, Deus.”

“Are you really crazy!?”

Deia, who had shaken off her hand, screamed in agony. Until her throat split, she lashed out at her stupidity as if she were vomiting.

“What is the importance of the title of Marquis! Let’s sacrifice those who believe in us and still don’t leave their homeland?”

“There must be a way if you see him talking that far.”

“Is it because you don’t know who he is? It’s Deus. It’s the kind of person who comes in in the morning and goes out in the evening while drinking with a woman every day!”

“… … .”

“Now you don’t believe in Deus. You’re just relying on a chance miracle! What is the difference between kneeling down and seeking God when foreign peoples holding spears and knives are standing in front of the door!”

The eyes of Deia, who was beating, were thick and moist. Even I could feel how much she valued Northweden.

So I turned around and went to the door.

“I will leave in 10 minutes. Be prepared.”

With only short orders left to the servants.

“Hey! hey! aaagh!”

Deia’s screams are heard from behind. All I have to do now is not to beg you to trust me.

For that to happen, Deius up until now was too much trash. It is because there is no credibility in humans to simply ask for trust in words.

It had to be shown in action.

Now was the time to prove it with results.

10 minutes later.

My eyes met with the servants waiting at the entrance of the family.

A bundle wrapped in fine cloth, carefully held by one of the maids.

I pick it up after receiving it.

Because I had to climb the mountain, I changed into a thick coat, and in my hand was a staff that was too good for my current magic skills.

‘I need to climb a mountain, so a staff would be useful.’

Rather than using magic, the possibility of becoming a walking stick was high.

As I was tapping the floor with the tip of my cane, Deia approached me from behind with resentful eyes.

Judging by the red swelling in her eyes, she seemed to have cried quite a bit after that.

Now I’m exhausted, so I’m just breathing hard.

I met her eyes and took a step closer.

“If I’m not back within an hour, contact Tolkien and Count Herameus for support.”

“It’s a dog! If you can’t, just say you can’t! Do you know how many heads are blown off if the request is an hour late?!”

“I succeed.”

obviously succeed

I was confident

However, it was said because he seemed very anxious, but it seems that he did not like the answer very much.

How do you talk about this relationship?

At that time, a thought flashed through my head.

“… … if.”

I looked down at Deia and asked.

“If I can solve this problem and come back.”

It might be a bit coercive, but it was important to create opportunities first.

“Five minutes out of the day.”

So, it looks like a light smile.

It wasn’t easy to smile, but since I had already done it once when I was saying goodbye to my fiancée, I was satisfied with it.

“Just five minutes every day, give it to me.”

“… … What?”

Deia looks at me with her eyes wide open, wondering if she heard it right.

Taking advantage of that opportunity, I reached out and carefully wiped the tears from her eyes.

“If you give me that much, it must be a good reward for me.”

I mean, that was the end.

Turn your body and head outside. While being greeted by servants who bowed deeply toward me who was lacking and unqualified.

We leave for North Whedon, where the February snow began to fall with strong winds.

*

Climb the North Whedon Mountains.

I know the roads are well made, but I don’t walk along the roads, I climb the rugged mountain.

The branches of the trees pierce your body with every step you take, and the snow piled up softly reaches your knees.

It was a very unattractive look for someone who came out confidently.

[Are you okay?]

Skal, the ghost butler who followed me.

I heard that you can move up to the mountain range, so he was following me too.

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

At least he could handle basic magic, so he wasn’t cold because he was using magic to keep his body warm.

It burns the mana spread throughout the body.

In fact, it is a magic that is not used very often due to its extremely low efficiency, but it is very noticeable that it floats around with a fireball.

[Are you planning on doing a raid?]

“No, I cannot stop the immigrants with my skills.”

[Yes? That word… … .]

Skrull was taken aback by the words that were different from what he looked like at the mansion, but I calmly continued climbing the mountain.

Now I was climbing the mountain range, and soon I might arrive at the outpost occupied by the aliens.

My purpose was not them.

Kreung.

“… … !”

My body is hot and it is ringing. The atmosphere shakes, and you feel the surrounding landscape twisting.

The ghost, Sk’Al, must have felt it too, and looked around in amazement, but I reached out and stopped him.

“Go back to the mansion, Skrull.”

[Yes? However… … .]

“The person I will meet in the future. I wouldn’t want you here.”

Sk’Al made a face of incomprehension, but as he remained firm and did not intend to revoke the order, he bowed deeply and disappeared.

[Please, I hope you return safely.]

His voice fades away.

OK.

Kreung!

It sounded like an electric shock hitting your ears.

For a moment, I furrowed my brows involuntarily, but the corners of my mouth were raised slightly.

“I’m glad you remembered me.”

Ridge over the mountain.

Different from Finden Eye’s bloody eyes, blue eyes like sapphires.

Black stripes on a white background, long fangs.

Standing on all fours, Baekho loftyly looks down at me.

I immediately clear the snow around me with magic, kneel down, spread the wine and rice cakes on the floor with the fine cloth I brought.

It’s good that Findenai hasn’t come down from the mountain yet.

I am grateful for the judgment that tried to recover from fatigue because I am not just a soldier, but a ‘colleague’ of the resistance with the name of a scrap metal dealer.

Thanks to you still on the mountain.

Because I can borrow his power.

To the extent that the Marquis who protects the northern lands, the Verdi family, would not even dare to hold a business card.

A true master of the mountain who has lived here for hundreds or thousands of years.

I bow my head towards him.

“Meet the Sangun.”