Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius - Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius chapter 84

Ghost(4)

Autumn nights are kind of creepy. Neither cold nor hot, vague, but a better temperature.

In particular, when I face the night inside the academy, I sometimes feel strange.

As always, such an enclosed space is bound to become the subject of ghost stories.

And the ghost story came to me in the form of a ghost.

Ghost.

A ghost with some physical power, too.

How strong he was, and at the same time, he was of such a high level that he did not even suffer from divine power.

I had to meet that guy.

What kind of person he was in his lifetime, whether he had hostility toward us, or whether he would continue to be bound here.

You have to check some things.

‘Otherwise, the inside of the academy becomes very noisy.’

Still, after the Professor Akdin incident, many students leave the academy with the intention of being paid.

Even if they do not speak now, there will be more and more students with anxiety and discomfort.

Ghosts can be an opportunity to explode the emotions of such students.

do not do that.

The Academy must remain as the Academy.

When the Iliad Academy does not remain as an academy and is scattered around the places where each of them lived, it becomes too difficult to match the development.

Basically, the original incident occurred only inside the academy, so it was not difficult to block it.

‘But outside the academy is outside the original.’

Out of the original, it means that I went beyond the limits that I could predict and prevent.

That was the case with Winter Castle, and so was the case with Lennock.

I stared at Akshi. She looked up at the night sky and kept muttering.

The voice whispered to me.

it was a proverb

To summon a ghost or to attract attention, she was now using a verb.

When I asked if I could just use it like that, she said.

“I was a little curious about that ghost too.”

He replied.

There seems to be no problem in using the verb itself.

I have a vague feeling that the concept of verbs should not be used just like that.

It’s half, but maybe it’s because I’m born with dragon blood.

Sweat runs down Akshi’s skin.

Although it must be a body made of mana, it looks real.

Seeing the sweat, I was half convinced.

That she’s a little overworked.

close by.

The sound of rough scratching on something reverberates around you.

I covered my ears at the sound that made me frown.

“What is this… ?”

At the same time, Akshi’s movement stops. Her body slowly turns black.

Then, at the same time, the body scatters.

“Aksi?”

“I have already used up all my mana. He doesn’t seem to have the strength to maintain his shape anymore.”

Akshi slowly approached me even though her body was scattered.

As soon as she approaches me, she picks up and falls.

I carefully picked her up as I watched her fall over my hand as if intended.

Aksi said to me while Bessi smiled.

“If it’s going to disappear soon anyway, wouldn’t this kind of greed be okay?”

“Why are you talking like you’re never coming out again?”

“Because you don’t know how long it will take to restore all your mana.”

Something white glimmers behind her.

Perhaps it was the ghost she summoned, the existence that came because of a serpent.

Akshi’s hand comes up near my face.

I didn’t dare refuse the hand. I used all of my mana and used proverbs, so this should be fine.

Cold fingers run gently across my face.

There is definitely no strength in the fingers.

“Can you see the ghost?”

“Yes, I can see for sure.”

“I’m glad. It’s not nonsense.”

“Even if you didn’t see it, it’s not in vain. Aren’t you using a proverb for me?”

Akshi’s skin is slightly red. I can’t quite comprehend the color of that skin.

Used a verb for me. Not once, but many times.

If that’s the case, even if I couldn’t borrow a ghost, it’s meaningful.

Even if it fails, does the attempt itself feel good to me?

“You always say what you say without knowing how others will hear it. Is it still like that?”

“I say thank you. Could that mean something else?”

“It’s surprisingly consistent. So maybe that’s why it feels that way.”

Akshi laughed bitterly. Her body is now almost gone.

I don’t know if it’s just the shape that disappears anyway, the body keeps talking, but I don’t know what kind of subtle atmosphere it is… .

‘Let’s not hit a second.’

You only need to swear to hear it.

As I watched Akshi’s form disperse, I muttered softly.

“thank you for your effort.”

**

“Well… .”

Adele patted her chin slightly. She looked down at her own hair that had fallen beneath her face.

Plain brown hair.

When Adele puts her hand on her hair, her hair is a little but dyed golden.

“Probably… Would you like to unpack?”

Adele closed her eyes slightly and placed her fingers above her head.

At the same time, it gradually recovers the divine power contained in the hair.

Then, the color of the hair changes from brown.

On a dark night, even the only moonlight that illuminates the ground was obscured by clouds.

The moment the world is covered in darkness.

A single ray of light illuminated the world.

“I feel a little more comfortable now.”

The master of that light, the saint, brought the finger she had placed on her head to her eyes again.

Then, the divine power that had been condensed in his eyes pierced with his fingers.

A human whose eyes spontaneously emit light.

Because that was the existence of a saint.

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Just by changing her hair and eyes, Adele became Rebecca.

From an ordinary student at the academy to a saint who is respected by all.

Most people look at the saint and bow their heads saying that it is sacred.

Even handsome nobles had no choice but to bow down in front of her.

‘Because I don’t want to receive God’s wrath.’

Rebecca remembered the many nobles who bowed their heads in front of her.

Even if they are not fat, the mass of desire they have in their arms is more disgusting than their bloated bodies.

If she had not been recognized for her qualities as a saint, would they have bowed their heads like that and wore a mask?

To her own question, Rebecca answered no.

The masks of the nobles are only worn on those who can bring profit or those who can survive only by flattery.

Rebecca knew she belonged to the former case.

‘It is said that the place that the saint has reached will be blessed by God and become fertile ground.’

‘Would you like to visit our estate and give us a blessing?’

‘Kahhhh! Lady, if you have time… .’

Everyone has their own desires.

Rebecca never denied that.

In the case of Professor Akdin, the desire to save his daughter.

In the case of Ruberic Keias, the primal desire to be strong.

The nobles who approached her also had that desire.

Only if there is something different.

Their desires were worse than the others, and they were greedy for something.

The sin in the flesh of the nobles was something that would never go away.

From those who want to use her to increase their fortune, to the ugly ones who want to take the saint.

Behind the mask lies a disgusting mainboard.

Rebecca pondered whether to call them people.

Everyone has a desire, but they do not know their vessel.

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Just fill and fill again.

I came to the academy as Adele to think about it.

Of course, there was also the desire to leave the church.

This was a priority.

Can we really see people whose brains are controlled by desires?

To find someone who can answer that question.

Her questioning was like betraying God’s will.

Rebecca’s denomination believes that God forgives everything.

I was advocating such a doctrine.

The saint, the symbol of the denomination, is thinking about forgiveness from people, so if the denomination knew about this, they might call it heresy.

Rebecca headed to the Ministry of Magic while protecting herself from the cool wind.

The moonlight was still hidden behind the clouds.

Only she seemed to be the light of the world.

‘It must be a mighty ghost.’

She recalled what the faithful student had said.

A ghost that slapped his head while he was doing something else during class, and when he used his divine power, deflected the divine power and slowly disappeared.

I’ve never seen such a situation in a book.

So, it must be a mighty ghost that has never been confirmed in books.

Rebecca thought the ghost was the Iliad, the first dean.

If it were a person strong enough to have physical power and capable of deflecting divine power.

This is because the first archmage, the Iliad, came to mind first.

‘That person would know the answer.’

The first Archmage and known great sage who knows everything in the world.

Even though she came from a commoner like her, she is the only one who founded this academy with her talents.

Of course, the fact that you know everything has only grown by word of mouth.

Even without such rumors, it was clear that the Iliad was a wise man.

Recalling the question to ask if the ghost of the rumor is true of the Iliad.

Rebecca arrived at the Ministry of Magic.

“thank you for your effort.”

Upon arriving, Rebecca hid behind a tree at the sound she heard.

Because it was a familiar voice.

I glanced at him, and, unsurprisingly, Deron was there.

A woman is lying in front of him.

However, the body is immersed in black energy and is slowly dissipating.

She tried to run away, but the woman’s body had already disappeared.

Rebecca checked Deron’s face.

He had his face bowed slightly.

Because the moonlight was obscured, Rebecca thought that Deron was sad because the woman had disappeared.

A situation she had seen a while ago made her think so.

‘… Who is it?’

As Deron was pondering over who was important enough to feel his sadness, suddenly he felt a sense of popularity right behind her.

I looked back and there it was.

“What are you doing here?”

Deron, who frowned slightly, was looking down at her.

“Hib.”

She hiccuped once.