I Became The Academy Necromancer - Chapter 337



Side Story. Coincidence and Comfort

The more I entered the village, the more often people looked at me.

At first, I thought it was just curiosity, but the more I looked at it, the more I felt hostility and discomfort, so I couldn’t help but be a little puzzled.

[It’s too much.]

Stella also looked worried as if she felt the same way as me.

She said it was a minor concern just now, but if she was this hostile, there was room to think about it a little differently.

“It’s strange.”

Still wondering if there was a need to be this hostile, I headed in the direction where I could hear the horses neighing.

The stable was located a bit far away from the corner of the village, and there was a smell due to horse manure, and it was a bit noisy, so it was a location that was considerate of the villagers.

“Sniff.”

A middle-aged man who appeared to be the stable owner glanced in my direction, pretended not to notice, and began to feed me food.

“Excuse me.”

When I suddenly say hello to the back of his head, the man is slightly surprised and shrugs his shoulders, probably not expecting me to talk to him.

“Hmm, who is it?”

“My name is Kim Shin-woo. “I have settled down and live in this area.”

“Hmm? Did you settle down nearby?”

[I think you know something?]

Feeling like a suspect in an investigative story.

The stable owner suddenly asked very confidently and too aggressively.

“Aren’t you talking about the house on Bolt Hill?”

“… That’s right.”

“Egh! Like nothing!”

I suddenly wondered what was going on. The stable owner points at me and spews out his pride.

If it weren’t for the fact that it was a bit far from the village, everyone would have flocked here.

“What kind of face have you come crawling in here with? “We need to kill all the weaklings on Bolt Hill!”

[This…]

I could understand what he meant at once. Since Bolt Hill was originally a den of druggies, we, who had settled back there, seemed to be part of their gang.

“My friend Beren is still drinking over the loss of his son! “If you hadn’t ruined the kids with strange flowers, he would have already gotten married!”

A place where tragedy passed.

It wasn’t just souls that were broken through the golden flowers I saw.

They had left deep and deep scars on the village where they originally lived.

[It’s a shame.]

Stella puts her hands together and prays for them for a moment.

I calmly begin to explain to the stable owner, who is fuming.

“I understand your feelings. But I think you have some misunderstanding.”

“Misunderstanding?! Misunderstanding! What a misunderstanding! I thought they were gone now! The management bureau has already spread rumors that the land was purchased! “I thought they might crawl in here!”

Management Bureau.

From what I heard, it is a new department created in the Clark Republic, an organization created to recognize the current chaotic situation in the Republic and serve the citizens.

I heard it’s a place that doesn’t take on big jobs, but resolves small incidents and complaints.

‘The management bureau released the information.’

Even though I feel uncomfortable, I resolve the misunderstanding for now.

“Haven’t all the drug dealers been subdued?”

“Okay! There was a date when the management bureau said it would be sorted out, but rather than that… !”

“It’s me.”

When I spoke calmly, the stable owner tried to threaten me again, asking what I was talking about.

“I took care of them all.”

“… Huh?”

The owner opened his mouth to say something and stared at me blankly.

The timing came naturally, so I continued talking.

“I found out that the group that was growing golden flowers in the flower garden was stealing them and growing them in another place.”

“…”

“I had some bad memories related to it, so I went and dealt with them. I don’t know if you believe it or not…”

Raise your hand and let man bloom.

A blue flame rises calmly, intuitively letting me know that I have a talent for magic.

“He is a very skilled wizard.”

[Like?]

After finishing her prayer, Stella playfully put her face out and asked, but she forced herself to pretend not to see.

If I were to be honest, it was Finden Eye who handled it, not me, but I was the one who gave the order anyway.

Besides, I can’t explain all the details here.

“…”

The stable owner seemed lost in many thoughts.

I wonder if they waited for a long time.

The stable owner is breathing bitterly and licking his lips. He seemed like he wanted to have a drink.

“As I said before, it’s better than the due date that the management bureau told me… They were cleared out faster. The management bureau says they arrested them, but everyone in the village knows that they were killed so cruelly that the smell of blood spread to the village for a while.”

If they were arrested, there wouldn’t be any bloody smell.

“Really… “Did the wizard solve it?”

From noble mtl dot come

The stable owner became polite and asked with earnestness. I just nodded slightly.

“Gwae, if it’s okay…” ” … Could you say the same thing to my friend? Just, please, just this once.”

I didn’t worry too much about his earnest appearance, to the point where his attitude his completely changed.

“Please guide me.”

I came to buy a cart and unexpectedly became a strange companion.

As we entered the village again, people’s eyes were still focused, but when they saw the stable owner with them, their hostile gaze turned into suspicion.

The place we arrived was a bar.

I thought he had been drinking since morning, but that wasn’t the case. The owner of the bar was the friend he had mentioned, named Beren.

“Norman? What from this time…”

“Beron, we have a guest.”

The introduction was short.

When the stable owner called Norman introduced me, Beren’s eyes widened.

The weak bar owner, whose shoulders were slump compared to his large size, clenched his fists.

“Blood, I followed the smell of blood and saw a corpse… “Bodies torn to shreds and completely butchered.”

“Yes, my maid did it. It must have been full of traces of being hit with an axe.”

“… !”

Beren nods his head vigorously at my words.

“You’re right! You’re right! The moment I saw that, I knew there was a God in this world! “They truly deserve to be punished!”

“If you want to connect with God, do it. “I didn’t do it because I wanted to get revenge on you, but because it was for my own goal.”

“Ah.”

Beren leans against the counter, holding his face in his hands. The sound of sobbing echoes for a moment.

“Well, my son… His face melted. “I don’t know how painful it must have been for him as a father to see his eyeball fall out and die.”

“…”

“I couldn’t even die because of my human appearance. “For fear of contaminating other corpses, the corpses that had dissolved in drugs were burned.”

He asked me as if he was being forced.

“Well, even if my son changed like that, would the gods have embraced him?”

“…”

There was no hesitation as to what answer I should give. However, before I could speak, I suddenly felt like I had become Deius Verdi.

When I thought about it, my way of speaking had already gone back to that time.

‘It’s difficult.’

Is it because they see me as the same as Deius and perceive me as an inevitable being on the continent?

Lately, I’ve often had the illusion that I’ve become him.

But.

No matter which of the two it was, the answer here was the same.

“The golden flower even destroys a person’s soul. Even as spirits, the victims searched for the golden flower.”

“Ah…”

“Oh, wizard!”

Perhaps it was a desperate answer, but Veren was trembling and hit his head on the counter. Norman, who was behind him, also called me because he was desperate.

“Thanks to you, I was able to find out their location.”

I don’t lie.

Even though it may be cruel, rather than telling sweet lies.

Because I know that a clear and firm truth will be much more comforting to them.

“Thanks to this, we prevented the golden flower from spreading to the continent. Now that flower will not grow anywhere on the continent.”

“…”

“Also.”

Slowly.

She stretches out her hand and places her hand on the back of Beren’s hand.

A fresh scar on the wrist

Even though he is a bar owner, his son’s absence cannot be soothed by alcohol.

Rough hands that can feel his joys and sorrows.

“A man risked his life to make room for them. In contrast to the body, which was not buried with others, the soul sleeps safely with others.”

I add this with comfort as I think of the souls who may be sleeping within Deius Verdi’s body.

“If you wish.”

I glance at Stella next to me.

“I ask the kindest God I know to pray for him.”

Stella naturally puts her hands together and closes her eyes. Her subtle smile she was truly divine and beautiful.

A quiet prayer for those who have been broken and burned on this earth.

The faintly spreading divinity of Stella begins to fill the bar.

“Black.”

A father who lost his son

“Huh! Be, ben!”

Although she continued to shed tears, she forced herself to shout clearly.

“My son’s name is Ben.”

With that, Beren continued to cry. The sadness of losing my son will not be erased even if it lasts my whole life.

Still, I just hoped it was a little bit of comfort to him.

* * *

“Huh! “Huh!”

Laila, a level 2 manager from the Management Bureau, rode a bicycle and entered Iceburn Village in a hurry.

The village we barely arrived at while wiping our sweat-soaked blue hair.

After receiving a tip from people, he heads straight to the bar.

What really happened?

The moment I arrived in front of the bar on my bike, worried.

A man’s wails rang out from inside the bar. However, even though it was a cry, for some reason other emotions felt stronger than sadness.

Should I call it tears that relieve resentment?

But what stands out more than anything else is the woman standing blocking the entrance.

The woman wearing a pure white dress and hair that had faded to white gave a sense of nobility just by looking at her.

Lila approaches her as if she is possessed by something about her.

“This is Level 2 Administrator Lyla Besh of the Clark Republic Administration. “What is the situation now?”

[Ah, you belong to the Management Bureau.]

The voice I heard smiling brightly resonated in my head for some reason, but it didn’t feel that bad.

Rather, the warmth of her voice alone makes me feel good.

“Who are you?”

Stella thought about Laila’s question for a moment, then smiled and answered.

[I’m just a nun passing by.]

“Nun?”

She wasn’t wearing a nun’s uniform, but she certainly felt like it when she heard those words.

She actually suits her so well that you wonder why she didn’t know that from the beginning.

“What is going on inside?”

[You can see it as comfort.]

Stella answered while scratching her cheek. However, Lila gave an expression of not understanding and tried to enter the bar.

[Wait a minute.]

Stella said carefully, holding her shoulder

[Are you a person with upright beliefs?]

“Yes?”

I suddenly wondered what that was.

Although I often heard that the management was stubborn.

With a worried expression, Stella advised Laila.

[Don’t try to find out too much about the people inside.]

“… “What do you want to say?”

[In my experience…]

Frowning slightly, Stella lets out a sigh that expresses her concern.

[Usually people with convictions… It went well.]