I Became The Academy Necromancer - Chapter 392



Side Story. Benefactor

The story about Deia made me a little dizzy, but that wasn’t the only reason I came to Northwedden.

As I come out of the mansion, the cold wind typical of North Sweden surrounds my body.

The Clark Republic is equally cold, but for some reason, the cold in North Wales is strangely pleasant.

‘Winter is really here.’

I needed to organize my thoughts, and as I was wandering around alone, I felt somewhat at ease rather than feeling isolated.

‘There should be some time like this.’

I’ve always been the type of person who enjoys being alone, but lately I haven’t had time to be alone.

It wasn’t that I didn’t like it, but it was still true that I needed some appropriate alone time. Because I am in an unusual environment.

Is that why?

A strange feeling arose every time the chilly wind passed by my mouth.

She locked lips with Deia, whom she had just seen as her younger sister.

She knew from the beginning that she had feelings for me more than her second brother, but it felt strange when she expressed it through actions.

‘Ha.’

If you asked me if I didn’t like it, I wouldn’t say that.

No, on the contrary, I hated myself for thinking that I didn’t hate it.

I was embarrassed that I wasn’t feeling as much resistance as I expected toward my relationship with Deia, which I thought was definitely not possible.

‘I know, but.’

I know because I’ve heard it a few times already. Deia is my sister, but I don’t see any problem with her getting married.

Nevertheless, the reason I refused until now was simply because of my personal reluctance.

As if there was a trick.

Deia’s power to advance her relationship was stronger than expected.

It was a behavior that was contrary to her previous fear of losing me, but because of that, she was hit hard without even expecting it.

‘Besides, I need to tell other people about Deia.’

Even now, there are so many people, I don’t know what kind of reaction they will get if I tell them that I will come to Deia.

I think he might be quite angry.

From noble mtl dot come

Tuk-tuk.

A woman patted me on the back as she was out to look around the city, but she was so worried that she couldn’t really see downtown North Whedon.

Wow!

When she turned her body at the familiar child’s cheerful exclamation, there was Iluania wearing her everyday clothes and Sebia in her arms.

“I heard you were coming, but you’re alone?”

Iluania asks with a smile.

“Long time no see. It looks good.”

When I see a mother and daughter living happily together, a smile naturally spreads across my face.

I hold Sevilla outstretching her hand towards me and shake her hand, and she smiles and says it’s good.

‘Ira.’

Something she hadn’t thought about for a while came to mind naturally.

Sebia can be said to be her adoptive daughter to me, and in fact, I support her in many ways.

Still, it would be really nice to have my own child.

I don’t know if I can have it.

Even though it’s still noisy, I’m sure it will be fun in many ways.

“What are you thinking?”

“Oh, sorry.”

As she was looking at Sevilla, she began to neglect Illuania, whom she had not seen in a long time.

“Where should we go so we can at least talk?”

“There is a good place for that.”

Although we met unexpectedly on the street, Illuania skillfully guided me as if she had been waiting for this moment all along.

I wondered if there was a cafe or restaurant that I frequented often.

“Bar?”

I thought there were a lot of things to be embarrassed about today. Bringing a one-year-old child to a bar.

Even though she came from a brothel, wasn’t she a woman who could not be defeated by anyone in her love for Seville?

I even wondered if it was really okay to entrust Seville’s education to Iluania.

“You can simply drink bottled beer at the outdoor tables here.”

“Can I bring my child?”

“The child’s mother also needs to relieve stress. “She doesn’t drink enough to get drunk in the first place, she only drinks about one bottle.”

Well, if she wants to get drunk, beer is probably not enough. If she wants to work in that industry, she needs to drink well.

“And I don’t breastfeed.”

Do not breastfeed.

There was quite a bit of regret coming out of that voice.

Because Iluania had consumed a lot of bad drugs and alcohol, she didn’t allow Sebia to breastfeed her.

Although she was wise, in a way, she took responsibility for her past mistakes, starting with these minor things.

“One more.”

“Hmm?”

“Actually, this is really important. “This is where the three of us often gathered together when Deia and Findenai were together.”

“Did you?”

I had no idea about this.

I guess that’s why I came here.

I take a quick look around.

For some reason, I had the feeling that Findeneye and Deia would join at any moment and get really drunk.

“Unlike me, Seville doesn’t like being inside, so he likes this place with tables outside.”

“Yes.”

With that said, she sat at an outdoor table, but in reality it felt like a table at a night market, not a bar.

It seemed like I could understand why the three people came here often, bringing Seville with them, as the atmosphere was far from a bar.

“Deia is the perfect place to get a sense of the street atmosphere.”

A place with a clear view of the street.

It feels like you are literally spending time in North Wales, rather than just going inside and eating.

“Would you like a beer?”

“Okay, I’d like to drink some.”

“Please give me a bottle of beer.”

One bottle?

When I look at Iluania with her doubts, she smiles mischievously.

“You can’t drink it while Seville is watching.”

“You deliberately tricked me into drinking it.”

“Isn’t the scenery and atmosphere here nice? “If there wasn’t cevilla, I would have drank it too.”

Iluania deliberately deceived me by saying that it would give me a good experience in its own way.

I drank the beer the clerk brought me without feeling bad.

The cold beer in the cold air made me more nervous than I thought, but it wasn’t that bad.

The cold went away quickly as the owner lit a small fire to grill meat in front of the outdoor table.

Wow!

“Ugh! It’s fire! “If it touches you, you’ll have to touch!”

As Seville stretched out her hand and smiled, Iluania kissed Sebia’s cheek and smiled.

It was a nice sight to see.

That alone made coming to North Sweden very rewarding.

“Can you give me a hug?”

Iluania held out Seville to me who was looking at them. I didn’t bother to refuse and hugged him carefully.

I’ve hugged my child several times before, and I’m satisfied with the weight the child is gaining as the days go by.

Wow!

Sebia reached out her hand and touched my lips and cheek. No one has ever pranked me like this, but Seville was the only one who did it.

“Hoho, I guess she likes you.”

“Thank goodness.”

I shut her mouth to stop her from putting her fingers in my mouth. Seville kept making fun of her face as if she was amazed.

I also gently placed my finger on her cheek.

The child with soft cheeks was cuter and more tactile than I expected.

“Are you finished talking with Deia?”

Illuania asked me a question while I was preoccupied with Seville.

I reply bitterly, with my eyes still on Sebia.

“You knew.”

“I’m an expert on love, right?”

It was a bit of a heavy joke, but Iluania rested her chin. As a side dish, a thick piece of meat and roasted potatoes came out.

“Deia is sincere. She used to hate men, but she said that she really liked you.”

“She seems to have become quite friendly.”

I remember that she used to use polite language in the past, but now the way she speaks has changed.

“She gave me a lot of advice.”

Consultation?

Does this mean that Deia also sought Iluania’s advice in her own way?

“Sharing love with multiple women isn’t as easy as you think, is it?”

“… It hits my bones.”

“I was in a similar situation. Of course, I was in a position to receive money.”

It feels a bit strange to compare it to that, but I didn’t necessarily deny it anyway.

It’s probably because Iluania wants to give me her advice in her own way.

“Well, the situation is very different to compare to me. Still, let me give you one tip.”

“…”

“Many people flock to you because you treat even a prostitute like me so warmly.”

“…”

“You are the one who takes care of even the little child I gave birth to so preciously.”

So.

“Have courage. I’m sure you will do well.”

It was a resonant voice.

A woman named Iluania.

She was a woman who went to brothels, had s*x in exchange for money, and made a living by drinking her medicine.

Now I am smiling and living happily each day.

“I am…”

The answer could be seen in the smile she was already making.

“I promised Deius.”

Still, I really wanted to hear it from her, her mouth, her

“I will make you and Seville happy.”

That was the promise I made to the desperate man who gave me another chance.

It was gratitude towards the man who accepted me properly for the first time on this continent and granted me mercy.

“Are you happy now?”

Hug Sevilla tightly.

The child smiled as he felt each other’s warmth in my arms.

Beyond.

Iluania, who was sitting across from her, also answered with a bright smile.

“I’m so, so happy.”

“… “Yes.”

If so, that’s it.

It can be said that it is sufficient.

Illuania and Seville will definitely do well in the future.

As your child grows older, you may experience growing pains, but you will eventually overcome them.

The departed one who cannot even come to rest because he has disappeared.

Still, in the end, she was a noble person who saved her family by burning her soul.

Pure love, who never let go of her feelings for the woman she loved until the end.

Lastly.

Who accepted me.

My benefactor.

I kept my promise to you.

“Now, that’s enough.”

I think I can finally let go of the name Deius Verdi.

‘Deius.’

Really.

Thank you.