Surviving as an Academy Black Magician - Surviving as an Academy Black Magician chapter 58

Roman asked with a face of disbelief.

“daisy… . Do you remember me?”

Daisy nodded slowly.

“… … brother.”

Daisy frowned, as if trying to think of something more.

However, the memory did not come to her mind as easily as she thought.

On the contrary, my head hurt as if it would break because I tried to force myself to rise.

Seil Sieghart’s dark magic forced the lock of the memories that had been sealed up until now to be opened, but it still took a long time to recover all the memories.

Trying to think of it forcibly might rather cause permanent damage to the brain.

Roman, noticing this, stretched out his arm and wrapped it around her. He gently rubbed her back.

“… are you okay. It’s okay, Daisy. You don’t have to try to force it. They will come to mind slowly and naturally one by one. That’s enough for now. Thank you for remembering me… .”

Even though it’s already dead, it doesn’t have the same warmth as before… … .

-A strange thing happened.

Blood began to circulate in his undead body. Embarrassed Roman looked at Seil, but instead of answering, he just smiled.

‘Thank you… .’

Daisy closed her eyes slowly, remembering the warmth of her long-forgotten brother.

“… … warm.”

Under the wet, cold sewer.

The hand that gently and gently caressed her back.

In a place where the marginalized in the world gather, paradoxically, she felt that she was loved the most.

Geil, who watched the scene without a word, quickly sat down on the bed as his legs gave out.

‘This is the real, real last time.’

I promised not to use magic like that, but I just broke that promise again.

However, this is irresistible. How can I bear to see this scene?

I decided that if there was something I could do with my own strength, it would be right to do it somehow.

‘You’re just trying to fall down like this… . It must have been overdoing it.’

It was difficult to control the body just by using an amount of magic energy that was ambiguous to even call it black magic.

Fortunately, there were elixirs brought from Count Harman’s family, so when this work was over, I was going to do nothing and rest.

‘If I can absorb those two completely, this level of physical condition is nothing.’

Originally, the body is also the body, but I thought that I should recuperate for quite a long time without using my strength because of the effects of demonic erosion… .

It is no longer necessary.

‘Perpetual snow ginseng’ and ‘blood water squeezed out of the heart of a fire dragon’, as they are treasures that cannot be easily obtained even with billions of dollars, the effect will be beyond imagination.

However, they were elixirs that were just as dangerous as their excellent effects.

It was because each of them had very strong energy.

In the case of ginseng, ordinary people who do not have cold resistance will freeze from blood to heart and die.

Because it contained such an outstanding cold energy, some recognized it as poison, not as an elixir.

The same goes for the blood that squeezed the heart of the fire dragon.

The Fire Dragon, whose whole body is no different from fire, emits tremendous firepower from its heart, which can be said to be the source of mana.

In other words, the heart itself is the essence of fire that produces sparks without rest.

The blood of his fire is like lava. The blood produced by squeezing such a heart boasts heat enough to melt even metal.

If an ordinary person drank it without knowing anything, it would melt the entire mouth, even the esophagus and stomach.

That’s why I didn’t even dare to take it in a normal way, but that wasn’t the only thing I had.

‘Elixir’, which is called the tears of God, and the resilience of the elixir, which is said to revive the dead with a little exaggeration, made me think that it was a challenge worth trying.

No, I had to.

‘… I will meet such monsters again and again in the future.’

Only this time, several opportunities overlapped, and I was lucky enough to get through it, but there was no guarantee that it would happen again next time.

Like a character in a game, through saving every round, if you die, you may be able to summon it again and repeat the challenge and die.

However, my mind is not like that.

Having experienced it myself, I can say for sure.

Like the regressors in the novel or the characters in the game, my mental strength is not strong enough to endure repeated deaths and endure all rounds.

No, I’m afraid to be precise.

Even if you have that much mental strength, you don’t have the confidence to live in such a confinement.

That’s why you have to become even stronger.

To avoid suffering such a terrible death again.

You shouldn’t be complacent just because you’ve gotten a little stronger.

Even if I made this promise every time, I would quickly become relaxed again, but knowing that, I had to constantly repeat myself like this.

When he was lost in thought for a long time, Roman and Daisy approached Geil. Then he bowed 90 degrees and thanked him.

“master. thank you.”

“thank you. Master.”

Embarrassed, Zile waved his hand.

“no. That’s it. are you okay. Raise your head because I’m fine.”

Daisy raised her head and stared at Seil. Somehow her eyes felt more alive than before.

“… Are all your memories back?”

Daisy shook her head. Instead of her, Roman answered.

“I don’t think most of them have come to mind yet, except for the one about me.”

Gail said with a slightly bitter expression.

“okay. Maybe that would be good.”

Daisy asked a question out of the blue.

“Master. Is your brother already dead?”

“… … .”

It wasn’t just Zai who was flustered this time. Roman also tried to deal with it with a puzzled face, but Geil calmly replied.

“daisy. As for how that happened, when I was promoting as Blue Moon, by chance… .”

“that’s right.”

“master… … .”

Daisy stared at Seil. There was no sympathy, no malice, no hostility in those eyes, just transparent.

“Did the teacher kill you?”

“okay. I killed him, and shaped him into a familiar like this.”

“… … okay.”

It’s an obvious question, but Geil couldn’t seem to get past it without saying it.

“Aren’t you resentful of me?”

The corners of Daisy’s lips went up slightly. It was the first time. To see her smile.

“resentment… … . I don’t know what happened between the two of them, but one thing I can be sure of is that my brother is more grateful to the headmaster than I am. Then I have no reason to resent the teacher. The older brother I know is not soft enough to thank the person who killed him and turned him into a monster.”

I thought her smile was somehow ripe, but when I remembered her true identity, a smile leaked out without my knowledge.

“I’m sure they’re siblings.”

The touching sibling reunion was over. From now on, it was time to wrap up the long knot of revenge.

“Roman. What are you going to do? Are you going right away?”

Instead of answering, Roman looked at Daisy.

While Geil was lost in thought for a moment, Roman had finished briefly explaining what had happened.

She answered without hesitation.

“I will go.”

nod

Seil, who got up from his seat, left the house with his brother and sister and headed to the place where Gireth Harman was.

The first thing Giles and Roman did after returning to the church was to put Gireth Harman in a small solitary cell.

Before returning to the church, it was built at the special request of the church members, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was designed only for one person, Gireth Harman.

The ceiling was so low that it was impossible to stand up, and the legs were so narrow that they were completely unnecessary.

All sides are blocked by walls and iron bars. In the meantime, many children have been locked up in prison cells, so I tried to present the most similar environment to him.

It was made with a lot of consideration for his taste, so I hope he likes it.

His whole body was filled with restraints.

It was a luxury to spend a precious mineral such as turpentine on only one other guy, so Roman cut off his root vein instead.

It would be impossible to spend mana unless he had even a cockroach-like regenerative power.

After passing through the narrow underground passage and opening the small door, I heard painful moans and shouts filled with sticky flesh from afar.

“Turn it off… … . Röndal, this f*cking bastard dares to betray his brother… … ? I don’t even know how good I’ve been to you… … . ha… ha… Marlon. I will remember and forget you too. This is why you can’t trust the magicians. And that black magician… … .”

okay. okay.

“… … You son of b*tch. Do you think you’ll be okay with this? If I get out of here, I’ll kill you all. I’ll tear it limb from limb and throw it into the pigsty. never… don’t let go Never leave me alone!!!”

I’m going to die loud

Seil Sieghart muttered with a face full of annoyance and strode towards the solitary cell where he was confined.

“Gyres Harman. How is your new home a little cozy? I took care of your taste, so I hope you will be satisfied as much as possible.”

Gyres, who found him, shouted as he squeezed his face through the bars of the iron bars, unable to even straighten his back.

“It’s a baby to eat !!!! Do you think you’ll be able to do this? Are you, a dark magician, refusing the oath on your own?”

Seil shrugged his shoulders and replied deftly.

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“Oath? what oath? ah… … You said I wouldn’t kill you with my own hands? oh thank you, hey I forgot about it, but thanks to you, I remembered it. I almost died. right?”

“okay! You asshole! If I die like this, you will eventually die too! So don’t do anything stupid and release me from this hell right now!”

“But what about this? The demon I serve has a very broad heart. If I keep my words straight, they won’t care. So if I don’t kill you with my own hands, there’s nothing wrong with me. this is the word Whether you starve to death there or bite your tongue to death, it has nothing to do with me. Can you hear me?”

Hearing those words, Kireth Harman’s face hardened.

“Hey, don’t lie. What kind of selfish god existed… … .”

It was only then that Gires Harman remembered the fact that the god he worshiped was not an ordinary god, but a ‘demon god’.

“Void, void! Isn’t this a different story! I was wrong. I’m wrong, so get me out! Whether it’s money or women, I’ll give you anything you want! So come on me… … .”

“No.”

“What do you mean… … ?”

“Your apology was wrong. Apologies, not me… … .”

Roman and Daisy, who were in the back, approached the iron bars. Seeing Daisy’s face, Gyreth’s expression turned pale.

“I have to do it this way.”

As if you saw a ghost. The person who thought he was dead came back alive like this, so it wouldn’t be wrong to say that he really saw a ghost.

“… … De, de, Daisy?”

“long time no see. young master.”