I Became The Academy Necromancer - Chapter 400



Side Story. Predecessor

Owen Baltany.

In fact, he can be called my only disciple, and the boy I trusted behind him.

He was the successor, but I did not teach him any magic.

Because there is no need.

He seemed a bit confused because of that, but during the final battle, he played a performance to show off his growth to me.

It was that kind of Owen.

[You learned necromancy?]

A dark spirit responds in a surprised voice while sitting around a bonfire. She looked like she didn’t know whether to be happy or sad about this.

[Why is that like that?]

However, Stella, on the other hand, had a clear understanding of the current situation.

Owen Baltany has no need for necromancy. Some people may say that it is not a big problem if it can be used, but if it is, it will only cause harm.

“There must be some reason.”

You wouldn’t have broken my teachings and tried to learn necromancy for no reason.

“Are you still unable to recognize your own talents and abilities?”

Necromancers are widespread across the continent. Of course, even if the number is smaller than that of ordinary wizards.

But not Owen.

Someone could say that.

What’s so great about giving comfort to the dead with just a musical performance? Isn’t it lower compatibility compared to a necromancer who deals with souls?

I can’t say it’s wrong, though.

That is why the boy named Owen Baltany was unique.

A performer who comforts the soul who appeared in the land of the Griffin Kingdom, a land that rejects warlocks.

The fact that, unlike me, the 1st Chieftain, he could not do anything with his soul, it was actually a great strength for Owen that could not be compared to anyone else.

Also, that was why I made Owen my successor. If you were going to make a warlock your successor, there was no need to insist on Owen.

“You were the one who stayed with the kid while we were away.”

From a distance, Findeneye, who was leaning on the carriage and smoking a cigarette, asked Stella and the dark spirit in a questioning tone.

While I was away, they were the ones who spent time with Owen and taught him various things.

Stella also answered with a dark expression, perhaps because she felt responsible.

[Even at that time, Owen was feeling confused about his identity. Why doesn’t he teach me the art of necromancer?]

[But I still found the answer, right? We didn’t say anything directly, we just gave hints!]

“Yes, I know.”

I wasn’t trying to hold Stella and the dark spirit responsible. Because Owen found his own answer in the first place.

But she said it was shaken.

‘There is something.’

I don’t know what’s going on.

She had been thinking of meeting Owen, but she felt like she had to go sooner.

* * *

“When will Shinwoo come back!”

“Ugh! I live there! “I don’t have an older brother so I’ll give it to you!”

Erica Bright, who was in Gray Pond for the test to become an archmage, was in a room given to her by the royal family to rest comfortably, but she couldn’t stay at all comfortable.

“Ah! I should have just followed along! “I should have pushed it with all my might!”

“It’s winter vacation, but you just listened to the professor for no reason!”

“…”

Two people who were freed from the shackles of the academy during winter vacation.

Because of those two, Kim Shin-woo came to Gray Pond with Eleanor and Aria so that she wouldn’t get tired, but Erica was actually tired because of those two.

“Let’s both go out.”

Erica said something to the two people who were still fussing in her room, but they didn’t move and rolled around on her bed.

But that doesn’t mean they were harassing her in Erica’s room for no reason.

“When Shinwoo oppa comes, he will definitely look for Erica first, so he will always be here.”

“…”

You are smarter than you think.

However, at the same time, Eleanor’s words that Kim Shin-woo would come to her unconditionally if he came to Gray Pond did not make him feel bad.

“Hmm.”

Erica cleared her throat and said nothing more to the two people.

“But you’re really late. “Hasn’t it been a while since you left North Weden?”

Aria muttered as she popped the snack into her mouth, wondering where she got it from.

Eleanor reaches out her hand to take the cookie, but Aria’s reflexes are no match for her.

‘Yes.’

Whether you two fight over cookies or not.

Erica was lost in thought for a moment at Aria’s words

Because it wasn’t wrong.

I heard that Kim Shin-woo had departed from North Wales, and originally, he would have already arrived by then.

North Weden itself is far away from Graypond, but since it was a carriage driven by Kim Shin-woo’s magic, it should not be taken at normal speed.

‘Where are you stopping by?’

Erica hoped he would come as soon as possible.

It was because she simply wanted to see him, but it was also for Owen, who was going through various trials to become a funeral director.

Because the boy’s complexion looked noticeably worse recently.

She wondered if there was anything she could do to help, but Owen felt like he was hitting a wall, and her timing wasn’t right, so she couldn’t approach him.

Since she was an archmage candidate in the first place, she should not have met someone like a memorial priest candidate.

That’s because there could be a rumor in some way.

So Erica personally thought it would be good for Aria and Eleanor to go and check on her.

“Oh, please give me some! “You’re not giving me that because you think it’s a waste?!”

“You can buy it and eat it! “Is it okay for a princess to steal snacks from common people and eat them?”

“Good! I love it! Actually, it tastes best when I steal your food! “It’s best to take away what belongs to you who can live without it!”

“You crazy b*tch! “If your brother finds out about this, he’ll be so freaked out!”

“It’s not? It’s not? Shinwoo oppa sighed, thinking it was ridiculous, crossed his arms, and said, ‘Ha, be careful, Eleanor.’ I guess he would scold you in a s*xy way?”

“Oh? Hey, are you good at following along?”

“Right? “I practice this in the mirror.”

“Can you do other things?”

“Hmm.”

Eleanor relaxed her neck and lowered her eyes with a serious expression, whispering softly.

“I am a necromancer.”

“Oh! Oh oh! Princess! Please do something else!”

“I will listen to your story.”

“Michiiiiin!”

Erica shook her head as she looked at the two people imitating Kim Shin-woo’s vocal chords while giving her snacks.

Owen must have been very sensitive right now, but if the two of them left, it was obvious what they would say anyway.

They’ll probably end it by threatening Kim Shin-woo and telling him to take care of himself instead of getting on his nerves.

“I love you, Eleanor.”

“No, the voice is completely different, but it has a unique tone and atmosphere?”

“I’m also very talented in many areas.”

“Say you love me in my own name!”

“Arya, you ugly b*tch.”

“This b*tch…”

Erica just turned her head and pretended not to see the two people bickering and fighting on the bed again.

* * *

“You did a great job. “You did a great job of consoling those who fell due to the epidemic this time.”

“Thank you.”

While Aria and Eleanor were rolling around in Erica’s room and imitating Kim Shin-woo’s vocal chords.

Owen Baltany, who is undergoing trials to become the Second Most High Priest, bows his head towards the bishop in front of him.

The memorial service was a position related to the soul, and since the religious community was so strongly affected by the first memorial service, they were somehow struggling with the important task of selecting the next memorial service.

Thanks to this, Owen was now solving tests posed by bishops and incidents related to the soul that were occurring in various places.

As time passed, the small boy grew up and took on the appearance of a young man.

Although he was hit hard when he was growing up, he had a mature appearance.

His shoulders are drooping, he has dark spots, and he is losing weight.

He was a completely different person from Owen Baltany back in the day.

“Then the next trial will take place in a few days. “Now you have really arrived at Memorial Temple.”

Owen bows his head again and leaves as the bishops speak with a grin.

Waiting for him when he came out was the current Saint Lucia.

“Owen, please talk to me for a moment.”

“Saint…”

Lucia spoke to him with her sincere concern.

“Her face has become very pale. “You’re overdoing it now.”

“…”

“There is no need to take the bishops’ examination. From the beginning, His Majesty King Orpheus clearly stated that bishops do not have the right to make decisions.”

It is true that Owen has to take a test to become a memorial priest, but she has already said that it is up to the royal family and she does not need to be swayed by the bishops.

“But Mr. Memorial overcame all the bishops head-on.”

A boy named Owen was getting into a war of nerves with the bishops, saying he would not avoid them.

“Monumental Master did not avoid anyone. He walked forward confidently and firmly. I also have to follow in his footsteps. Because I have a role that He has entrusted to me.”

“Oh, Owen…”

“Please excuse me. “Like you said, I’m tired so I need to get some sleep.”

After saying that, Owen leaves the temple.

Although Lucia was tall, she could only look at the back of the boy who was still a child.

I knew the boy’s concerns his very well, and I understood his feelings his very well.

Having the predecessor’s halo shine so brightly that you can’t even look at it is bound to be a burden for the successor.

Since it was Lucia who became a saint after Stella, I fully understood her feelings.

“Ah, Deius.”

The path he walked was so dazzling that the boy named Owen Baltany seemed even darker.