I Became The Academy Necromancer - Chapter 407



Side Story. Nostalgic Memories

Dream.

When I asked Arias about her dreams, she said she no longer dreams.

Eleanor Luden Griffin answered that for her, her, her dream, her, her was an ordeal that she had to overcome, and that she was destined.

Erica Bright didn’t pay much attention to dreams.

If so.

If you ask Owen Baltany, what is a dream?

“Ah.”

That was the past.

“Again.”

The boy overslept again today. It wasn’t because the royal bedroom was too soft, or because I was tired from overwork yesterday.

It was just because I liked dreaming.

After a quick wash and heading out, Owen comes to his senses, feeling like he’s still in a dream.

The ordeal I received from the bishops still remains, so today was the day to travel to a distant area to resolve it.

‘Was it a female ghost that appeared in the well?’

It is said that thanks to this, the people in that village can’t even drink water, and those who drank it without knowing got sick and collapsed.

It was clear that this was an incident where a memorial person would step forward.

“Oh, are you here?”

There was a man who was waiting for Owen. With bronze skin and blond hair, he was 180cm tall and had an aura that everyone would like, regardless of gender.

The ornaments on his hands and neck showed that he enjoyed luxury, and the hickey on the nape of his neck was also evidence that his taste for women was not very clean.

“Velas.”

His name is Velas.

He used to be the god of festivals and joy, but now he is a kind of assistant who travels around the continent with Owen.

If you ask why I am doing this, it is because I want to see the story of the boy who carries on the last days of the funeral director Deius Verdi.

Owen was also reluctant at first, but surprisingly he was quite helpful, so now we are going together like partners.

“You don’t look good. Did you have that dream again?”

“… That’s right.”

Bellas clicked her tongue as she watched Owen pause.

“It’s a nightmare.”

Velas said that if it interferes with daily life like this, it would be right to call it a nightmare.

“That can’t be right.”

Owen rather emphatically denied it. It wasn’t a nightmare or anything. On the contrary, it was so sweet that I just wanted to forget reality.

However, Bella crossed his arms and declared calmly.

“Look at you, unable to escape from such a sweet dream and your reality being ruined. It’s a nightmare. “For you, it’s like a drug.”

“… “Don’t talk about your memories with them like that.”

Owen passed the Bellas and headed toward the restaurant. She planned to eat before she left, and Bella followed suit, shrugging his shoulders hers.

The dreams that a boy named Owen Baltany had every day were always different in content.

Today, while he was playing the melodica in the carriage, the dark spirit praised him for playing well, and Deius was sitting across from him, looking at him proudly.

Memories of the past that I really experienced.

The dream that Owen Baltani is having is a memory of the time when he was adventuring all over the continent, following in the footsteps of the old communicator Deius Verdi.

I roughly took the sandwich and sat down at the table. It is a place where the royal palace workers eat, but it was quiet, perhaps because it was late.

“Today we must go to a village where a woman who fell into a well and died is spreading her curse. “She’s far away, so she let’s hurry and eat.”

“Ha, such a simple diet really isn’t my style.”

Even as she said that, Bellas followed Owen and started eating a sandwich.

He ate half the sandwich in one bite and muttered.

“It’s not as bad as I thought, right?”

‘Bird, it’s not as bad as you think, is it?’

Suddenly.

Bellas’ voice overlaps with her past, younger voice

Now, the uvula is coming out, and as I am going through the metamorphosis period, my voice is becoming thicker and lower-mid.

The clear boy’s voice at the time.

‘What? Not bad? ‘Is this a bit harsh to say, you b*stard?’

After drinking the tea that Finden Ai had made for her, she answered that question and immediately frowned and began to argue with her.

‘Oh, no. I don’t mean that…’

‘No, it doesn’t matter. First, I will give this to the owner and then boil it again.’

‘… ‘Can you give me that?’

‘The answer came from this b*stard’s face. You are left behind.’

As she remembered the Finden child who had been tormenting her, her hand stopped eating her sandwich and she smiled happily.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

However, the boy woke up to Bellas ‘call her. With an awkward expression on her face, she hurriedly put her sandwich in her mouth, trying not to let anyone know what she was thinking.

“Are you going right away?”

“No, I’m going to play a performance on the rooftop. “I don’t know what will happen while I’m gone.”

“It’s thorough.”

Since Owen was going to be away for a while, he wanted to play music to comfort any ghosts that might appear.

She headed to the piano on the rooftop, where she had become a household name in the Griffin royal family.

In fact, it is an item that can be said to be for Owen’s exclusive use. He sits on the chair and strikes the keyboard as he is used to.

Another reason why Bellas follows Owen.

“It’s sweet every time I hear it.”

It was because of Owen’s playing skills that even he, who usually has a light tone and demeanor, now closes his eyes and listens to the performance.

Skilled playing.

Owen himself thought that his skills had improved beyond comparison to before.

‘So bad.’

Is that why?

‘It’s increased a lot.’

I felt like I could hear the voice of Deius Verdi, who was watching me from behind while I was playing the piano.

‘Commonwealth Master!’

My younger self called to him again.

‘I’m doing well enough, but rest is also important. It would be good to stop playing for a day and rest.’

As he said that, Stella next to him also added a word.

‘That’s right. Owen, working too hard is not the answer.’

‘Yes! ‘Okay!’

Then, she remembers, she spent the next day playing her card game with Dark Spirit Love.

“Ugh.”

The rhyme that had flowed as smoothly as silk falls apart. Perhaps because her hands she was pressing the keys so hard, her fingers her fingers she couldn’t move.

Instead, tears fall on the keyboard, spilling out the emotions.

“Spin…”

The happy times.

“I want to go back.”

How did it end so quickly?

Being with everyone.

Although there were many difficult times and I encountered many sad stories.

“Back in those days… To the time when we were together with everyone. “I want to go back.”

I wanted to go back to those fun times.

I hoped that the memories and stories we shared with everyone would never end.

However, no matter how much you wish.

In the end, the end has come.

Owen Baltany is left alone.

It was so sad.

[What, why are you crying?]

A voice was heard.

It wasn’t vague, like something she’d heard in her own dreams or imagination.

The voice that pierced her ears had a hint of playfulness and was difficult to read.

I suddenly turned my head to the side without even having time to wipe away my tears.

[Wow, you’ve grown a lot? Do boys really grow up this fast? He’s already as tall as Stella.]

The dark spirit was standing there, sticking out her tongue and smiling.

[You are similar in height to me.]

A warm and compassionate woman’s voice came from behind.

As we followed it, there came Stella, raising her hand with a smile on her face.

[Hello, Owen. It was a great performance.]

“That’s awesome. Why did you suddenly get so upset?”

Findeneye clicks his tongue while grumbling right next to him.

And beyond.

“Ah…”

He was standing.

He is measuring his own growth with a blunt expression.

A new light that has been chased by myself, not my grandfather.

Even though he is not Deius Verdi, now he is Kim Shin-woo and he is watching him, so let’s make eye contact.

Owen ran towards him and hugged him.

“It’s a memorial service!”

Tears were pouring out right away. My emotions were so overflowing that it was difficult to calm them down.

All of his shortcomings and immorality were exposed, but it didn’t matter.

It was so nice to be able to see him no matter how much I got scolded.

“Owen.”

When spraying.

His hand is placed on his head

“You’ve grown a lot.”

Just like the old days.

Shinwoo Kim didn’t even bother to push Owen away, nor did she hug him.

After a while.

Owen, who had calmed down to some extent, looked at Kim Shin-woo, wiping away her tears.

“Have you learned black magic?”

When the expected question came up, Owen swallowed his saliva and answered.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Owen responded with a little relief at the sight of him willing to listen to the reason for learning even though he had told him not to learn.

“If I don’t do that, I won’t be able to follow in your footsteps.”

“…”

“Master, I keep shaking.”

Tears filled my eyes again.

I don’t think I’ve ever cried this much. The boy who had only been playing suddenly found himself thinking too much.

“I have to follow you…” ” … I keep shaking and falling apart. “Compared to you, I am so weak.”

So he learned necromancy.

With the mindset of grasping at straws and wanting to do anything.

It may not have been the best, but Owen thought it was the best at the time.

“Ghosts oppress me. People outside are pointing fingers at me. “The bishops are always testing me with strict standards.”

The feeling of pouring out tears could have been said to be a kind of complaint.

The people here listened to the boy’s story.

From the outside, as a candidate for a memorial service, he had to maintain his dignity and never waver.

In front of them, he was just little Owen.

“Commonwealth Master… My beliefs aren’t that great. I’m not as strong as you. I am such a weak person. “You just get swept away by the surroundings!”

“…”

“Please help me. Monumental Master, me… Please help me.”

As he gets down on his knees, Owen lets out all the emotions that have been building up until now.

“I want to go back to those days! Just, back to the time when I was staying with the memorial service! “To the time when I traveled the continent playing according to your will!”

Has there ever been a time as enjoyable as that time? The time spent just chasing Deius Verdi’s back without worrying about anything was truly enjoyable.

When he disappeared, Owen felt like an empty person.

Looking at him like that.

“Are you thinking of quitting?”

Kim Shin-woo finally opened his mouth.

Just one question.

After receiving it, Owen slowly raises his head and makes eye contact with her.

The merciful eyes said that they would accept it if you said so.

But is that what Owen wanted?

I realized that Owen was unconsciously repulsed by the thought of being able to end everything.

Kim Shin-woo, noticing this, smiles and kneels down on one knee to level his gaze.

“It’s natural to be shaken.”

Because I did the same.

“Falling down is also natural.”

Because I was like that too.

“It has no choice but to collapse. “Humans are not as strong as we think.”

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I don’t know how many times I cried, how many times I despaired, or how many times I suffered.

“I’m not wise enough to let go of resentment because I’m dead.”

At some point.

I have become a person who cannot endure without even killing my own emotions.

“Owen, what do you really want?”

Owen knew this question all too well. Because this is what he said when comforting souls.

The moment she heard it, she felt it really penetrate her soul.

The fog that was confusing her mind gradually cleared and all that was left was

Appearance of a man.

Always confident, unbreakable, and living through your own beliefs.

A respected person who spread influence to many people.

The great one.

“Above, the commander…”

The reason I never gave up no matter how hard it was. Because there is a future that he saw and dreamed of.

“I want to become a memorial service like you.”

Kim Shin-woo smiled as he saw Owen making that declaration.

“It must be difficult.”

There will be many dangers, pressures, and threats to your life.

“I will miss you.”

I will miss the times when I just followed and acted as I was told without thinking about anything.

“You want the story to continue forever.”

Those days.

The story of traveling around the continent with everyone.

Actually, I hoped it would continue.

“But you shouldn’t do that.”

However, the man who was at the center of the story more than anyone else.

“Eventually, the story has to end.”

I denied it.

“Our story is over. “The only one left is you.”

It has been said that it is time to move on. It was being taught that good times cannot last forever.

“Owen Baltany.”

Kim Shin-woo, who hugged the boy tightly, truly entrusted everything to him.

“Don’t look at my back, now walk your own path.”

“…”

“Everything that comes to you will now flow in a new way as your story.”

Joy, happiness, trials, and frustration.

“A boy who will overcome everything in the end and become a great person.”

Those words, spoken as if they were prophecies, touch my heart so deeply.

Likewise, Owen’s hand, which was holding him, lost its strength.

“In a place you can’t see.”

He knew instinctively that it was time to let go.

“I will look forward to that day and wait for it.”

Kim Shin-woo also lets go of his hand. Then he turned his body around.

If he says anything more than this, he might end up becoming another burden to Owen.

[That person said that.]

The dark spirit smiles as he passes Owen to follow Kim Shin-woo, who is leaving.

[But come visit anytime. Owen is always welcome!]

“Dark Spirit.”

[It was fun, we! So come visit anytime! If you miss the past, you can play again!]

The dark spirit, giving a thumbs up, follows Kim Shin-woo.

“Oh, my body has grown, but I’m still a little kid.”

Finden Eye, who was watching the conversation between the two, clicked her tongue and roughly stroked Owen’s head.

“Kid, our story is just over. “You are just getting started.”

“Sister Findenai…”

“Don’t forget that. Well, if you go in a strange direction, I can come and give you some blows.”

The rough hand that was stroking her her head her her leaves.

[Owen.]

Lastly, Saint Stella smiled and took her place.

[I can’t help but feel sad because it was fun.]

She too.

[So don’t be too sad.]

After giving her advice, she brought her hands together with a warm smile, as if praying.

[If you think about it the other way around.]

Smiling.

[The fact that it is so disappointing means that it was that much fun.]

He left.

It was like a dream.

Owen got up slowly.

She didn’t enjoy the afterglow of it.

“Sniff.”

Swallowing back tears, she clenched her fists and stood up.

“Let’s go, Bellas.”

To fulfill my duty as a funeral director, to write the first sentence of Owen Baltany’s story.

I stepped forward.

* * *

[But didn’t you have something to say to Bellas?]

The dark spirit muttered this as he returned home. It wasn’t wrong, and I tried to say something to him.

“Okay, she seems to be helping Owen well.”

If she couldn’t come because she was busy assisting Owen, she decided to just forgive him and move on.

[Still, she hopes Owen doesn’t use black magic.]

[Ignoring black magic?!]

The dark spirit interrupted Stella’s words, but I answered while ignoring the dark spirit.

“It will be taken care of. It may be necessary to realize it through trial and error.”

Surely Owen will eventually find her true self, and she will let go of black magic. In the first place, Owen was not suited to black magic at all.

“Okay, let’s go home. “It’s so frustrating to be stuck in a hotel room.”

Findeneye grinning.

It seemed like he was getting bitten after only eating hotel food for a few days.

“Wait a minute, I decided to have dinner with Erica and the others.”

Now that I think about it, I was planning to invite Owen there.

‘It looks like something happened, so there’s nothing I can do.’

Probably moving around too busy.

And one day, the story of a boy named Owen Baltany will reach my ears.

[Is it okay to come visit a few times? I told you to come play.]

“That would be nice too.”

Of course, coming to rest occasionally was welcome.

“Ah, what kind of dinner is dinner? “I was just staying at the hotel and I feel like I have a stomachache.”

[… ] ] … Is it real?]

A dark spirit looks at Findenai’s ship, saying it’s fascinating. I didn’t notice it, but it was sticking out a little bit.

“Hmm?”

But in reality, other places weren’t much different from the original.

[Wait a minute.]

The moment when Stella, who is more expert in this field than anyone else, tried to approach Finden Eye.

“Wow.”

Finden Ai covered her mouth in disgust.

For a moment we made eye contact and realized that we were thinking the same thing.

“Huh, shit.”

[Hey, be careful what you say!]

As the dark spirits shout out in a hurry, Finden Ai nods her head in bewilderment.

“Yes, that’s right. Oh shit… Doesn’t this work too?”

[First, throw away everything from the beginning of the year.]

“Ha, sir! “If I had known sooner, I wouldn’t have smoked it this morning!”

After saying that, Findeneye immediately takes out the tobacco and crumples it up.

[I will pray for you, so be careful from now on.]

Stella slowly extends her hand and touches her Finden child’s stomach.

“Congratulations on becoming a father?”

Finden Eye looks at me with a bright smile, leaving Stella alone.

She was dazed.

Is it possible to get pregnant even though you are a cerebrum?

I had a doubt.

[… ] ] … Find your eyes? It’s because I overate.]

A word from Stella that breaks the pain of labor.

[I feel sick because I ate a lot of spicy food. I ended up making a fuss.]

[You can say bad things again.]

“Fuck, that sucks.”

Immediately Finden started cursing, but she felt regretful and rubbed her stomach.

She looked at me and shouted.

“Oh, I can’t do it because it’s too bad. From now on, I will quit smoking and I will no longer use swear words.”

“Hmm?”

“Because you’re going to get pregnant today. “I’m going to fuck right away.”

Then he grabbed my wrist and started dragging me to the hotel.

[Wow, wow! Cut in line!]

[… ] ] … I tell Erica that we should have dinner at the hotel.]

The Dark Spirit and Stella immediately began to follow.

“…”

I don’t know if I can really get pregnant.

“What should the child’s name be? “You make it well.”

A street at sunset.

To Finden Eye, who drags me towards the end and asks me.

“I’ll have to think about it in the future.”

I also responded with a smile.

– Completed –