I Became The Academy Necromancer - Chapter 118
I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 118
118. Finden Eye
A clot of goo he spits out.
Lexie’s mouth, which seemed to have been put on makeup in her own way, was covered in blood, and her skin turned pale and was gradually dying.
“God, water year… ….”
With those words, traitor Lexi closed her eyes. Even though he was wearing the fraudulent protective gear of the relief workers, he couldn’t hurt the Finden child in the slightest.
“Ha, he’s as hard as a dog.”
But it was the same for Finden Eye. He took several blows with his axe, but could not pierce the protection of the relief workers.
In the end, I had no choice but to kill him by carrying mana and inflicting internal wounds with the impact of the axe.
It was a fight that felt like hitting rather than swinging an axe.
A protective gear that comes off on its own when the wearer dies.
The protective gear called ‘Bangho’ used by the relief team members was like a cursed armor even among the resistance, but in fact, it could not be removed unless the user died.
It was also the reason why he had no choice but to avoid the Clark Republic’s rescue team members with an object that showed off its overwhelming defensive power.
It takes a year to kill him no matter how hard he hits him.
“Wearing something like this makes it awkward to move.”
Lexie’s movements were much more awkward than before, as it had been a while since she had put on the protection, and thanks to that, she was able to quickly clean up, but the real relief members are different.
“Just keep pushing anyway!”
“Give up, bugs!”
The inside of the bar had already become a battlefield as the relief team members had already arrived.
One side of the bar’s wall was completely blown away by the blast, the wind was blowing, and the relief workers pouring in through it, leaving the entrance alone.
It’s been resisting, led by Doberman, so it’s been holding on until now, but the damage is accumulating.
In the end, annihilation after time passes.
You had to make a decision to survive.
“Doberman, you asshole! I’m going to clear the way, so help!”
The Doberman nodded nonchalantly as he glanced at Finden Ai, who ran away with Lexie’s protective shield in her hand.
I don’t know if his expression doesn’t change even in a crisis like this because he’s calm or if he just has that expression, but it definitely gives a sense of stability to those around him.
Holding her axe, Finden Ai took a deep breath and lunged in front of her.
A battlefield where bullets fly from all sides. She uses the shield she was holding in her hand as a shield to counter her bullets.
“It’s a scrap metal dealer!”
“White hair, red eyes! 1St degree wanted criminal, Finden Ai!”
Finden Eye glared at the relief team members who recognized him and pushed forward.
Wields an ax to clear a path.
The more he wields it, the more the ax blade gets damaged, the shock pierces his hand, and the rescue team members can only deal damage that stops at the level of falling.
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Nevertheless, Findenai moved forward without looking at the enemy he had defeated, whether or not he would rise again.
The Doberman, who immediately follows her and adds strength, and the other Resistance, who notices the intentions of the two and follows her from behind.
After all, if you stay here, you have no choice but to die, so let’s break through together.
It was a strategy that no matter how you look at it, the damage was inevitably severe.
“When did we fight with guaranteed lives!”
Because they were originally people who lived day by day closely with death, the Resistance attacked wildly.
The options are always the same.
If you stay still, you will only die. No, they’ll probably all die.
If that’s the case, I’ll just move in the direction of dying as little as possible.
Even these idiots.
To be honest, even the idiots who really want these things to win freedom for the Clark Republic.
Shouldn’t we save it for now?
Shouldn’t even a small seed be sown on this land?
That is the belief of Finden Child, who has lived through excessive tragedy since childhood.
To the children who can’t fight yet, to the cowards who just watch and tremble in fear, to the former comrades who gave up and laid down their weapons.
Still, I wanted to show these things alive.
In this place, there are idiots crying out for freedom.
Findane Eye’s red eyes are brilliant and gleam. Due to her characteristic of becoming stronger as the battle continues, her body heats up and her hand becomes so strong that her ax breaks.
The blow, which had stopped at the level of simply laying down, reached the level of completely blowing away the relief team members.
“Pi, only believes in the back of Finden Eye and follows!”
“You can buy it! We will live and fight for freedom again!”
At the praise that sounded like a propaganda phrase behind her, Finden Ai let go of her threat and rushed forward.
“No one will save you! Survive on your own, you assholes!”
Saying that, Finden Ai continued to swing her axe. Even though the blade has become completely damaged and blunt, she handles it like a club and mixes with her exorcists.
She didn’t notice right away that her own steps were walking toward her return.
* * *
After letting out her rough breath, Finden Ai looked around her. Two days have passed since she saw the sun go down twice.
Her legs are heavy, her rough breath shows no sign of settling, and her eyes sting with goo of blood.
She’s been horribly cold, so I have a feeling she’s gotten as far as the North Whedon Mountains, but now her legs don’t move.
I sneak a peek behind me. I don’t know if she’s dulled her senses or if she’s not looking, but she lets out a little sigh of her relief.
With a hot body, the child of Finden eventually falls to his knees and falls to the floor.
Wait a minute.
She intended to rest for a very short time.
She exhales deeply and gradually closes her eyes with her fatigue but clenches her fists.
She doesn’t know what will happen if she falls asleep here. When she opened her eyes again she could have been left behind, she could have been in the Clark Republic dungeons or labor camps.
She needed something to alleviate her pain. She put her trembling left hand into her pocket and searched for it. She found a cigarette in her hand.
It was the tobacco she was biting when she killed Lexi. The tobacco of the Republic of Clark is very strong and addictive, so if you smoke it after a long time, it will alleviate the current excruciating pain.
Finden Ai looked up at the cigarette she had taken out and thought she was in danger of dying right away, but she wondered if her promise with the owner was important.
Without hesitation, her fingers crumpled the tobacco in half and threw it on the floor.
“A dog-like owner. I searched for it, but try not to call it out with necromancer.”
Bitter feelings linger in your mouth. Even though she hadn’t smoked cigarettes, she strangely felt the pain all over her body abate.
It was a feeling she had never felt before, but her vitality increased to such an extent that I wondered if it was the right answer for her to throw away the beginning of the year.
Thanks to her, she was able to twist her body and stand up again. She couldn’t stand still.
Soon there will be a base with Darius’ soldiers. A little further up the Northwedon Mountains, you can rest in peace.
And the damn owner will do something about it.
“Because I always do it somehow.”
This time, it won’t be too difficult since it’s just healing the injured body.
She hasn’t even left for the academy since it hasn’t even been a week yet.
Findenai’s foot takes a step forward. She was still heavy, but she was able to hold on enough because she took a break for a while.
She forcibly began to climb her mountain step by step. The moment she tried to save her cane, she gave strength to her drooping hand.
It was a terrifying gunshot.
The coolness of the burrowing bullet spreads quickly as if freezing the blood in the whole body. On her floor, blood spattered forward like tomato juice had been spilled.
Finden Ai realized a little too late that her wet and moist body had just been stained, and that she was the owner of that blood.
This time, she is on her knees not of her own will but of her own will.
The bullets that didn’t end there pierced Finden’s child’s back again, giving her intense pain.
Eventually, Finden Ai collapsed on her face on the floor.
Blood poured out of her mouth, which had been so dry.
I wanted to spit out something, but I didn’t have the strength to do so.
My eyesight gradually loosens and I hear a muffled human voice.
“Findanei, a first-class wanted criminal, a scrap metal dealer. Arrested.”
“Kiya, haven’t you caught all the resistance tycoons now?”
“I guess so. I’m glad we ate the last one.”
Relief team members wearing protective gear looking up in blurry vision.
‘I thought I was kind of bullied.’
Besides, you caught all the big players.
In the end, doesn’t that mean that the Doberman and all the others were also captured?
While resenting them for saving them for nothing, Finden Ai was at least a little worried about their safety.
“But it’s smooth, isn’t it? It deserves to be famous.”
“Write it, hey. Shall we take them in, treat them, and leave them alive for a few days?”
“Wouldn’t that be dangerous?”
“What can I do if I cut off all my limbs and pull out my teeth? If you apply an aphrodisiac, it will be fine.”
Come to think of it, I remember that I had told the owner that I was going to buy estrous pills, but I forgot.
You may not believe it, but the city where Findenai lived as a child was a place where s*xually virulent items such as estrous pills and condoms with holes were sold as the main products.
The most crazy place was the Republic.
Who do you dare to cheat on?
Finden Ai glared at them and opened her mouth wide. Rather than be humiliated, she thought she would just kill herself by biting her tongue.
I’ll give you her corpse.
‘The soul will find it on its own.’
Half of the soul is taken by the owner, so if you fall asleep for a while, he will wake you up for you.
Believing so, the moment when Finden Ai tried to bite her tongue with the last of her strength.
A white snowflake tickling your nose.
“What, is it snowing?”
“Is it July now? It never snows even in the mountains of Northweden.”
The moment the volunteers looked up at the sky saying something was strange.
[I think it is unavoidable for you to live with the blood of others while living a fleeting life.]
A voice resounding like thunder. An overwhelming sense of intimidation that turns humans into mere insignificant creatures just by their mere existence.
[That is the order of the world. Although I also accept him.]
Findanei realizes that it was a voice she had heard once, but couldn’t recall it.
Is it because of lack of oxygen?
Or is it simply because he has a bad head?
I don’t know what it is.
Anyway, I could tell that the owner had done something.
As I let go of the teeth I was about to bite right away, the corners of my mouth went up naturally.
[How viciously they have lived, beyond the reverberation of blood, their resentment overflows from their bodies.]
“What! Aren’t you a beast?”
“Bu, Bum? You’re a criminal! Just shoot!”
I foolishly closed my eyes slowly, listening to the screams of the relief team members who were putting out self-infestation.
[Do not enter my mountain with dirty feet.]
* * *
Cozy floors and soft blankets.
In the meantime, Finden-Ei woke up and slowly opened her eyes. He had no strength in his numb body, but it was clear that he was cured.
The feeling of the bandage compressing the whole body.
A fluffy down pillow placed by the bedside.
A view of downtown North Whedon from the window next to the bed.
A warm herbal tea scent.
The sound of turning bookshelves echoing in the middle of a quiet room.
The owner is calmly enjoying reading with his legs crossed.
“Are you awake?”
Deus asked with his eyes still on the book. Seeing that familiar look, Finden Ai asked with a laugh.
“How long has it been?”
The sense of time was ambiguous, but seeing that he was greeted with a strangely refreshing wake despite all the hardships, it seemed like he had been asleep for quite some time.
“It’s a full moon.”
Deus’ answer wasn’t within the range that Findenai had assumed.
She said that she would return to the academy in a week.
She didn’t want to hear the answer for some reason, and she didn’t want to embarrass the owner.
Different from usual.
“I’m hungry, so I’ll ask you to prepare a meal.”
Deius covered the book.
Looking at him, Finden Ai thought about it for a while before replying as if grumbling.
“Oh, I’m hungry for the beginning of the year.”
It was a word that came out without my knowledge because I had a stronger desire for tobacco than rice right away.
Dayus sighed and took an antique box from his chest.
There were about 10 cigarettes inside, and I pulled out one and handed it to Finden-Ai.
“At least, it is a product with less strong smell and less addictive. They say it was made by a fairly famous artisan.”
Findenai, who slowly raised his upper body and leaned on the edge of the bed, accepted it blankly.
Then, after looking at Deus for a while, he puts a cigarette in his mouth with a smile.
“Light a fire.”
Because there are no lighters or matches.
A very natural request.
Deus held back a sigh to come out, lit a weak fire in his fingers, and the moment he brought it to the tip of the tobacco that Finden Ai was biting on, he put his body forward.
Tobacco falls onto the blanket.
The forehead of Finden Ai, who slipped into his outstretched hand, touched Deius’ chest precisely.
“Ah, my strength is gone.”
A deliberate lie no matter who hears it.
“Then get out of the way.”
Also, while he says so, he doesn’t hesitate to shake it off.
It was only for a short while.
Deius supports the body of the tired Finden Eye.
Until a while ago, I was a Finden child who wanted to smoke cigarettes and felt that his mouth was rough.
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Now I feel that my heart is at peace.
Is it because of Deus’ unique yet subtle flesh smell?
Finden Ai buried her face a little deeper and calmly closed her eyes.
His scent penetrates through his flowing hair.
Unexpectedly, at some point.
She realized that she liked the smell.