I Became The Academy Necromancer - Chapter 143
I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 143
Owen started playing while blowing breath into the melodica again.
Before I could properly relate to the performance, the dark priest who appeared was looking down at the three with his arms crossed.
“Did it come out?”
“It’s a way to call a ghost you might see in a place like an academy ghost story.”
At Arya and Eleanor’s doubts, the Dark Wizard openly reveals his displeasure.
The two may not be able to see each other, but Owen knows how bad the Dark Spirit feels right now, so he wants him to be careful.
[So what are you being held for?]
Owen hurriedly responds to the Dark Spirit’s question when he wears it in Melodica.
Owen started to explain why he came here. He naturally hears Aria and Eleanor, who were next to him, and their expressions subtly change.
The story is over.
Arya immediately looks at Eleanor with a look of disgust.
“Hey, you can’t.”
Eleanor immediately refutes it. But Owen, the Dark Spirit, and Arya were looking at her suspiciously.
Wise Eleanor, she now knew what was her fastest way to clear herself of the blame.
“I only draw Deius! If you were going to draw for an adult magazine like that, you wouldn’t have drawn multiple men!”
“Ah, I guess it was.”
Aria agrees, nodding her head.
She actually knows everything.
She was Eleanor, with the urge to punch Arya in the face as she smirked.
“First of all, Eleanor is innocent. But I guess I’ll have to catch him.”
Arya takes it seriously, crossing her arms. Eleanor also changes her mood as if in reverse and nods her head earnestly.
“Right, if it’s not just distributing pornography, but self-production, there might be victims.”
“As expected, if you pretend, you will notice. She is wise because she is a princess.”
Since it is produced on its own, it could of course be producing pornography with people around it.
Then it is natural that there may be victims.
Whether it’s a boy or a girl, you’ll be quite shocked if you find out that your face has been stolen in pornography.
[Hey, by the way, shouldn’t these guys be caught equally?]
A word from the Dark Mage that accurately penetrates the two shameless people. Even though Owen thinks that because the two people did the same thing, he first thought of such an abuse.
‘I’ll have to tell the memorial service commander later.’
It was Owen who was determined to convey this story to him as a soul, whether alive or dead.
“If you are a drawing student, should you go to a club like the art department?”
I feel like I’m suddenly a security guard conducting an investigation. Both girls, as well as Owen, are elated by a similar feeling.
“Oh, I found out something. I heard that there is a book on a shelf in the library where you can put notes you request.”
“You say you receive requests for pornography by note?”
“Why is it unnecessarily romantic?”
Although grunting, Arya and Eleanor move right away. It was late in the evening, so the library door might have been closed, but that wasn’t enough to stop the two of them.
[…] … Owen also follows them.]
“Oh, yes! All right!”
According to the words of the dark mage, Owen immediately chases after him. Likewise, the dark mage was also making a subtle expression while walking with him.
That’s how we arrived at the library.
The door was locked, but Aria opened it in 0.7 Seconds with a lock pick she took out of her arms.
“…… Why do you have it?”
“It’s basic when you’re on an adventure.”
If it was a game, he had already mastered the lock pick skill.
She was Arya, who decided to go back to being a normal schoolgirl, but she didn’t completely forget what she had learned in those days.
The inside of the library was, of course, dark, and only silence lingered.
Even Owen, who has seen many monsters, was a little scared of the library late at night.
“There must be a treasure chest.”
“Is it good to use when studying alone? Shall I get the key from the manager later?”
Aria and Eleanor show a bored reaction. Especially in the case of Aria, seeing her open eyes as if exploring a dungeon, Owen, who was afraid of the library, became afraid of the two women.
[What are you afraid of?]
The dark mage walks past Owen and goes inside. Well, that’s it again.
The only thing that will come out of a place like this is a ghost, but isn’t it right next to you?
With unexpected courage, Owen calmly went inside, catching his breath.
“If you put a letter in book 666, they draw a related book and put it next to it.”
“Sense of choosing numbers.”
Eleanor clicks her tongue at the blatant numbers. Arya quickly runs between her desks and returns to retrieve the book.
When I brought it right away and opened the book, the letters poured out.
Looking at the large amount, it seemed to be really popular among the students.
“Wow, what is this?”
“You’re going to pick one here and draw it, right?”
Arya and Eleanor each pick up a letter and open it.
Spying on other people’s s*xual fantasies was more interesting than I thought.
[Umm, can you feel Owen too?]
Owen is curious about her letters, but she responds in surprise at the call of the Dark Spirit.
[It’s still a long way.]
Owen tilts his head, wondering what he meant. At that time, the two girls hand each other the letters they were reading.
“Hey, it’s yours.”
“Come on, presents.”
The two of them were going to play a prank on each other, but ended up exchanging counter punches.
We read each other’s notes in amazement, and each other’s names were written on it.
– Please draw Aria in a submissive pose with puppy ears and a tail.
-Being trained, put her on a leash and ask Eleanor to fit her ass!
“What kind of madman…… !”
“How dare you be disrespectful!”
Two people who are quite rightly angry.
[Is this also self-employed?]
I don’t know what kind of picture he drew with Deus, but I wonder if the two of them did something similar.
Anyway, looking at the contents of the request, Owen thought that this was a bit over the line.
Even if it is impossible to specify the client because it is anonymous, it is difficult even for a student to easily pass over if he tried to draw a picture like this with a princess of a country.
The dark mage talks to Owen again.
[Do you still not feel something?]
“Hey, shall we play?”
[Hmm, no, that’s fine. It appeared.]
The dark mage pointed to the distant darkness with his chin. There was a handsome man wearing glasses and trudging along holding a paper and a pen.
At first glance, it was a ghost.
[That man seems to be the author of a forbidden book.]
The Dark Spirit with his arms folded shrugs his shoulders, saying that it is trivial. It was at least a brief entertainment that he enjoyed while Deius was gone.
[Ha, I think it’s because I have a grudge. It’s hard with you, so I’ll hold it for now. I’ll put him to sleep when he comes later.]
“Oh yes! All right!”
A dark mage approaching a man. He sees the Dark Spirit, opens his mouth, drools, and begins to draw something eagerly.
[Like, what a beautiful woman! Be my model…… !]
The Dark Spirit’s mana entangles and binds his body like a coil. If it was originally, he wouldn’t have acted so radically.
[Ask for no mercy where he is not. Because I feel bad.]
The black magician, who bluntly overpowered the author of the forbidden book, sneaks a look at Owen and then leaves.
The figure of a man struggling and rolling on the floor made me feel pitiful for no reason.
“There is a kid who made a request as a professor! This year, I will definitely look for it.”
“Wow, is this an idea that could really come out of the heads of academy students sponsored by the royal family? Should I tell my brother to stop supporting me?”
Two people sticking out their tongues admiring the students’ s*xual creativity. Owen still thought the two were not that different, but she didn’t bother to say it.
“Hey, the case is settled.”
The two are startled by Owen’s words. When asked what she meant, Owen looks embarrassed and scratches the back of her head.
“It was what a ghost was drawing. There is nothing to worry about now because the Dark Spirit captured and subdued it.”
The two felt sorry for the incident, saying it ended more trivially than expected.
It was quite disappointing that he couldn’t lower the mace with his own hand because the maker was a ghost.
Maybe all the forbidden books he drew will disappear after he caught the ghost?
‘But how deep the resentment must be, even ordinary people can read forbidden books… ….’
Sensing the obsession of a man who was sincere in producing forbidden books that even ordinary students could see, Owen stuck out her tongue.
After a few days like that.
You may have thought the case ended without any major problems.
After Deius Verdi’s return, Arya Rias and Eleanor Luden Griffin were given some kind of notice.
– Bring all the pictures you’ve drawn so far, and come to my lab.
She was Owen who neatly rounded up the last criminals.