I Became The Academy Necromancer

uttering angrily.

 

“Is she a drug addict?”

 

“…you noticed?”

 

When I said it with a slight glance, Finden Ai placed her hands on her hips and replied as if she found my question pitiful.

 

“You know that there are about three times as many drug addicts in the Clark Republic than in the Griffin Kingdom, right? There are more drugged people than the sane ones there.”

 

“Well, most drugs are made in the Clark Republic.”

 

“That's right! For example…” Finden Ai took a deep breath, then spoke, “Like the Flower Garden.”

 

“…”

 

Bitterly, Finden Ai clicked her tongue and instinctively rummaged through her pocket, about to take out a cigarette, but then she glanced at me and just crossed her arms.

 

“By the way, wanna hear something you don't know?”

 

“…”

 

When I beckoned her to try it, Finden Ai giggled and answered while looking at the door Illuania entered.

 

“She's currently…”

 

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After a while, big guys came out of the door Illuania had entered.

 

They immediately split to the sides, clearing the way, and bowed deeply.

 

At the end stood a rugged man with a long scar on his bald head.

 

“Hey, young master! Long time no see! I was really surprised when you suddenly became an academy professor.”

 

“Colton?”

 

“Yes, that’s right.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, so do I look a little different? Perhaps a little more handsome?”

 

I had taken a guess, and I was right.

 

Then my attention shifted to Illuania, who stood leaning against the doorframe, laughing softly as she held a syringe in her hand.

 

Colton approached me with a smile.

 

The stench that stabbed my nose was incomparable to the smell of cigarettes that usually came from Finden Ai.

 

“We received some good stuff this time, young master.
I even saved some for you.
Shall we go right away?”

 

“No, it's over today.”

 

“Yes?”

 

I declared to Colton, feeling a deep sense of disgust.

 

“Dispose of all drugs you have.
They are of no use to North Whedon.”

 

“…What kind of insane nonsense are you spouting?”

 

Colton's expression showed genuine incomprehension. 

 

The towering figures who had been bowing slowly straightened up, glaring at me.

 

“Young master, no, Deus.
Have you gone mad? Are you too high to figure out the situation? Don't you remember how you crawled to lick my shoes when I couldn't give them to you for a few days?”

 

“Hahaha.”

 

Finden Ai covered her mouth and giggled, asking if what he said was real. 

 

Pretending not to notice it, I let out a sigh and tapped the ground with my cane.

 

“Clean up, Finden Ai.”

 

“Roger!”

 

Finden Ai’s fist plunged into Colton.
It was a blow that resembled winter's skin-penetrating chill.

 

Colton's blood and teeth scattered in the air, painting the snow-covered ground red.
The next moment, he fell to the ground, passing out.

 

“Brother!”

 

“You bastard!”

 

“Get him! Grab him and drag him inside!”

 

The bulky men rushed towards me. 

 

I walked forward as if they didn't exist, and Finden Ai moved gracefully, the hem of her skirt fluttering.

 

Ultimately, my steps continued forward without hesitation, never encountering any obstacles.

 

Soon, the gangsters were sprawled on the ground as if a storm had passed by, but Finden Ai, the perpetrator, yawned sleepily amidst the chaos.

 

Illuania, seemingly unaware of the situation around her, was about to inject herself with a syringe into her forearm.

 

Crack!

 

But my mana violently shattered the syringe.

 

“Huh? Huh? Huh!”

 

Illuania stared dumbfoundedly at the broken syringe and glared at me with anger.

 

Not minding her gaze, I spoke bluntly.

 

“Be careful with your actions…
Your actions don’t affect you alone.”

 

“… … What?”

 

But that’s all I had to say.

 

Soon after, Deia brought the members of the Gocheolsang crew as I had instructed.

 

“Oh, Captain!”

 

“It's been a while! You are still so pretty!”

 

“The clothes suit you really well, Captain.”

 

“Right? Now, don't get too excited, you lot.”

 

Finden Ai twirled her body as if dancing among the scattered bodies and bloodied floor.

 

Meanwhile, Deia approached me with a furrowed brow.

 

“What's going on?”

 

“There must be drugs inside.
Since the members of the Gocheolsang crew are from the Clark Republic, they should be skilled in the disposal.
Instruct them to dispose of everything.”

 

“…You didn’t take drugs, did you? Honestly, I doubt it.”

 

I didn't bother answering.

 

It wasn't the case now, but it was obvious that I had done so in the past.

 

I clicked my tongue as I looked at Illuania, who was hugging her stomach as if protecting something precious.

 

“I'll also hire a maid, so prepare a contract.”

 

“What? Why would I…?”

 

“Ah, my child.
my child.”

 

Deia, who was about to grumble, seemed to have caught something in Illuania's mumbling.
Her eyes widened.

 

“Could it be…
it's not you, right?”

 

I sighed, “I was in Robern Academy for three months.
But the child seems to be only a month old now.”

 

“Really? Phew, thank goodness.
That would have been crossing the line.”

 

As Deia cautioned me not to cause trouble elsewhere, I turned my gaze away from her and looked at Illuania.

 

She was a woman who had come in a broken state – useless no matter where she was.
As she was nothing more than a desperate drug addict, but…

 

‘It worked out well.’

 

I had the certainty within me that she would be the key to solving my biggest problem.

 

— End of The Chapter —