I Became The Academy Necromancer

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Seeing the woman who was gradually materializing, showing how deep her grudge was, I let out a deep sigh.

 

* * *

 

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She didn’t know how many days it had been.

 

“Sob, Mom.
Sob.”

 

Meilin had been walking along the long, dark corridor for several days, but she couldn’t reach the end at all.

 

She was in the dark;

 

She had no idea why this situation had occurred.

 

Her legs were in excruciating pain, and the soles of her feet felt like they were being pricked by needles, causing intense pain.

 

Yet, the reason she couldn’t stop walking was…

 

[Where are you going?]

 

It was because of the man with a face split in half who kept chasing her from behind.

 

It was not like she had never experienced anything like this before.

 

Meilin had already encountered a skeletal warrior on the first floor of the central staircase before.

 

But she couldn’t understand why she was trapped in this corridor when she had gone to sleep in the dormitory, and why she was being continuously chased by such a monster.

 

“Sob! Huhuh!”

 

Tears kept flowing, making her eyes sting.
Yet, the tears wouldn’t stop.

 

[Come here.]

 

“Go away! Leave me alone! Please! Please, just let me be!”

 

She couldn’t run.
If she ran, the monster would also run toward her like a madman.

 

It would be better to conserve her energy by walking instead.

 

“Huuaaah!”

 

The never-ending corridor stretched out, mocking the girl to give up.

 

If Meilin wasn’t as stubborn as she was, she would have given up a long time ago.

 

[Come here.]

 

“Please! Helppp!”

 

No matter how loudly she screamed, there was no response, and no helping hand came to her rescue.

 

With a body that felt like it could collapse at any moment, the girl had no choice but to keep walking through the seemingly endless corridor.

 

* * *

 

There was a strange rumor circulating on the third floor of the women’s dormitory.

 

It was a bizarre rumor that a certain woman would roam the dormitory at dawn.

 

Creak, creak.

 

Creak, creak.

 

Creak, creak.

 

The spring sound of the high-quality mattresses provided by the academy for the students’ comfortable sleep resonated strangely and violently, shaking up and down.

 

The female student lying on top of the mattress pretended to be asleep and deliberately maintained a regular breathing pattern.

 

Every night.

 

Someone would come to the women’s dormitory and jump on the bed.

 

Although it was a different bed every night, today happened to be her own bed.
The female student tightly closed her eyes while cursing inwardly.

 

Even if she reported it to the academy, all she would receive were responses asking her to wait a little longer.

 

If the Robern Academy hadn’t been known for its high admission difficulty as the kingdom’s top educational facility, the students would have already fled in large numbers.

 

Of course, there were already students who had run away.

 

While inwardly berating herself for not running away, the female student could only endure, considering the burden of her crumbling family’s fortune weighing on her shoulders.

 

Creak, creak.

 

Creak, creak.

 

What on earth was jumping on her bed?

 

How could it jump so passionately without her body feeling any sensation?

 

Various questions arose, but fear outweighed curiosity, so the female student still kept her eyes closed.

 

Then.

 

[Hey?]

 

If you had to describe it, it was a voice like unfinished pottery.
The pronunciation seemed muffled, the voice heavy and resonating.

 

Her breath almost stopped for a moment, but the female student continued to keep her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

 

Creak, creak.

 

Creak, creak.

 

The mattress shook up and down several times.

 

[You’re sleeping, huh.]

 

At some point, the swaying mattress stopped.

 

The bed became quiet, as if there was nothing there, without even the slightest movement.

 

Is it gone now?

 

After contemplating for a while in her mind, wondering if an hour had passed, the female student cautiously opened her eyes.

 

There, attached to the ceiling, was a woman with holes in her neck, her hair sticking to the ceiling, and not a single strand left on her head.

 

[You’re not sleeping.]

 

A sinister smile spread across the woman’s mouth, tearing it unnaturally.

 

* * *

 

[Wah! Wah! Wah!]

 

Due to the loud crying sound, Gideon Zeronia had been unable to sleep properly for several days.

 

If the dean hadn’t strictly imposed a curfew before leaving, he would have immediately informed the guards or, in extreme cases, reported it to the royal palace.

 

But would anything change if he reported it?

 

Already, two professors had gone missing.

 

They were the professors who had gone outside in response to the baby’s crying in the early morning.

 

Would anything really improve if they left the situation as it was?

 

Gideon couldn’t help but wonder:

 

‘If they bring Deus, will things get better?’

 

He was also very skeptical about the dean and Karen going to North Whedon to reinstate Deus.

 

Can a guest professor, whose ability to fulfill his role is uncertain, solve a problem that numerous regular professors here couldn’t solve?

 

‘That’s unlikely.’

 

Furthermore, the necromancer he had brought was quite skilled.

 

He hadn’t explained them properly, but he was a necromancer known as the infamous “Dark Sage” in the kingdom, who was being sought after with great intensity.

 

‘This academy is now doomed.’

 

It was a place where spirits capable of easily killing the Dark Sage had gathered.

 

Gideon already knew this because it was land once owned by the Zeronia family.

 

If all the records he had seen in his family and passed on to Erica were true…

 

“The curse of the spirits will never cease.”

 

With conviction, Gideon sighed, took a sleeping pill, put on earplugs, and lay on the bed.

 

Still, due to the penetrating sound of the baby’s crying, he couldn’t sleep for a long time.