Surviving as an Academy Black Magician

Jackson’s speed of work was admirable.

The mansion was quickly emptied.

Now, I was the only one left in this mansion.

Heading to the basement, I stretched out my hand and started scattering demonic energy.

The black magic that bloomed in the air began to fill the basement and soon disappeared.

“──.”

The name of the black magic I just used is Thorns of Despair.

It was an improved version of the original black magic in my own way, and it was a magic for traps that senses the presence of the surroundings and raises huge spikes.

Then, he scattered his demonic energy once again towards the corpses in front of the altar.

charrr

The corpses placed on the altar began to tangle randomly, and soon took the shape of a small human.

Unsatisfied with this, I injected magic from my fingernail and drew the back of the other hand.

wickedness!

Red blood flowed along the line.

Then he approached the pile of corpses in front of him and dripped two drops of blood.

A pile of corpses drinking blood with their mouths wide open.

gulp. gulp.

My body started to wriggle as if my heart was beating, and soon powerful demonic energy came out.

If it had been something resembling a human just before, it now took on a roughly human form.

It was made by imitating the black magic used by the maid Layla.

“Ragged Golem.”

When I raised the magi, a huge scythe appeared in the hands of the abominable golem.

Now, this abominable golem will slaughter any intruders without hesitation.

That was my first and last command.

Climbing from the basement, I spread demonic energy throughout the mansion.

The demonic energy that erupted from my body covered the entire mansion.

They moved as if they were alive.

It may not be visible to the eyes of ordinary people, but those who have reached a certain level or those who can use black magic will be able to notice it at once.

how dangerous that smoke is.

It would have been too late by then.

“Is this enough?”

The Magi I just spread had the property of coveting the entire space.

They suck the vitality of all life forms that enter their territory, and even pour various types of mental attacks on them.

Fantasies, hallucinations, nightmares, etc., boil up the negative desires nestled inside humans and drive them crazy.

It’s not a physical existence, it’s just a simple ‘phenomenon’, so it’s impossible to even get rid of it unless you’re a cleric who can use Haeju, a black magician of a considerable level, or an unmanned man who handles auras.

The entire mansion has now become a huge trap made of black magic.

An impregnable fortress.

… no.

It’s not for defense, so you’ll have to call it a name that fits it.

It was designed to painfully kill intruders.

“Swamp of sorrow.”

It was a hasty name, but it wasn’t bad.

It was rather good because I was well aware that my naming sense contained a slightly mediocre sensibility.

It was because I wanted everyone who entered this place to be gripped by despair and suffer endlessly.

they will pay the price

‘All that’s left is… … .’

It was just to find him.

The key to solving everything that will happen in the future.

It is only with his help that I can finally realize what I have planned.

‘If I can’t convince him… … .’

no.

This kind of thinking is not good.

I will somehow convince him.

certainly.

After preparing for the black magic, I left Count Caligo’s house and activated the strengthening magic.

I thought it was going to be a very long night.

* * *

next day.

It was after breakfast and before heading to the classroom.

Standing at the gymnasium, Frey was waiting for Seil Sieghardt.

It was because of his request to wait a moment as he had something else to say before the class started.

‘You said you had something else to say… ? What the hell are you trying to say?’

In an instant, many assumptions passed through her mind, but most of them were delusional.

Frey, blushing knowing that, shook her head wildly and rebuked herself for thinking this.

‘I must be crazy. it’s crazy!’

Come to think of it, he wasn’t even visible when I briefly woke up at dawn yesterday.

I opened the window to check outside, wondering if he was in the gymnasium, but I couldn’t see him in the gymnasium either.

Lately, it seemed that he had been going out at dawn more often, but she thought it was rude to ask about it directly.

Because everyone has their own circumstances. Also, he thought that living in the same space with himself as a woman would be enough for him to endure a lot of inconvenience.

Still, I couldn’t help but be curious.

‘Chi, you’re my friend! You can wonder! Because they’re friends!’

While I was delusional for a long time, Seil Sieghart walked from afar.

His face looked quite tired.

Seeing the dark circles under his eyes, Frey’s face immediately became depressed.

I wanted to help with anything, but it was difficult to talk about it unless he asked me directly.

“Come on, Zile! You look particularly tired today, don’t you?”

“is it so? I guess it’s because I’ve been tossing and turning a little lately. It’s nothing, don’t worry.”

“… … is that so.”

He took something out of his arms. Seeing this, Frey’s eyes widened.

“Take this.”

“What is this?”

A silver necklace in the form of a cross.

It was Rosario.

“… … Since it is a gift from me, I want you to accept it without asking anything for today.”

Frey was taken aback by the resolute tone and handed over the rosario.

“Ah, ah, I see.”

“Frey.”

“… yes?”

“You must never lose it today. Wherever you go and whatever you do, you must wear it. Do you know?”

Why? I wanted to ask him like a chimney, but Seil Sieghardt had never asked me for something so strongly, so I just accepted it.

It was possible because he believed in him, and it was because he thought that he would be helpful to him, and that he would never ask for anything that would harm him.

“All right.”

“You have to keep that in mind. You must have this rosary with you at all times. Can you promise me?”

“yes. I promise.”

Only then did Seil Sieghart smile.

“thank you. There are many things Frey is curious about right now, but over time, you will naturally know them all.”

Her distinctive purple eyes swayed softly like gentle waves.

Looking at it, the questions that were filling my head felt fleeting.

‘okay. As he said, you will come to know naturally.’

“Then I’ll be leaving.”

“yes? Where are you going?”

“Oh, I didn’t tell you this. I am not attending class today. I told the professor beforehand.”

Frey asked with a worried face.

“… … What are you doing?”

He shook his head with a bright face.

“Nothing happened. I have a bit of a cold. Get some rest and you will feel better.”

“… … Shall I make porridge for you after class?”

“no. it’s okay. I’ll be late for class. You should go.”

After a resolute refusal, Frey replied with a gloomy face.

“… … yes.”

I went to the lecture room without power.

As she disappeared from sight, Seil Sieghart called for Roman.

“yes. master.”

“How many space transfer scrolls are left?”

“Two.”

Seil Sieghart handed over the two scrolls that were in his arms.

“Take this, just in case.”

“yes.”

“Don’t get out of Frey’s vicinity. Always put her survival first. In the worst case, force her to move, even at the cost of your own body. Got it?”

“yes. I will keep that in mind.”

“We must never let her get caught. This is a command, not a request. It is also permitted to use force beyond the limit if necessary. I will take all responsibility.”

“… All right.”

“request.”

“Don’t worry.”

In an instant, Roman’s new model disappeared. Before he knew it, he was moving naturally as a shadow near Frey.

As Zeil Sieghart’s demonic energy grew stronger, his familiar, Roman, also became stronger.

Combat experience before life and combat experience after death. In addition to the immortal body that does not die.

Today’s Roman was an excellent shooter that could not be compared to the days of the Blue Moon.

Seil Sieghart, who had finished his preparations, moved toward Count Harman’s family.

This was the beginning of revenge.

‘Wipe your neck and wait. Rundel b*tches.’

* * *

Is it because of the conversation with Geil?

Frey couldn’t pay attention in class all day today.

Because the expression on his face caught my heart.

The face he showed in the last conversation was that of a person who had made up his mind.

He was smiling, but he felt that his smile was somehow bitter.

I was anxious.

I have an ominous feeling.

All day long these thoughts kept me from paying attention in class.

Even Johann Cruyff, who seems to have made laziness into a human being, even pointed out her attitude in class.

I tried hard to get rid of my thoughts, but if it was possible just by putting my mind to it, there would be no people in the world worrying about it.

After finishing the class like that, Frey swung his sword in the gymnasium to shake off his thoughts.

She learned from experience that moving her body is the best way to go at times like this.

My head was complicated, but it’s good that I don’t have any thoughts when I swing the sword.

Now that I have overcome the wall that has been blocked recently, swinging my sword has become even more enjoyable.

‘──Let’s concentrate.’

1000 times the same action.

Then 1000 moves.

after.

Swing your sword against imaginary enemies.

The blade of her sword extended through the air and created a golden wave.

A large circle-shaped sword mark was carved on the floor of the gymnasium centering on her.

“This is not enough.”

She swung her sword once more, this time leaving a sword mark about half the size of the gymnasium.

Whoo!

Due to the sword wind, the air around the area trembled.

She looked at the floor and sighed.

‘Half… … . It’s time to start over with controlling your mind.’

The moment the last movement was completed, the power was not released properly, perhaps because of the loss of concentration.

I was just annoyed because I couldn’t work harder than usual.

“ha… ‥. Shall we stop here for today? … .”

at that time.

She felt a presence behind her. As she turned her head, a student from Class A stood looking at her.

His name is Letri.

He was one of the followers of Sardin Rundel along with Liddell.

Upon receiving the note from him, Frey’s face twisted horribly.

Frey headed to the warehouse written on the note, followed by Roman.