The Exiled Necromancer Wants To Create a Bone Dragon

7 – Cetin Divine Academy.

Hearing the muttering of a student, Ed smiled slightly. It is true that he fell to 7th grade because of the change in the license exam, but even 7th-level necromancers were able to do this much.

Continuously pushing curses into the ‘designated range’ or deliberately loosening the skeleton’s bonds and ‘deliberately destroying’ the control to disperse the impact requires some practice, but any necromancer who graduated from Terut Academy can do it. In the lesson plan Glodia showed me, I recruited necromancers to give them the experience of fighting a summoned beast called ‘skeleton’, but I thought it would be good to receive experience fighting ‘necromancers’ if possible.

“Miss Glodia, shall we go back to the lab?”

“Yes? Yes… Mr. Ed used a curse. Is it okay?”

“Ah. That’s right.”

– perfect

Ed snapped his fingers and all the curses on Cymus’ body were removed. Ed only put in a series of low-level curses, but it wasn’t that difficult to lift. Even the students of Setin Divine Academy could easily unlock it, but Ed thought it would be embarrassing because it was a battle he had never seen before.

“Go and finish what everyone was doing! Don’t forget to review the preparations!”

Glodia spoke loudly to disperse the students gathered in the arena, but the students still couldn’t escape the shock. The moment he thought he had won by destroying the skeleton, Cymus was completely incapacitated and struck his neck with a practice wooden sword. Thinking that Cymus would have died had it been a real battle, even the students who had hunted monsters through purification practices were shocked.

“I’m the one who will be invited as an assistant instructor for the purification practice, so shouldn’t my skills be sufficient? If Mr. Glodia did the test with only ‘skeleton’ as he originally intended, then Cymus would have passed.”

As Ed talked to the shocked students, half of the students were relieved that there would be no major problems in getting grades. It seemed that half of the students thought that they should become stronger while doing it. Of course, that thought was sure to disappear in less than half a day, but it was enough to disperse the students gathered in the arena.

“Symus, if you’re still feeling unwell, go to the infirmary.”

“Yes. Professor.”

Now that Cymus has come to his senses, Glodia and Ed head back to the lab.

*

As soon as I entered the lab, Glodia sat down on the sofa.

“Sit down Mr. Ed.”

“I see.”

At Glodia’s words, Ed sat across from him. Glodia looked at Ed, whose expression didn’t seem to change, and sighed slightly.

“Whoa… you were able to beat Cymus with a skeleton in the first place, right?”

Ed nodded, admiring Glodia’s attentiveness inwardly.

“Yes. It needs some strengthening, but it’s possible enough. But you can say that you handled the skeleton at the level of a sophomore at Terut Academy.”

The skeleton that Ed had just used was endowed with Ed’s knowledge of swordsmanship, but had not been strengthened. Rather, it gave less strength to the core and disintegrated upon receiving a large impact, dispersing the impact received on the body, so compared to a normal skeleton, it had less mana. If he had taken a skeleton with long limbs, he could have pushed Cymus a little more one-sidedly and accelerated the use of mana, but that skeleton was also small.

“That was enough, but showing the ‘Necromancer’ method could be a problem. My lesson plan was rejected a few times. At first, I also tried to give Setin’s students the experience of fighting the Necromancer, but they say it’s not for the senior year, it’s for the second year. But since Mr. Ed used the method of the ‘Necromancer’…”

Glodia thought that the power Ed showed today could reach the ears of the families of Cetin’s students within a few hours. In order to use communication magic tools, he had to use expensive magic stones, but he had enough money as his descendants traveled to Setin a lot.

Moreover, Symus Buzovna was the child of a count family in a kingdom. If news spreads that the count’s son was attacked by a necromancer… . Just thinking about it gave Glodia a headache.

“Isn’t it okay? As I said earlier, Student Cymus was a student who could be given a passing grade, and we can say that he fought the necromancer through in-depth study.”

Upon hearing that, Glodia nodded and seemed to organize her thoughts.

‘The level of Setin Divine Academy may be lower than I thought.’

Ed had lowered his expectations for Cetin Divine Academy. Most necromancers who graduate from Terut Academy are at level 4 or 5. Ed thought that Symus, who he had heard was quite talented even though he was a second year student, should not be tied down to a level 7 skeleton.

“Ed, what is the power of a level 7 necromancer?”

“You can control three skeletons at the same time and cast one curse with a simple hand motion.”

Except for Ed, there would be few people with a short maximum control distance like himself. But really, there were necromancers of that level in the North. The difference between a 7th and 8th grade necromancer license is whether a subspace is included or not, and even an old woman passing by could handle it at the same level as the 8th and 7th grades.

“If it’s three skeletons, the number I put in for the performance evaluation is correct.”

“Yes. You did a good job researching.”

“Then, Mr. Ed can control three skeletons at the same time?”

“Now, if you want to know more about my abilities. Yes, that’s right.”

Glodia thought that the necromancer would vaguely lead a large army of undead and gain the upper hand with sheep, but if the large army of undead was at the level of the skeleton Ed used, the story would be different.

Glodia’s head became complicated as she thought that maybe she should teach the students how to fight real ‘Necromancers’ rather than skeletons.

“Ed, first of all, return the skeleton and go back. If we get approval from the department head and principal tomorrow, we’ll buy new clothes to wear. To be honest, I don’t think that Ed will be unable to work as an assistant instructor at Setin, but I’m a little You have extreme parents.”

“I understand. Personally, I hate both students who lean on such parents and parents who are polarizing.”

Even when I was in the academy, I was constantly checked, but after coming out, I was seriously f*cked, so Ed said sincerely.

“It might be a bit like Ed and that.”

Glodia, who suffered quite a bit as a commoner professor at an academy attended by aristocrats, was grateful for Ed’s understanding. And I could guess one thing.

‘Couldn’t it be that the reason why Mr. Ed came down from the North to be broke is related to the nobility?’

If so, Glodia thought that there was a high possibility that Ed was more of an ally than an enemy of the Holy Union.

“Mr. Ed, I will buy you lunch outside today.”

“Please recommend a delicious place that Glodia knows.”

“hehehe. I understand. Please leave it to me.”

***

“He’s a necromancer in Cetin. How many years has it really been…?”

A woman with golden, almost white hair muttered from the top of Cetin’s tower. At the end of her gaze, Professor Glodia, who was trying to ignore the students’ gazes, and a necromancer with silver hair lingering in a blue light caught her eye.

‘If I kill the necromancer with the holy light spear right now, wouldn’t it be okay to receive less communication from polar parents?’

With that thought in mind, she flicked her finger once in the air. Unlike the short action, the three starlight spears containing enormous mana aimed precisely at the slowly walking necromancer’s heart.

In this state, if she stretched out her finger forward, the starlight spear would fly at a speed comparable to light and pierce the heart of the necromancer, but she continued to watch the two of them walking toward the school gate.

The necromancer walked quietly to the security room with a side door and took out the temporary pass he was wearing around his neck and handed it to the guard. And the necromancer, who saw the guard entering the guard room, turned his head a little further back and looked up. Sensing that the necromancer’s gaze was looking at him exactly, Enild Setin Quasar, the headmaster of Setin Divine Academy, smiled with satisfaction.

‘Practical experience accumulated by useful necromancers and children of Setin.’

The old heart started beating. He wanted to confirm that his intuition wasn’t wrong by shooting the starlight spear right away, but the necromancer looked away from himself and passed through the school gate, probably following Professor Glodia’s urging.

“Glodia, you must colonel that necromancer in front of me tomorrow.”

Enild sublimated the star light spear into mana with his brown eyes shining. In the fluttering light, Enild Cetin Quasar disappeared.

***

‘Who is it? You seem to be strong.’

Normal necromancers leave reconnaissance to their summons, but Ed, who had a short maximum command distance, had to do it with his own eyes. However, rather than using the naked eye, he used a method of strengthening with magic. With her enhanced eyesight, she could see the woman aiming three shining spears at her. It was a woman with golden hair that was closer to white than the priest who had been recommending religion that I had seen in the square, but I couldn’t remember her exact appearance.

‘If we had to fight, it would have been difficult to win.’

Even if there are summons to support the front, he is the one who uses the form of ‘spear’ that is optimized to pierce the ‘core’. Ed continued to walk after Glodia, thinking that he didn’t want to fight with an opponent from a distance since he didn’t have any summons.

‘It reminds me of that priest.’

She came to mind, with short blonde hair and blue eyes, and the appearance that most Northerners would think of when they think of a priest. He was a priest who believed in Robertina, the goddess of punishment.

“Ed, it’s here. It’s close to the academy, right?”

“I see.”

Glodia led Ed to a slightly rundown-looking diner they had passed on their way to the academy. Even when Ed thought of it, there were many times when restaurants like this were cheap, served a lot, and tasted moderately good. In the North, if you find a restaurant run by a person without using the undead, it’s mostly okay, but in the center, it doesn’t seem that easy to find a good restaurant.

“Uh…? Professor Glodia!”

“Oh, Vaina? Why are you having lunch outside the academy?”

“The church told me to fill up my performance. And who came with me? Huh? The one I met in the plaza?”

“Are you the one who suggested religion to me?”

It was the day before, so they both remembered it vividly. Glodia looked back and forth between the two and burst into laughter.

“Vena, do you know who you invited religion to?”

“I thought you were just a tourist?”

Glodia whispered in Vaina’s ear, conscious of the people around her.

“Ed is a necromancer.”

Vaina blinked her big blue eyes a few times before covering her mouth. Vaina was taking Glodia’s classes, so she knew that Glodia was looking for a necromancer as an assistant instructor. When those two things were connected, I thought that I might be the first student of Setin who recommended religion to all necromancers as an assistant lecturer, so my face turned red.

‘Looks like a student I’ll teach when I become an assistant instructor.’

Ed had no idea.

***

Enild Cetin Quasar Cetin Divine Academy Principal’s rough appearance!