I Became The Academy Necromancer
Chapter 336: Side Story - A Trivial Worry

Upon seeing Findenai and the Dark Spiritualist in the middle of organizing the vegetable garden, Erica froze for a moment.

She quickly realized that if she were to be caught here, she would end up doing unnecessary work.

“Well, well, who do we have here?”

However, the other party was a woman with sharp senses akin to those of a beast.

Although Findenai’s senses were good even before, after obtaining the Mountain Lord’s power, her senses could no longer be considered human.

And the moment she was discovered, Erica immediately tried to make a break for it.

She had come here to spend some comfortable time with Kim Shinwoo, not to sweat it out with Findenai, pulling weeds.

“Isn’t it the mistress?”

However, due to that biting remark, Erica, who was about to retreat, stepped forward instead.

A mistress?

No matter how much Findenai lacked social tact, this was going too far.

“I’m sorry, but who’s the mistress here? It’s usually the maid who’s the mistress, you know?”

“Bullshit. I was the one who woke up next to him in bed today, so why am I the mistress?”

“…”

Erica was momentarily stunned speechless.

Jealousy surged, but the feeling of envy hit her first.

If they woke up together, did that mean he had fallen asleep next to her?

Her cheeks flushed red asd a lascivious thought almost began to spread, but Erica quickly held it back.

“I’m the one who bought this land and paid for the house-building permits. Technically, it’s my land.”

However, since the fact that the future Archmage of the Griffin Kingdom had purchased land in the territory of the Clark Republic could be considered an act of exile, Erica only provided the funds. The land itself was purchased under someone else’s name.

“Ah, you can keep the land.”

Seeing Findenai’s meaningful smile, Erica felt a strong sense of irritation.

Just moments ago, she had been casually greeting students as a professor, and now, she had fallen from grace in less than five minutes.

[Ugh, these fools.]

In the meantime, the Dark Spiritualist, who was pulling weeds while sitting on the ground, sighed. She was gathering mana with her hands to pull them, though it was an unnecessary gesture since she didn’t even need a body as a soul.

[What’s the difference between the legal wife and the mistress? And he probably doesn’t care about such things anyway.]

“…”

“…”

She wasn’t wrong, and so both of them fell silent.

However, even though the statement wasn’t wrong, it was natural to feel pain when the messenger was someone you didn’t want to hear from, no matter how good the message was.

Hearing such words from the normally clueless Dark Spiritualist made both of them feel a sudden surge of rebelliousness, though they had no words to respond with.

Perhaps emboldened by this, the Dark Spiritualist continued speaking while holding the weeds.

[And by the way, do you even know that you two are saying strange things right now?]

“What do you mean?”

“…”

[He’s currently in an artificial body, right? Strictly speaking, that makes him an ‘item’, doesn’t it?]

It was an unthinkable statement.

A shocking remark that caused both Findenai and Erica to exchange looks and stare at the Dark Spiritualist.

However, this lovely dark mage continued rambling as if she had made some great discovery or was proclaiming a gospel.

[So, in other words, we don’t belong to him, he belongs to us.]

Findenai and Erica could overlook the fact that she had subtly included herself, but they were utterly speechless at the sheer audacity of her very idea.

“Is that what a dark mage is like?”

“The type who doesn’t see humans as humans…”

Having not heard the mutterings of Findenai and Erica, the Dark Spiritualist continued spinning her hands with excitement, chattering away.

[Something like public property? Wouldn’t it be better to think of him as something along those lines? It’s fine for everyone to use it, as long as they return him to his place, right?]

Ta-da! The Dark Spiritualist stretched both hands to the sky, scattering the weeds she had been holding as if for dramatic effect.

“I now see why you’re dead.”

“You’re just an evil spirit.”

As the two of them uttered bitter comments, the Dark Spiritualist puffed out her cheeks, turned around with irritation, and muttered.

[These fools. When I tell them something good, they complain.]

Leaving the irritable Dark Spiritualist to continue pulling weeds, Findenai and Erica looked at each other simultaneously.

“Come what may, there’s no way I can’t let that bitch stay. I even hate those big tits of hers.”

“I agree.”

[Stop idling about and start pulling weeds! This is the place where I’m going to grow mybobble-booble!]

The Dark Spiritualist yelled loudly at the two who didn’t miss the chance to talk behind her back. Findenai finally let out a sigh and returned to the vegetable garden.

What does this bobble thing even mean?

Wondering, Erica slightly stretched out her hand. Golden mana gently spread out from her palm, lifting the large and small stones from the garden and raising them into the air to clear the space.

The vegetable garden was now much cleaner.

And not stopping there, like golden embers, Erica’s mana neatly burned the weeds down to their roots.

“This should be enough, right?”

Findenai’s jaw dropped as she witnessed the archmage candidate finish the work so quickly.

“I should’ve brought you sooner.”

“Don’t treat me like some convenient tool.”

Erica crossed her arms without hiding her displeasure, while the Dark Spiritualist, who had been diligently pulling out the weeds, clutched her head with both hands.

[Aaaargh!]

A scream-like exclamation erupted.

As the others wondered if there was a problem, the Dark Spiritualist suddenly burst out in anger.

[What the hell did you do? Farming requires care and effort, and you’re just rushing through it like that?!]

“…Isn’t it good that it’s done quickly?”

[Do you think I was doing this because I couldn’t do the same thing? The fun is in nurturing it carefully!]

The Dark Spiritualist scolded Erica.

However, Findenai beside her froze as she was about to light up a cigarette, happy that the work was finished so easily.

She quickly turned around and glared at the Dark Spiritualist with a fierce, almost murderous gaze.

“Think you couldn’t do the same thing, huh?”

That remark…

“Are you saying that you could have been done with this sooner but chose not to?”

They had been struggling to work on the garden all morning, yet Erica managed to finish in just five seconds. This revelation caused Findenai to glare sharply at the Dark Spiritualist.

[…Didn’t you do it because it was fun?]

Unable to hold back the rising stress caused by the Dark Spiritualist’s silly question, Findenai lit her cigarette.

Then, as she exhaled a long puff of smoke…

“I promised Master Bastard that I wouldn’t hold back anymore.”

Staring down at her hand, which was twitching with murderous intent, Findenai walked without hesitation.

“Where’s my weapon?”

It seemed like it was time to pull out the halberd she had stashed in the storage.

* * *

[Fufu.]

As we entered a village called Iceburn in the Clark Republic, Stella, who was beside me, let out a small laugh.

While the Dark Spiritualist initially said she would come along, for some reason, Stella had replaced her at some point.

And from the fact that she had stepped back quietly, it seemed they had struck some kind of deal.

Looking happy, Stella subtly took my hand.

[I’ve always longed to do something like this.]

“Something like this?”

[Walking around a peaceful village on a date.]

“Ah…”

Stella often seemed to get happy over such trivial things.

And considering her position as a Saintess, it felt natural, but at the same time…

[Hehe.]

Seeing her so happy over such simple things also made me feel a little proud as well.

“Is there anything you want to buy?”

[Well, there are some things Senior asked me to buy, but do you think you can carry them alone?]

Since we needed to buy farming tools, there would be quite a lot of things. Additionally, this village was far from where we lived, so delivery was naturally out of the question.

If it became too difficult, I could always use magic to fly back like how I came here.

However, I didn’t want to unnecessarily burden my artificial body with mana.

“I’m thinking of purchasing a cart. It should be possible if I use that.”

I was planning to buy a means of transportation. A horse for the cart, or maybe even just a donkey would suffice.

[Won’t it be a problem if Fluffy IV grows up and devours it?]

“…We’ll think about that when the time comes.” ”

I admit I was a little worried for a moment, but for now, I needed to buy it. And being a retired high-ranking official, all I had left were pockets overflowing with wealth.

Although, I hadn’t exactly retired but rather fired. Still, I had enough money to spend without having to rely on the Verdi Household’s support.

If Deia were to see this, she’d probably scold me for spending money without a plan.

[But do you think they’ll have a cart and a horse here? This place seems a bit small.]

“Even if it’s not ideal, we need to buy something usable for now since it’s an emergency.”

[What a simple life. I like it.]

The people of Iceburn village snuck curious glances or whispered among themselves when they saw an outsider like me.

It seemed they weren’t too accustomed to welcoming outsiders.

Of course, it’s not just that.

The political situation in the Clark Republic was yet to stabilize as it hadn’t even been a year since Magan died.

Though it would have been stranger if it were already settled.

From the Griffin Kingdom to the Jerman Kingdom, the Han Empire, and even the Duchy of Valestan Duchy, they were still stirring things up, continually bringing up Magan’s Banquet, all in an attempt to exploit the Clark Republic.

The Clark Republic was now the place where you could see the most diverse range of races on the continent.

[It looks like you’re not exactly welcomed.]

“There’s nothing we can do about that. But since we’ll be coming here often, we’ll just have to take our time and make our presence known.”

At my words, Stella, who had been staring at me, let out a soft chuckle.

“What’s so funny?”

I wondered what was so amusing, but Stella crossed her arms. She had shown a tendency to act boldly when no one was watching her.

[How to kill the Demon Lord, how to prevent the saturation of souls, how to twist fate.]

“…”

[I’m just so happy to see you, who used to deal with such heavy topics, now trying to win over the villagers.]

“Is that so?”

Stella’s words made me hesitate for a moment, but a faint smile appeared on my lips.

Continuing to ponder without any burden on my shoulders—surprisingly, such a trivial worry didn’t feel so bad.

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