I Became The Academy Necromancer
Chapter 391: Side Story - Graypond

[Wow, look at how that thing is not stopping at all.]

“Is that why they sent us away? Fucking bastard.”

Despite the guard passing by, Kim Shinwoo and Stella were still making love inside the carriage.

As if to prove this, the carriage was shaking violently, and Findenai and the Dark Spiritualist, who were watching from the Graypond’s city walls, clicked their tongues.

The two of them were in a position where they couldn’t show their faces, so they had gone outside the carriage and were sneaking in separately.

Although they called it an intrusion, they had taken a rather ignorant approach: the Dark Spiritualist just flew over, and Findenai climbed up the wall.

No matter how excellent Graypond’s barriers were, even in a situation that wasn’t wartime, it was still possible to find holes in the surveillance.

Hence, after making their way through, they leisurely checked on the carriage, only to find it shaking violently.

It was obvious that only the two of them were inside, and Stella had tempted Kim Shinwoo, who probably reluctantly gave in.

“Ugh, once they get a taste of it, they just keep going.”

[Who is it? Stella? Or Kim Shinwoo?]

“Both.”

[But isn’t that the same for you too?]

At the Dark Spiritualist’s accusing gaze, Findenai frowned and glared at her.

“Aren’t you pretty much the same?”

[No, I’m different.]

The Dark Spiritualist responded confidently, but her attempt to seem cold made Findenai feel a bit annoyed.

“Hey, what’s different? I heard you learned something from Illuania this time.”

[…How did you know?]

Once the Dark Spiritualist’s inner thoughts were exposed, she quickly became embarrassed and turned her gaze away. Findenai shrugged and replied.

“Everyone thinks the same thing.”

While Kim Shinwoo became increasingly skilled as he engaged in semi-forced encounters with the women every day, some of them ended up missing their turn or failing to seize the right timing.

But once they did, they realized Kim Shinwoo’s skills had developed so much faster than expected…

“I tried to learn something.”

Though she had sought advice from Illuania, who was practically a master in this area…

“Damn it, she just said that just letting it happen like this is supposed to be a turn-on. What kind of nonsense is that?”

With a scratch at the back of her head, Findenai couldn’t help but mutter in disbelief. Then, the Dark Spiritualist, perhaps feeling a sense of superiority, puffed up her chest and brought her hands inward.

[I’ve learned quite a bit. That person is going to feel so good his brain will melt.]

“If your chest is too big, you should be executed. That just means you’ve eaten too much.”

[I’m already dead, so it doesn’t matter!]

Even as they chatted, their eyes remained fixed on the carriage.

To be honest, they were somewhat envious, but since they had once had an intense experience with Kim Shinwoo in the carriage, they weren’t entirely jealous.

While lost in these mixed feelings—

“Hmm?”

Sniffing the air, Findenai looked around as if catching a scent.

[Are you really becoming a dog now?]

The Dark Spiritualist sneered at her actions, but Findenai didn’t respond, meaning she was serious.

“Hey, don’t you feel something?”

[You’ve reached a level where you can sense things even without Kim Shinwoo n—]

“Quit talking nonsense and take this seriously.”

[Can’t you even take a joke? And what should I feel exactly…? Oh?]

Following Findenai’s words, the Dark Spiritualist also scanned the surroundings and felt an odd sensation, as if something was pricking at the back of her head.

It was a similar feeling to when they had encountered Demon Lord Lordron back in Clarkwork.

As if someone, somewhere, was watching them.

“Hah, look at these bastards.”

Tracing the source of the gaze wasn’t difficult.

For someone at Findenai and the Dark Spiritualist’s level, noticing and pinpointing a gaze was a simple task.

The problem was—

[Oh?]

They were being watched from all directions in the city of Graypond.

And it was not by humans.

These beings were too bland to be considered Demon Lords, yet they seemed to be either cowering or crouching, waiting for an opportunity.

Whatever they were, they clearly did not welcome Kim Shinwoo’s arrival.

[Do you know what they are?]

At the Dark Spiritualist’s question, Findenai smirked and answered while glancing in the direction of the gazes.

“What else could they be? Just look, most of the attention is coming from the temple.”

Graypond was a place where many gods’ followers resided. It was also where the Saintess stayed, so the beings watching Findenai and the Dark Spiritualist were likely—

“Obviously, they are gods.”

The gods expanding their territory and gathering followers in the Clark Republic were, to put it bluntly, rather pathetic.

After all, a god actively trying to increase their followers was no different from trailing behind humans and begging.

However, on the other hand.

What about the gods who had already established their positions firmly on the continent?

At first, they must have wandered across the continent, experiencing various things. Enjoying new sensations and indulging in their newfound freedom.

However, in the end, gods were beings who had always been worshipped.

Just like how someone would naturally go to claim the inheritance left by their parents, it was only natural for them to return to the followers who worshipped them.

“They must be living quite the easy life.”

Findenai sighed, tapping her forehead. Right now, Kim Shinwoo was still outside Graypond, busy indulging with Stella.

However, the moment he stepped inside, he would inevitably notice this.

[What do you think Kim Shinwoo will do?]

“What else? He’ll assess the situation, judge, and then handle it.”

That was just the kind of person he was.

[Uwaah, we just came to see Owen, and now we’re getting caught up in something weird.]

“Honestly, I never liked those motherfuckers anyway.”

Findenai had already thought about dealing with them at some point, so she casually pulled out a cigarette and placed it in her mouth.

“You’ve arrived.”

A woman approached the two, standing on the city wall. She greeted them out of nowhere, but neither Findenai nor the Dark Spiritualist was particularly surprised.

After all, they had already sensed her approaching.

[The scales and the sword… You must be the goddess of justice, Justia.]

The Dark Spiritualist’s voice shifted dramatically.

Just moments ago, she had sounded like a child playing around, but now her tone was sharp, carrying both coldness and ominous.

Crazy bitch.

Seeing the Dark Spiritualist act like that, Findenai couldn’t help but click her tongue. Sometimes, watching someone like her act all cutesy in front of Kim Shinwoo made her feel the urge to clutch her chest in frustration.

Regardless, the goddess of justice, Justia, wielding scales and a sword, was the god worshipped by the current Saintess, Lucia Saint, and had the strongest influence in Graypond at the moment.

Because many followers naturally worshipped the same god as the Saintess.

[What brings you here?]

The Dark Spiritualist wiped the smile from her face, glaring as she asked, but Justia had seemingly expected such a reaction and remained unfazed as she explained her reason for coming.

“May I ask why you have come here?”

[Answering a question with a question. Do we even need to explain ourselves?]

Whatever the case— the Dark Spiritualist was handling the exchange with Justia quite skillfully.

It was almost hard to believe that this was the same woman who had been whining just yesterday about wanting to sit next to Kim Shinwoo.

“Many gods are feeling uneasy. You once said you would no longer interfere.”

They would no longer interfere with the continent.

They had once declared as much.

[But that doesn’t mean we can’t step outside, right?]

“…”

[You don’t actually think we’ve been imprisoned, do you? When a tiger enters its den, it is to rest, not to run away.]

The Dark Spiritualist’s violet eyes bore into Justia as if piercing through her. Although she had grown stronger, she wasn’t powerful enough to overwhelm the gods.

But the one standing behind her was someone even the gods had to be wary of.

“I don’t know what you’re planning, but the gods are uneasy. They’re afraid of what you might do next.”

[He is fair. Yes, he is human, so his judgment will always carry a degree of subjectivity. But even with that, he tries to consider things from every possible angle.]

In some ways…

[Even more so than you so-called omniscient gods.]

The goddess Justia sighed at the blatant insult. That meant there was no room for negotiation.

“I understand how you feel. But I’d still like to have a conversation.”

Even as Justia requested this, the Dark Spiritualist folded her arms and responded.

[Just stay put. If he sees no problem, we’ll just pass through.]

“…And if there is a problem?”

The Dark Spiritualist didn’t bother answering Justia’s question. She simply smiled and gave a warning.

[Move quickly. If you’re going to run, run now. That man has no mercy for those who are not human.]

“Huff…”

And with that, the goddess Justia left.

She had clearly been pushed forward as the gods’ representative and had suffered quite the ordeal.

“Hey.”

Listening from the side, Findenai placed another cigarette in her mouth and asked.

“Do you even know what you’re talking about?”

They had just arrived here. Other than the fact that gods were present, they had no other information.

Yet the Dark Spiritualist was acting so confident—it was only natural for Findenai to be suspicious.

[I don’t know.]

The Dark Spiritualist had already reverted to her usual air-headed self.

“…But you understand what you just said, right?”

[It was a declaration of war. If they mess with humans, they all die.]

“Why the hell are you the one saying that?”

[Oh, it’s fine. Kim Shinwoo is here, isn’t he?]

“Hah.”

Realizing there was no point in continuing the conversation, Findenai exhaled smoke and gazed back at Graypond’s scenery.

The gods were moving urgently.

[See? This is the mind game.]

The Dark Spiritualist gave a thumbs-up and gazed at the same place with satisfaction.

[Anyone who moves now is a suspect!]

“Heh, so you do use your brain a little, huh? Guess being a mage counts for something.”

That meant she would acknowledge her just this once. Absentmindedly, she glanced at Kim Shinwoo, who had unknowingly made an official declaration of war against the gods.

“And that bastard is still shaking his hips.”

Clicking her tongue, she glanced at the rocking carriage.

[…Stella’s gonna die at this rate.]

With a smirk, she offered a condolence for Stella, who was undoubtedly screaming herself hoarse inside.

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