Chapter 275

The strongest necromancer with evolutionary traits (275)

Adrias’ prediction



Dung! ridge! ridge! ridge!

The sound of drums and shouts echoing through the academy announced that the end of the tournament was finally approaching.

All around, students in a festive atmosphere flocked to the arena where the tournament was about to begin, and stalls of various clubs were lined up aiming for their pockets.

“Hehe, time goes by so fast.”

Deos, who was watching from the seats reserved for professors inside the stadium, said.

Several professors who arrived first and took their seats next to him nodded and accepted.

“That’s right. When I see young people growing up, I just feel envious.”

“Professor Lane, who do you think will win?”

“Yeah, that’s a bit of a tricky question. Both of them are my favorite students, so it’s hard to pick one.”

“Then it would be hard to ask about the 3rd and 4th place matches.”

“Ah, if it was a match for third place, Pione would probably win.”

Michelle, a professor at the Faculty of Magic, who was listening to Professor Lane, frowned and retorted.

“Student Ada is not an easy opponent either.”

“Hmm sure. However, I didn’t speak down to student Ada, I just looked at Pione’s skills from above. Honestly, wouldn’t Pione, who has the first seat in the student council, be better than Ada, who has the second seat?”

Thinking that the Faculty of Magic was ignored, Michelle opened her mouth again to refute, but turned her head away due to the sudden buzzing noise around her.

“Hey, that’s Professor Adrias Cromwell.”

Lane, who had been talking with Michelle a while ago, laughed.

He was one of those who didn’t like that Adrias became a professor.

Adrias slowly came to his seat, bowed slightly towards the professors who arrived first, and sat down.

“You’re very handsome.”

“It was good. It’s because Professor Adrias’s test is in vogue these days. Even the sword dragon is because of that test... ... .”

Adrias remained silent despite the outspoken words of jealousy.

Some of the professors, who were rather offended by his ignoring behavior, called Adrias.

“Professor Adrias? Would you like to talk to me if you are here?”

Adrias’s head finally moved at the sound of calling him.

He still didn’t open his mouth, just staring at the people who called him as if they were asking him to tell them something.

“It’s just fine. We were talking about which student would win. Adrias student or professor, who do you think will win?”

When Lane asked sarcastically, all eyes in the vicinity turned to Adrias.

The headmaster, Theos, did not bother to intervene and waited for Adrias’ reaction with an interesting expression on his face.

“Are you talking about the winner?”

“The winner and the upcoming third-place match.”

“I can’t even guess the third place.”

In response to Adrias’ immediate answer, everyone nodded in agreement.

However, Lane, who asked directly, persistently dug into Adrias.

“I think Pione will take third place. What do you think of my opinion?”

“Both have clear reasons to win and reasons to lose, so it doesn’t matter who wins.”

“A reason to win and a reason to lose? What is it?”

Everyone, including Rain, only looked at Adrias’ mouth with curious expressions.

To them, Adrias said with an expression that it was not a big deal.

“Simply in terms of skill, Ada is high. That’s what makes Ada win.”

“Huh, Ada’s student’s skills are higher?”

“yes. However, Pione personally fought the War in the North two years ago. In terms of actual combat experience, Pione dominates, so this is why Pione deserves to win.”

“Did you know that student Ada also took part in the Northern War?”

“There is a difference between just participating and experiencing the actual battle.”

Adrias turned his head forward and looked at the arena.

But his mouth didn’t stop.

“And that’s why Ada might lose. They lack practical experience.”

“... ... Professor Adrias, do you know quite a bit?”

“Because I experienced it myself.”

Adrias’s status in the Northern War was great.

No. 1 major certified by the emperor.

As much as he said, Lane couldn’t refute anything about the Northern War.

“Hmm. Then, what is the reason that Pione’s student can lose?”

“Most of her practical experience is with the same prosecutor. It is my judgment that the mage will not know how to deal with it.”

“She has already competed directly with Ada for the first seat in the student council. Don’t you know what that already proves?”

“Magic is an unpredictable science. That’s all my answer.”

Michelle nodded vigorously at Adrias’ words.

However, most of the professors tilted their heads and disagreed with Adrias.

“Well, I don’t know who will win anyway. So, who do you think will be the winner?”

“Are you feeling relieved from swearing behind me like that?”

“what?”

“You can’t even open your mouth in front of me, so you only laugh at me when I’m not there.”

“Then will you laugh in front of him? Professor Michelle thinks that Professor Adrias was duly appointed to the professorship, then?”

The professor, who had been talking excitedly, hurriedly shut his mouth, as it could have insulted Deos, the principal.

However, it was after the atmosphere had already cooled down.

“Huh?”

Just in time, a professor who was concentrating only on the game gestured to the stadium.

“What is it?”

“What’s going on with that!”

In the arena, the development of Pione being bitten by a sudden magic continued.

It was the moment when Ada’s goal, which had been constantly on the defensive, shone.

“Is this happening all of a sudden?”

“Ada is a student whose composure stands out as much as her talent. It must have been that he kept looking for an opening even after being beaten by Fione’s students.”

However, Fione was not alone in suffering.

The actual battle she experienced in a real war, not practice or training, helped her develop her ability to cope with crises.

“You really don’t know the outcome of this?”

“I never thought the game would be this long.”

Finally, when Pione’s sharp blow was directed at Ada, Ada also used magic as if giving flesh and taking bones.

Tuaaang———!

A huge explosion erupted, and the stadium was instantly covered in dust.

Judging from the absence of noise, the situation has been settled.

The referee hurriedly approached and soon reported the result.

“Both sides cannot continue the match! The result is a draw!”

“What!”

The spectators were excited.

Soon the dust cleared and the situation revealed was that both Pione and Ada had passed out.

“Huh... ... .”

“It’s a draw... ... .”

A sigh came from the professor’s seat as well.

And soon, goose bumps came up behind everyone, and they remembered a person.

“How the hell did Professor Adrias predict this situation? Then the winner of the tournament... ... .”

Someone’s murmur represented everyone’s thoughts.

* * *

I followed Adam to the office and a familiar silhouette sat in my seat.

Inside the academy, outsiders were not allowed to enter unless invited, but the power of the professor could make an exception.

“I didn’t know you would come.”

“why. Don’t you like it?”

Even though everything was fixed, a woman with dead eyes still crossed her legs and placed it on the desk.

“I will be leaving.”

Adam looked up and left, and there was silence for a while.

I slowly approached my opponent and grabbed his hooded head and pressed him down.

“what are you doing.”

“I’m just happy to see you.”

you have a taste for teasing

As expected, the woman who frowned and removed my hand immediately looked around and said,

“What about your lover?”

“If it’s Vivian, she’s away for a while because she has work to do. why? Is it worth living because there are no scary people?”

“... ... I am not afraid.”

“Rather than that, since you came all the way here, why don’t you go and see your sister?”

Watching her face crumpled again at the word unnie, I calmly rebuked her.

“Noah Claire. Still, your only blood relative. Stop whining.”

“I do it myself. Check it out more than that.”

The letter she hands is from Evan.

Noah, who had passed the risk of life with Salem and me, was helping Evan with his work, saying that he would repay the favor.

“Are you going to watch the tournament while you’re here?”

“busy.”

“Look and go. Go see Ivy. It’s an order.”

Noah sighed without answering.

Still, I’m impressed with his personality, which seems to be brighter than before.

After I finished my appreciation for Noah, I slowly checked the letter from Evan.