I Became The Academy Necromancer

Having conscripted soldiers to subdue a great demonic monster, they were now being used to surround the royal palace.

The formation he planned to utilize when confronting the great demonic monster was now used to suppress the entire palace.

This entire situation was particularly confusing for Second Prince Rehul.

He had planned to brand the retreating First Prince and his followers as rebels, kill Rahul, while capturing the others.

However, Rahul started an actual rebellion, as if he was aware that he would be accused of treason.

“Why?”

Even in an emergency like this, they couldn’t understand what drove the First Prince to stage a coup. After all, as the eldest, he was the closest to the throne.

If he had stayed put, the golden throne would have been his and he could have enjoyed the absolute power everyone desired.

So, why?

Amidst these questions, Rehul tried to regain his composure and raised his sword.

“It’s a rebellion! First Prince Rahul has rebelled!”

The prince, who was supposed to be falsely accused of rebellion, had become an actual rebel.

Thinking in this manner somewhat eased Second Prince Rehul’s mind.

Killing his own kin no longer bothered him.

It might be for the best.

Yes, with that thought in mind, Second Prince Rehul, along with the generals by his side, moved to eliminate First Prince Rahul.

The Net of Heaven and Earth spread about made it difficult to move, and they didn’t have as many troops, so the situation was unfavorable.

However, they just needed to buy time.

Moreover, if they could just cut down the lynchpin, the First Prince, it would all come to an end.

All princes were quite formidable in terms of martial prowess, and the First and Second Princes were evenly matched.

In any case, justice is on our side.

Not missing this opportunity, Second Prince Rehul imbued his voice with mana and shouted.

“Why have you abandoned loyalty and justice to commit such a heinous act?! It’s disgraceful to even call you a fellow prince!”

There was no need to address the newly branded rebel with honorifics.

He thought that by condemning and criticizing the rebels as villains, their morale would drop.

But the response from First Prince Rahul was shocking.

“You are the one who made me like this, brother! Did you covet the throne so much that you would go as far as to frame me as a rebel?”

“……What?”

The shock was like being hit on the back of the head with a blunt object. How did his brother figure out his plan?

It was incomprehensible, causing him to utter an exclamation

How?

Just before the words rolled off his tongue, a certain girl’s face came to Second Prince Rehul’s mind. His heart sank as he quickly turned his head.

From one corner of the palace, even though it was late at night, a blonde girl was looking down from a window with her chin resting on the windowsill.

“ELEANOOOORRRRR!”

Even though he recognized the source of the trouble belatedly and was now lamenting his foolishness, it was already too late.

Now, even if he tried to give his brother an explanation, First Prince Rahul had already become a traitor. He wouldn’t stop until he was either dead or had seized the throne.

Second Prince Rehul’s despair only deepened as he realized that nothing would change even after he learned who the true mastermind behind this entire scheme was.

* * *“Hmph.”

Eleanor, who had been waiting for this moment, sipped the tea she had brewed in advance.

Perhaps because the Jerman Kingdom was close to the desert, the tea leaves were not up to the mark. Their flavor profile was lacking.

In any case, it wasn’t to Eleanor’s taste.

However, the spectacle made the tea’s taste of little importance.

The First and Second Princes swung their swords at each other. Even though they realized they had fallen into Eleanor’s trap, the milk was already spilt.

Rahul had committed treason, and Rehul no longer had the option of backing down either.

This question would naturally arise.

Why did the First Prince rise in rebellion?

“Because of the Second Prince, Rehul.”

The trigger was none other than the Second Prince.

Just as the Second Prince kept the First Prince in check, the First Prince also felt uneasy on seeing the Second Prince contacting the military generals and mages.

Nevertheless, he thought that everything would work out if this plan succeeded.

Ignoring the warnings that it might be difficult to execute it in the desert, he had practiced persistently, so he believed that it wouldn’t be a problem.

Even Eleanor encouraged him, telling him that she was confident that he would succeed.

However, if you asked if he was only obsessed with that, his answer would be no.

All Rahul cared about was how to maintain his position as the First Prince, so he had already devised a backup plan in case he failed.

That was to retreat immediately.

It might sound ridiculous, but it was the best course of action from the perspective of First Prince Rahul, who had already taken command in the first subjugation.

He couldn’t afford to fail twice.

So, Rahul had stubbornly made up his mind to retreat, even if it was humiliating.

Upon hearing that, Eleanor became even more certain that she could use this to her advantage.

Therefore, she gave First Prince Rahul a warning.

While retreating is a good strategy in itself, someone might try to exploit it.

Someone might falsely accuse you of wrongdoing after you retreat.

Eleanor didn’t mention any names, but she subtly indicated that her warning was aimed at Second Prince Rehul.

The First Prince also realized this the moment he heard it.

In any case, he had already gone ahead with the demonic monster subjugation and could not run away.

And what if he retreated without subjugating the demonic monsters and Second Prince Rehul accused him of treason?

Especially since the military generals and mages holding high positions were already siding with the Second Prince.

If the Second Prince really used his retreat in that manner, there was only one option left for the First Prince.

That was to truly start a rebellion.

Eventually, the First Prince had to retreat, but he sensed that the atmosphere was unusual on returning.

Since he had already made up his mind, he immediately began the rebellion.

The soldiers, too, had no choice but to follow the First Prince with tears in their eyes. They had already received ample explanations when they headed to the desert, and were informed that staying idle would only lead to them being executed as rebels.

There’s no way the Second Prince wouldt have known.

In fact, even before the Second Prince decided to frame the First Prince as a rebel, the First Prince was already keeping the Second Prince’s plans in check.

“If the Second Prince hadn’t gone through with this strategy, the First Prince wouldn’t have started the rebellion either.”

And thus, the curtains rose on the battle among the princes under the name of rebellion, and the trigger was like a serpent eating its own tail.

Many lives would be lost, and the floor of the Jerman Kingdom Palace would be soaked with blood.

And for the princess of the Griffin Kingdom, causing confusion among them was more than worthwhile.

“…”

Yes, she thought so.

But as she watched the massacre that was unfolding according to her plans, a strange feeling began to well within her.

Why?

What is this?

Why did I create such a scene?

Of course, to cause chaos in the Jerman Kingdom. To create disputes over the succession to the throne, to create factions, and to make them take sides.

Her actions would surely cause significant damage to the Jerman Kingdom since neither side would be able to suppress the other cleanly.

However…

Was it really necessary to go this far?

Screams accompanied by groans filled with injustice and pain, and shouts stained with anger and hatred filled the late night sky.

Since Eleanor could oversee the entire battlefield at a glance, watching them made her feel as if all the heat and excitement were being transmitted to her.

No.

It was madness.

At some point, it looked like they had abandoned all rational judgment and were swinging their swords solely in the madness of wanting to slaughter their opponent.

And she was the architect of that scenery, that dizzying tragedy.

A strange sense of déjà vu washed over Eleanor.

No matter how many times she thought about it, she still couldn’t understand.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Why?

Why did I do such a thing?

Surely, causing harm to the Jerman Kingdom was beneficial, but was it necessary to go this far?

She had come to negotiate about matters regarding the Clark Republic, and the negotiations had gone well.

And after that, they maintained a friendly relationship, at least on the surface, shaking hands and smiling at each other.

However, why?

The question of why triggered a domino effect.

A question that started at one point, spread into multiple branches.

Why did the princes start to favor her?

Why did the princes suddenly start fighting for the throne?

Why did the princes come to her, a princess from a foreign country, and divulge so much information?

Why?

Why?

Why?

“Princess Eleanor!”

Confused and overwhelmed by her thoughts, Eleanor suddenly realized that Third Prince Serhul was shaking her by the shoulders.

He had come into her room at some point, and unlike his usual cold expression, he was drenched in sweat and looked as if he were about to cry.

“Get a hold of yourself! You’ve been deceived by the Demon!”

“…Pardon?”

What did he mean by that?

Eleanor couldn’t understand him, but Third Prince Serhul continued to explain frantically.

“It wasn’t like this at first! I thought that only my brothers were under that vile demon’s trickery! But no! You too! The Demon’s magic has affected you as well!”

“Pardon? Ma-magic? A demon?”

“There’s no time to explain! That bastard is trying to kill all my brothers! I need your wisdom! I don’t know how to resolve this situation!”

Eleanor still found it difficult to comprehend what the Third Prince was saying.

However, considering that her actions so far had been excessive and were lacking proper justification, she finally realized that something was indeed wrong.

“We have to stop Brother Rahul and Brother Rehul! They’ll end up killing each other!”

However, Eleanor could only shake her head helplessly.

The two princes, caught in the trap she had laid out, were now fighting each other with their lives on the line.

“There’s no way to resolve it.”

The rebellion was already underway, and in the end, only one would remain standing.

If First Prince Rahul survived, a massive purge would ensue, and a bloodbath would follow.

Even the current king, Ramahul, might not escape the fallout.

The only way to minimize deaths was if Second Prince Rehul succeeded in suppressing the rebellion.

“Ah…”

However, that wasn’t what Serhul wanted to hear. He was sure that there must have been a way to save both his brothers.

Serhul’s expression grew dark. He blamed himself for letting a demon manipulate his entire family.

“Serhul, I need a detailed explanation. What exactly are you talking about? A demon?”

“Clair’s General Store.”

Eleanor tilted her head at the unexpected name.

When Deus and Aria were dealing with the incidents related to Clair’s General Store, she had already arrived in the Jerman Kingdom.

“I made a deal with a demon there.”

With a hollow expression, it seemed like Serhul was about to say something more.

However, his body turned stiff.

He couldn’t even blink. It was something he had experienced before.

He wanted to shout and tell Eleanor to run.

However, even his tongue was frozen, and he couldn’t speak.

“Greetings, Princess Eleanor Luden Griffin.”

A man with a graceful gait appeared behind Serhul.

White hair and a black suit.

Wearing white gloves, he was quite handsome.

Given his pale skin, it was clear that he was not from the Jerman Kingdom.

“I am the Demon Lord of Deception, Lehric.”

He also revealed his identity quite readily, making her wonder if this was really okay.

However, this was special treatment for the girl named Eleanor.

“Until Deus Verdi arrives, you will be staying with me.”

The oppressive force from the Demon Lord pierced her entire being forcefully. Her instincts screamed, warning her to not defy his words.

However, Eleanor had already encountered Demon Lords in the Clark Republic before.

“Shut up!”

She drew up her mana to strengthen her body.

Hooking her arm around the neck of Third Prince Serhul, who was frozen, she pulled him and headed straight for the window.

Crash!

Throwing the stiff Serhul to break the window was a shocking act.

Despite the significant height, seeing that they were on the fifth floor, Eleanor jumped out the window without any hesitation.

The Demon Lord did not follow.

He too realized that now was not the time to be chasing after Eleanor.

Just as she was about to reach the ground, Eleanor turned towards the entrance of the Jerman Kingdom Palace.

A chilling atmosphere emanated from it.

She did not know how he managed to make it through the desert occupied by the great demonic monster.

She also did not know why he was here at this moment.

If someone asked how she knew, it was because of love.

Falling downwards, holding her skirt that was being blown up by the wind, Eleanor shouted with a bright smile.

“Deuuuusssssss!”

BOOOOOMM!

The firmly shut main gate of the Jerman Kingdom, which had been locked to prevent news of the rebellion from spreading, was shattered.

The Necromancer hastened his steps at the chance that had come knocking once again.

He didn’t even pay heed to the struggles unfolding ahead.

“Lehric.”

Frowning at the stench of the Demon Lord that stung his nose, his eyes quickly searched for the great evil.