Five bodies were organized in a symmetrical manner, two on either side, with one at the center. Meanwhile, Ferzen was staring at the scene while being immersed in his thoughts.
âHow should I take care of thisâŚâŚ.â
It will be over if I poke their heart with a thin needle, then burn them to death by sending an electric current.
In fact, the simplest method is to pierce their skull and directly inflict damage to their brainâŚâŚ
However, if the damage inflicted on the corpse is quite severe, it not only affects the synchronization rate but also makes it nigh impossible to control the corpse.
For example, if there is a missing arm, it can be replaced with 0.7% of synchronization rate while consuming 1% of mana. But the synchronization rate might fall down to 0.1% depending on the wound inflicted on the brain.
Thus, a headless corpse is an inefficient trash thatâs not even cost-effective, and thatâs why there is no warlock who bothers to use them even in an emergency.
As such, the students who were assigned the corpses will soon notice this issue and lodge complaints to me through the department office.
The midterm exams and assignments are passed through the corpses that they have paid for, so they will be furious about why theyâre discriminated against compared to other students.
Of course, the right thing to do would be to inform the Chairwoman, Imperial Princess Elizabeth, and bring in 5 new corpses, but if that happens, I will be forced to reveal the truth about my abilities.
When this matter is brought to the Imperial Family, unless they inspect me separately, I can lie as much as I want to because they donât have concrete evidence.
âJust because theyâre aware of my abilities doesnât necessarily mean Iâll let them exploit itâŚâŚ.â
However, it would still be better if it doesnât get revealed.
ââŚâŚ â
After deliberating for so long, I decided not to kill these unconscious people by piercing their hearts with a thin needle for now.
However, I was curious about the information on how to enter a state of âStasis.â
There was plenty of room to use it in various ways, if only I knew how.
In the future, it could become an insurance policy.
There is no camouflage as perfect as death for a mortal.
Naturally, I have my own reasons for making such a decision.
The five people who fell into a state of stasis are all ordinary people possessing mana. Thus, they wouldnât dare to terrorize the academy, which is guarded by Imperial Knights and the Wizard Corps throughout the day and night.
In order to inflict effective damage, their aim must be the students, who they were assigned to.
âLooking at thisâŚâŚâ
There is a high possibility that the current state of affairs will be resolved naturally next week or during the 3rd week of Black Magic lecture.
Knowing this schedule in the first place means that there is a collaborator inside, and Iâll have to catch that collaborator to get the desired result.
âSo if I delay the assignmentâŚâŚâ
The schedule will naturally get twisted.
Then wouldnât the collaborator come to the cellar to use some kind of means to make them fall into a state of stasis once more?
âEven if itâs not on that date, thereâs a high chance theyâll wake up sometime in the 3rd weekâŚâŚ and then, they will surely get caught.â
If the collaborator doesnât bite the bait at the right time, Iâll have no choice but to turn them into corpses and distribute them to the students.
Obviously, there is a possibility that the margin of error concerning the release period should be within a day, not after n days. Thinking as such, I stroked the altar and opened the gate to the underworld.
Assuming that the release period is one day, not after n days, continuous monitoring is necessary to prevent sparks from igniting.
For example, if there were no casualties, there would be no justification for the Imperial Family to accuse me.
â Creak!
A dark gate engraved with a strange pattern opened.
Beyond the dimly reflected light lay the first floor of the âUnderworld.â
The difference from this early morning is that a bizarre thing that resembled a human ear popped out from both corners of the plaque located above the gate.
âObservation, surveillance, espionage.â
And towards that ear, I recited the important keyword in a hushed tone.
Even if itâs not Ernesian, it doesnât matter what tongue you speak as long as it has a language framework.
Even if you spit out the keywords in Korean and English that Seo-jin Lee remembers, the meaning will be delivered safely to those ears.
ââŚâŚ â
Soon after, beyond the gates of the Underworld.
A bizarre scarecrow with countless eyes attached to his body emerged amidst the blurry landscape.
âThe transaction method will be âImmediate Payment,â the deadline will be 10 days, and the transaction items will be loaned.â
The monsterâs name, no alias, is ăPeepholeă.
This is because in exchange for lending half-reduced ability, it can project visual information essential to monitoring a specific area or object.
ââŚâŚThe transaction has been completed. After the specified ten days, the deadline can be extended further, so please call again if you wish.â
Thousands of eyes clinging to the scarecrowâs body closed at once.
Did he just greet me in his own way?
I waved my hand with a slightly disgusted expression, then cut off the magic and closed the gate to the Underworld.
The price of borrowing the ability for ten days must have been paid for by randomly selecting certain valuable objects that stayed in the subspace.
Converting that value into money, it would roughly be around 44 million Berns.
âIt was the same when Ferzen first made a deal with the Underworld..âŚâ
The goodwill shown by the monsters is quite strange.
Is it possible that the special ability displayed as question marks is the reason why beings of the Underworld are friendly towards me?
ââŚâŚ â
I opened the status window and looked at it, but it was still displayed as question marks.
For now, I will stop thinking about it and assign the location of the Underworld monsterâthe Peepholeâs halved ability to the cellar here.
After that, I took out a small hand mirror from the subspace and connected it, so that I can observe the visual information that it monitorsâŚâŚ
âAll right.â
After seeing the vivid landscape of the cellar painted with luminous stones one last time, I put the bodies in coffins and walked out of the cellar.
Then I stopped by the department office and told Alphonse to put a notice on the bulletin board saying that the bodies will be distributed after the third lecture conducted next week.
âOh, Professor.â
âDo you have anything to say?â
âYes. WellâŚâŚ your wife has come.â
âEuphemia?â
âI havenât seen her properly, so I canât confirm, but I donât think anyone would be foolish enough to impersonate your wife, so I told her to go to the Professorâs office on the 4th floorâŚâŚâ
âI see. Take care then.â
âYes!â
What kind of wind brought Euphemia to the academy?
I kept walking while wondering about that.
* * * * *
Click-clack, Click-click!
âWhatâŚâŚâ
The Academyâs main building, 4th floor, Room 404.
In front of the Professorâs office where the name Ferzen Von Schweig Louerg was written, Euphemia turned the doorknob, but it wouldnât open.
<b>I came because I donât know when he will return from work.</b>
âWhere did he goâŚâŚ â
A letter bearing Bruteinâs insignia arrived at the mansion.
It wasnât that urgent of a letter that needed to be delivered right away. However, Euphemia took this opportunity to check out the academy she would be working in.
âIf I wait, Iâm sure he will come.â
<b>Today there shouldnât be any lectures.</b>
<b>So, even if there is a delay, it wonât hurt to wait a little.</b>
With that thought in mind, Euphemia began looking around the hallway in front of the door.
There were hardly any people loitering around, so she thought it was fortunate that they didnât notice anything.
âIt hurtsâŚâŚâ
Was it because I chose to walk instead of riding a carriage in order to learn the geography of the Imperial Capital?
Euphemia stretched her hand out and stroked her waist due to the throbbing pain.
In fact, looking back on the memories of last night, it would be the lower abdomen that should hurt, not the lower back.
Euphemia, who secretly placed her left hand on her belly as her golden eyes blinked, lowered her right hand that was stroking her waist.
âThisâŚâŚ â
Then she took her hand off and examined the distance between her two hands, trying to measure the length from the entrance to her vulva to the position of her uterus.
She had a disgusted look on his face.
She has never seen another manâs thing, but she intuitively realized that his shaft was rough and wasnât ordinary.
<b>Just like his cold-hearted and cruel self, his thing is also violent.</b>
ââŚâŚâ
Of course, itâs ridiculous to be surprised now.
â Creak!
ââŚâŚ!â
Euphemia, who hurriedly lowered her hands, flinched as she saw a woman walking out of Room 403, next to Room 404. She grabbed the hem of her skirt and gave her an elegant greeting, courtesy of an aristocrat.
âYou areâŚâŚâ
âMy name is Euphemia El Lauren Louerg.â
The fact that she did not introduce herself as Ferzenâs wife was her own pride.
ââŚâŚ â
ââŚâŚ â
Silence lingered.
If someone has revealed their name, itâs common courtesy for the other party to do the same.
The woman who walked out of Room 403 didnât do that. Instead, she glanced at her unpleasantly, as if to scorn her.
âExcuse me.â
âPardon?â
âI donât know if youâre trying to show off that theyâre a passionate couple, but if you do intend to hide it, isnât it better to cover it properly?â
When the woman pointed to her nape, Euphemia was taken aback and began to adjust her loosely untied clothes.
She was sweating a little after a long walk, so she made sure that there were hardly any people so she could cool off for a while. As such, she untied the knot that fastened the collar.
âReally, he has no mannersâŚâŚâ
Even if it wasnât the nape, itâs inconsiderate to engrave a mark in an area thatâs naturally exposed. Euphemia blushed as she cursed Ferzen, who wasnât present, inwardly.
âI feel sorry for you.â
âPardon?â
âIâm aware that Louerg is a poor territory, but I wonder if there was really a need to seduce such a man.â
ââŚâŚ â
That has never happened.
In the first place, she was coerced into the marriage.
However, from a third personâs point of view, it wouldnât be the case.
Even when she thought about it herself, she couldnât believe that the Bruteins would come up to the Louerg and force a marriage by threatening to wage a territorial war.
âThatâs right.â
But apart from that, she knew that the woman in front of her was speaking with clear contemptâŚâŚ
âI have only met him once, but I didnât know that he would come all the way from Brutein to Louerg to take me as his wife.â
Rather than denying it, Euphemia clearly affirmed it by adding a little more spice.
<b>Perhaps itâs a woman from a noble family, who loved him deeply based on his outer appearance without knowing his true face.</b>
Therefore, even if she protested, it wouldnât work, so she thought it would be better to scratch her wounds this way.
â Wriggle.
In fact, Yuriel frowned and raised her brim hat slightly.
She tried to utter a retortâŚâŚ
âEuphemia.â
Unfortunately, upon hearing the familiar voice of a man coming from behind, she couldnât dare to do so.
âWhy did you come here?â
Ferzen passed her by, treating as if she had never stood there to begin with
âThisâŚâŚâ
âIs this a letter from my brother?â
âIt isnât really urgent.â
âIs that so? Letâs go in for now.â
Opening the door to the Professorâs office with the key, he gently placed his hand on his wifeâs waist and led her inside.
â Slam!
As soon as the door was slammed shut, Yuriel, who was left alone in the hallway, expressed her annoyance and discontent with all sorts of expressions. Soon afterwards she turned her back swiftly and went down the stairs.
ââŚâŚ â
Itâs time for the lecture.
<b>For some reason, I feel like if I opened my mouth, I would only spat out sharp words. So I think it will be better to slow down the pace of the lecture and give them a couple of new assignments to finish.</b>