Laura reflexively came to a stop after hearing a strange noise from the bottom of the stairs.
HuhâŠ? Whatâs that noiseâŠ?
Her body frozen from tension, she intently stared at the staircase.
The unpleasant stench of something rotting clung to her nose.
What appeared on the stair landing wasâ
the half-rotten corpse of a human clad in tattered rags. It wasnât just one, eitherâthere were multiple.
ââ!?â
Lauraâs mind went blank from the all too sudden turn of events.
But this was the academy.
But this was the royal capital.
Why is something so nonsensical standing right there?
Before she could stop and think rationally, shock and sheer revulsion stirred Lauraâs body forward, and she broke out into a frantic sprint.
âŠW-Was that⊠a zombieâŠ? But why?
Zombies were corpse monsters fueled by either magic or the possession of a low-level spirit.
Something that shouldnât have ever been here was now here.
Laura quickly glanced behind her. The zombies, which had just climbed the staircase from before, were pursuing her.
The undead intrinsically chased the living. They mustâve been reacting to the vitality emitting from Lauraâs body.
âŠItâll be fine⊠Zombies are sluggish, so if I just manage to outpace themâŠ
But things wouldnât go so smoothly for her.
Looking back ahead, Laura realized there was something there. It was a walking assemblage of bonesâthe back of a Skeleton.
The Skeleton noticed Laura and turned around.
Its hollow eye-sockets stared at Laura. With stiff, clumsy movements, it attempted to swoop down on her.
However, Laura had already stopped panicking.
âMagic Arrow!â
She pulled out the small wand at her waist and fired a white arrow in one swift motion.
It hit the Skeleton squarely in the head in brilliant fashion. Staggered by the force, it tumbled to the ground, making a shrill noise in the process.
Laura slipped past it and ran.
âŠItâll be fine! Even I can pull this off!
Relieved, Laura kept up the pace and made haste.
I can get through thisâ
is what Laura thought, but the situation was more complex than she had believed.
ââŠHuh?â Laura unconsciously let out a voice and came to a stop.
Thatâs because, from the staircase on the other end sideâshe saw someone unexpected.
ââŠLiz!?â
It was the female student that Laura had become quite close with.
They had started talking more frequently ever since Laura grew distant from Albert. Talking with her was becoming part of her daily routine.
So why was she, of all people, standing there in the dead of the night, amidst all the droves of undead?
Liz paid no heed to Laura as she briskly made her way up to the next floor.
Laura reflexively shouted, âLiz!â
Liz stopped.
Then, she turned her face to Laura.
There was still some distance between them, so Laura couldnât tell for sure, butâ
Her usual, cheerful, and animated facial expression was nowhere to be seen. Both her eyes and mouth were devoid of any emotion.
She was looking right at Laura, yet at the same time, it felt like she wasnât.
âŠW-Whatâs wrong with herâŠ?
Laura hadnât expected Liz to be like this at all, which plunged her into turmoil.
She mustâve lost interest in Laura, as Liz turned back to the stairs and proceeded to make her way up.
Somethingâs up with her, thought Laura. That thought became her driving force, preventing her from abandoning Liz.
âWait, Liz!â
Laura dashed to the staircase Liz was just at.
However, following her proved to be no simple task. A horde of Zombies appeared from thin air, as if they had been following behind Liz all this time.
The Zombie horde approached Laura.
If she didnât repel them, she wouldnât be able to chase after Liz.
âDonât get in the way! Spirit Barrett!â
Laura had already mastered the spell that Firvus taught a little while ago.
She fired Spirit Barrett in rapid succession. The magic bullets split apart and bombarded the zombies one by one.
âŠWas she running away from these ZombiesâŠ? reckoned Laura.
Then again, Laura felt like that didnât explain her strange behavior.
She mowed down the Zombies and hurried up the stairs where Liz disappeared to.
Laura made her way to the floor above and looked down the hallway.
âŠMaybe sheâs on this floorâŠ
Thatâs when it happened.
Clank, clank.
The sound of metal echoed in her ears.
There was no trace of Liz in the hallway, but instead, Laura saw something else. That something was a knight clad in metal armor from the top of its head to its toes.
No, that wasnât right.
Precisely speaking, it was from the collarbone down to its toes.
Thatâs because there was nothing above its collarbone.
An undead knight with no headâ
At that moment, Laura felt a chill go down her spine.
A Dullahan!
Dullahans were high-level undead; they were in a completely different league to Skeletons and Zombies and the like.
âŠNo way⊠There are even Dullahans hereâŠ!
The Dullahan seemed to have no weapons on it, only armor. Nevertheless, its brute strength alone could tear Laura apart like paper.
Laura pointed her wand at the Dullahan. âMagic Arrow!â
A white arrow flew at the Dullahan; however, the moment it hit the Dullahanâs armor, it simply shattered into pieces, fading away like the sparks of a firework.
Itâs no use! Nothingâs effective against it!
A split second later, Laura turned her back to the Dullahan and ran up the stairs to reach the next floor.
Clank, clank, clank!
The Dullahan quickened its pace and chased after Laura. Its footwork was much better than a Zombieâs.
Slowly but surely, it closed in on Laura.
Itâs closeâItâs on the verge of catching up with me!
After running up to the highest floor, she used her momentum and plunged into a nearby classroom.
She shut the door and activated a spell immediately after. âHard Rock!â
Her spell fastened the door shut, solidifying it.
Crash!
The Dullahan, which had been hot on her tail, rammed its body against the door in an attempt to break in.
The door was holding onâbut it was only a matter of time before it caved in.
Panicked, Laura cast Hard Rock on the windows and other doors connected to the hallway.
Thenâ
âLighting!â
With her fingers crossed, she lit a light near a window facing the outside.
In the midst of all this turmoil, the radiance of Lighting by a window could only mean one thing. Someone might notice her distress signal.
Somebody, pleaseâŠ!
Hoping for the best, Laura held her quivering hands together.
â
âMagic Arrow.â
The white arrows flew from my hand, making quick work of the Zombies.
But it would take more than that for this to end.
Upon exiting the dorm and stepping outside, I saw scores of Zombies and Skeletons roaming around the academy grounds.
âThis doesnât look very goodâŠâ
âThough itâs just a bunch of small fry.â Firvus responded in a fed-up voice as he blasted away the undead with his magic. ââŠThese arenât your run-of-the-mill undeadâŠâ
âReally?â
âYeah. Theyâre vanishing after we defeat them, right?â
Thatâs true. Just as Firvus said, the undead became motionless after getting hit by our magic, then faded away like smoke.
âIâm not too well-versed in necromantic magic, but I heard thereâs a way to create undead using only mana, without the use of corpses.â Firvus blew away an undead with his magic. âWell, Iâm just glad we donât have to clean up all these corpses.
I took a look around us and saw instructors here and there fighting with their magic.
âWhere did they all come from?â
ââŠThere should be a magic circle somewhere thatâs summoning or generating them. Although theyâre all low-level undead, thereâs the sheer number of themâweâve got a pretty skilled spellcaster on our hands. Ah, for crying out loud! This is such a pain in the ass!â yelled Firvus, defeating a Skeleton in the process.
Just then, a small-statured someone suddenly jumped in front of us and yelled, âAlbert! Mr. Firvus!â
It was none other than Flin.
She was panting and breathing heavily. She mustâve been in a pretty big hurry.
âA little while ago, I went to the girls dormitory, but Laura wasnât there.â
ââŠLaura?â
Flin nodded in response to me. âThatâs right. The thing is⊠before everything went downhill, I spotted Laura studying at the library,â Flin continued in a grave tone, ââŠshe mightâve gotten wrapped up in all the chaosâŠâ
âThat canât beââ
I looked toward the school building. If she got wrapped up in the chaos and was slow to get away, then fled upstairsâ
My eyes spontaneously shifted upwards.
Then, I noticed something.
âFlin, Mr. Firvus. Thereâs a light on that building over there.â
Spurred on by my voice, the two looked over at where I indicated.
There was a light source by the classroom window. It was the light of the spell Lighting.
That mustâve been a distress signal. The person was asking for help.
âAt the very least, thereâs someone there. Letâs move.â
Firvus began walking.
To make matters worse, there was a good chance that that someone was Laura.