: Clap!
As the king of ghouls had taught me, I touched the wall behind the pillar, and with the sound of the machinery moving, the space hidden inside was revealed.
Seeing this, Lee Han suddenly became anxious.
âCouldnât it be bones again?â
Come to think of it, the concept of the Undeadâs treasure could have been a little different.
Heâs still the king, but a few jewelsâ¦
âJunior!!!!â
Ogoldos, who entered first, shouted with a voice full of joy. Lee Han asked excitedly.
âWhat do you have?â
âBone! bone!!! Bone!!!!â
ââ¦â¦â
Lee Han was serious for the first time in a while.
* * *
âDonât you know what a treasure is?â
Are you sure you donât know what that bone is? How dare you dareâ¦
The king of ghouls was enraged by Lee Hanâs attitude.
What a shameless attitude to show you the treasure youâve been hiding.
âThose bones are treasures for warlocks, not for me.â
gibberish! You must be a warlockâ¦
Lee Han summoned the lightning element and compressed it, but failed again and threw it at the king of ghouls.
That was not enough, so I pulled out the morning star as well.
âLook at this. Do I still look like a warlock? I mean, remember the last time we fought.â
â¦â¦
In order to get what he wanted, Lee Han could have insisted as much as he wanted.
And from the position of the king of ghouls, there was no choice but to be shaken.
If you think about the last time Lee Han fought, he wasnât a typical warlock.
âIf you want to trust each other! Shouldnât you come up with the right thing!â
Lee Han harshly reprimanded the shaking ghoul king. It was like a professor reprimanding a student for not doing his homework properly.
Ogoldos looked at him like a madman.
âWhat are you doingâ¦!â
During the black magic lecture, I learned a lot about âthings to be aware of when dealing with undead beings from other dimensionsâ, but I had never seen anything like that.
â¦Wait. because iâm thinking
âArenât you trying to hide the treasure you have now?â
to shut up As a king, do you think you remember all the treasures of the palace?
The king of ghouls, annoyed at the frantic concentration, fired at him.
âDonât you remember everything?â
Lee Han was surprised.
If Lee Han were the king, he would have memorized the entire list of treasuresâ¦
One thing came to mind.
âalso! I believed.â
But before that, swear on your honor.
Originally, they wanted to be bound by a proper contract, but now that they were separated by a magic circle, the only thing they could trust was each otherâs words.
I promise to open the magic circle without arguing anymore!
The king of ghouls had no intention of keeping his promise himself, but he had no idea that the other party would break it.
It was because he believed that only he was vicious and despicable.
However, a being more despicable than the king of ghouls was right in front of him.
âof course. I swear.â
â¦Thereâs one more hidden warehouse on the other side.
âDo the undead have a habit of building warehouses around them?â
How many secret warehouses were set up in the space where the throne is located?
I could very well feel how much I couldnât trust my subordinates.
ââ¦?â
As the king of ghouls told him to do, Lee Han, who revealed the hidden storage, hesitated.
A huge door, never seen before, was guarding the warehouse.
The metal door engraved with a unique pattern exudes strange magical power no matter what material it was made of.
Ogoldos next to him groaned.
âIt must be difficult.â
When people without experience often think of exploring dungeons or ruins, they think of a skilled technician (suspiciously friendly with the thievesâ guild, but not a thief) skillfully unlocking locked doors and dismantling devices.
But most explorations have not gone so smoothly.
Usually a locked door or device was much stronger than the skill of the person unlocking it, and most had to be turned around or evaded.
âhey. King of Ghouls! How did this happen?â
I made it clear Itâs just that you canât open it. Originally, that door is a door that opens only when my power dwells in it.
The ghoul king said patiently, lest his cunning leak out.
In fact, the door to that warehouse was made by the best undead sculptors and blacksmiths in the realm under the orders of the ghoul king.
A door made by collecting and mixing eight metals, feeding them with the blood of thirteen races, and tempering them with six-dimensional flames.
Since it was a masterpiece completed during the heyday of the kingdom, it was not a door that would be opened by a few wizards working hard.
I will open the door if you let me out.
âRight. i get it. Try hard to open it.â
Didnât you swear that you would open it up without any more faults!
âThatâs when I got hold of the treasure.â
Lee Han ignored it.
Even if I had it in my hands, I wasnât going to protect it, but since I couldnât get it, I had no intention of pretending to listen.
The ghoul king swears at him from behind, but it didnât reach Lee Hanâs ears.
âsenior. Letâs move aside for a moment.â
Lee Han let Ogoldos out of the way and then poured out his magic.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwam!
From water octane to arrows with superimposed strengthening magic.
Despite the maximum amount of firepower, the door was not even scratched.
âWouldnât it be better to give up on this and just wait?â
âhmm. I canât help it⦠Hold on. senior. Take a look over here.â
Lee Han pointed at the huge bedrock next to the door guarding the warehouse.
A suoctan that had just missed had left a small mark on the huge rock.
âShall we pierce this way?â
ââ¦Are you serious?!â
Ogoldos was bewildered.
It was a structure that came out right after opening the door, but I had no idea how far I had to go round to bypass the bedrock next to it.
âYou have nothing to do anyway.â
ââ¦Thatâs trueâ¦â
Ogoldos thought to himself when he saw the junior trying to break through the bedrock because he couldnât penetrate the door.
âIt must be really popular if I go to the punishment room.â
It was a talent that other students confined to the punishment room would try to recruit while swallowing their mouths.
* * *
âYou say that now!â
When Professor Garcia roared, Professor Mortum shrank.
âIf there are ruins like that in a dangerous place, we should send the students out first!â
âThat⦠thatâs a bit overprotectiveâ¦â
The saying that itâs scary when someone who doesnât normally get angry gets angry was a perfect fit for Professor Garcia.
Professor Mortum couldnât meet Professor Garciaâs eyes and crawled.
âBesides, why did you take a first year student to the undead dimension!â
âThat⦠that⦠I thought it would be okay since I dealt with the King of Frost Giants as well.â
ââ¦â¦â
Professor Garcia, who was angry at this, was speechless for a moment.
Seeing this as an opportunity, Professor Mortum quickly sent a request for help to Headmaster Skeleton.
âGonadaltes. please help Isnât there anything good about making students cheap? A good wizard must overcome hardshipsâ¦â
Since the Skull Principal usually tries to force the students into crisis, Professor Mortum knew that the Skeleton Principal would take his side.
There is no point in protecting students.
Throw in a crisis to increase your magic skills.
Wasnât this the argument that the usual Headmaster Skeleton insisted on?
However, the skeleton principal refused coldly.
No matter how much, taking a first year student into the undead dimension was a bit harsh.
â!??!â
Professor Mortum looked at the skeleton principal with eyes full of betrayal.
I could understand Professor Garciaâs anger. Because he was originally a person who cared for his disciples.
However, what the skeleton principal did was very pretentious.
âIsnât that too much!â
Itâs you who took a first-year student with you. donât you have any idea? Thatâs why the number of students who want to learn black magic is gradually decreasing.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Headmaster Skeleton coldly cut off Professor Mortum.
It was a situation that had been warned by the Emperor of the Empire. Even though he couldnât be stopped in such a situation, Professor Mortum, who had an accident like that, couldnât look nice.
It was best to blame Professor Mortum rather than taking sides with the emperor.
âLetâs see!â
Professor Mortum gritted his teeth at his respected teacherâs betrayal.
Even if he asked for useful Undead later, he would never give them up.
So⦠is that all there is to it? You cleaned things up better than I thought.
The Skeleton Principal floated around and looked around.
In fact, Professor Mortum made the best choice.
When Lee Han and Ogoldos went missing inside the palace, he took the remaining disciples outside and went on a search alone with the undead.
If I had found it so well, other professors would have said âYouâre greatâ, but unfortunately the reality was different.
Because the palace was protected by powerful magic, the search took a lot of time.
When the start date came, Professor Mortum swallowed his tears and sent a message to the skeleton principal, who passed it on to other professors
⦠will be.
I was thinking of getting rid of the other adventurers. Why do knights have this kind of head? maybe you
âno.â
Then I wonât praise you. Call the knights. I need to give you some praise.
ââ¦â¦â
It was good to minimize the variables to break through the defense of the profound ruins inside the dimensional gate.
If there were adventurers roaming about pretending that the road to another dimension had opened, I tried to chase them down by catching and swallowing them all, but the knights had already done it.
Headmaster Skeleton was quite impressed.
The knights accepted the headmasterâs praise with the utmost courtesy.
Professors are allowed to joke with the Headmaster Skeleton, but knights could never do that.
If he did that to Lord Gonadaltes, the infamous archmage of the empire, he could have turned into a frog and spent his life locked up in a cage.
âthank you. Lord Gonadaltes!â
okay. do that in the future
âUh⦠but the adventurers keep asking me to release them, so what should I do?â
to keep it locked up. Thereâs nothing good about letting the noisy adventurers loose.
Skeleton Principal said plainly.
I had to focus on breaking through the dimensional ruins from now on, but I didnât want to release the annoying adventurers.
How annoying would it be if they let them go and sneak in again?
Professor Garcia asked cautiously.
âWould you like to protest?â
let me do it if you want to fall behind
Headmaster Skeleton ignored it as if he would no longer care about such trifles.
Itâs important to find disciples, whatâs so important about being locked up for a few more weeks, adventurers?
You should be full anywayâ¦
Of course, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky for the confined anti-magicists.
-no! Why canât you let go! Is it okay to be an Imperial Knight like this!?
â Under the laws of the Empire, I have the right to be protected! Call the Administrator!
* * *
Day.
âHow far has it been?â
I found about half the rules.
âFortunately, the.â
Professor Mortum answered with relief.
Even in his old age, the teacher was always a reliable presence in front of his pupil.
Two days.
âHow far has it been?â
There are some pitfalls in the rules.
âOhâ¦â
âItâs really unfortunate.â
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As Professor Garcia was sitting next to him, the skeleton principal was about to say something.
three days.
âHow far has it been?â
I removed the defensive magic and strengthened the palace so that it would not collapse⦠wait. Why do you guys keep growing?
Headmaster Skeleton was shocked at the increasing number of professors in the village.
Semester has already started, so who is going to lecture?
âI heard about it for a while.â
Professor Garciaâs gone⦠I donât think other professors would be so sincere. Do I really need to take the evaluation seriously? The professors who abandoned the lecture should return immediately.
The professors grumbled and rose from their seats at the shameful threat of the skeleton headmaster.
But there were also people who didnât.
Headmaster Skeleton looked at Professor Voladi and said as if he was dumbfounded.
â¦Professor Bagreck. Hurry back before hanging upside down and kicking them out.
â??â
Why are you bewildered? I am the one to be bewildered!