Necromancer want me

Chapter 4 14

Chapter 4

Before dinner, Aurora gave me a short campus tour. I remembered the way to the main student building, the training ground, the hospital and the winery, which, surprisingly, was located on the territory of the Academy. In fact, the time before dinner allowed to show the choice of either the library or the vineyard. I don't know why I chose the second option. It turned out that the winery belongs to a family of gnomes and is one of the attractions of the academy. Several centuries ago, mass poisonings occurred in restaurants and taverns throughout Ainar. Then this family of dwarves created a winery, where it was possible to purchase noble drinks without fear. Meg's grandmother had already told me this story, at that time she was just a young student. At the present time, several dozen elite varieties were offered here for teachers and guests of the academy. And just a few options for low-concentration wines for students. And they were only available on weekends. Near the vineyard we met a familiar dwarf - the head of the hostel. She glanced at me disapprovingly and mumbled, “They won’t have time to drink, they are already drinking.”

And in the dining room we were met by a rumble of voices. And that's not even half of the students, according to Rory, most of them will arrive tomorrow. As Saoirse told me, the academy tries to encourage inter-faculty friendships, so it's rare to find a full group of classmates at the same table in the cafeteria. Quickly standing in line for distribution, we scored full trays of food. I made myself a hell of a perch, a fiery Adjarian salad, a dessert of chocolate ice cream and a compote of wild stink berries. I was a little disappointed when, instead of a noisy company, we went to a lonely guy with glasses.

- Hey Davey, how are your holidays? - The guy Aurora was talking to was glad to see her, but he was in no hurry to hug or kiss her on the cheek.

- Hi, Rory. Very fruitful. He attended several lectures by Master Sharapis in Rabatia, went on an expedition to the Dragon Archipelago, worked in the laboratory on an intercom. What about yours?

Here's the weirdo! Most of my friends visit Rabatia for the luxurious blue sands and warm sea that this island is famous for. Yes, and the guy looks unusual. Himself tall and thin, wearing glasses, slightly hunched. But at the same time, gray eyes are tenacious, eyebrows are apart, and there is a dimple on the chin.

- I'm also fruitful, but more on that later. Meet Chris, she's my new roommate, a first year necromancy student. Davey is a third year Artifact.

The guy looked at me with an interested look, but this look hardly resembled a man's interest in a woman. Rather, he was carried away by my gift.

- Glad to meet you. I have just so many questions accumulated to the necromancer. It’s a pity that most necromancers are not interested in answering them,” the guy sighed sadly and at the same time looked at me hopefully.

-I will be happy to help you.

- At what age does a necromancer usually raise his first dead? How many undead can you put to rest and how much power will you lose in the process? Is it true that if you conceive a child on a ritual table, then the chance that he will have the gift of a necromancer increases by twenty-seven percent? Have you worked with death spells before? Is it true that if you eat the blood of a virgin on an empty stomach, hallucinations begin over time, in which the unicorn begins to threaten?

It’s good that I’ve almost finished eating, otherwise I probably would have choked under the inquisitive gaze of the artifact.

Aurora just nodded knowingly. And I began to answer the questions in order, although only one thought was spinning in my head - where did my parents conceive me?