Necromancer want me

Chapter 5 16

Chapter 5

I greeted the next morning with a smile. Yesterday Aurora and I had a great chat before bed. I learned some things Saoirse didn't mention. For example, about how free intimate relationships are at the Academy. Students can freely visit the rooms of the opposite s*x around the clock, and the teacher only needs to seal the magical bond agreement with the student. Not that this information made me very happy, especially since I am generally a debutante in such matters. But I haven't gossiped about women like that in a long time. Rory admitted that she had a relationship with a certain healer, but did not go into details. I wanted to ask her what she had to say about Agrea Artkilly, but decided not to show her interest. As rich heiresses, my neighbor and I have the privilege of ordering from the dining room directly to the room, which we did today. After saying goodbye to Aurora and sharing my emotions with Ray, I ran to look at the class schedule in the main hall of the academy. By the way, the neighbor quickly found a common language with my pet. It turned out that she had long wanted to get a familiar for herself, but once in her childhood she swore to herself that she would buy it only when she created a unique artifact. I would never have thought, looking at this red-haired curly-haired girl with brown eyes, that she was so principled.

Pushing my way through the dense row of students, I photograph my schedule with my camera. So, my schedule for the next six months looks like this:

Monday:

1. Physical training (together with the militants) - master Jorah.

2. Ethics of necromancy - master Milichios.

3. The history of necromancy - Mr. Onir Lerontinni.

4. Archaeological necromancy theory - the master of the Spheres.

Tuesday:

1. Old Lyrian language - Mrs. Tayana Veres.

2. Descriptive necromancy - master Milichios.

3. Working with curses - Matress Rosemary.

4. General necromancy - master Protogon.

Wednesday:

1. Working with poisons - Matress Rosemary.

2. Pathological anatomy (together with healers) - master Olefr.

3. Ethics of necromancy - master Milichios.

4. Physical training (together with the militants) - master Jorah.

Thursday:

1. Old Lyrian language - Mrs. Tayana Veres.

2. Fundamentals of races - Mr. Onir Lerontinni.

3. Philosophy of necromancy - Mrs. Selena Rutikin.

4. General necromancy - master Protogon.

Friday:

1. Physical training - master Jorah.

2. General necromancy - master Protogon.

3. Archaeological necromancy theory - the master of the Spheres.

4. Working with poisons - Matress Rosemary.

5. Descriptive necromancy - master Milichios.

Sounds good, considering that I'm fluent in Old Lyric. Yes, and with physical training, things are going well with me, I can even sit on the twine. I was surprised that not all teachers have the well-deserved title of master or maitress. For the first time I thought that I underestimated the merits of my father.

On the way to the library, she looked at the students scurrying back and forth with a smile. You can immediately see the difference between the same first-year students like me and senior students. The latter behave much more confidently and solidly. Perhaps even arrogant. It is unlikely that I will be like this when I go to the fourth year.

Well, the queue in the library! It is strange that there is no system for issuing literature without a queue, given the number of artefact students, something would have been invented long ago.

"Watch where you're going, you brat!"

A couple of meters away from me, a tall and curvaceous blonde with a haughty face stood in the way of a plump girl with a large pile of books. It was clear that the girl felt uncomfortable and wanted to run away quickly, but how to do this when they blocked your way? Several students standing in front of me only turned away at the sight of such humiliation. I would like to remain silent, but...

- It seems to me or I heard some kind of screeching. As if a mosquito squeaks somewhere nearby. You don't happen to hear? - I'm talking to a chubby girl. She rolled her eyes and just shook her head.

“How much more trouble are you going to give me this year?” Meanwhile, the bitchy blonde continued.

- Well, again this nasty squeak. I don’t understand anything, and I look directly at the blonde. The lady could not bear this already and turned to me to deal with the impudent student.

- Adeptka, will you pick up books? Yes, yes, no, no, we don’t delay the queue! - the librarian said wearily.

The blonde took the tomes, silently turned to the exit, finally giving me a promising look.

“You shouldn’t have contacted her, thanks, of course, but now you will have problems because of me,” the same girl with a stack of books said sadly.

- Don't worry, as they say "To be afraid of werewolves - do not go into the forest!". Let's get to know each other better. My name is Chris, I'm a necromancer, first year.

- And I'm Leia, a soothsayer, third year, - a new acquaintance smiled shyly from under a long bang.

- And who is that relative of the throated ghoul?

- Glafira Zirilia? Fighter from the third year. Her father, Mr. Anthony Zirilia, an important person, works at the court. Heard about him?

Ha, I heard and saw! One day this gentleman called my father to the palace so that my father would "save his life." And since it was his day off, the pope replied that he would come only if something threatened the king or heirs. The noble gentleman himself had to move in space to our mansion in several jumps. And his mortal wound was a bite from his mistress exactly above the place from which the legs grow. Not that dad told me about this case, just once again peeping. I remember that then for a long time I could not look in the anatomy reference book, and sometimes in a dream even big hairy and talking buttocks came to me. Brrr.

- Leah, will you come to visit me? Let me introduce you to my neighbor. Yesterday we bought some wine, we need to drink it soon before the expiration date is over. Today is the last day off and tomorrow this wine will already be unusable according to the laws of the Academy. Well, you know? Leah winked conspiratorially.

“If only not for a long time,” the soothsayer drawled uncertainly.

Needless to say, two hours later, Leia persuaded us to summon an incubus to each of us?