AKUMAS

AKUMAS
Episode - 2 The Uncultured Is Scary



The Magic and Power Babylon Academy had the most land in the Lancelot Empire, and had the highest reputation within the empire. It was also one of the most important training institutions for magicians and imperial knights.


The academy was then divided into several departments, consisting of light, dark, fire, water, wind, earth, thunder, summoning, and space. Each department has its own classroom building, library, laboratory, training field, and residential district as if they were a small town.


Bryan was a slave to major necromancy, which was a subcategory of the black sciences department. Because necromancy majors have to work with skeletons, zombies, and the like, as well as the fact that these majors have fallen off the radar over the years, it's not just the most unpopular majors, either, but also the weakest. Even other black magic students mock the necromancy department and do not want to form a team with necromancy students.


Bryan was among the weakest and most hated majors in his six years in charge of the academy. In addition, his special tasks for transporting corpses and skeletons .. he had experienced the end of cold eye and shoulder rolls. Every day is hell for him.


Han Shuo followed Bryan's memories and arrived at a small road in the mountains located behind the academy. He entered through a small gate reserved exclusively for slaves returning in the middle of the night.


The other students had already slept for a long time, because it was midnight. Since Han Shuo took the secluded path, he did not meet anyone on the way back. He observed his surroundings and noted that the architectural style of the Babylonian Academy was similar to that of some western European countries on earth.


He eventually walked back to the area designated major necromancy with some effort. Bryan lives in a warehouse, a place that fits his position.


The warehouse was full of random items, with most of the discarded trash or materials left over from the experiment.


Most of these items await Bryan's organization and disposal. The Necromancy disciples often threw their unwanted ones through the window of the warehouse for Bryan to guard.


The storehouse was not too big to start with. Excluding all the random nonsense, the only other thing present was a small wooden bed. Even these beds were sometimes covered by piles of trash, as the students never noticed where they threw away their unwanted items.


The first thing Bryan does every time he finishes his work late at night is clean up the trash in his bed. He had to throw it away before anyone woke up the next morning and then turn his attention to the others.


When Han Shuo took his residence, which resembled a trash can more than anything else, his eyes were misty and he felt a deep sense of sympathy for the poor young man. How could he survive those six years!


The air in the warehouse was rotten beyond belief, even opening the windows had a very small effect, as the smell was expelled by the mountain of trash. There were more items piling up on the small bed. It seems that some people continue the habit of throwing garbage here even after Bryan's death.


As Han Shuo shuffled his legs, he felt that even taking a few steps was a difficult task (the land was covered with abandoned trash). He finally reached the bed and was about to clean it up, just like Bryan always did.


But, Han Shuo was not Bryan. When he was halfway through, Han Shuo felt an outburst of anger. At first, this anger was only half-hearted, but the magical yuan in his body reacted to the anger and started moving quickly, feeding his anger.


Finally, Han Shuo suddenly stopped his movements and loudly denounced, “I am not Bryan! I won't stand for this! Bryan oh Bryan, since I've occupied your body, let me help you punish that Lisa! ”


Han Shuo did not realize that according to his true personality, he would never act impulsively on his mind, even if he wanted to. He only had the desire to think evil thoughts, but did not have the courage to take action.


He walked out of the barn and turned to the female residence. In the silence of the night, he quietly walked towards the lively district. Bryan often cleans up here and is thus quite familiar with the area. Of course, he also knew where Lisa lived.


Necromancy majors have far fewer students than other majors, and thus each female student has her own room. Each room is spacious inside and has all the necessities they need. It's heaven compared to Bryan's garbage house.


Lisa lives on the second floor, and Han Shuo is unacceptable at night. Fortunately, there was a big tree next to the window. He flattened his body and ran fast upwards like a skinny monkey. He could peek into his window if he tiptoed.


Han Shuo was secretly delighted when he saw that his window was open. He held himself up and peered inside. Little witch Lisa has decorated her room in pink and it actually looks very cute, especially with a furry toy hanging on the wall on the table.


He could not hope to defeat her in a fight, and he knew that. He took a closer look and noticed the pink gauze curtain in one corner of the – room that was supposed to be Lisa's bed.


He pulled a small bottle from his bag and applied blood (usually used in experiments) around the edges of his eyes and mouth. She wrinkled her brown hair after examining her face in the broken mirror (which Bryan took). When he looked into the mirror again, a horrifying face covered with bloodstains looked back.


"Heh heh, if I can't defeat you, then I will scare you!"


Han Shuo was quite satisfied with his current makeup and nodded with a low cackle. When everything was ready, he stepped on a twig and swung himself close to Lisa's window, swaying with a twig. He reached out his bony skinny hand and knocked on Lisa's window.


Don ... Don …


Lisa was fast asleep when she was awakened by the sound of “don don” coming from the window. She groggyly opened the pink gauze curtain and walked barefoot.


The little feet were as white as jade lining the carpet which was also pink in color. Under the peaceful moonlight, the five pink toes on each foot were actually quite adorable.


Lisa is slightly younger than Bryan, and is a young woman from a noble family. Ignoring what she had done to Bryan, Lisa was quite beautiful with a long, soft head, blond hair, 162 cm tall which made her only slightly taller than Bryan, her brows were gently curled, her nose long, and elegant, charming her red lips.


Wearing pink pajamas, Lisa did not seem to be fully awake. After he walked out of the pink bed, he instinctively looked to the source of the voice.


A familiar face covered in blood, traces of frozen blood dripping from his eyes and nose, and a thin body swayed at the window, staring blankly at him with no sign of life.


"That'sghhh …. ”


Horrifying screams filled the hallways of the female living district.


Han Shuo inwardly grinned evilly and thought, I will scare you unconscious this time, if not scare you to death. His expression grew even colder as his mind grew. After a moment of blankly staring forward, he rolled his eyes back and swayed even stronger.


She could no longer see Lisa because she rolled her eyes back. There was suddenly a lack of sound from Lisa after the initial horrorstruck scream and continued through Han Shuo's gradual facial development.


He might faint. Han Shuo thought as the sound of the curse of the necromancy big girls floated in hearing. It was better to leave while he could, otherwise he would be in a wounded world if he was caught.


An excruciating pain spread from the base of his nose just as he was about to reverse the roll of his eyes. Another intense pain emerged from the top of his head, which caused him to fall from the tree. Autumn woke up all her pain and pain and made her see the stars.


The attack hit him like rain shortly afterwards, with a screaming sound as the hit landed, “Bryan, looks like you finally grew a backbone! You escaped death last time, but your brain is rotting instead! I majored in necromancy and spent my days with skeletons and corpses. You idiot tried to scare me by pretending to be a corpse; I've got to actually give it to you. Is the future great magician, Lisa, unable to determine if a person has a soul? ”


Although his body was in pain, his heart felt even more pain. The ignorant Bryan spent six years as a surrogate slave for major necromancy, but did not even take this bit of common sense. This was not the result he had expected for the first time he had gathered his courage to do something bad.


Anecdote? This amazing Necromancy can determine even this? There is definitely some value in it. It seems that I have much to learn if I survive in this world, otherwise the unfortunate events of today will most likely happen again.


As the agony in his body increased, Han Shuo continued to think quickly while howling in pain. The magic of Chu Cang Lan's dark path included the word "devil", while necromancy did not sound like a good path either. What if he practiced in both of these, would there be a conflict between the two or would they – become stronger together?