Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 141 Black Sister

At the core of the maze where bones were scattered all over the ground, Ritas looked up at the trapped black nun, then reached out and touched the white disc.

The black nun, who at first looked ashen and barely breathing, gradually raised her eyes, with a strange look in her eyes.

Pop, pop, pop.

In the quiet silence, the sound of applause echoed leisurely in the land of bones.

"In any case, you deserve praise for coming before me. Professor Ritas Berengrom Elson."

Following a haughty voice, some bones rose from the pile of bones, formed a human shape, stood up slowly, walked to the bone throne and sat down.

"Who are you?"

Ritas blinked and asked the undead.

"Oh, I am sorry for the rudeness. Now that I think about it, I really didn't introduce myself. 'The Trickery Society'. Although this is a rather secretive name, I'm sure Professor Elson is very familiar with it. As one of the 'Eight Disasters' at the top of the Trickery Society, I am one of them, the 'Corpse Disaster'."

Ritas listened to the words of the undead who called himself "Corpse Disaster" and blinked a few times naturally.

Although Ritas already knew the identity of his opponent through the information from the Goddess of Bath, he was relieved to get the other party's personal admission.

Not that he’s questioning the Bathing Goddess, but as we all know, the Bathing Goddess is after all a bit, um, “Bathing Goddess”.

"'Corpse'."

"Hehe, Professor Elson is very calm. He doesn't look like he has been attacked by the 'terror disaster' or the 'disease disaster' at all."

As Corpse Disaster said this, he changed his sitting position and crossed his legs.
"But don't worry, just like Professor Elson is not one of those barbaric adventurers. I am also fundamentally different from the other 'Eight Disasters'. Although it was a long time ago, I was also a great wizard and researcher recognized by the academic community. Therefore, I also hope that our first meeting can be similar to an academic exchange."

"is it?"

Ritas said this without comment, and began to straighten his collar, sleeves and other things, as if to emphasize that he was a decent person.

If it weren't for the corpse plague, which frequently attacked Ritas with the undead and chased him in the black maze for so many days, he might have tried to trust the other party's words.

"What do you mean? Professor Elson, are you trying to say that I don't look like a scholar?"

In response to Ritas's reaction, the corpse disaster seemed to think that he was being questioned, and his tone completely changed.
"That's because of the pedantry of the magic community! Their stupidity is incapable of understanding my 'eternity', so I abandon them!"

The corpse roared angrily, as if it was offended or its tail was stepped on.

".I am not interested in your affairs. If it can be resolved through negotiation, that would be great. I only need our leader, Sister Black."

Ritas said this with an expression as if he was attracted by the most precious thing in the world, gazing at the black nun hanging in the air not far away.

In the Land of Bones, Ritas continued to confront the undead possessed by the corpse plague.

As the two were talking, black mist began to fill the entire space.

When he "came to his senses", Ritas "discovered" that he could no longer use magic.

Frowning and staring at his right hand that was unable to gather magic particles, Ritas questioned the corpse disaster in a voice that was clearly shaken.

"What does this mean? It's a disagreement between academic researchers, but it still needs to be resolved in a barbaric way like fighting?"

It seemed that Ritas wanted to escape from the land of bones, but with a roar, the passage he came from was completely blocked by a large number of bones rising from the ground.

"Hehe. Academic mages have this problem. Do you think you can negotiate with me? You are only qualified to negotiate when we are equal. Right now, all you can do is accept my proposal unconditionally."

While Corpse Disaster was talking, Ritas threw out a page of magic book that recorded purification magic. Although the undead on the bone throne was evaporated instantly, the voice of Corpse Disaster did not dissipate.

"Save your energy, Professor Elson, and don't waste precious resources."

The undead that was reunited from the pile of bones on the ground sat on the throne again.

"And, if you must, you should thank me, Professor Elson."

The corpse uttered a sinister laugh.
"Since your fate is destined to be controlled by others, then compared to the woman over there, you can maximize your talents and wisdom when you are controlled by me."

Looking at the confused look on Ritas's face, Corpse Disaster left Ritas alone for a moment before speaking again.

"You really haven't noticed that you have become a slave to that worthless woman over there."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Faced with Ritas's anger, the Corpse Disaster became even more proud.

"Her essence is just an ordinary person who was lucky enough to pick up some mysterious things that do not belong to her and that she cannot control. She has no talent, no power, nothing. Yet, even though she is like this, she was able to establish an elite adventure group in a short period of time, and even include you in it. Have you never felt strange about this?"

After hearing what the corpse disaster said, Ritas was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Think about it carefully. What kind of connection could you have with her? How many times have you met her? And with such a small relationship, you would go into danger regardless of everything to save her and her companions in the adventure group, whose names you probably can't even remember. Why on earth is that!"

The words of the Corpse Disaster were like a heavy hammer hitting Ritas.

Ritas began to waver, and while thinking, he couldn't help but hold one of his temples with his hand.

Unconsciously, the disc in his hand slipped to the ground. As the bones on the ground surged, a row of arms emerged from the ground, picked up the disc, and passed it to the throne.

When the Corpse Disaster reached out to pick up the disc, a magic book page flew over and turned the Corpse Disaster's possessed undead into ashes again.

"Give it back. The things that Sister Black entrusted to me are not something you can touch. And don't try to shake my will. I know very well that I am not influenced by any external force. I am doing these actions completely in accordance with my own principles and desires."

As he spoke, Ritas seemed to want to go forward and take back the disc. But as soon as he took a step, his ankle was firmly grasped by an arm that emerged from the ground.

"It seems that this is a serious case. I didn't expect that even the students of the 'Tree Witch' could not resist the power of this item. How do you use this thing?"

After taking the disc in his hand, looking it up and down and fiddling with the white blade connected to it for a while, the Corpse Disaster looked in the direction of the Black Sister and asked.

The Black Nun did not give any response.

"At this point, what else do you rely on, Sister Black? The strongest person you enslaved is as powerless as a child in front of me. Are you counting on the eldest daughter of the lord's family? I admit that the adventurers she instigated did cause me some trouble. But it was just a little bit."

The corpse shook his head, looked at Ritas who was still struggling after being pressed to the ground by the arms that emerged from the ground, and then looked at the black nun who was still holding on but had a desperate look on her face. "I really can't help it. In order to let you thoroughly understand how much difference there is between your level and mine, I will let you see it for yourself!"

As the Corpse Disaster made its bold statement, the black fog in the Land of Bones began to surge, and the entire black maze began to shake violently.

"This is the power that can be called a disaster!"

The roar coming from the entire maze was a hurricane that swept up all the bones in the land of bones.

The ritual magic circle that covered the entire black maze began to operate under the control of the corpse disaster.

The dead maze, which could no longer replenish its power, had its last value squeezed out in an instant.

In the storm, huge figures began to gather at the core of the maze.

"You should have at least heard of the maze leader. That's right, this is the scene when the maze leader is born. Moreover, this is not an ordinary maze leader. It's 'Helian'!"

"Things change all the time. Helian, once hailed as a legendary hero and a perfect adventurer, has now become a mere fantasy. Even this 'Helian Tomb' has become an abandoned maze."

"But it is precisely because of this that I have the opportunity to obtain such a powerful undead spirit."

"Show your true self, Helian! Let them understand why your existence was erased and why your deeds will not be correctly passed down."

"Join me in becoming a true disaster and wreak havoc on those tiny 'humans'!"

Amid the roars of the corpse plague, "Helian" who was resurrected by the necromancy ritual quickly took shape.

Perhaps because of the limited power of the Corpse Disaster and the Black Labyrinth, Helian's figure was only about one-fifth complete. Even so, the scene in front of him made Ritas look solemn.

The silhouette of only the chest, head and one front paw was already as huge and majestic as a hill.

Helian's figure is majestic and terrifying, exuding the aura of destruction and ruin, just like a giant black dragon.

The giant dragon's form only lasted for less than ten seconds before its entire body turned into bones.

Even though only the skeleton was left, the roar of the bone dragon Helian was still earth-shaking.

The roar from hell resounded for a long time, and then gradually turned into the sound of corpses.

"My family, made up of countless bones, can barely temporarily replace my body and become my shelter."

Suddenly, Corpse Disaster controlled the bone dragon's only claw and pressed it in the direction of Ritas and the Black Sister.

The light that seemed to be slowly falling from the sky suddenly stopped when it was about to touch the two of them.

"Now, do you understand? It is your honor to transform into a dead spirit under my guidance and spread the true 'eternity' to this world with me."

So, this is the truth about "Helian"?

Once upon a time, a giant dragon transformed into a human form and traveled around Lily of the Valley Town as an adventurer. And then, it eventually died on this land?

I always feel like something is wrong.

Under the shadow that was simply death and destruction transformed into reality, all kinds of things about "Helian" flashed quickly through Ritas's mind.

Now, he has collected too much information about this extremely common name in Lily of the Valley Town. However, this information still cannot be twisted together in a reasonable way.

Moreover, compared to worrying about Helian's affairs, he has more urgent things to do now.

“I didn’t expect it to be this way.”

The corpse disaster, which already had many flaws, naturally revealed more flaws when it revived the bone dragon.

As the bone cross that had previously bound the Black Nun was sucked away and turned into part of the bone dragon, Ritas finally had the opportunity to get close to the Black Nun who had fallen to the ground.

"'Professor of Magic'."

The weak black nun lay on the ground, looking at the strange figure in front of her, and only said the word that impressed her most from the information she saw in the white blade.

"I know you have a lot of things you want to say and ask. But not now."

While Ritas was speaking, he threw a bottle of potion to the black nun with his left hand, raised his right hand to shoulder level and clenched his fist.

Following Ritas's move, five faintly fluorescent threads appeared in the air, with a white disc at the other end. When the bone dragon was formed, the white disc that was brought along with the undead flew quickly back to Ritas's hands along the fluorescent threads.

“Can you open it?”

"Let me try"

The Black Nun who had just drunk the potion was obviously in much better condition. But the Black Nun knew that this was not a good sign, it was probably something that overdrew her body.

However, this was an emergency and she had no choice.

After many days, the black sister felt mixed emotions when she touched the white blade again.

Without a second to feel sad, the black nun pressed her palm against the blade. Immediately, complex patterns emitting blue light appeared on the blade, and the shape began to surround the black nun's palm and became curved.

The next moment, as the white blade deformed, the white disc and white blade, which had been entangled for many days, finally separated.

"Why can you use magic!?"

The Corpse Disaster controlled the bone dragon to open its huge mouth, and a beat late let out a roar that accelerated the collapse of the maze.

“Use it to protect the vital parts of your body”

Ritas ignored the corpse disaster and continued to instruct the black nun. Then, he took out a few pages of magic books from his waist bag and activated the magic circle according to the pattern drawn on the disc.

In an instant, a dazzling white light emerged with the white disk as the center.

Teleporting magic circle!

The corpse disaster realized what Ritas was doing almost immediately. It didn't care about controlling Ritas, the black nun and the like. It just impatiently pressed its huge bone claws towards where the two were.

boom!
The huge blow filled with anger instantly caused a large area of dust and smoke to rise.
(End of this chapter)