Chapter 435 141 - The meaning of obligation (part 5)

Chapter 435 141 - The meaning of obligation (part 5)

"I want to have three kids, but they would need to be triplets because I witnessed the delivery firsthand more times than I wanted and I am not willing to go through it on three separate occasions. Also, I like cuddles the most so I will be clingy as hell when we will be together."
Aspakeony smiled and shrugged her shoulders lightheartedly.
"Cool, I would like to have a big family, the bigger the better, and I am also the clingy type - but I do not understand why we started talking about our hopes for the future. I will ask the questions now, okay?"
"...okay..."
Zoemi responded with an innocent smile as Apakeony's point shot right over his head and fell flat somewhere behind him, causing the scruffy gray-haired girl to become sulky and nod while pouting.
"Why didn't the presence possess you when she wanted to gain access to the Academy?"
"Simple - my mana is spread out through all of my corpse puppets, I do not possess enough of it in any single body, even this original one, to contain such powerful being as the presence. I would die if she tried to do that."
The black-haired boy asked and received an instantaneous answer.
"Oh. Then maybe getting stronger wasn't such a great idea after all..."
Zoemi frowned and muttered to himself in realization.
"And the other one?"
The gray-haired necromancer tilted her head and encouraged him with a wave.
"What is the obligation that the nobles have towards the crown?"
"Not exactly all nobles - sages."
He asked and Aspakeony corrected him right from the start, so he closed his mouth and started listening.
"It has to do with something that Bellcephora said the last time she showed up. In her own words, when new sages would show up and showcase their strength to the world to see, they must offer their service to the crown immediately and help out with any dire situation threatening the kingdom, or she would deal with them accordingly."
The girl answered that question as easily as she did the first one.
"That's it? What would... ah..."
Zoemi raised his brow doubtful over the fact that such a simple that would work against people like Vanterl or Ghosts of Bellcephora - until he realized that the obligation didn't actually apply to them.
"No - don't you even go with that cheeky reaction. I said that she created the deadliest artifact, well, she is also the original creator of the spell-blocking bracelets. And guess what, although nowadays no one can recreate them, she is watching over the vein of the crystal that is required for making new ones. Even our genius royal magician and all the Atreterve's magic engineers can't do that, but she can. Now you know why she is so dangerous? Things were and still are completely serious despite all the time that passed. Not to mention that it is actually possible to meet Bellcephora and ask her about it yourself, she isn't hiding, and she wiped out the last group that the royal family tried to put in front of her abode to guard her."
Aspakeony explained, putting a lot of importance on not going against the proxy of the presence.
"She wiped out a group that was supposed to guard her? Yeah... I don't think I will try to chat with her without a dire reason to."
Zoemi shook his head, taken aback.
"Ha! Well, your loss. Bellcephora never attacks anyone who is related to her. This means that you would be able to actually go and chat with her freely since as the real member of the Banemor family you do share a bloodline with the Bellcephora family."
The necromancer pointed out and slumped to the side, falling onto her plushies and pillows as she said everything she wanted.
"If that's all then come join me here again. Since we're both clingy we can help each other out."
She said reaching her arms out toward the black-haired boy.
"(Master, you aren't going to the lectures today?)"
"(The sentinel in charge of miss healer asks if you don't want breakfast, master!)"
"Wha...?! It's that late already?!"
Before he could actually think about her offer, both of his sentinels called out innocently, causing him to flinch, straighten his back, and gasp in shock.
The headmaster's office didn't have windows whatsoever so it was impossible to judge the time of the day from the level of brightness outside, but there sure was an even better and more accurate way of doing so.
That being a large clock by the wall.
And indeed, its hands were very much confirming the worries coming from the boy's sentinels.
Zoemi most certainly spent far too much time cuddling up with the attractive necromancer while trying to interrogate her about the subjects that interested him.
"Sorry, Aspy, I already overstayed my welcome. Thanks for your hospitality, I will hold off on visiting the progenitor of the Bellcephora family. I need to go now. I might be posing as the bad guy, but I don't want to make my friends worry about me and I didn't tell anyone where I'm going. Bye!"
The black-haired boy bowed to the gray-haired girl apologetically and rushed to the door, not forgetting about the crystal cane that he had left on the floor by the drawer.
"You didn't overstay or anything! Don't you remember who actually runs this place? I can excuse any tardiness and whatnot, you hear?! Hey?! Don't go yet!"
Aspakeony stood up and called out after Zoemi, but the boy was already walking out of the door after waving her goodbye.
*click*
"...at least give ma a goodbye kiss or something..."
The door locked after the black-haired boy left the room, and the gray-haired girl plopped back into her drawer and framed to herself in disappointment.
"...I hate that she knew exactly how I will start feeling about him..."
She sighed to herself staring at the ceiling while grabbing half a dozen of her plushies and hugging them all for comfort.
"...little princess, I really do hope that your game will have a happy ending..."
Aspakeony muttered and rolled over to the side.