Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard

Chapter 154

Chapter 154

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Sir Leshach looked at Ian, intrigued.

'I don't know the wizard's skills. But...'

The name Wizard Ian was one his subordinates had told him about.

Sir Leshach didn't even know that a person named Ian existed in the world.

He only gave high marks for the part about helping the Knights of Saint Santiago and Golden Finger Takarion.

However, at this moment, Sir Leshach made a definitive assessment of Ian.

'Ian is clearly a wise wizard.'

The idea of a wise wizard solving riddles was something he had only thought existed in fairy tales from long ago.

But Sir Leshach had to revise his thinking.

Right before his eyes was a wise wizard who seemed to have stepped out of a story.

The only person who knew the full story surrounding Necromancer Maria was Ian alone.

Everyone in the village thought Maria was a murderer.

Sir Leshach had also been assuming as much to some extent.

But Ian had found some new possibility amidst the sea of confusing information.

If it had a reasonable basis...

If Maria claimed innocence, Sir Leshach was willing to agree.

"Wizard Ian. Explain about the 'starved ghost'."

After sending the children away, Ian spoke in a calm voice.

"Just now, I happened to witness Maria being overwhelmed by the mystery of death."

"What did it look like?"

"She was trying to dig up the ground to eat worms."

"..."

"..."

The young baron wore a shocked expression, and even Sir Leshach looked slightly surprised.

"That's certainly not a normal occurrence."

"If an ordinary person had seen Maria, they would have just thought she was crazy."

Ian said impassively.

"Just like the Robert couple thought."

Robert and his wife's faces turned pale.

The young baron pressed the couple.

"Speak! Did you know about Maria's strangeness?"

"W-Well...! We knew she had a big appetite, but..."

A big appetite.

That was also one of the reasons why Robert and his wife hated Maria.

Sometimes she would eat like a demon had possessed her, and it was unbearably irritating.

But Robert and his wife failed to recognize the mystery of death clinging to Maria.

Maria was truly 'possessed'...

"We didn't know it was because of a ghost!"

"That's enough."

Ian glared at Robert and his wife.

Guilty as they were, they couldn't say another word and returned to their original places.

"As I saw, and as Joseph and the Robert couple know... Maria is in a state of being tormented by a 'hungry ghost'."

Joseph nodded reluctantly.

"I acknowledge that... But what of it?"

Thud!

Ian struck the ground with his staff.

"Maria has never properly learned necromancy. She doesn't know how to control the mystery, and instead, she has only shown signs of being overwhelmed by it."

"Ah."

Sir Leshach let out a low exclamation. He understood what Ian was trying to say.

Sir Leshach was also a cleric who had studied scripture and the Maronius language.

He had some knowledge about magic.

"I see. If Maria... got caught up in a mystery by accident..."

Impressive, as expected of an educated man!

Ian grinned and continued Sir Leshach's thought.

"Yes. She wouldn't have had the leisure to harm anyone."

"What nonsense...!"

"If Maria had accidentally possessed a ghoul, rather than killing people, she would have gone looking for rotten meat!"

Pael looked around.

As if searching for an escape route.

"Suddenly saying such a thing... it's quite perplexing and troublesome."

The villagers nodded.

Ian's accusation seemed too outlandish.

"Surely you don't think I'm the murderer just because I witnessed the killing? It's a bad habit to accuse without solid evidence..."

Ian let out a snicker.

Pael's reaction looked exactly like that of a guilty bastard.

"You know what, Pael? In detective novels, when the detective points out the real culprit, the criminals always say this. 'Do you have evidence?'"

"... What novels?"

Ian lamented the wretched medieval reading level.

Read some books in the library once in a while, damn it!

Even though there's no library, no books, and no knowledge to read...!!!

"As you said, one reason I think you're the culprit is that you're the only witness."

Pael immediately put on an aggrieved expression.

"If you suspect me just because I reported it..."

"I'm suspicious because you reported it. Listen carefully. If Maria didn't possess the ghoul. Who controlled it?"

"..."

"At the scene, there was only Maria, Eric, and you. Eric is dead, and Maria was unconscious. That only leaves you, doesn't it?"

Scratching his head, Pael said.

"A hidden necromancer could have..."

"That's even stranger. A passing necromancer attacks a villager with a ghoul out of boredom? And it happens to be a boy Maria was close to?"

The vagueness of the motive.

When Ian pointed that out, Pael immediately retorted.

"It could have been a weird necromancer! Wizards are eccentric by nature, after all!"

The residents nodded.

Even Sir Leshach seemed to agree.

Ian's pure and innocent heart was about to be wounded.

This is wizard hatred! Discrimination!

The reality that such words were persuasive was depressingly bitter...

"No. You had a motive to kill Maria's boyfriend candidate."

"Oh ho. Me? Do you really think so?"

... This bastard.

He's not even trying to hide it anymore?

At Pael's brazen response, Ian spat out.

"You wanted Maria, didn't you?"

At that, Pael burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Just like a wizard, you're talking nonsense! You're saying I killed Eric to have Maria for myself? Learning necromancy and preparing a ghoul?"

"..."

"Wizard. I don't... sense any mystery of death from Pael."

Joseph whispered as if giving advice.

You're saying this knowing that, right?

Of course, Ian knew that too.

"No. There’s no need for that. He was a necromancer from the start."

Pael's parents and acquaintances were startled.

Our child... was a necromancer from the beginning?!

Pael sneered at Ian.

"What are you saying now..."

But Ian cut off Pael's words.

"'You' were originally a necromancer. Nameless wizard."

"...!"

Ian's target was clear.

Not Pael, but the wizard hiding behind Pael's shell.

Pael's acquaintances looked at him in shock.

Pael didn't seem flustered or try to deny Ian's words.

He was just... smiling.

"Kuk kuk... You've got a decent head on your shoulders, wizard."

Ian gazed calmly at Pael.

Shepherd Pael.

He was a necromancer who had infiltrated the village.