Reincarnated as the Villainess's attendant

Aspakeony was horrified by the thought that Zoemi came in contact with the Ghosts of Bellcephora and he was already obsessed with getting stronger to the point of hunting down other mages just like the treacherous Ghost did three hundred years before, while Zoemi was confused why he sees a moving dead body with the shadow of a teenage girl stuck to it like some sort of leach or rather a half-slug parasite.

Both of them were at a stalemate...

"So you are trying to say that you don't know that the Marigotiee Kingdom got completely destroyed...?"

The headmaster asked carefully pronouncing every word while staring straight at the black-haired boy waiting for him to break his innocent act...

"It did!? Really!? That's awe....hngh...! H-horrible! Just horrible! And no, I didn't know at all – when did that happen?!"

Because of the pure weirdness of the situation, Zoemi basically showed his true feelings.

|If there is no kingdom, no one will want to take away Miriette! Who did it?! Oh, I could kiss them!|

The black-haired boy's reasoning was as simple as that – and it was also rather inappropriate, like that...

"Then what, you haven't joined the Ghosts of Bellcephora either?"

Aspakeony asked in shock through the mouth of her corpse puppet.

"What?! When was that a possibility in the first place?! No – wait - Ghost of Bellcephora? Aren't they all long dead in the first place!?"

Zoemi asked taken aback, looking at the corpse puppet headmaster as if he lost his mind together with his life.

"But... You can use shadow gate, right? You must have heard the voices already! Almost every darkness magician does!"

The corpse of lord Vereq shook his head and pointed out with accusation.

"What voices!? What do you mean, you weird necromancer girl!? UMPH!"

"!!!"

After Zoemi shouted the last part he hurriedly closed his mouth with both his hands - but it was already too late the headmaster - and therefore Aspakeony - has heard him loud and clear and became jumped up in horror.

She instantly called over every dead light magician that she had in her army so she would be able to teleport as far as possible if the worse came to worst.

"AHA! You know about me so you are together with them after all! What do you want now?! You all promised me that you will leave me alone even if you gain new members!"

"...wha...?"

The situation became super awkward since the headmaster's body language became that of a teenage girl and because of his rather large build, it looked really disturbing, leaving the black-haired boy completely speechless...

"How the hell did you make that connection?! I never even met another darkness magician – probably... as far as I can remember, at least – I think I would remember meeting a whole damn group of the worst traitors in the entire history of our kingdom!"

...and as soon as Zoemi regained his voice, he called out angrily the ridiculous and baseless accusation.

"But you know about me! So other Ghosts must have told you, or share their minds with you, or whatever you dark magicians do when you start using shadow gate and start melting together!!"

Aspakeony and therefore the headmaster became agitated and stepped forward even though the corpse was backing off just a few seconds ago...

"No! Not at all! It's just that as a darkness magician I can see shadows of people and..."

Zoemi started explaining but...

"What's with that stupid excuse!? Everyone can see the shadows!"

The headmaster stomped his foot in anger.

"Not that ones! Darkness magicians can see the uniqueness of the shadows, every living thing has one. And here's the problem! You are clearly a dead body with a shadow of a teenage girl sewn onto it! And you clearly control it with the necromancy spell!"

The black-haired boy called Aspakeony out also stepped forward and pointed his index finger right at the face of her corpse puppet.

"Bullshit! That is NOT something a darkness magician can do! I know – before any member of the Ghosts was even born I used to have darkness magicians in my army! You are so full of shit!"

The necromancer scoffed in anger and took another step forward, making the corpse of lord Vereq to lean down and glare down at the angry black-haired boy.

"...huh...?"

Zoemi blinked a few times completely flabbergasted by the corpse puppet's words.

"Wh... what do you mean that's not something that a darkness magician can do – so what, teacher Kros was actually serious when he said that I'm a variant magician and not a darkness magician...?"

"!!!!"

The black-haired boy's shoulders slumped down and he looked up at the corpse puppet, with the expression just like a lost and scared puppy...

|GAH...! Dear heavens, he is so cute...! No – wait – that's not a time and place for that...!|

Aspakeony flinched and covered her face with both hands but since her mind was connected to her corpse puppet who didn't repeat her motion, that gesture turned out to be useless as she could still clearly see the black-haired boy's face clearly.

"...what do you mean... Kros told you that you might actually be a variant magician... when...? What was his reason...?"

Getting assaulted by the overwhelmingly pretty face Aspakeony ended up dropping her guard just a little bit and asked in a much calmer manner.

"...he asked me to show up at his office a few times after the magic examination and gave me tasks to complete while training... Like using a spell from a different attribute for example – but during those sessions, I never actually managed to do that – but teacher Kros still thought that my attribute isn't darkness..."

Zoemi explained, also n a much calmer, almost apologetic manner.

|...Light doesn't create Darkness, it creates Shadow.... wait... THAT'S WHAT LITTLE KROS MEANT?! THIS KID ISN'T A DARKNESS MAGICIAN, HE IS A SHADOW MAGICIAN?! SERIOUSLY?!|

Aspakeony groaned internally, kicking her legs up in annoyance.

"Then, you know about me because you can see those whole shadows, and not because you came in contact with the Ghosts of Bellcephora...?"

The gray-haired necromancer sighed through the mouth of the puppet-headmaster while massaging her own forehead in the safety of the headmaster's office.