Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 1076

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 1076

When Simon met with Benya Vanilla to build the Behemoth battleship, Benya also briefly told him about Manus.

Simon had sent a request to Benya to restore Manus and the broken Chaos Dullahan.

As a result, the restoration of Chaos Dullahan was completed to some extent, but the stage of controlling it by placing the skull of former Sword Master Manus on it failed. Manus, who gained a physical body, became even more violent than usual, and Dullahan’s body, which could not bear it, was completely destroyed.

Afterwards, we prepared several bodies that Manus could move, but none of them could withstand Manus’ rampage. This was the reason why Simon continued to use only the Death Knight for a while and had to handle the Dragonian suit himself.

-Manus’ condition is getting more and more serious, gentlemen. But do you know what the strangest thing is?

-What’s strange?

-huh. A new consciousness is about to bloom from the runaway and angry thoughts of Manus.

The current Manus is a shell whose original thoughts have disappeared, and only the fighting spirit for the strong and obsession with the sword remain.

However, a new ‘reason’ is trying to take root in the thoughts of Manus.

-It’s really strange, though! For example, it feels like a new ancient undead is being born again in the body of an ancient whose thoughts have disappeared! Do you understand what I mean?

-…Now, I don’t quite understand. Is that possible?

-It’s impossible.

Benya, who was explaining, held his head with a complicated expression.

-Actually, this is just my guess. Because it is a phenomenon that has never been observed in this world. However, if my guess is correct, Manus’ current excitement and outburst may be symptoms of a transitional period before he someday becomes a different being.

-Then is the newly born Manus the same as the previous Manus?

She shook her head coolly.

-Completely different. It’s not Manus, it’s something else.

Simon then asked for advice from Alazeh, who was building the Behemoth battleship together with Benya. He thought he might know better since he was a fellow Ancient Undead.

-Nothing is impossible with the undead. An example of a brute. Different beings of opposite sexes in one body.

However, Alaze also said that the Manus of the past and the Manus of today will be different.

Thinking back to the conversation he had with Benya and Alase, Simon slowly opened his eyes.

“….”

The ceiling of Mahihala’s village hall is visible. Before I knew it, I could hear peaceful birdsong outside.

‘It’s already morning. ‘I don’t even know how yesterday went by.’

Simon got up from the booth sofa. He was sleeping on the sofa because there was limited space on the floor. Rumbling sounds echoed from all over the place.

Sweet.

At that moment, the back door opened, revealing Meilin wiping her wet hair with a towel. She found Simon and greeted him.

“good morning!”

“Good morning, Maylin. Have you already washed up? “You’re diligent.”

Simone adjusted her posture and moved out of the way, and Meilin sat down next to Simone, stroking her wet hair.

Her moist light blue hair was flowing beautifully.

“I didn’t get much sleep.”

Meilin said grumpily. Simon, who guessed what happened, laughed bitterly.

“The manager’s snoring was loud.”

“That too.”

She looked out her window.

“This town, for some reason, I keep feeling uneasy.”

Simon, who heard those words, spoke in a hushed voice.

“It’s probably because of the thought that it has something to do with the 1st Corps. “Don’t worry too much about your mission, and just focus on your job as a reporter for the time being to avoid being suspected.”

“huh!”

Thump thump thump!

At that moment, a loud knocking sound was heard. Meilin slapped Simone’s forearm with a ‘Geek!’ sound, and then she let out a short scream and fell back behind her. Simone burst into laughter and she grumbled quietly as her face blushed.

Soon, village residents who guided them appeared through the open door.

“Now, wake up! everyone!”

“The village routine has begun!”

* * *

Reporters had to film daily life in Mahihala Village, and tourists all decided to participate in the experience.

First thing in the morning was to help harvest tomatoes. We went to the tomato field together with the villagers.

“wide!”

Most of the land in the village was a tomato field. I don’t know which seeds were crossed to improve the variety, but all of the tomatoes were strong and plump.

The tourists eagerly harvested tomatoes without saying anything. All you had to do was carefully pick the ripe ones, check if there were any damaged or bug-eaten parts on the outside, and then place them in the cart. Once the cart was full, you could push them to the side.

“Look at this.”

Mey-Lin laughed as she put a tomato she had picked to her face.

“Are the tomatoes really big?”

“I see. “He deserves to be famous.”

“Reporter Lin!”

A senior female student holding a magic shooting sphere shouted, waving her arms around.

“Hold that tomato and pose while looking this way!”

“yes!”

Meilin slightly lifted the straw hat on her head, pretending to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and held up her tomato with her other hand as if to emphasize it.

There was a click and the sound of the magic shooting device operating.

Soon, the senior reporter who confirmed it let out a loud voice, ‘Oh!’

“It came out so well! Oh my goodness! “I wouldn’t mind putting it on the front page of an article!”

“Show me too!”

Meilin was excited and ran away like her child. Soon after seeing her results, she clapped her hands together and Simon also smiled at her pure liking.

From then on, her activities as Meilin continued.

“mister! “I’ll leave the pulley here!”

“I’m glad the young lady is so kind!”

Meilin was immediately loved by the villagers for her lively personality. Wherever she went, she was noticed.

Meilin’s meticulousness was also evident in her sorting work after the harvest.

“This is a completely different breed, scholar. “Please put it in the basket over there.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“There’s a guy wearing a scarf and a guy in blue next to him! “Please move this!”

The leadership skills he had honed as Vice Chairman of Keygen were not going anywhere. He naturally led people, did his work accurately and according to the rules, and was kind and polite to everyone.

The residents politely called Meilin “journalist” and “journalist,” and showed her around various parts of the village.

“Here, we have collected tomatoes that have a bumpy exterior or damaged skin. “You make the juice the traditional way by stomping on the tomatoes and crushing them.”

“It’s like winemaking!”

“Would you like to try it?”

Meilin changed into her one-piece dress prepared by her village and went inside with her bare feet. She soon lifted the hem of her skirt and looked innocently happy as she crushed a tomato. She also smiled and welcomed the village women who had entered before her.

“here! Look here! Reporter Lin! Very good! Next time, do the calyx! yes!”

The senior reporter was completely captivated by Meilin’s appearance. She came to photograph the tomato festival, and it almost felt like a photo shoot for Mei Lin.

She said something worse than her manager.

“I will use all the magic power of the camera! How long are you going to keep filming only reporter Lin? We are a media company! “We have a duty to deliver accurate facts and information to people!”

“but-”

This woman lowered her magic shooting sphere and looked at her manager.

“If a great model is featured in an article, it will definitely grab people’s attention. What we need now is an issue, right? Because issues make money.”

“Keuhum!”

The manager also could not refute that point. No matter how good an article is, it has to be read by people. As the senior reporter said, if there was a photo that really caught the eye, she was useful.

“It’s great! The pose and gaze are so perfect! “What did she do before becoming a journalist?”

He is a necromancer.

However, the fact that Meilin was so used to filming made her think that perhaps her experience as a theater actor had helped her.

“Reporter Emon! This time, Reporter Emon will take pictures of the festival with Reporter Lin in the background! “I’ll take pictures of her manager and the warehouse next door.”

“yes.”

Simone also tried taking a picture of Meilin with her magical photography sphere. She is seen stepping on tomatoes in her basket, chatting with villagers. Tomatoes splattered on her cheeks and all over her body, but even that looked natural.

I pressed the button at the perfect time and checked the magic camera, but the people around me were moving around, leaving afterimages here and there, making the picture look messy.

‘Are magic shooting tools cheap?’

Simon scratches the side of his head and lifts the camera again.

“Are you taking pictures of me?”

Meilin found Simon and approached him with her eyes shining. Simone nodded her head.

“that’s right. But it’s not easy to capture movement with a camera.”

“okay? Then I’ll stop and pose. What concept would you like to use?”

“…Well, then please feel bright and happy.”

After hearing those words, Meilin gently lifted a tomato from the wall of her basket with her fingertips and placed it on her cheek. She soon put her V-shaped face in front of Simon and slightly stuck out her tongue, saying ‘hehe’ and laughing like a bad boy.

It was very easy to film her because Maylin took care of everything. Simon was impressed as he pressed the button without realizing it.

‘You can easily do any pose.’

“Do you want to take pictures with a different concept?”

“Well, then please be a little more serious this time.”

Meilin walked next to her, placed her hands on the end of her basket, lightly lowered her eyelids, and looked into the distance like a person with a story to tell. Simon was impressed and pressed his switch.

beautiful.

He had that thought without realizing it. Her appearance was captured with a magical photography sphere, and the moment Simon raised her head, he saw Meilin standing against the blue sky.

Her real life was much better. It occurred to me that this magical artifact could not contain even half of her size.

“…it’s over?”

In response to Meilin’s belatedly embarrassed question, Simon gave her a thumbs up and laughed.

“Yes, it’s perfect.”

* * *

So the day ended and evening came.

I had enough dinner today too. It was a bit odd that most of the dishes were made with tomatoes, but the tomatoes were so delicious that I never got tired of them.

however.

“Are you kidding me?”

A loud noise echoed from behind.

Simon, wondering what was going on, turned his head and saw one of the group members, a cook, scolding the residents with a puzzled look on his face.

“It tastes different from what you get on the market! They’re all different! They feed us something like this, but send something different to the tomato sauce distributed to nobles! “I’m not doing this on purpose!”

“Please calm down. “They are all the same tomatoes…”

“You can fool the world, but you can’t fool my tongue!”

The chef was getting angry and arguing. His cheeks were slightly red, indicating that he was drunk.

And the drunkard in the group, who had already been drunk for a while, giggled and said.

“Why take out your anger on a strict person for not being able to figure out the secret!”

The voice was too loud.

All the villagers looked in the direction of the drunkard.

“What do you mean?”

“That man is a chef who owns a restaurant in Langerstine! I’m a thief who came to find out the secret to the taste of your tomatoes! ha ha ha!”

The humanities scholar quickly approached and covered the drunkard’s mouth. But the drunkard still giggled and spoke louder.

“You thief! Puhahahaha!”

In the end, a humanist and a mercenary took the drunkard to the village hall, and a newlywed couple took the angry cook to the hall.

Meilin quickly bowed her head and apologized.

“sorry. “Because our group made a fuss.”

“it’s okay!”

The villager said with a kind smile.

“I think the chef is misunderstanding something. “There’s no secret, it’s just the same as usual.”

“The ones you eat in the market may have aged a bit during transportation and changed their taste.”

The villagers laughed it off and talked about it as if it was no big deal. Simon and Maylin also sighed in relief.

and.

“….”

The next morning the cook disappeared from town.