Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 173

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 173

Simon took off the new robe he bought today and looked back.

‘Poo-hoo!’ in the trash heap With a groan Metin raised her head.

< Heal >

Divine power shimmered in his hand that covered his face and the nosebleed stopped and the crushed nose bone quickly recovered.

“What did you do?”

Mattin stood up against the wall.

“I’m sure it smells like jet black but how did you survive the exorcism?”

“I’m a priest too priest.”

Simon shrugged his shoulders as if to show off the blessings surrounding his body. Then he put his hands together and said.

“I’m telling you but there’s a misunderstanding. My name is…”

“I don’t even want to hear it!”

Metin raised divinity.

Once again a sub-space spread around him and various instruments of torture began to be attached to his body.

“I trust my nose more than the wicked tongue! You must be…!”

Whoa!

Out of nowhere a giant hammer made of divinity landed on Metin’s head.

And the one holding the tip of the hammer in the distance was Lethe with a sullen expression.

“What has this been like since the first day of the Holy Federation?”

“Lethe!”

As she let go of the hammer the divinity from which it was made dissipated into the air.

Metin who had lost consciousness was buried in the garbage pile and became one with the surrounding landscape.

“I trusted him and sent him away but he bought it right away. What did you do to get these leeches to find out?”

“I didn’t really do anything.”

Simon scratched the side of his head as if he was unfair.

“I was just buying some stuff at the market and suddenly this guy just jumped at me saying something about the smell.”

“Really? It’s sharp.”

Lette turned to Metin and frowned.

I don’t know how to beat him but I can’t kill the Heretic Questioner. Not only will there be traces left but things will become dozens of times bigger than they are now.

It was best to go quietly here.

“Let’s go back.”

“huh.”

The two quickly walked away from the scene.

When they saw a couple walking down the alley with their arms crossed the two of them pressed their hoods even deeper.

After a while the couple’s screams were heard and the two of them mingled with the night market crowd pretending nothing was wrong.

“But what about those clothes?”

“I bought a new one here. It’s for camouflage.”

She glanced up and down Simon’s robe and said.

“The clothes other than you are pretty. The clothes other than you.”

“You don’t have to emphasize twice. If you like it would you like to buy one?”

A look of surprise appeared on her face and then a cold expression appeared on her face.

“I’m going to die by hanging myself over a bar that matches you.”

At that Simon laughed out loud.

* * *

the next morning.

There was a lot of commotion but Simon and Lethe who took a good rest at the inn arrived safely at the station.

‘at las!’

While waiting for the sacred train Simon was swollen with anticipation. This is his first train experience.

Trains were not a universal means of transportation in the Dark Alliance. Simon thought he would never ride a train in his lifetime.

‘You’re trying that experience in a foreign country.’

On the other hand trains were the most important means of transportation in the Holy Commonwealth. Although the price is burdensome for the general public the rate of use is so high that the room is rarely vacated.

‘I don’t know if it’ll be okay.’

Meanwhile Lethe was glancing at Simon. He was actually going to his destination the ‘Tree of Life’ but he was going to use another means of transportation not a train.

However Simon followed the class better than I thought and his understanding of the culture was high perhaps because he was influenced by Anna. Since he’s no slouch in playing a trainee priest he decided to take the divine train.

If you ride this you will get to your destination in just 5 days skipping all the hardships and adversity you will have to go through on an adventure camping finding a way fighting monsters and all of that.

It was a good means of transportation but the heretic inquisitors that were infesting the trains were also to my liking.

‘Still that sniffer wasn’t in charge of the train.’

It was after she used the chance to make acquaintances with the communication crystal ball and checked the list of Heretic Inquisitors on the train she was taking today. There was no name for that smelly ‘Metin’.

‘It’ll be fine.’

“Ah here we come!”

Simon said.

A distant clatter could be heard as the train was approaching. A powerful horn reminiscent of the sound of a boat horn was heard and the chimneys in the train were spewing divine white smoke like clouds.

Simon ran out with a big smile like a child.

“Look at it it’s amazing!”

He rolled his eyes and turned his head.

“But isn’t it too fast? Is this right in front of us?”

“…I’m all shy so lower your voice. And it’s dangerous to be there. Come back.”

Lethe tugged at the hem of Simon’s agitated clothes. Simon’s eyes were fixed on the train even as it pulled back.

How could that huge piece of metal move so fast? How many replacement wheels are there? How many people can ride? What about inside?

Soon as Lethe said the train started to slow down and came to a complete stop. The door of the carriage opened and people poured out.

The stop time is generously 30 minutes. Behind the people loading and unloading the people traveling on the train also came out to stretch or get something to eat.

After all personnel had exited the train the carriage attendants came out and waited for passengers to board.

“Come on let’s go in.”

Simon and Lethe approached the flight attendants with the tickets they had prepared.

* * *

“…What the hell is your intention?”

1631 Senior Inquisitor Baccara in charge of the Sacred Train was hardening his expression in front of the train station. In front of him Metin stood in a relaxed posture.

“You want me to work in our jurisdiction?”

“It’s true. Salary doesn’t matter anyway so let me work officially. Please.”

Mattin bowed his head. Baccarat frowned at her and scratched her head.

“Why are young people so reckless these days? What about your jurisdiction?”

“I took a vacation.”

“…I’ll see all the crazy people. You’re going to take a vacation and go back to work? What’s the reason?”

“There is someone I want to hold on to.”

Sparks flew in his eyes.

“He is on this train. In the name of the Great Goddess he must be punished.”

“I’m sure you’ll see all the idiots.”

Baccarat sighed deeply.

It was a young man without a case but this guy’s father is a high-ranking official who used to be a heretic questioner. He just couldn’t ignore it.

Eventually Baccarat added Metin’s name to the list of interrogators.

“Because it’s what you said be sure to keep it. If you talk about getting off the train while frowning that you’re having a hard time later I won’t let you go.”

Mattin bowed his head respectfully.

“It will never happen.”

* * *

‘This is what the inside of the train looks like.’

Simon who paid for the ticket and entered the train was frantically looking around.

Upon entering the train I saw a common room with chairs close to each other. These seats are only available to people who only use the train for one day Lette explained.

The place the two reserved was not a regular seat like this but a formal room equipped with a bed. Carefully I crossed over to the next carriage.

‘…omg.’

Simon was startled as soon as he opened the carriage door.

I saw a very narrow hallway where one person could barely pass. There were beds lined up on the floor and walls around the hallway and it was a 7-person room where up to 7 people could lie down in one room.

There are 1st and 2nd floor beds as well as 3rd floor beds that make you feel like your stomach touches the ceiling when you lie down. I wondered if anyone could get in there.

In addition all the beds were open so Simon had to face countless eyes every time he passed through the narrow hallway.

You can hear snoring grinding teeth chattering and chewing everywhere. The smell of sweat and filth stung my nostrils.

“This is the third class room.”

Lette explained. Then when she witnessed the man lying on her bed scratching her crotch with his hand inside her pants she turned her head away in disgust.

“It’s a bit narrow but it looks more cozy than I thought.”

Simon looked back at Lethe his eyes shining.

“Are we sleeping here too?”

“…Are you crazy? How can you sleep in a place that smells like this?”

Following Lethe I passed through the third class room and came over to the second class room.

I felt a bit out of breath here. Quite a spacious hallway and a room for four people in one room. As the suffocating third-floor bed disappears it feels like the space is revitalized.

Soft lighting is installed on the ceiling and proper pillows and blankets are also visible. From here on people’s clothes were definitely different.

“Second class seats are available to clerics model followers and their families.”

“What is it were the khans divided according to their social status?”

“Then what did you think?”

“I thought it depends on how much money you pay. Second-class rooms are more expensive than third-class rooms and something like that…”

“It’s a mindset like that person. Well even if I think about it that’s reasonable.”

The two also passed the second class room.

last 1st class.

“and…!”

From here on it was not luxurious but even extravagant.

The feeling of entering a banquet hall rather than a train. A red carpet was laid out on the floor in soft lighting.

Looking at the compartment even the bunk bed was gone. It is a two-person room with two fluffy and spacious beds and wine-colored curtains hanging by the window.

Free refreshments fruits and wine were placed on the desk and there were mirrors clocks storage spaces and several books on the walls.

This first class was where the two would spend five days.

“A2. We are here.”

The two entered the room.

While Simon who was sitting on the soft bed was amazed Lethe frowned in disapproval at the door.

“what’s the matter?”

“Originally the first class seats had doors so we could stay private but the doors were completely removed. Probably because of the heresy interrogation.”

Simon crossed his arms.

“Are heresies really this severe? What happened at the night market yesterday was a bit of a shock.”

“Of course it wasn’t that bad.”

she sighed.

“As I said before the heretics the blood cheongyo or something like that are killing and kidnapping the residents and the vigilance is extremely reinforced. They usually dress up as ordinary people.”

“aha.”

After the two of them sat down a train horn sounded. Looking out the window I saw people who had been stretching outside the station pouring in.

Passengers who had been out in the first-class cabin came in riotously. Some passengers walking down the aisle glanced this way as if out of curiosity.

Chunk!

Then the car body shook. Simon’s eyes lit up as he felt the vibrations in his feet.

“Lethe! Let’s start now!”

“Oh lower your voice country boy! It’s embarrassing.”

Regardless of Lethe’s scolding Simon stuck to the window and watched the scenery outside.

Several people sitting at the station smiled and waved at Simon. Simon was also excited and waved at them.

The sacred train picks up speed little by little. The car body rattles and there is a resonant sound caused by the wheels rubbing against the train tracks. The scenery outside the window is quickly pushed back.

Then the broadcast sound was heard.

-The train will be leaving in a while so passengers please fasten your seat belts.

“Remember?”

“It’s a sword going into mid-air orbit. Put on a belt for this.”

The two of them sat on the bed and fastened the safety belt attached to the end of the bed. After a while the car body turned upwards with a rattling sound.

“…!”

Simon looked out the window feeling a strange sensation through his legs. The tracks were floating in the air.

The train rode on top of it and a road to the sky was created. In an instant the surroundings became dark and the houses became smaller.

With that momentum the train even overcame a high mountain.

“Wow!”

Seeing Simon exclaim Lette felt her shoulders shrug a little. Her mood improved she explained waving her finger.

“Among the properties of divinity there is something called ‘floating power.’ By maximizing this it is possible to float railroad tracks or fortresses into the air.”

“Is the famous Epenel’s sky island also because of the divinity?”

“Perhaps it is.”

Simon bit his thumb lightly.

“I’d like to go there someday.”

“…Sounds crazy. You’ll die if you go there.”

After saying that she smiled and added.

“I don’t know if there’s a war again~ I don’t know if you’ll go to Sky Island but the day might come when I plant the goddess’s flag on Rock Island.”

I tried provoking it subtly but Simon was distracted by looking out the window. He looked at the admiring hillbilly with a long ‘wow’ sound and Lethe leaned back against her back and smiled.

After a while the sacred train that jumped over the mountain landed on the ground again. People in other seats unbuckled their seat belts and heard a murmur. Simon also unfastened his seat belt and said.

“I’m really just in case but there’s a toilet on the train…”

“There is. If you go out of the hallway and go straight it will be there.”

Simon burst into admiration and went to the bathroom. It was as Lethe giggled and tried to open the wine on her table.

From the hallway I heard gurgling and boisterous laughter.

“Sister sister! We have new kids in Cannes!”

“I’m embarrassed that you didn’t even say hello to my sister first!”

I’m playing around.

Lethe poured wine into her glass with her legs crossed.

After a while a girl in a white school uniform entered Lethe’s room as if being pushed out.

All around her were girls giggling with their heads sticking out. Her expression was ‘You’re dead now’.

“Hmmmm hi sister! Is it okay for a moment?”

Is that the person who used to be that older sister?

Raising her head Lethe’s gaze quickly scanned her outfit up and down.

‘Afnel school uniform? however….’

Lethe raised an eyebrow slightly.

‘It’s full of fakes. Are you saying that’s cheating?’

A female student wearing an Epenel uniform came into the room and brushed her hair elegantly.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Ellen Zeil a sophomore at Ephnel Shinsung University.”