Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 258

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 258

Simon and Benja took a carriage to the warehouse.

I just opened the window and got some fresh air but my troubled mood was surprisingly easily relieved.

Is it such a terrifying sight that the brain subconsciously tries to forget it? Or was it really not a big deal?

All that was left in Simon’s mind was doubt. What is Walter no Judas up to with so much heart?

As I pondered over and over again I quickly arrived at the warehouse. In fact it was more like a factory with large-scale facilities than a warehouse.

When Deimos was moved there was an uproar here as well.

“Something has arrived.”

“That’s the material for the nether whale?”

All the staff who rushed in could not hide their surprise.

“I’ll be gone for a while.”

Hearing the voice from behind the staff all at once left and right and lowered their heads.

Just when I changed my overalls Benya Vanilla was approaching me holding a set of work knives.

“Okay then I’ll kick it now.”

With her hair professionally tied up she climbed over Deimos with a sword. Simon said in surprise.

“Are you doing it yourself?”

“of course.”

She fixed her work knife and marked Deimos’ corpse. She then drew her sword in the air and drew her cross and put the point of her cock in the center of it.

“Conquest of Deimos begins!”

Simon’s mouth widened at the splendid skill that followed.

There was no hesitation in her hand. Her flesh cracked open as her sword moved with a pop. She had a good understanding of the muscles and a clear sense of where the bones were.

Smack!

As the work progressed thick chunks of flesh fell to the floor revealing white bones. Blood splattered on her face as well as her overalls but Simon didn’t think it was unsightly.

There was even a sense of sublimity in her face as she immersed herself in her work.

It took about two hours like that.

“Okay that’s it!”

The appearance of Deimos was revealed with only bones left. Simon as well as the staff who were watching clapped.

“Because it’s a baby it had a lot of soft cartilaginous bones so it suffered a little. But it was fortunate that the skeleton was firmly established.”

“Thank you. You have worked so hard!”

When Simon handed over the towel she swept it over her face and handed it to her. Her expression was exhausted but a proud smile hung over her face.

“Then let’s move on to strengthening the bones!”

Now it was time to use Vanilla’s advanced equipment.

The bones went through several processes such as being immersed in a green liquid applied with a paint brush and put into a cooling system.

During the waiting time Simon was able to ask Benya many questions.

‘You learn a lot. I pretended to be the Prince of Dresden but it was good that I joined this club.’

It felt like being compensated for the hardships Andre had suffered in the past.

Simon who was asking about this and that sneakily brought up the story as well.

“By the way senior. Are there necromancers who only focus on collecting ‘hearts’?”

“Heart? Suddenly why?”

Simon said minimizing the scene he had just seen.

“I saw that the hearts of monsters were piled up on top of the bogie. It was a huge amount.”

“Mmm.”

She thought for a moment and then said.

“Well has there ever been a time when you need that much? In fact the heart is a material that hematology uses more often than us so I don’t know the details. It could be an ingredient for super-large black magic.”

While Simon was deep in thought he heard a beeping sound from the magic circle in the freezer.

“It’s done!”

Simon and Benya ran to open the freezer and took out Deimos’ bones.

The bones of Deimos that came out of it were clearly changed to be strong. Ordinary bones are rough and dry to the touch but the bones of Deimos that came out through various processes were smooth and glossy. It was like touching pottery.

As a test Benya took a bone and struck it at a thin piece of wood. puck! A level where trees are lightly smashed with a sound.

Simon asked admiringly.

“Can you make other skeletons have this strength?”

“It depends on the type of monster and the condition of the bones. Our vanilla tends to adjust the bone strength to suit the purpose but this Deimos is still young and has many soft bones so it’s hardened. There was no other choice. “

The intermediate work is now complete. Now is the time to draw the most important skeleton summoning magic circle.

“He came!”

Benya turned her head and shouted.

Simon turned around after her and saw three men walking outside the door. Simon felt a sudden surge of tension.

‘What what are they doing?’

The atmosphere emitted by each one was no joke.

“It’s the first time I’ve been asked for help from the lady.”

A man with a burly impression with a short beard said. His actions and voice alone made me feel the strength he had gone through before and after childbirth.

“You must be busy but thank you for coming right away.”

She spread her arms and introduced the three to Simon.

“Gentlemen. These are the necromancers masters of the undead who will draw the summoning magic circles themselves. Sir Diego Sir Marco and Sir Rodion. They will help us.”

Simon looked at Benya with astonished eyes.

An undead craftsman! Is it okay to bring in these titans?

“And this is Simon Pollentia a junior in my club and a freshman in Keyzen.”

“hello!”

Simon grabbed each other and said hello. A bearded man called Diego approached and held out his hand.

“This is Diego a necromancer belonging to the Vanilla Group. Please take good care of me.”

It was a cold voice but Simon didn’t show it and held his hand.

“It’s an honor. Thank you!”

I also said hello to the other two. Afterwards they briefly exchanged hellos with Benya took off their robes and started preparing for work.

“Gentlemen. This is a special undead production that is different from normal so we need your cooperation.”

“Yes I will do my best!”

The skeletons purchased at the Necromancer Shop were complete as long as the finishing work was done on the already installed magic circles.

Of course that was possible because the summoning formula was clear and mass-produced and the production of a completely new undead made from the bones of the current special undead especially Deimos had to be completed through trial and error.

That’s why Benya also brought in craftsmen who can do this kind of work the Necromancers.

“hey.”

While Benya and the artisans were talking Diego alone quietly approached Simon.

“Yes! Did you call?”

“I’ll listen lady. Reduce your voice and answer.”

“Ah yes.”

His eyes flashed fiercely.

“I’ll be watching so do it right. When you’re working grab our ankles and don’t let go if the work is delayed.”

Diego tapped Simon on the shoulder and walked away muttering disgruntledly.

“I’m busy but annoying. Why do I have to join the children’s school play in this jjambab?”

Simon scratched the side of his head with an embarrassed expression. Then I heard Peer’s murderous voice.

[Did he go mad because he wanted to die?]

‘…That’s Okay. It’s me who regrets it and it’s me who asked for help. It’s not that I don’t understand his feelings.’

I thought that Simon would not be very happy if he had been called by the chairman’s granddaughter while he was doing well.

I was determined to finish the work as soon as possible for those people.

After a while the three necromancers took their places in front of Deimos.

Where did he laugh while exchanging tick-tick jokes with Benya as if he were an innocent uncle? Everyone was concentrating with serious faces. He either closed his eyes or muttered to himself as they performed their respective routines.

‘Wow as expected pros are different.’

“One thing. You too come forward.”

“yes!”

Soon the work began in earnest.

Diego the leader drew a magic circle on his skull. Then as he raised his arm the magic circle expanded and floated into the air.

A magic circle almost 2 meters wide. The inside was empty.

Diego moved the jet black and drew a sketch of the rune in the center.

“Remember.”

he said in a cold voice.

“Once the work begins there is no such thing as a girlfriend or a junior. I will treat you as an equal necromancer nothing to look after. Keep your mind straight.”

“I’ll keep that in mind!”

“Put your hands on the rune language.”

Simon put his hand on the sketch of the rune word. Diego spoke again.

“It’s pitch black.”

When Simon released jet black and incorporated it into the draft the other two quickly received it and began creating runes.

It was an incredible sight. Controlling someone else’s darkness and drawing rune words on someone else’s magic circle! How is this possible?

“Put down the chain.”

“yes yes?”

Diego groaned.

“Don’t you know the chain? The circuit that the jet black will pass through! The circuit! Should I tell you even such trivial things?”

“sorry!”

Simon tensed up and continued the jet-black circuit. Two other artisans drew formulas around Simon’s circuit.

“Who said the chain was curved! Couldn’t it be laid a little neater?”

“Sorry! I’ll fix it right away!”

“Sir Simon. It’s pitch black only here. Let’s do it again.”

“Yes I’ll do it again!”

“My friend. You’re nervous. I can see you’re trembling.”

As soon as the work started the artisans began to frantically push Simon. The other two seemed to be admonishing but Diego didn’t.

“Reinstall! What the hell did you learn from Keygen?”

“sorry!”

“If you’re going to do something like this stop right now!”

“I’ll do it again!”

Diego was extremely strict and Simon worked hard in a sweat. It felt like I was getting scolded almost every minute.

“What is this transformation formula? Who did it?”

“I did!”

“Anyway. Marco you cover it.”

“all right.”

Marco erased all the formulas Simon had written and re-installed them one by one.

Simon had to watch it from behind.

“It’s the second time already. Get your mind right.”

Sparks flew in Diego’s eyes.

“Every time you make a mistake the other kids die. You’re just a minus not a help.”

“Yes. Sorry!”

“Put a circle ring in the corner.”

One thing I know for the first time. This skill was used when learning the Skeleton Archer.

Simon immediately created a jet-black flow that rotated over his palm and pierced it into place.

“I’m done circling!”

“Next. I won’t show you twice so take a good look.”

Diego made a simple magic circle and as he gently rolled the liquefied jet-black on top of it it gradually took shape and hardened.

“It’s Kanting work. Do it.”

“yes!”

Simon widened his eyes liquefied the jet black and rolled it left and right.

Diego who had been looking the other way for a moment turned his head back.

“Hey I can’t get that one right…”

Diego stopped talking there and put on a puzzled expression.

“Sorry! Is something wrong?”

“…No continue.”

To make that difficult Kanting a success in one shot. Didn’t you say that was 1st grade?

Diego tilted his head and returned to his work.

“Lay the chain sideways.”

“yes.”

“There’s going to be a binding formula there! Seats are cramped!”

“Sorry! I’ll do it again!”

“Sir Simon. Please redefine the equation here.”

“yes!”

Simon was among the three artisans but he focused on his work in silence.

In the blink of an eye an hour passed.

‘This child…’

Diego looked at Simon with surprise.

‘Aren’t you intimidated?’

Necromancer School graduates especially newcomers who have just gotten a job and started working on magic circles work with tears in their eyes on the first day.

Since the production of the magic circle involves a huge risk of ‘explosion’ the seniors tended to hold the discipline tightly. There were numerous people who said they would quit after only one or two months.

But Simon was different from those newcomers.

A guy who hadn’t graduated from Necromancer School yet didn’t feel intimidated or intimidated in the field.

He is not afraid of being scolded and since he admits his ignorance he has no hesitation in asking questions.

Even after a major failure I persevered and managed to solve it by clinging to it like a trouser crotch.

“Isn’t the chain straight!”

“sorry!”

After Simon quickly apologized at Diego’s cry he steadfastly corrected his work and continued.

‘Strange guy.’

Diego thought so.

‘…fun!’

In fact Simon was really enjoying this job.

‘Why did I know this is so interesting now?’

The pleasure of learning.

the joy of challenge.

It was a waste of time to be intimidated by seniors’ scolding. Working with these artisans now is a heaven-sent opportunity. It’s a waste to waste your emotions. You have to learn at least one more in the time you are down.

I wish I could teach you more.

I wish I could tell you more new things more difficult and complicated things.

Captivated by a sense of exhilaration Simon laid out the pitch-dark circuits in a row without hesitation.

“Lee Yeol~ That’s tough!”

“Good good! Originally the summoning magic circle is made with momentum! My friend!”

Except for Diego the other two seniors were delighted with Simon’s bold appearance. Simon got even more excited.

“Hey take a good look!”

Diego showed off a new technique using jet black.

“This is called the flop. Can you do it?”

“yes!”

Simon failed once but succeeded the second time immediately following.

Diego who was trying to get annoyed felt the corners of his mouth twitch without realizing it.

‘What the hell is this bastard?’

If you teach one you know ten.

If you make one mistake you learn twenty.

Even in front of the craftsmen he is not intimidated and is courageous.

“I’m done! Are there any mistakes?”

“no.”

Diego was also a necromancer. Of course being called here while busy was annoying.

“…Well done. Keep going.”

In this world there is no necromancer who doesn’t like a good worker.

“Sir Simon. Help me out here!”

“yes!”

After a few hours even the artisans were now dependent on Simon. As they drew the rune word Simon assisted by inserting the jet-black protruding parts.

“Hey Kanting of my line! Who did all this?”

“I did!”

“Ah thanks Sir Simon. That saved me time!”

“Dude! Help me kanting the right side!”

“I already did that!”

“Wow really? Ace ace!”

Two hours had passed since the magic circle started.

In just two hours even the artisans were recognizing Simon as a force that could be used.

“Now look closely my friend.”

Rodion stroked Simon’s hair and pressed a spot in the magic circle with jet black on his fingertips.

“What we make is the undead brain. There is no other logic. What we make is what the undead is all about. Do you understand friend?”

“all right!”

“If you make it work here.”

When Rodion pressed one part of the magic circle the bones in the tail fin part moved.

“Did you see it? This is where it connects to the caudal fin nerve.”

“understand!”

“But the movements are too unnatural right now.”

Rodion gently turned the ‘circle ring’ embedded in the magic circle with his fingertips and released it. Then the throbbing became a little louder.

“Did you see? Have your friend balance the circle by rotating it. Loosening it too much makes the movement unnatural and tightening it too much makes it stiff.”

“All right!”

The work was good. The magic circle made by the three artisans and Simon was now running toward completion to the point where it was obvious.

Then without saying a word Diego who had finished coordinating his head movements tried to move his tail fin.

“…!!”

His eyes widened rapidly when he saw the movement of his tail fin.

It moved smoothly and gently like a living creature with real flesh and muscles attached not bones. It really felt like Deimos was alive and swimming in the sea.

‘This is the first time I’ve ever seen such a smooth movement in the tuning stage!’

Diego hurriedly raised his head.

“Hey! Hey! Wait! Who tuned this tail?”

Simon raised his arm with a slightly nervous expression.

“I did it! If anything needs to be fixed…”

poke poke.

An electrical current ran through Diego’s body as he looked down at Simon. A huge shudder ran through his body and his brain burned hotly.

“Khehehe!”

This baby is real.

“Hahahahahahahaha!”

Diego slaps Simon on the crown and laughs loudly.

“What an asshole! Fuck you! Simon!!”

Diego called me by name for the first time. Simon’s expression brightened as well. He smiled broadly and lowered his head.

“Thank you! It’s all thanks to the teachings of our seniors!”

Even the sense of humbly passing the ball to his seniors.

With Simon’s performance the working atmosphere suddenly became the best.

All three artisans threw away their sense of authority and opened their mouths wide and laughed as they made the magic circle. Work has never been so much fun in recent years.

Benja who had been silently watching Simon when he was scolded or praised smiled with satisfaction.

“…Really.”

If I tell the people at headquarters they probably won’t believe it.

The prickly Diego put his arm around Simon’s shoulder in a friendly way looking excited and anxious to teach him anything new.

“Because he’s a great kid.”