Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 318

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 318

“Blood Heavenly Bishop Judas.”

Simon almost cheered in the library.

I finally figured out the cause of the awkwardness I had felt since meeting Professor Walter for the first time.

Walter’s acquaintances called him ‘Judas’. Even the fountain pen he always carried had the name Judas written on it.

Walter is Judas.

And Judas is the bishop of Blood Heaven. When I thought that way all the hungry spirits came together.

‘This person belonged to the Blood Heaven Church!’

Blood Heaven is a heinous group that not only kidnapped and experimented on countless people of the Holy Federation but also caused a tragedy by instigating the war between the Dark Union and the Holy Federation and wanted the two forces to be destroyed together.

Moreover as a high-ranking official in the organization Walter appears to have directly approved many of these directives. The sin was extremely heavy.

‘I don’t know what brought the Blood Heavenly Church to Kizen!’

Now his scheming is over.

He thought about going to Lorraine right away but Simon calmed down and sat down on the bookshelf again.

If I was going to report to Nephthys I wanted to bring in a bit more evidence that I couldn’t even subtract.

‘Let’s find out what he did in the name of Judas.’

Simon came with a directory from the library and decided to look up the name Judas at random.

‘…ah?’

And the moment I opened the first book I was frustrated.

[Authorized 1st Rank Judah Callan.]

[Authorized 1st Rank Judas Odoro.]

[Authorized Second Rank Judah Andare.]

[Authorized 3rd rank Judah Haoban.]

[….]

Simon thumps the desk! I banged my head to make a noise.

‘Yu have there been so many names like Yuda?’

I had never heard of it so I thought it was an uncommon name but when I opened a roughly selected book the name Judas was numerous.

Simon felt his throbbing forehead and looked again at the signer’s name he had interpreted.

“Blood Heavenly Bishop Judas.”

At least I don’t know if there is a last name or other point after the name but it’s not like that either.

It is not possible to say that Walter is the same person as Judas of the Blood Heaven Church just by this signature and the name of the fountain pen that Walter is holding is ‘Judas’. Reporting something like this to Nephthys is even more impossible.

‘… Haaa.’

Thinking that everything has returned to square one Simon slumped in his chair and sighed.

‘I really thought I caught them all.’

Simon who stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment gathered his mind and got up.

There is no clear evidence but it is also true that feelings similar to certainty have arisen in the mind of longing or not.

‘I’ll try to investigate to the end even by myself.’

A plan for the future unfolded in Simon’s mind. Once back to the dorm…

“There student!”

The librarian appeared and pointed to Simon’s messy desk.

“I need to get this all sorted out!”

“Oh oops! Sorry!”

Simon blushed and returned to his seat. First of all I need to calm down a bit.

* * *

“Handwriting appraisal?”

Dick asked again chomping on dried jerky. Simon nodded.

“Yeah. If I bring you two signatures can you figure out if they’re the same handwriting?”

Dick let out a laugh.

“Hey! I’m not a fixer who can solve everything when I say something of course it’s possible!”

“…The premise and the answer don’t match.”

“There is a grandfather who is comparable to that of Langerstein.

said Dick spreading his fingers.

“We serve you for only 5 gold including labor costs!”

Simon immediately folded two of his fingers.

“Ask for 3 gold as a best friend discount.”

“I am.”

Dick shook his head as if he hadn’t even thought about it.

“Then if you introduce Elizabeth Wafer your hometown friend call for 3 gold!”

Simon let out a laugh.

That ‘Elizabeth Wafer’ that Dick was talking about was the keygen schoolgirl mode that Elizabeth transformed into.

“Let’s just use 5 gold.”

I couldn’t have Elizabeth do emotional labor just to save 2 gold.

Moreover she was an ancient undead who was very sensitive to the emotion of love. She couldn’t even ask for a date with Dick even in empty words.

“Come on are you haggling?”

Dick crossed his arms as if he were quite right.

“Yes okay. For 2 gold…”

“You can’t do it with 0 gold.”

“why!”

Dick grabbed Simon’s shoulder and shook him.

“Are you going to be mean like this? You’ve got a lot of women! Even though you’re exchanging letters and dating Serne Eindark!”

“…We don’t have a relationship.”

“With Nephthys’ daughter Lorraine we flew 1000 lanterns together! Why didn’t you introduce me?! Do you really like Elizabeth Wafer?”

“That’s not it…”

At that moment Dick paused and rolled his eyes slightly.

Before I knew it the eyes shining fiercely under the duvet on the bunk bed were glaring at Dick.

“…Everyone be quiet. Do you want to die?”

“I’m sorry Kazan!”

Dick quickly apologized. He was still afraid of Kazan.

Simon on the other hand got up quickly and spoke.

“Kajan talk to me.”

“I’ll be fine.”

“I’ll buy you some wine.”

At the word wine the firearm returned to Kazan’s eyes slightly. he looked out the window

There was a full moon today.

“…An hour later the place I always come to.”

Leaving those words behind Kazan went back into the futon and after a while a small snoring sound was heard.

Simon got up to get some wine and Dick said with an envious look.

“Ah- really! Why is Kazan giving you special treatment? I feel like I’m the only one left out!”

One of Dick’s top goals was to get acquainted with Kazan.

Simon said as if to soothe his grumbling.

“I’ll try to persuade Kazan to meet with Kazan over a glass of wine today.”

“Keuuu after all my best friend!”

Dick smiled broadly and put his arm around Simon’s neck.

“So when are you going to introduce Elizabeth Waffer?”

“That’s not allowed.”

* * *

an hour later.

A man with faded gray hair was sitting on a rooftop on a moonlit night.

The image of Kazan sitting with his feet together and looking at the full moon with his head raised was tasteful. It’s like a lone wolf.

“You’re here.”

He said. His gaze was still fixed on the full moon.

Simon who appeared with wine in his arms smiled brightly then walked over and sat down next to him. He took out the wine and glasses he had purchased from Rochester in the subspace.

I opened the cork and poured the wine into a glass. The purple liquid descending along the horizontal line in the glass creates an enchanting pomegranate-colored glow.

“This is your first time buying wine.”

“I see.”

Kazan rolled the wine glass slowly and took a sip as if savoring it. While Simon was watching with a nervous expression a low voice came out of his mouth.

“…Are you thinking of making a request?”

“How did you know?”

“There is no brand wine without a price tag. Courtesy even cheap store wine.”

Simon let out a small laugh. Then he stretched out his legs and gazed at the full moon.

“As a keygen student I was thinking about how to solve the problem outside of Roch Island. Now that I think about it.”

Simon’s gaze turned to the side.

“The high-ranking thieves guild is my roommate.”

“Are you thinking of entrusting the guild with a mission?”

“Yes. I’d like to ask you two favors.”

Simon passed a note. Kazan took it with his finger and read it.

“Investigation of Count Charon. As far as I know he’s a noble from the Dresden Kingdom. Is that right?”

“yes.”

Simon quietly recalled the past.

When I visited the Ballot Fish Market with Benya from the club I saw hearts piled up like a mountain in the warehouse.

And none other than Professor Walter appeared there with his acquaintances. During the conversations I had with them there was a story like this.

– Mr. Judas. Count Charon has arrived.

-I’m leaving now.

With that said Walter left the warehouse.

It was a part that I could just pass by but the situation in the warehouse was so tense that it remained vivid in my memory.

Walter said he would meet Count Charon. It’s a trivial matter and the probability of getting a hint is low but if I could get information about Walter at the slightest possibility I was going to make a move.

“Okay. I’ll ask the guild to set up a team.”

Kazan rustled and put the note in his pocket.

“One thing left?”

“Right now with me.”

Simon’s expression became serious.

“I want you to infiltrate Professor Walter’s lab.”

“….”

Kazan quietly smiled on the moonlit rooftop.

“You still suspect Professor Walter.”

“yes.”

“It’s dangerous if Professor Walter remains in the lab. We could both be expelled.”

Simon shook his head.

“Professor Walter has information from Dick that he went on a business trip to an academic conference this afternoon.

Until now the schedule information I had heard from Dick had never been wrong.

“….”

Kazan who closed his eyes and took a sip of wine said quietly.

“Prepare.”

* * *

The deep darkness of Kizen Campus was eerie. The chirping of grasshoppers and the squealing of owls were low.

Perhaps because it was a necromancer school Keyzen Campus was a place overflowing with hundreds and thousands of ghost stories.

Secret passages ghosts asking students for directions priests roaming the Forbidden Forest and so on. Of course the ghost story of the latter was true.

Kazan and Simon were hiding behind a building wall. In front two guards with lanterns are seen walking.

After the guards had passed Kazan signaled for them to follow. The two quickly ran across the grass.

Their goal is the ‘Matan Shooting Training Center’ building where hematology classes are held and Walter’s lab is located here.

“Wait a minute.”

Kazan put on goggles that looked like magic artifacts and inspected the building.

“also.”

“Why is that?”

“At Keygen when it’s late at night security systems are turned on throughout the building.”

Kazan said handing the goggles to Simon.

“If you rush down the building’s outer wall and climb through the window I’ll get caught. I’ll go inside.”

When Simon tried on the goggles the exterior of the building was indeed stained black.

With no other choice the two headed for the front door. Knowing that there is a lock at the entrance to the building Kazan is preparing a disassembly kit.

“…Looks like someone’s still inside.”

The lights in the building were off but the door was open.

The two entered cautiously. Kazan led the way and Simon followed.

‘dark.’

This is where I come to listen to lectures every time I take a hematology class.

“Didn’t I say the lab was on the 4th floor?”

“yes.”

Simon had only been to Walter’s lab once. The two climbed the stairs slowly.

‘!’

You can see the lantern light on the second floor. Someone is on the second floor.

“Upstairs is fine.”

I also heard voices. It is the voice of a middle-aged man.

“Downstairs okay.”

“Have you been to the basement?”

“Terrible sounds how do you get there?”

Kazan and Simon overheard the story without batting breath. It was a conversation between two men who appeared to be building guards.

“This is the second person to have been carried away already.”

A sigh like a lament was heard.

“Does it make sense to have a dangerous thing that the guards can’t even approach in the basement of this building?”

“That’s what I mean.”

‘Dangerous?’

What is it?

Simon listened even more.

“What can I do? It wouldn’t be a big deal to carry a few insignificant minions.”

“Because research comes first. This is why the people called necromancers.”

“Get off work or hang out.”

The two suddenly started approaching the stairs.

Simon was surprised but acted calmly. He immediately grabbed Kazan and stretched out his hand.

‘cloud!’

Blue-green smoke stretched out and enveloped the railing on the third floor. The bodies of the two were quickly pulled up to the third floor followed by two guards chatting and descending the stairs to the second floor.

‘Whew.’

Guards came down to the first floor and locked the door to the building.

The two of them climbed the stairs to the fourth floor where Walter’s lab is located. After hearing the guards’ story I felt a chill in my body.

“Is it here?”

“Yes I’m sure.”

Walter’s laboratory the same as when he called it before.

clap clap.

The door was of course locked with a lock but to Kazan of the Thieves Guild this was a piece of cake.

It seemed as if jet black was pouring through the crack under the door and then there was a clap! The lock unlocked with a sound.

“I’m going in.”

Kazan grabbed the doorknob with a gloved hand.

“yes.”

Simon nodded with serious eyes. profit. I heard the door open.