Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 398

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 398

“….”

Nephthys’ troubles grew longer.

With her eyes closed and her hands neatly placed on her lap she sat quietly on the bed as if frostbitten.

Shararak-

Her silver hair soft as velvet blew in the wind. A few strands of it got into her mouth but she concentrated so hard that she didn’t even notice-

“Puhuh! Afufufu! What is this!”

It doesn’t seem like that.

Roughly tidying up her hair with her fingertips Nephthys looked at Simon.

“Um~ Okay. Can I answer honestly?”

“yes.”

Simon also seriously corrected his posture and sat down.

“First of all you should know that the problem will not end just because I declare ‘I will forgive the sins of the 7th Corps!’”

She put her palms on the bed and leaned back.

“Isn’t it a situation where fellow Necromancers were killed for the Priest? As this is an unprecedented situation public opinion is extremely bad. The elders and high-ranking Necromancers as well as the survivors and their families are watching with both eyes open.”

“Yeah I guess.”

Simon bowed his head.

Will I have to hide this fact for the rest of my life?

“but!”

Nephthys straightened his index finger.

“It wasn’t a no-no answer. It just takes time. It’s possible if we calm down the simmering public opinion little by little and change people’s perceptions from the ground up.”

At that Simon raised his head.

“Is it really possible to change perception?”

“Ugh. Of course Richard’s crime itself won’t go away easily but this time ‘Simon Corps’ and ‘Richard Corps’ are definitely different!” Burying a strong force to fight is just making an appeal that there is a problem.”

Nephthys met Simon’s eyes and smiled wide.

“Of course~ If you couldn’t adapt in Keygen and remained as a mediocre necromancer the elders would have no hesitation in getting rid of you and setting up another corps commander.”

“…ah.”

“However the influence of the name Simon Pollentia is growing.”

she lay down on the bed Transparent silver hair spread like a fan across the bedspread.

“As the first student in the special case you passed the promotion test with the first place. You fought against the saintess and stopped the clandestine struggles of the Cult of Blood. You are doing really well. no.”

Nephthys’ lake-like eyes turned to Simon.

“So keep working hard~ The bigger your influence grows the easier it will be for me to change the perception and opinion of the 7th Corps.”

It was a de facto affirmation. Simon cheered inwardly and bowed his head.

“Thank you! I’ll work hard Mr. Nephthys.”

Nephthys got up and stroked Simon’s hair.

“Yeah not nice~”

Simon let out an embarrassing laugh. From her appearance the feeling of being petted by a young girl was strange.

‘I didn’t expect it to be resolved all at once anyway. But if it’s Nephthys-sama.’

This incident showed Nephthys’ political power and ability to control the media. Because she had seen her skill she could also trust the story that she was personally working under her on her return to the 7th Legion.

“of course.”

After removing her hand from Simon’s head Nephthys jumped off the bed with her hands behind her back.

“I haven’t completely fulfilled your request with this. I’ll give you my personal present later. Is that okay?”

“Sir a gift?”

“Yeah! That’s still a secret~ I’ll give it to you as a new school year gift!”

Nephthys winked cutely.

“Anyway! Congratulations on your promotion to second year Kizen. Simon!”

* * *

After Nephthys left medical staff came in and examined Simon’s condition in detail.

Simon wanted to leave right away but his health condition made it impossible to leave the hospital. The medical staff went out of the hospital room again emphasizing ‘absolute stability’.

‘…is there no one now?’

After the medics had all gone Simon was looking around.

After checking again and again to see who was there I closed the window and drew the curtains.

‘good.’

In fact I’ve been nervous ever since I woke up.

You’ve been asleep for five days! More time has passed than I thought.

‘I wish I could still feel my body.’

The power of the void that was used in the previous battle against Silage.

-I’m sorry but this information will be forgotten when I go back. If you remember your brain will burn.

He said he wouldn’t remember the ‘existence’ that informed Boyd.

Of course it is true that I received the void as a gift from that ‘existence’. However to use the void a transcendent theory that did not exist on the continent had to be used and an unimaginable amount of knowledge was required.

Now that all other information has evaporated and I woke up after 5 days I couldn’t use it. By analogy it is like becoming an engineer who lost the entire train with only the steering wheel in his hand.

‘Well it’s clear that this is a power I’ve used once.’

I don’t even want to reproduce the same. If you can even mimic that power you can become incredibly strong with that alone.

And there is another reason to reproduce this technology.

‘Because now I can’t use Hersheba in front of people.’

Simon wrote Hersheba in a duel evaluation watched by countless people and even wrote a paper in front of researchers and presented it.

But what if Hersheba who was using her own jet black suddenly spews out Simon’s jet black and uses her abilities and even the mummy that comes out of it uses the same jet black?

It’s strange that you don’t suspect the corps commander.

‘good. It’s a waste of time to lie down!’

Simon who had set a goal sat on the bed and spread his palms.

‘It’s dark.’

A jet-black light gushed from Simon’s right hand.

‘divinity.’

But the left hand was silent.

It was difficult from the start.

At that time it came out the moment I opened my palm. Simon thought about it and closed his eyes.

‘I can do anything!’

Wow!

Divinity finally flowed from his left hand. Simon smiled contentedly and looked at his right hand.

“…driving me crazy.”

When I turned on the divinity this time the darkness went out. Simon collapsed onto the bed.

It is also difficult.

You can handle either jet black or divine but ‘handling both at the same time’ is a completely different dimension.

Simon closed his eyes and tried to recall the sensation at that time.

‘Yes I have to somehow catch up now that my body’s senses remain albeit minutely.’

First of all I decided to organize it from the basics step by step.

Jet black is created by drawing mana from the air into your breath and then passing the mana through the core. It can be stored in the core and taken out whenever needed.

And divinity has a slightly different principle the basic principle is that mana manifests as divinity the moment mana is taken out of the body with blind mental faith. Of course it consumes a lot of mental energy.

‘Yes this is it!’

Simon hit his knee.

‘The moment you open the core jet black spreads all over your body. The habit of being a necromancer has hardened as the life of a keyzen has gotten longer.’

Simon deliberately controlled the darkness this time.

The only thing that spreads pitch black is the right side.

Left side reserved for divinity.

“It’s pitch black.”

Then only a small amount of jet black is extracted and raised in the right hand. while being conscious of this.

“I can do anything!”

Dig!

Divinity bloomed in his left hand.

I quickly looked to the right and saw that the jet black had faded but it was being maintained normally thanks to the supply of jet black from the heart.

“Okay! Now these two powers!”

Simon crossed his hands.

“Combined…!”

Aaaaaaaaaaagh!

“Muh what’s going on!”

Hearing the explosion the ward ward opened the door to Simon’s hospital room in a fright.

patter-

Like a mana explosion. The bed was smashed and debris was falling from the ceiling.

In the meantime Simon who was lying face down was waving his hand with a ‘ha ha’ laugh.

“Ah ah nothing happened!”

Afterwards in the ward they were scolded for using black magic.

* * *

Simon was moved to another new hospital room.

Fortunately it was after Nephthys’ order to put Simon’s convenience first so the ward didn’t take it too seriously. The work was also fairly quick.

“I have a request!”

The ward doctor who had been nagging me for almost 30 minutes was about to leave but Simone caught him in a hurry. he looked back

“…Tell me student Simon.”

“Could you please call for ‘Professor Farahhan’ from the 1st year Divine Defense?”

At that one word anger like deterioration erupted from the ward doctor’s body.

“…Are you saying you’re going to call a priest to this holy ward right now!!”

after a while like that.

“Heh heh heh! Hey I’m so glad you’re safe!”

Parahan who wore a white uniform and had a long white beard really came to Simon’s hospital room.

Above them ‘Meow!’ the two kittens poked their heads out.

“White-ah! Kkamang-ah!”

The cats came down as soon as they saw Simon making a fuss and making a fuss. He begged me to touch him hug him and meow meow meow.

“…Bringing a Priest and a pet to this sacred ward!

The doctor on the ward was trembling and the caretakers smiled and comforted him.

Even so Nephthys’ orders were absolute.

widely.

Soon the door to the hospital ward closed and Farahhan and Simon faced each other.

“To call such a sensitive place heh heh!”

Farahhan brushed his beard.

“As you can see I’m in a position to watch out for Pristra’s conduct.”

“I’m sorry. Actually there’s something I want to talk about urgently.”

Simon briefly explained the situation to Farahhan.

Talk about the void.

While fighting Shilaji she put the curse called ‘Compelonia’ on herself that she learned from Bahil and although I don’t remember how she said that she fought Shilaji by combining jet-darkness and divinity.

“…It’s a story that’s hard to believe with this old man’s head.”

Farahhan shook his head.

“I’ve never heard of such a thing in all my years. Didn’t you see illusions or visions while you were unconscious?”

Farahhan looked completely incredulous.

It was the same with Silage before that. He couldn’t even believe it.

Whether it was a Necromancer or a Priest it seemed that the more people who had been in one field for a long time the more they thought that it made no sense.

But it didn’t matter except to make Farahhan believe.

“I have a favor to ask you.”

Simon asked him to install a magic circle that removes the presence of divinity that Farahhan had installed in his house and laboratory.

Farahhan gladly stepped forward. I drew it on the back of the bed or in the corner of the wall so that others wouldn’t notice and even installed a noise magic circle.

“Thank you very much! Professor!”

Simon bowed his head.

“I don’t know if what you’ve seen is real but the idea of ​​exploring something new isn’t a bad thing in itself. I hope it works.”

Before I knew it Whiteyi who had risen above Parahan’s head cried ‘Meow~’.

* * *

A combination of darkness and divinity.

As I continued this crazy experiment I gained know-how.

Overall I set the firepower of the two attributes to be weak then lowered the ratio of divinity more than before so I could buy some time when they collided.

Basically the superiority of the match is on the divinity side so the key was to lower the divinity ratio.

however.

Whoops!

I have tasted failure again. When jet black and divinity collided they coexisted for an extremely short time of less than 0.1 second and either the two attributes exploded or the divinity consumed the jet black.

In fact the coexistence of the two forces was impossible.

‘…I’m tired.’

It was evening before I knew it. Simon completely exhausted sprawled out on the bed.

‘Did I really see an illusion?’

Simon moved his hands and relied on his senses.

like this. like this. It was because I just mixed the two powers like this.

smart.

A knock was heard.

Surprised Simon quickly removed the remaining traces of divinity. The divinity was sucked into the magic circle that was like a drain that Parahan had set up.

“Yes. Come in.”

Click.

The door opened and the ward’s caretaker entered.

“Student Simon? Time for an injection.”

The janitor clicked his tongue while holding up the syringe.

“Come on! Come on take off your pants and underwear and get down on the bed!”

“….”

Simon said with a cold expression.

“Don’t say anything stupid. Erje.”

[Heeing.]

The manager let out a pitiful exclamation.

Soon her whole body flowed and turned into a pink-haired female student wearing a keyzen uniform. She is the appearance of ‘Elizabeth Waffer’ that I haven’t seen in a long time.

“Has anyone been caught?”

[sure! What do you think of me? I’m a competent spy who can break through Keyzen’s surveillance barrier!]

“Okay then let’s go.”

Simon pulled out a robe from subspace put it on the outside and stood up.

“You should be back by tomorrow morning.”