Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 656

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 656

The sound of the horses’ hooves resonated in the Grand Duke’s castle. In the blink of an eye the entire castle was filled with undead.

Cheekyung-!

The heavy iron door opened and the Grand Duke armed from head to toe in black armor strode out.

The family members and warriors bowed their heads in unison and were polite.

jerk- jerk-

The Archduke climbed the stairs with a rustling sound and reached his office on the second floor.

rattle!

[Godric!]

Calling the butler’s name the grand duke opened the door of the office roughly.

[What happened!]

“Great Grand Duke!”

Godric stood there flinching. And at the desk in the office there was a figure wearing the same black armor as the Grand Duke himself looking back.

[….]

With the sound of the armor engaging the knight turned around and faced the Archduke. The two of them in the same armor stared at each other in silence for a moment.

Then the knight by the window raised his arms and slowly grabbed the helmet and raised it.

A boy with blue hair and a face that still retains youthfulness appeared. There was a soft goodwill flowing through the smiling smile.

“I’ll see you again.”

[…You bastard.]

The archduke’s eyes flashed in the helmet.

[This is the guy I saw during the day.]

“yes.”

The two corps commanders of the Dark Alliance stared at each other in place. Caught in the middle Godric felt his heart race.

[Godric.]

“Yes yes! Your Excellency the Grand Duke!”

[scram.]

Godric who was looking at Simon with anxious eyes had no choice but to close the door of the office and leave. Silence came to the office with a booming sound.

okay.

okay.

The Archduke moved his steps and headed for the wall hanging where the armor was hanging. This time the archduke held the helmet with both hands and he slowly lifted it off.

Her lustrous hair flowed like a waterfall. Clean skin and aesthetic features are revealed through the rugged helmet.

Simon opened his mouth involuntarily.

What was hidden under the helmet was a pretty face that opened my eyes. I could see the beaky eyes reminiscent of birds of prey and tear points under the eyes.

‘Was the Grand Duke of the North a woman?!’

“Are you dissatisfied with something?”

she murmured in a cold voice. Simon shook her head quickly. No! he replied.

Whoa-

After hanging up her helmet she unhooked the sword from her waist and leaned it against the wall. She moved her steps again and took her seat and she offered Simon a seat across from her.

“thank you.”

Simon sat down in his seat with a nervous expression on his face. She closed her eyes for a moment and seemed lost in her thoughts.

Took. Took.

The fingertips of the metal gloves tapped the armrest a couple of times. Soon she raised her head.

“Explain. Why did you disguise yourself as me and save the village?”

An old-fashioned way of speaking and a soft voice that could not catch even the slightest scratch.

Simon calmly opened his mouth.

“While waiting for the Grand Duke at the castle a messenger informed me that the town of Barnesdale was being attacked by the undead. I haven’t officially received permission to fight from the Grand Duke yet but as a Necromancer of Kizen I couldn’t ignore it.”

Simon clasped his hands.

“But the reported number of troops was larger than expected. The opponent was an army and I didn’t have the confidence to fight while protecting all the villagers alone. So I decided to use my own troops as well.”

“Exactly-“

she rubbed her chin

“It must be your ‘legion’.”

“you’re right.”

Nephthys was not too surprised as he had already hinted that the Archduke was aware of her and the existence of the 7th Legion.

In the first place he had come to the northern part of Kalos to take the corps commander class.

“The northerners don’t seem to know or care but the corps I lead are accused of ‘treason’. I couldn’t write it openly.”

“So I pretended to be the active corps commander and defeated the enemy with four corps.”

“yes.”

Simon politely apologized.

“I’m sorry for running rampant without permission. If you want me to punish you I will.”

“….”

The Archduke slowly rose from his seat.

jerk- jerk-

I feel the pain with every step. She went to her desk in her office put her hands behind her back and looked out the window.

“Something cheeky.”

Simon raised his head realizing that it was calling him.

“What kind of corps commander do you want to be?”

Only seven necromancers on the continent who can command the ancient undead and lead an infinite army without any restrictions.

However as is often the case with the necromancers they did not follow the right path. Magnus did. He killed his teacher got involved in ordinary people to become stronger and fought battles with other corps commanders without hesitation.

“I want to use this power I have properly and for the benefit of people.”

When Simon went to save Barnsdale he remembered the people’s warm cheers and tears.

“Like the Grand Duke.”

She looked out the window with her hands behind her back and smiled.

“Like a southerner your tongue is salted with flattery and your tongue is long. It’s not a good thing to sell a hero like that.”

However her voice when she said that was much more gentle than when we first met. She walked over and picked up the bottle that was placed near her window.

He popped the stopper popped the ice poured the bottled drink into a cup and came over and set it down on the table.

“It’s not alcohol so feel free to drink it.”

She sat down on the sofa again and took a sip. Simon too felt and savored her scent.

Is it a northern car? The bitter taste was excellent.

“I heard the story from Nephthys-sama. Although I cut off communication in the middle.”

She crooked her chin.

“The purpose is probably to take the corps commander class.”

“yes.”

“But the story I told you when we first met is true.”

-The situation in the north is not free enough to teach newbies.

“Currently the North is under an unprecedented enemy offensive.”

The Grand Duke’s expression became serious as he raised his cup.

“It looks like he wants to win soon too.”

“What about him?”

“Do you know this idiom?”

she said raising an eyebrow.

“Like the North God causing a blizzard.”

“Oh yes! Of course I do.”

In fact it was an idiom widely used in the continent as well as in the Union.

“The North God exists. He is one of the oldest undead in the world who dominates the Frost Field.”

‘Did you really exist?’

The Northern God (北辰) was so legendary that it was used as an idiom.

A monster that even the category of ancient undead is now unsuitable to the extent that some archaeologists claim that mankind has existed since the time of apes. Due to the nature of its ability it has been in the north for a long time and has accumulated power and now it has become an existence that no one can touch.

Because each other’s territories are adjacent the grand dukes who ruled the northern part of Kalos fought the Northern Gods one after another.

The current Grand Duke who is considered the best commander of the 2nd Corps in history also waged a long war but failed to win.

“The Northern God has been concentrating on strengthening his power in the North by turning wild monsters into undead but now he is commanding an all-round attack. The time for a decisive battle is soon approaching.”

[Khehehe. That’s right!]

Pier’s voice was heard in Simon’s head.

[The fact that the core was about to explode when we brought that ‘gourmet’ into the Legion must have been the North God trying to keep him from being taken away by the Archduke!]

‘I see.’

Simon took another sip of the cold tea and thought.

In conclusion the North is at war and the Archduke has no time to devote to Simon.

if that’s the case

“I’ll offer you a deal.”

Her expression twisted at Simon’s words.

“Not a favor but a deal?”

“Yes. It’s an equal deal between corps commanders.”

Simon put his hand on his chest.

“If you allow the Grand Duke to disguise himself in the future during my dispatch period I and the 7th Corps will fight alongside the northerners in the north.”

“….”

“I came here to become stronger. I will fight as much as the Grand Duke’s share. Instead please guide me as much as you have time and leisure.”

The Grand Duke who had been listening quietly smiled.

‘Am I going to earn myself the time to teach myself?’

It was a funny and bold but interesting proposal.

“A flattering cheeky thing. How long have you been a necromancer?”

“About a year and a half.”

“It’s short. You say you’ve gained the power of a corps commander but are you confident that you who are still only students will be of help in this ‘war’?”

“The answer is.”

Simon raised an eyebrow.

“It will depend on what the Archduke teaches me. I will follow any harsh teaching.”

“what?”

The Archduke burst into laughter.

In addition to the idea of ​​earning time to teach yourself there is even a story telling you to grow yourself if you want to be active on the battlefield.

Is there anyone who can say such a thing proudly?

This guy is crazy in many ways.

“A bit cheeky but I like it.”

She got up and held out her hand.

“The negotiations have been established. The youngest corps commander.”

Simon also got up and joined hands.

“i look forward to!”

* * *

The joint front of the 7th and 2nd corps unfolded.

The Archduke reached several agreements.

First when Simon puts on the armor he acts as her proxy and Simon’s orders have the same effect as those of the Archduke. All problems arising from this will also be taken care of by the grand duke.

Second it authorizes all battles in the north and has its own command. Ownership of the undead and corpses belongs to the side of the corps that defeated them respectively.

Third the undead of the 7th corps in the north is the undead of the 2nd corps externally and the Grand Duke himself guarantees it.

If we were to talk about the big picture that was it. Simon put the archduke’s armor in the subspace and decided to use it whenever needed.

First of all it was right after the battle and it was late so the grand duke’s corps commander class was supposed to start tomorrow. She did not forget to give her a letter from Nephthys.

– Go to work at the castle tomorrow morning.

The castle was rather crowded with her undead so it wasn’t a place Simon could sleep in so they decided to simply stay at a nearby inn.

Simon broke up with the Archduke and went outside.

buzz buzz!

Like the most bustling city in the North people were buzzing at night.

A place where different races and tribes live together.

Since the northern part of Kalos was completely cut off from the outside world criminals escaped slaves and persecuted alien races flocked to it. In this place past or status did not matter only strength and skill were virtues.

Therefore mercenaries and young aristocrats came to the north to try to increase their reputation.

‘however….’

The outfits of the people here were a bit like that.

In particular it was not aesthetically pleasing to see some warriors wearing bizarre armor that showed their skin clearly saying that the cold couldn’t break the soul.

I don’t know if it’s all chest hair or armor.

“In that sense the girl also tried to match the style of the North!”

“I want to go outside” said Elizabeth who came out of the subspace. Simon took off his robe and wrapped it around her as if he didn’t even need to see it.

“…Please don’t draw attention.”

“Oh my it’s a waste.”

Elizabeth sniffed as she wrapped herself in Simon’s robe.

“Ah! It’s been a long time since I came out of school. Would you like a glass of wine at the dorm? The girl will serve you!”

“…I have to study for school at dawn.”

Elizabeth ignoring that comment lightly left on her own accord to buy wine and food saying she would be back soon. Simon had no choice but to lean against a nearby wall and wait.

That time when I was blank for a while like that.

“Oops I’ll see you here again pretty lady.”

A rugged northerner with thick hair approached Simon.

NECROMANCER ACADEMY’S GENIUS SUMMONER CHAPTER 657