Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 674
Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 674
Finally the manager of the 2nd Corps ‘Haite’ returned to Vilkenos.
The number of phantom durahan who moved together was considerably reduced but killing the second and finding the location of the North God was a great achievement.
The location of the North God is a top secret and it is the most important card that allows you to freely move the kingdom forces in Vilkenos. Since the Kingdom Army knew nothing about the geography of the North and the Frost Field they had no choice but to rely on the Grand Duke’s instructions.
In Vilkenos an emergency meeting was immediately held.
The participants in the meeting are Archduke Jean Arscalt General Ganiro butler Godric and one general and an elder whom the Archduke trusts the most. There were five people in total.
Simon was the archduke’s favorite disciple but since he was an outsider he was not allowed to enter due to objections from high-ranking officials.
“hello~”
Simon was sitting near the window of the castle resting when a woman approached him.
The first person Simon became close to when he came to northern Kalos. It was Grayson the milkman.
“Ah. Hello Grayson.”
“Would you like some milk?”
She gave out a milk jug and smiled mischievously.
“I guess you’re feeling sad. In that case reindeer milk is the best.”
“…It’s a universal special potion.”
“Ho-ho-ho! That’s right!”
I didn’t have the confidence to drink all the milk in that barrel by myself so I brought a cup. Each of them took a cup filled it with milk and drank while looking at the snowy northern scenery outside the window.
reindeer milk.
The characteristic bitter aftertaste did not suit Simon’s taste but in front of Grayson’s sloppy smile it could not be said that it was tasteless. drank hard
“I every day come to this castle to deliver milk.”
She said.
“Maybe that’s why I can feel the changed atmosphere of the castle with my body.”
“That’s amazing. How are you today?”
She slightly closed her eyes.
“There will be a war soon.”
‘!’
“An atmosphere sharp like a blade. After this atmosphere flowed in the castle there was always a big battle. Recently this atmosphere flowed and there was a war with the three brothers.”
Simon noticed that even in the midst of his surprise Grayson’s expression when he said ‘war’ was very calm.
Is it because the northerners say that every day is a series of battles?
“Is Simon going to war too?”
To her question that came out of nowhere Simon who was lost in thought quickly came to his senses and answered.
“Yes I think so. I am also the Grand Duke’s disciple.”
“I wish you a safe return! Oh and.”
She smiled broadly with milk whitening the corners of her mouth.
“Milk is good before a war. You have to have strong bones to catch the undead!”
Then he lifted the glass of milk. Simon also giggled and bumped her glasses.
“Thank you Grayson.”
* * *
After the emergency meeting the departure date was set.
The Grand Duke has already announced that Simon will have a decisive battle with the North God within the period of his stay in the North. Departure is three days later.
Until then Simon had to somehow raise his capacity as a corps commander. Although he did not have the tens of thousands of undead troops that the Grand Duke proudly spoke of in front of his generals he had to fulfill his role.
With the schedule set Simon tried hard without wasting any time.
After waking up early in the morning and running along the road for strength training and endurance I tried to follow the archduke’s training routine as closely as possible.
‘…monster.’
Of course it was impossible to follow the same amount of training as the archduke who had been performing the same routine for decades. Simon felt that this was more mysterious than the Archduke’s wide-range control ability.
After completing physical training it was the corps commander class. The North God who lost his three brothers gathered all his forces in his area ‘Abyss’ so the undead invasion disappeared and he had no training targets.
The Grand Duke had no choice but to train them as his undead.
It is a friendly training between the 2nd Corps and the 7th Corps.
[Haha! Don’t give up boy! Wipe out the 2nd Legion guys!]
A peer who was inflamed with competition shouted. Simon stretched out his arms sweating profusely.
‘Keep moving forward!’
Skeletons made a clicking sound and rushed into the enemy camp. The composition consists of 11 summoned undead units and 30 corps-type undead units.
Soon they faced the Archduke’s skeleton troops.
fault!
At that moment a skeleton rider detoured backwards and thrust a spear into Simon’s face. Simon gave instructions to the skeleton behind him his eyes flashing.
The Skeleton in the back received the Skeleton Rider’s spear attack with his shield and then pierced the Rider’s chest with his own spear and scattered it.
‘I blocked it!’
“It’s quite good.”
The Archduke approached with his arms crossed and a grin.
“Is this the 12th gear?”
“Ah yes!”
After coming to the North the number of summoned undead that could be controlled by Simon greatly increased. From the 9th to the 12th.
‘With this I can even control the Bone Dragon!’
Simon clenched his fists in joy.
The Archduke called for a break by defeating his troops and the two of them sat down on a nearby rock for a while and drank water from a canteen.
“….”
“….”
After the victory party the relationship between the two was still strained.
At first it was difficult for Simon to endure the awkwardness but now it seems that he has roughly adapted to it so it is not uncomfortable. He thought it might be because the training was so hard.
at that time.
“Something cheeky.”
It’s been a while since the Archduke spoke first.
“I have a question for you.”
question too.
Simon looked at her wide-eyed.
“Please speak.”
“Your father…”
As she muttered she abruptly averted her gaze.
“Your father…!”
Then ‘Ha.’ He sighed briefly and grabbed the helmet that had been laid down next to him. As if he had regained his composure after hiding behind his armor his eyes flashed between the helmets.
[Hello is your father ‘Jonah’?]
“….”
Simon who looked at her in silence for a moment stood up.
[!]
Simon approached grabbed the Archduke’s helmet with both hands and carefully removed it. His helmet rises and his long hair falls through it like a waterfall. I see two cheeks that are somewhat flushed.
Simon said with a sweet smile.
“yes that’s right.”
“!”
Her face was even hotter than before.
“And I kept telling you? I want you to make eye contact and talk to me?”
“That’s arrogant!”
The Archduke who took away his helmet stepped aside a little more in embarrassment and sat down.
Realizing that her gaze was about to turn sideways she strained her eyes and looked straight at Simon.
“Yo is Jonah alive?”
“yes.”
Joy came to her face.
“Then… are you married?”
“yes.”
Simon smiled.
It was a fact I had recently learned from Peer but I guessed that she knew his father.
-Richard has been to the North.
When Simon complained that his relationship with her was not improving Peer’s answer was:
Upon hearing that Simon thought that his father and the archduke might have something to do with it. It was also an important hint that she had asked Simon earlier who her father was.
“I got married in a small country estate and they gave birth to me. I’m still living well.”
“…okay.”
Little by little her trembling stopped.
“Is it so?”
The Grand Duke let out a long slow breath.
I was relieved.
I felt like I could finally put down the things I was stuffy the things I was curious about and the unnecessary emotions.
It’s just a pity that I didn’t ask sooner.
“What happened with your father?”
Simon asked.
“It’s nothing.”
She smiled.
“He talked his own way and left the job to me.”
The two talked about the common theme of Richard. They both agreed on the fact that Richard was an eccentric and laughed out loud.
“Sure I’m always scolded by my mother.”
The corps commander who was frantically concentrating on command was nowhere to be seen and the Archduke looked at Simon who smiled like a child his age and talked about his family.
“Is it so?”
Grand Duke last.
I couldn’t even ask who married Jonah.
Still since she was the one who captured the notorious Jonah and raised Simon normally who had inherited his thick blood he could only think that she was no ordinary woman.
“The small talk ends here. It’s training again.”
“yes!”
I thought though.
As much as Jonah gave himself a chance. He said he should give his son a chance to grow up.
* * *
The luxurious mansion of Vilkenos.
Northern Watchers. Count Baldmont was staring out his window with his hands behind his back.
Just then a knocking sound was heard outside the room.
“come in.”
profit.
The door opened and a woman entered the room. The Count looked behind her and then she smiled and turned around.
“I was waiting for you.”
She is none other than a merchant who brings milk to the Grand Duke’s castle every day.
“Grayson.”
It was Grayson the milkman.
She came with a pale tired face.
“Chi dear Count Voldmont… see you see you.”
“okay.”
The Count opened his arms.
“But you seem a little less formal. How did you say to be polite in front of me?”
“….”
When she hesitated the count’s eyes twisted strangely.
“Wouldn’t it be possible to cut off your reindeer farm in your ancestors’ generations? Oh is your elderly father doing well?”
She bit her lip and trembled. Then she slowly fell to the floor.
“Dear Count Voldemont… Nice to meet you.”
The count’s eyes glistened with delight.
“Yes yes! That’s it!”
He ha ha ha ha! I walked around my room laughing and clapping my hands.
“I mean! Every time a northerner bows his head in front of me I get a strange pleasure!”
He said grabbing me by the shoulder.
“Aren’t the northerners uncontrolled savages? Those northerners who when I see me argue with me as weaklings and try to pour beer on my head. They bow their heads in front of me at my power at my wealth!”
He walked over with an excited face and grabbed Grayson’s chin.
I see her face covered with sadness.
“This is natural! This is normal! In the South if anyone has high status and wealth they kneel and bow their heads! These obvious things are not only you northerners!”
He released Grayson’s chin and strode around the room.
“My dream is to create a new northern country! When the war is over I will teach the northerners culture! To put it a little crudely. Yes it would be nice to call it ‘breeding’! Of course I should also teach them how to obey their masters!”
He looked back at Grayson with glistening eyes.
“All Northerners will fall at my feet! You are the beginning!”
“….”
“My faithful subordinate Grayson did you get any information?”
She trembled and held out a note with her fingertips.
In it detailed information about the contents of the northern meeting was written.
“The more I see your talent the more I admire it.”
He ran his tongue over his lips.
“The ability to control birds. Why do northerners not know this precious power? If it doesn’t help in battle they just treat it as something lowly. Isn’t it? I’m the only one who recognized you!”
He opened the note preciously and read it as if he had received a royal edict.
“Kuk!”
The corner of his mouth went up as he read the note.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
He shrugged and laughed and got up from his seat.
“Your farm is free. Your father will soon recover from his illness.”
“thank you….”
Tears dripped from her guilt. The Count smiled contentedly.
“Well you’re just the beginning for me to obey. I promise. I’ll make a North with my own hands that you won’t have to feel guilty about. Everyone will be like you.”
He got up from his seat and walked around.
“The butler.”
“yes!”
The butler who was waiting outside the door walked over.
The Count laughed sullenly.
“I need to see Commander Romario and Sir Cronus right now.”
* * *
early the next morning.
hairy hair-
Merchants in the north were pushing carts carrying various vegetables and chunks of meat.
The destination they were going to was the camp of the Kingdom Army.
“Damn it why are you asking me to bring you meat too?”
“I know yeah.”
Merchants walked side by side and spat out curse words.
Formally they were reinforcements personally sent by the king for the north so without basic support words had to come out later.
It was almost certain that the central aristocrats would talk about insults and treason against His Majesty by weaving together the treatment of the auxiliary troops.
“Even if it’s dirty politics is all like that so you have to put up with it.”
“Don’t talk.”
The northern merchants passed through the alleys and arrived at the barracks where the army of the kingdom was encamped.
“I am.”
The soldiers of the Kingdom Army were wandering around with blank faces in the barracks. these were still Dull eyes a weak face and even a zombie-like gait.
“Even if people come they don’t even pretend to see it.”
“That’s why. Today’s food! Take it!”
The merchant shouted loudly but the kingdom army did not respond.
“Take it!”
“Ah let’s just go. Cronus must have put a curse on the soldiers to make them deaf!”
“….”
At that time a merchant glanced over the manor with sharp eyes.
In the fierce cold that blows the flag of the kingdom army was seen waving.
“Wait is something strange?”
The atmosphere between the two formations was so vicious that an order was issued not to even get close to the kingdom army but the merchant walked towards the camp with a fast pace.
“Look! Get closer…!”
The merchant shook off his colleague and continued walking.
“Isn’t it strange no matter how you look at it?”
“What do you mean!”
“The wind is in the opposite direction.”
The wind was blowing northwest now but the flags and tents in front of me were blowing in the opposite direction.
The merchants walked away but the soldiers of the Kingdom Army did not even pretend to stop them and stood there blankly.
The moment they pass the soldiers and reach the encampment.
“uh?”
Just as a stone dropped into a lake creates ripples the air swayed and the surrounding environment changed.
The eyes of the merchants who followed widened.
“Uh huh?”
Something.
It was going wrong.
Whewyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
The camp where the kingdom army was supposed to be was empty.
There was no one in the barracks. It was after the crowd of people just a moment ago had disappeared like ghosts. They quickly moved their heads.
“Wow the Kingdom Army…!”
The merchants’ mouths fell open.
“The Kingdom Army is gone!”
NECROMANCER ACADEMY’S GENIUS SUMMONER CHAPTER 675