Chapter 343

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 343

Caang! visor! Chae Ae-Aeng!

A clear metallic sound rang out.

Against the background of the lofty castle wall the two boys carrying large swords on their shoulders and fighting while spinning was splendid as if watching a sword dance by artists.

Aaaaang!

The shock of receiving the opponent’s weapon pushed Simon back.

The two hands holding the handle trembled. It might have burst a blister and I even felt sore from touching the rough finish of the greatsword.

“Excellent.”

His opponent Jules praised him without hesitation and raised his longsword.

relaxed expression. And the sword still hadn’t been taken out of its scabbard.

‘...What is the reason for not using the real sword and wielding it with the sheath? I don’t think it’s the feeling of being watched.’

“Watch out Simon!”

At Dick’s cry from behind Simon’s head turned.

“Juul is a magic sword user!”

magic sword.

Literally refers to the cursed sword. Instead of endowing the user with great power it is said to bring blood death and all kinds of misfortune.

In the past no knights were reluctant to deal with it but since the Great Necromancer Age opened necromancers who have become accustomed to curses have begun to get their hands on these weapons.

‘... Demonic sword users there are all sorts of necromancers out there.’

After hearing Dick’s explanation Simon stuck out his tongue.

good.

Then Jule shoved the scabbard into her belt pointing the handle forward.

The moment he grabs the handle.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaagh!

A huge sword strike was drawn in a straight line on the wall behind it. The wall rattled as if it were about to collapse and debris fell in a thick layer of dust around it.

Simon ducked his back and looked at Jules with wide eyes.

‘...False swordsmanship?’

But I couldn’t even see him pulling out his sword.

Are you pulling the sword out of that large scabbard sending a sword attack and putting it back in at a speed you can’t even see?

If he really had that level of capability he would have to overwhelm himself without even bothering to use the sword.

“Simon! That’s the ability of Jule’s magic sword!”

According to Dick’s explanation Jool’s technique just now is a kind of swordsmanship.

Jool clearly swings his sword to deliver a slash and takes a series of actions to put the sword back into the scabbard but from the perspective of others that scene is skipped and it does not happen in this world.

It just looks like Joule is sitting still and holding the handle.

This is not some ironic power like an optical illusion or illusion.

A reversal of cause and effect or a force close to reality manipulation.

The opponent cannot see Jules swinging the magic sword. It is only Jules who wields the demonic sword but in this world it does not happen and only the ‘result of the swing’ remains.

‘...That’s ridiculous performance. Fortunately.’

Simon caught his breath and raised his greatsword.

‘It seems to consume a lot of jet black and once used it takes time until the next use.’

As Simon had expected Jule pulled out the sheath from his belt and charged. Simon gritted his teeth and swung his greatsword.

Caang!

The two men once again exchanged mindless battles. Simon’s pitch-black greatsword with enchantments and Jool’s red scabbard collided violently sending sparks flying in all directions.

“It’s great! You’re so good at swordsmanship!”

Jules looked blissful but Simon’s gaze was elsewhere.

With Jool’s appearance allied soldiers gave up climbing the rampart. Dick was sending his men to the south gate of the castle good judgment.

“Dick!

“Uhh okay! Watch out!”

Dick said another word as he moved with his soldiers.

“By the way if you get cut directly by the demonic sword you will be cursed!

‘It’s easy to say...!’

Caang!

The sword and the scabbard collided and sparks exploded.

Jool’s right foot which had been swinging the scabbard came forward strongly. At the same time he is seen pushing Simon’s greatsword up in the scabbard and gripping his hilt.

‘!’

Seeing the series of actions Simon immediately let go of the greatsword and threw himself.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The slash that occurred in a straight line slashed the spot where Simon was and went further and crashed into the wall.

‘I’m sorry but I’m a necromancer.’

Then the soldiers on the wall spotted the two men.

“Squeak squeak! It’s the commander-in-chief!”

“The one-eyed one next to it is the enemy! Shoot it!”

Archers fired arrows at Jool.

However Jool moved his scabbard to slash all the arrows and caught up with Simon.

‘Hey are you going to follow me here?’

Simon climbed up the walls of the castle and Jool who came up after him swung his sword sheath as he ran.

Caang! visor! Chaeeng!

The weapons of the two boys running up the wall collide one after another.

“Whoop!”

Jule who paused the attack grabbed the handle of the magic sword and Simon quickly raised the sword in front of him.

Aaaaaaaaaagh!

Jool’s slash met Simon’s greatsword head-on.

In the end the greatsword was broken and Simon’s body pushed by the impact flew out of the castle wall.

“Jjiik!”

“Second Commander-in-Chief!”

Simon quickly reached out his finger as he fell.

The blue-green cloud flew like a rope and clung to the bottom of the castle wall. Cloud tightened and pulled Simon’s body back to the wall.

“Leave the obstruction!”

Jules ran past the soldiers. The weapons thrown around him were simply swung around with the sheath and he closed the distance with Simon who had just landed.

‘Be persistent!’

Simon stretched out his index finger.

< Thickness >

The curse of motion sickness shot out like a flash but Jool lightly raised the sheath in front of him to block it.

The moment the curse touched the scabbard it shattered and disappeared as if the cancellation had worked.

“The demonic sword is the king of curses! That kind of attack doesn’t work!”

Jool’s charging figure reminded me of a berserker.

It was bruised from the attacks coming from all sides and the barrier gauge was shattered but it didn’t seem to care at all.

Contrary to the simple and exotic appearance the propensity to be obsessed with combat was like a demonic sword user.

“Laugh!”

Eventually Simon came down the wall. This time it was the heart the core city area that could be entered after breaking through the resistance.

‘No matter how much Elisa wouldn’t ask me to chase her all this way...!’

Whoo!

However Jool also came down the rampart. Simon let out a laugh.

‘I can’t help it if I chase you all the way here.’

Simon ran down the sloping steps of the city followed by Jules.

Wow!

As Jule touched the handle of the scabbard a crack opened in the dwelling above and with a roar it tumbled down bricks and houses falling down and blocking Simon’s path.

Cuckoo Palace!

Simon’s body which was avoiding the cooking debris was covered in thick dust.

“Whoop!”

In Jool’s field of vision who swung the scabbard to clear the dust he saw Simon lying face down on the floor.

“You got it!”

Jool immediately lunged at Simon but an emerald-colored blade suddenly burst from the front and slashed his scabbard.

“!”

Jules flinched and took a step back.

“From now on.”

< Simon Original – SS >

In the still dust a group of skeleton swordsmen flying in turquoise capes surrounded Jool.

“I’ll do my best.”

Said Simon putting an emerald crown on his head.

Jule finally smiled and grabbed the handle of the magic sword.

“Special 1 skill. I’ll learn a few!”

“Before that-“

Signaling Simon’s open hand the 23 guards rushed like a flash.

“I’ll finish it at once.”