Chapter 362

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 362

A location several tens of meters away from where Simon is standing.

Cerne Kazan and the student council president Phantasus were gathered with a curtain made of fantasy magic covering the front.

“...Is this effective?”

Kazan tapped the curtains with a disapproving expression. Serene who was sitting with her knees together beside him answered with a smile.

“Sure! Even if it looks like this it’s a black magic that has a soundproofing effect a shielding effect and even blocks presence. Don’t underestimate the Ivory Tower!”

“Well then! It’s a great fantasy barrier!”

Phantasus gave a thumbs up.

“But since I’m hiding like this it reminds me of the first mission evaluation in the first year! Yes it was early morning when the drizzle was drizzling at that time.”

Contrary to his appearance Phantasus was a talkative type. He and Cerne and Kazan looked at each other talking about him in one ear.

“It’s a condition that you come alone but you won’t come alone over there either right?”

“Of course. And even if the prisoner exchange happens normally.”

Kazan’s expression became serious.

“It is an order from the superior to capture Magnus.”

“Your superiors only give you unreasonable orders.”

Serene smiled like a fox.

“Are you thinking of working for the Ivory Tower other than Keygen?”

“does not exist.”

“Wow – that’s too much. Do you reject me after seeing my face?”

“hate.”

The moment when the two of them are talking about this and that. Phantasus said that the mana flow in the air has changed.

‘flow?’

As you said there has been a change.

A door opened in the air.

‘come!’

Simon’s eyes lit up.

A door that appeared out of nowhere in the air. Rather than a large gate it looked like an ordinary visit.

kiik-

The door opens revealing a white background. Beyond that someone was walking with slow footsteps.

White hair down to the back.

pale skin.

And a man in a gray robe.

The upper body is exposed from the collarbone barefoot and water is dripping from the body.

It was as if she was naked inside the gown. It looks like it just got out of the bathtub.

‘That person...’

A look of tension appears on Simon’s face.

out of control.

The main culprit of numerous incidents.

A pleasure killer who kills if he doesn’t like it.

The commander of the 5th Corps who even murdered a professor when he was a Kizen student.

‘Magnus Alban.’

He was holding something like a chain in one hand. He pulled on the chain and he appeared as if someone was being dragged from inside the door.

‘!’

It was a being with black feathers.

Half human half bird.

The whole body was covered with rotting feather wings and the legs were divided into three parts like a bird’s feet. The face is that of a middle-aged man. It doesn’t have a beak but it has eyes like a bird of prey.

But it didn’t look good. Blood was dripping everywhere and there was a musty smell.

He is the ancient undead Achemus of the former 7th Legion. He is the king of aerial combat leading the ‘Skull Wings’ undead modulated by harpies.

taut!

Magnus pulled the chain once more and Achemus stumbled from the chain hanging around his neck.

Simon felt a strong rage rising from his peer’s thoughts.

“hmm-“

Magnus took one look at the zombie butler who was tied up in a spider’s web and cast his gaze to every nook and cranny around him.

“You must have told me to come alone right?”

Simon replied without changing his expression.

“That’s what I want to say.”

Magnus grinned. Simon also raised the corner of his mouth.

The core of the Dark Alliance.

The two corps commanders looked at each other and began laughing slowly.

before the storm

The sound of the two men echoes across the vast field creating a sense of tension.

The moment either one opens the subspace first the entire field will be covered in black with the undead and will turn into a battlefield.

“A foolish bastard.”

Kwak Kwah Kwak Kwak!

sea ​​and shadows.

The fierce clash of the two forces reminded me of the end of the world.

“You are that.”

Magnus lazily glared at Phantasus.

“Is that the ‘masterpiece’ that the witch of death is pushing these days? Making me sleepy indeed.”

fault!

Then Magnus looked away. Simon raised the Greatsword of Destruction and charged Magnus in reverse.

“Haaaaaaa!”

“Is it tough?”

Magnus smirked and raised his hand and fanged shadows gathered around his hand. Soon a black sword with a strange design was heard in his hand.

Soon the distance between the two narrowed.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The moment the two commanders clashed their swords the world shook the clouds parted and the earth’s axis distorted.

Simon shouted while feeling the pain as if his arms were about to fall off.

“Now! Prince!”

turn up!

Prince jumped out before he knew it and ran with the bound Achemus.

[Hot ha! Achemus takes it!]

Kagagak!

Magnus grinned as he confronted the waves of Phantasus with one hand and crossed swords with Simon with the other.

“Ah- it’s okay. I came here with the intention of exchanging prisoners.”

“what?”

gurg gurg.

Suddenly the limp zombie butler began to disappear into the white swamp.

“I’ll give Achemus back. He won’t listen to me and someday anyway-“

His eyes flashed terribly.

“[All will be mine.]”

As soon as those words were finished Magnus’ body collapsed into the white swamp on the floor and disappeared.

Simon’s greatsword and the waves of Phantasus hit the floor where he had disappeared but only the poor floor cracked.

“Did I miss it!”

Pantasus shouted as if he was sorry. When Magnus disappeared the white floor lifted and the surroundings returned to normal.

Simon turned around wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

[Archemus! Wake! Achemus!]

Prince was shaking the fainting Achaemus to wake him up. Simon also quickly ran towards it. Elizabeth who was hiding nearby also joined them.

‘...It’s terrible.’

Traces of torture are visible everywhere.

His entire body was covered in black blood and the necklace around his neck had thorns on both the inside and outside. There are burn marks and scratches all over the body.

Simon swallowed dryly.

‘Did you endure to the end saying that you would not join Magnus Corps even after undergoing such torture?’

Scary to think of that Achemus’s eyes widened.

‘!’

Two arms came up grabbed Simon’s shoulders and pulled him hard.

Surprised Simon’s body was dragged away but Peer sent a signal to be relieved.

As the face of the large Archemus drew closer dark reddish-brown eyes began to scan every corner of Simon’s face.

[...ah.]

Soon those reddish-brown eyes began to shake with emotion.

[You look alike.]

“yes?”

[You look exactly like Richard.]

In the pupils of Achemus the images of Richard and Simon who were wearing the Kizen uniforms of their childhood overlapped.

[Forgive me for disloyalty son!]

thud!

A large body moved. He fell on his seat and banged his forehead! It hit the ground with a clicking sound.

[Conviction Achemus the joining of the 7th Corps has been delayed too much.]

Simon’s eyes were filled with emotion and relief. Peer finally laughed out loud and Prince and Elizabeth exchanged gentle smiles.

“You worked hard Achemus. Take care of yourself first.”

When Simon who opened a super-large sub-space looked at Peer and nodded Peer approached and helped Archemus.

[It’s fun to fight together again! Achemus!]

Achemus nodded.

[Me too. Long comrade.]

at las.

The fourth Ancient Undead joined the 7th Legion.