Chapter 598

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 598

“Boys. Are you ready?”

Benya said as she approached the skull of Manus on the pedestal.

The way she tied her hair as she walked was somehow resolute so Simon answered with a nervous expression.

“yes.”

Benya swung her arm to launch a series of magic circles linked to Manus into the air then activated something with her fingertips.

however.

‘?’

Nothing happened.

The moment Simon who was waiting nervously wondered if something was wrong and tried to talk to him.

Kurrrrrr-!

The air shuddered and the floor began to vibrate. Manus’ two eye sockets which were left with only pure white bones twinkled.

Inside the skull extremely complex magic circles operated. Various polyhedrons moved and interlocked and circuits extending outward from the center were neatly established.

Now the former sword master ‘Manus’ switches on.

Keying-!

The twinkle in the eyes grows bigger and bigger. Soon the skull’s mouth opened wide.

-!@&!^*$@%&!!!

let out a violent groan. Simon hurriedly unfolded his jet-black shield. The pitch black like a blade drew scratch scars all over the basement.

“Ugh! I just made it work but what is this!”

[Khehehe! This is interesting!]

Peer’s alter ego hanging from Simon’s school uniform said when it came.

[Did you build up to this point with the remaining thoughts? Human black magic has also developed considerably.]

‘Ha but the result seems odd!’

[It has to be.]

Peer’s voice softened.

[That is no longer the sword master I saw in Death Land. just-]

The skull of Manus which had been moving up and down floated into the air. Black sparks flew and a raging wind shook the surroundings.

[It’s just a rampaging slaughter weapon.]

I’m going to go to the middle of the day!

This theory was dangerous. Simon exclaimed urgently.

“Senior Benya! The basement can’t stand it anymore!”

“okay!”

Eventually she forcibly turned off the summoning magic circle. The light in his eyes that had been shining on Manus’ skull slowly faded and he came back down to the pedestal.

When the runaway was over Simon and Benya sat down and breathed heavily without anyone saying anything first.

“...As you can see this is the situation.”

Benya said.

“With the loss of self and thoughts as a natural undead we succeeded in forcibly grabbing the corpse that was about to return to manure and raising it to the summoning undead. But.”

She looked at Manus’ skull with mixed eyes.

“From the moment the jet black is injected and activated this undead uses all of its resources for ‘runaway’. In the end even the summoning magic circle that maintains itself will be consumed and boiled.”

“....”

“If it self-destructs like that it’s impossible to restore it a second time.”

Simon hardened his expression.

A dangerous summoned beast that cannot be controlled at this rate. As Pierre said it was close to a weapon of slaughter without will.

‘But it’s also true that it’s a powerful material.’

Prince and Whistle. Or the ancient undead that was more than that.

It was true that he was interested as a necromancer when he saw the huge output.

“But what are you going to use it for?”

“Ah that’s...”

Simon replied with a bitter smile.

“I’m thinking of making it with Dyurahan’s head.”

“????”

Benya opened her mouth with a puzzled expression.

* * *

“You’re making a durahan with the head of Manus on the body of a guardian?”

“Yes senior!”

“...Think again gentlemen.”

After meticulously checking the seal on the cellar Benya continued as she climbed the stairs.

“There are many ways to conquer Dyurahan. It would be impossible to go to a guardian that is banned from exporting itself but with my connections I can rescue an A+ grade ogre rod or Abaddon corpse.”

“Thank you for your words.”

Simon also smiled as he climbed the stairs after him.

“If my research fails I’ll ask you then.”

“...haha.”

Benya raised the corner of his mouth as if he couldn’t stop it.

“I’ve known them since making undead from the bones of hatchling whales and making exploding ghouls.”

She tapped Simon on the shoulder.

“As expected you are the person most suited to the spirit of ‘mutation’.”

“It’s an honor to see you like that.”

“Okay! I’ll support you with the materials you need to conquer your bizarre Dyurahan!”

“Ah thank you for that!”

Simon greeted her and opened the door to the club room.

“Ah you’re out!”

“Senior student president!”

As soon as I opened the door I saw first graders huddled together like chicks.

“Senior student council president! Senior Benya!”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Are you okay?”

Simon laughed softly.

“Sorry were you surprised by the sudden vibration of the floor? It wasn’t a big deal.”

Benya also opened his mouth and smiled widely.

“My babies! Were you worried?”

Simon smiled as he watched Hector swinging his heavy greatsword like iron chopsticks with enhanced strength.

“Wouldn’t it be tiring to use ‘Eruption’ already?”

“Shut up!”

Other students shouted at the fierce competition between the two boys.

“You crazy bastards! Watch and swing!”

The obstacle course this time was also the solo performance of 1st place Simon and 2nd place Hector.

* * *

The next class is divine defense taught by ‘Professor Parahan’ from Priest.

Parahan who was reading the textbook while stroking his long beard like a freshman began to ask the students one by one.

“The meaning of the sign of the cross drawn up and down like the picture in the textbook is-“

OK.

There was a hand that flashed higher than anyone else.

“This is Simon Pollentia. It’s ‘obedience to superiors’.”

“What does Garrido mean?”

“This is Simon Pollentia. ‘The Liturgy of the Eucharist.’”

“The use of the Audio rune in this formula is-“

“This is Simon Pollentia. Blessing class hearing-enhancing white magic.”

As it was in the first year even in the second year the divine defense was Simon’s solo stage.

The A class members were used to it but the other students were all showing a surprising reaction.

“No. How do you know all that?”

“...At this point isn’t he himself a Priest?”

Looking at Simon who was gradually accumulating the performance evaluation score with the store Farahhan let out a bitter smile.

“Students see me after class.”

“yes!”

After finishing the last divine defense class of the midterm exam Simon and Farahhan headed to Farahhan’s house which is far from campus.

His house came out after a long climb up the mountain. It was a pretty good walk even though the distance was far.

“Why are you working so hard?”

Farahhan smiled and continued.

“You’re supposed to be number one in divine defense anyway.”

There was no way other necromancer students who had only studied theoretically could beat Simon who had been to the Holy Federation and could even use divinity directly.

Simon followed suit and smiled.

“Because I can’t be careless.”

-Meow! meow!

-Nyan! Nyan! Nyan!

As they approached the house they heard loud cries from afar. White and Kkamangi who became Simon’s divine beasts were there to meet him.

“Hi! How are you?”

Simon ran and hugged the two kittens. The cats struggled and tousled Simon’s hair with their paws.

-Why don’t you come here so often?

– It was bad!

It seemed to say so. Simon smiled and comforted the kittens.

“Sorry I’ve been hectic for a while. I’ll come back more often.”

Before I knew it Akalion a divine beast resembling a bear came and rubbed my cheek against my leg.

Simon took the three divine beasts and entered Farahhan’s house.

While chatting over a cup of tea Simon talked about what happened in the Tower of Time. He told Farahhan the story of Chaos and Void in particular.

“It means that you from the future handled that power freely.”

“yes.”

Simon raised a white and black aura in both hands.

“But I still can’t mix the two perfectly.”

“Don’t be too hasty.”

Farahhan said slowly waving the fan in his hand.

“You haven’t fully mastered either jet-darkness or divinity yet. As you build up your capabilities the path to the Void will naturally open.”

Simon nodded as he agreed.

Mix black and holy.

The method seemed simple but it was difficult to fathom how much enlightenment and high level would be required in it.

“In that sense the divine side is more urgent.”

Farahhan said.

“Thanks to the new subjects the level of new mathematics is high but there is no teaching of offensive-type divine magic.”

“Oh I know one.”

Simon immediately performed white magic.

< Lete Original – La Escreme >

The line of divinity spreads out and the belt of blessing winds around the spearhead and turns into the shape of a drill.

“Ohhh what kind of technology is this!”

Farahhan jumped up from his seat.

“There is such a beautiful and efficient technique! It’s a combination of divine mechanics and blessing science! Yes the simple performance of the Holy Spear series into 5 types of blessings...”

It’s hard to see this level of white magic while working at Keyzen so Farahhan seemed excited.

He was busy observing La Escream coming and going. Simon watched him with his chin on his chin then looked away.

‘Come to think of it.’

White clouds were floating outside the window.

‘How is Lethe doing these days?’

* * *

The Holy Land of the Holy Federation and the headquarters of Epenel.

Sky Island.

“Gratula my cíbĭlis.”

“I would like to meet the goddess’ closest daughter.”

“A blessing to our son who went to battle...”

All the residents of this place bowed their heads deeply or prostrated themselves in worship.

and.

“I will pray for your son to return safely. The goddess will also take care of you.”

A clean dust-free road.

There was a white-haired girl walking raising a cluster of stars.