Chapter 628

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 628

It was an intense game.

The fatigue and stress accumulated from the fanaticism incident seemed to be washed away a little by the cheers of the crowd and the laughter of the classmates.

Simon turned his head after disarming the summoned Chaos Reaper.

‘Hector.’

As if something unclean had been smeared on his belongings he was cleaning the dragon’s wings and lifting the scales into the air.

Then when Simon’s eyes met he frowned.

“What.”

Simon laughed bitterly.

“No just thank you.”

“Shut up.”

Even if you say thank you it’s like that.

I thought so now. Hector returned the dragon parts to subspace and calmly turned his back and walked away.

“I don’t know what happened to you but don’t get caught up in it before I break you.”

Simon said smiling as he watched him leave the arena.

“Thank you for your concern.”

“Shut up!”

It was a reaction that seemed to be somewhat disgusting so Simon laughed silently.

* * *

After the game while I went to the waiting room to drink water Team 10 members and Fitzgerald came to visit.

“Good work Simon.”

said Lorraine handing her a dry white towel.

I could smell the warm smell of freshly laundered fabrics. Simon took it and smiled.

“Thank you Lorraine.”

“We won! We won!”

Eshu jumped up and down as if he was still immersed in the afterglow of victory then grabbed Toto by the shoulders and jumped. It was a bonus that Toto’s face reddened.

Simon wiping his sweat with a towel quietly asked Fitzgerald who was standing next to him.

“How was the morning game?”

The game I just played was an afternoon game and I couldn’t participate in the morning game because of an investigation by fanatics.

As Simon suddenly left out there was a gap in the Summoning Department and other unprepared students had to fill the gap. The schedule must have been twisted in many ways.

Fitzgerald opened the notepad and answered plainly without exaggeration or reduction.

“The morning game without you was 7th and today’s games are overall in the mid-rank. The overall ranking will be known only after the results of the 3rd grade game but I expect it to go down to about 3rd place.”

“...I see.”

Simon bowed his head.

“Ah~ Don’t worry too much! Chairman!”

Eshu came closer speaking in a clear voice.

“How much you’ve done so far! The kids who cursed without conscience all morning must have changed their minds again after watching this match...!”

“Eshu.”

When Lorraine noticed she belatedly covered her mouth.

Simon smiled lightly.

“No no. I did something to shame.”

It was like Simon himself pouring cold water on the Summoning Department which was ranked first overall.

But Lorraine shook her head.

“Isn’t the student council job also for all of us? Some of the kids grumbled a little but deep down they’ll understand your position.”

“...Thank you Lorraine.”

Lorraine’s words were warm but not all students would be rational and dignified like Lorraine.

However I was willing to humbly accept the criticism that came pouring in for not winning first place.

‘If only you guys could be safe.’

Simon clenched his fists and made up his mind but Fitzgerald said.

“One game tomorrow. Can I ask you a favor? Simon.”

It was. Twenty-six ships are registered to have left Roch Island this afternoon but examination of the remaining ships appears to have left one more.

One ship just disappeared like a shadow.

This is impossible on Rock Island where the security of all ships is strictly maintained.

‘Did Everkire interfere?’

Simon thought so.

“We just received a report but the ship was found in the port outside Langerstine. And the same blood found around the ‘Saint of Harvest’ was found.”

“in other words.”

Kazan put down the teacup and continued.

“There are two cases that can be guessed. Everkire who was badly injured while trying to capture the Harvest Saint has already left Rock Island. Or—”

“Everkire made it up to make you believe that. You mean?”

“Yeah that’s understandable.”

Aleister who had been listening to the conversation between the two lowered his arms and walked away.

“I am weighing in the former case.”

“hmm.”

“From now on it’s my guess. Everkire cut down the Harvest Saint who was resting with her divinity and authority sealed.”

In Simon’s mind the image of the zealot Everkire cutting off the face of the Harvest Saint with his supernatural powers came to mind.

“Everkire who killed her must have been careless. I was preparing a movement magic to clear the evidence and take the saintess of harvest but the saintess whose face was cut off was still able to use her powers.”

Aleister reached out and touched the wheat growing throughout the cave.

“Everkire who still didn’t know if the saintess could fight got seriously injured in an ambush and then when we Necromancers started to swarm she left the saintess alone and fled. And she must have escaped from Rock Island before the security was tightened. That’s it. is my guess.”

Simon who had been listening silently tilted his head.

“Isn’t that too optimistic? I doubt that a fanatic can defeat his purpose so easily.”

“Everkire tried to kill the saintess whom the Priests praised as ‘the closest daughter of the Goddess’. Shortly thereafter his faith crumbled and he could have had a problem with his divinity. It is surprisingly common among Priests.”

Goodbye What do you mean by this? Simon jumped up from his seat.

“If you’re talking about a divine slump that makes no sense! The reason why Everkire tried to neutralize the saintess in the first place is because the saintess got in the way of her plan!”

It’s possible that you don’t understand Priest like this.

Well this was the continental average. Necromancers and priests may have been absolute in their own domain but their understanding of each other was hopeless.

“Now is not the time to judge right from wrong by prediction alone.”

Kazan intervened.

“It’s not too late to discuss after the exact results are out.”

Aleister nodded and Simon looked at him curiously.

“Results? Is there anything else coming out?”

“Immediately the saintess of Shinhae contacted me.”

Kazan continued scratching at the scars under his eyes.

“After hearing what had happened to the Harvest Saint she promised additional support saying that the situation seemed to be much more serious than expected.”

Simon’s eyes widened.

Naturally I thought they would take only the Harvest Saint here and let go.

“Chu extra help? Who’s coming?”

* * *

Dark Union.

A teleportation magic circle in the nameless forest.

“Yes the preparations are perfect.”

A girl with snow-white hair was holding a communication crystal orb and talking.

Afterwards a worried voice was heard from the communication crystal sphere but the girl responded courageously.

“Sure. I’ll keep that in mind.”

All around her the paladins knelt down on one knee and waited with their swords planted in the ground.

“Okay I’ll call you after work.”

good.

A white-haired girl wearing a black robe lightly slung her bag over her shoulder. As I brushed her white hair under her robes she turned black and shiny gray.

Lightly putting her shoes on the floor she glanced at the chalk necklace around her neck then glanced back at the paladins and smiled.

“Then I will go.”

NECROMANCER ACADEMY’S GENIUS SUMMONER CHAPTER 629