Chapter 661

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 661

Although Elizabeth hadn’t heard of the Grand Duke’s ability she realized it intuitively.

that this is a crisis.

The hairs all over the body stand up and the senses are activated. Even if you don’t have to see it with your own eyes you can feel the vicious power coming from afar.

Pass-

The skin on her face peeled off and the purple eyes of the undead flashed. The pupils also grew on his forehead. Cognition is stretched and time is also markedly slowed down.

You must protect your master.

Cobwebs shoot out from within her sleeves and block Simon’s way. at about the same time.

Kwajijik!

The inn wall cracks and black straight lines that seem to embody death rush at Simon. She’s definitely seeing it with her eyes.

Death adjoins Simon.

Squeak-

Cobwebs unfold in front of Simon without any gaps and black death touches his teeth.

The loose spider web is pulled taut at once.

I twisted several layers of spider webs but it did not slow down the speed of approaching death in the slightest.

tick-

One spider web breaks.

tick-

titik-

Lines 2 and 3 are broken.

It is dangerous as it is.

‘certainly!’

Hey hey hey!

All her eyes flash.

‘I have to protect it!’

From her whole body black-blue jet-black lights welled up like an explosion. As the pitch-black waves spread out like waves and passed on to the spider web that blocked death the spider web changed its shape and color and swelled in volume.

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

Then like a miracle the strength of the spider’s web increased. The two remaining lines of spider web momentarily slowed death.

[Haaaaaa!]

she tugged at her arm The newly spun spider webs wrapped around the tip of the death arrow like a net and at the same time touched the ‘target mark’ drawn on Simon’s abdomen.

“Keugh!”

At about the same time Simon grabbed the arrow with both arms. The floor of the inn I was standing on suddenly snapped! and shattered and sharp splinters of wood ricocheted drawing solid red lines across his cheeks.

“Big!”

Simon gritted his teeth and braced his legs.

Fortunately thanks to Elizabeth’s strong spider web she was spared from being stabbed. I thought I’d try to hold on with my strength.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

The output was different.

Simon’s body began to be pushed out without a second to dry. Even after breaking the inn wall with his back he was pushed back again and again. The two legs loaded with pitch-black left long wheel marks on the floor.

“master!”

Paeng-

Fang-

Feeling a sense of danger Elizabeth swung her arms again violently. She entwined Simon’s shoulders her back and her legs as her myriad cobwebs spilled out of her.

Kiki!

Soon she assumed a tugging posture and the cobwebs that had entwined Simone spread out in all directions entangling and anchoring the nearby northern houses.

Kwak Kwah Kwah Kwah!

However the speed only slightly decreased and Simon’s body was pushed endlessly.

Dozens of dwellings connected to Elizabeth’s spider web are collapsing roofs peeling off and entire columns being pulled out. The people’s astonished clamor resounds.

The buildings nearby were all collapsing.

‘damn!’

Simon who belatedly regained his senses cried out with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

“Pier!”

As soon as I opened the subspace a peer popped out as if I had been waiting for it. Pier immediately changed into a bone armor form and intensively adhered to Simon’s legs and back.

Soon Peer and Simon applied force at the same time.

Wow! Kwaaang!

Simon is pushed away and breaks the wall of the building with a stretcher and stretches out. One two three the background keeps changing every time it is pushed away. After entering the room repeat to see the outdoors.

Simon exclaimed.

“Everybody run away!”

rumble!

Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!

There was no fuss at the sudden situation. Simon’s body was pushed to the streets of the night market and he almost bumped into people several times.

Legs dig into the ground. Simon gritted his teeth and looked back.

“!!”

The baby now about two or three years old was sitting on the floor squatting and playing with snow and mud.

“Run away!”

Simon shouted but the baby was preoccupied with the snowman. Parents were nowhere to be seen right away.

He closed his eyes tightly and used all his energy to create pitch darkness.

‘Stop stop stop stop!’

“It keeps happening.”

“I heard you were hit by an arrow. Are you feeling well?”

“I felt like I was going to die in the morning but in the afternoon it became bearable.”

“Right.”

She cast her gaze out the window and nodded at Simon.

“?”

Simon got up and looked out the window.

and.

“ah!”

The mouth is open.

On a pole outside the castle the head of the very ‘rider’ who directed the Archduke’s arrow to Simon was cut off.

Crows from the north came cawing and devouring the rider’s eyes.

“I can’t believe the execution...!”

“okay.”

The Archduke said in a calm voice.

“He’s been decapitated and his subordinates will also be turned into slaves and will be used as bait for monsters after rolling them to death.”

In any case Simon himself is safe and no one is dead. He wondered if the treatment was a bit harsh but the Grand Duke responded coldly.

“Now we are at war and discipline is more important than anything else.”

She clenched her fists.

“Dueling is a culture with a long tradition in the north and I let myself fight as I please.

bang!

As she slammed the wall with her fist it cracked open and the entire castle shook.

“You deserve to die a hundred times.”

When the rider plants the flag the Archduke shoots an arrow.

This is an absolute and solemn rule in the North and no rider has ever worn a flag for private reasons.

Of course she also noticed that the arrow was flying in the city area and adjusted her strength appropriately but she sent the arrow because she believed in the rider.

But the result of her faith was like this she seemed to have a hard time holding back her anger.

Currently she has placed probation orders on all riders. Astride her chair and crossed her legs she let out a long breath as she rested her chin on her.

“You won’t have time to worry about trivial matters. You’re welcome too.”

“where are you?”

she pointed down.

“Northern Operations Council.”

* * *

The grand duke’s castle had a large meeting hall.

In the center of a large round table sat the Archduke and around him at a distance men in various distinctive attire sat.

Simon watched from a distance.

‘These people are generals.’

The military system of the North simply explained has warriors riders generals and a duke at the top.

Of course there are positions such as ‘Senior Warrior’ ‘Senior Horseman’ between ranks and ‘General’ among generals but they are largely classified into these three categories.

Everyone gathered in the conference room now is general level or higher. They were people who could command an army beyond a unit.

‘strong.’

His level was vastly different from the riders he had recently faced.

Even at a glance they were kingdom-class strongmen who opened the power core and rolled and rolled in battle.

“What is this kid?”

When there was a strange boy in the conference hall a general nodded. The red-bearded general sitting opposite him raised a corner of his mouth.

“I think it’s the friend who blocked the archduke’s arrow.”

“That’s interesting!”

A curious gaze and a sense of wariness towards outsiders are half felt.

Just then the butler Godric hurriedly approached with another chair. One of the generals frowned.

“Hey Godric. Are you going to arrange a seat for that kid in the meeting that will decide the fate of the North?

“Have you finished the small talk?”

When the Grand Duke spoke in a cold voice the generals tensed up and shut their mouths. She gestured toward Godric who brought her chair.

drooling.

Simon joined the meeting and sat at a round table.

And that wasn’t all.

‘ah.’

It was even right next to the Grand Duke.

The grumpy and jealous eyes of several generals turned to Simon. There was also a general who seemed displeased and clicked his tongue.

“Grand Duke who is that child?”

General Ganiro the second most powerful person in the north after the Grand Duke asked.

“Oh this guy?”

The Archduke friendlyly wrapped his arms around Simon’s neck and pulled him towards himself proudly.

“Everyone greet them politely. This is my disciple that I brought in this time.”

At the word disciple the generals’ mouths fell open.

Archduke Jean Arscalt was famous for never having a private relationship. But are you a disciple?

When Simon struggled with embarrassment the Grand Duke chuckled and stroked Simon’s head.

“This child will play an important role in this plan.”

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