Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner – 391



Episode 391

There was a boy.

He was born into a wealthy family with no envy in a chaotic era.

but.

-Senectar! Where are you!

His father was a devil.

My father’s name is ‘Silaji Visavar’. He is a necromancer. This is the same group that people in the world slander as corpse dealers.

The father forcibly performed a core procedure on his 3-year-old son’s heart saying it would be better to open the core when he was young.

However due to Silage’s limited skills core surgery was extremely burdensome for a 3-year-old child. The boy’s core was damaged and he had to suffer from heart pain for the rest of his life.

The side effects were also great. The body of a 3-year-old boy was full of wrinkles like an old man and his flesh was swollen and bulging. Inflammation and lumps were popping up all over my body and I was vomiting blood twice an hour.

The disgusting and disgusting reaction that inevitably appeared on the faces of the maids who were gently washing them.

The mother cried for a long time while holding the boy who had become a monster after the procedure failed. However the father Silaji who was involved beat the boy saying that his son could not endure this much.

The boy’s father.

Silaj Visavar was a ‘dog’.

He assaulted the employees of the mansion several times a day. They did not discriminate between genders and races and even touched family members. The boy’s sister who was four years older than him chose to die herself.

Slaves and war orphans were purchased indiscriminately their bodies mixed together and those that were exhausted were skewered to death.

The boy’s father who had a hobby of drinking wine while watching slaves dying painfully was the devil.

A childhood like hell.

The 10-year-old boy was still suffering from the side effects of his father’s failed core. I struggled to escape the pain in my heart. He read all the black magic books in the mansion and read the books he couldn’t find on his own.

I worked with one intention to unlock the secrets of the core and escape this terrible pain.

Some days I would go to a shadowy corpse-digger conference and seek knowledge.

Then to him.

-That’s an interesting theory.

There was one person who held out his hand.

-I will provide you with funds. Do whatever research you like.

At a time when his father Silaji was wasting the family’s wealth by living a debauched life with alcohol and women this man who offered to provide funds to the boy was nothing short of a savior.

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Avoiding his father’s eyes the boy converted a warehouse into a laboratory and conducted countless physical experiments. There were already so many rotting corpses in the family and many rare races and monsters were sacrificed as a result of my father’s ‘game’.

Five more years passed and the boy’s 15th birthday arrived.

He finally completed the forbidden black magic.

The name of this technique is ‘eating’.

I got a hint from a monster that sheds its skin and changes its appearance. It was a technique of ingesting the blood flesh and bones of another person and then reassembling them in the body using black magic to take off one’s own body and be reborn with the same components as those ingested.

-Where is he? Senectar my son! Since today is your birthday I will take you for myself!

The father Silaji who had been staggering drunk since broad daylight came to the boy’s laboratory which was a converted warehouse smashing down the door.

-What is this! What!

The boy’s expression became cold.

I asked my employees to keep this lab a secret. I can’t believe you betrayed me like this.

-Answer me Senectar! What were you doing here hiding from me?

The boy.

I smiled.

-father.

-What is it?

-thank you for this food.

After that day the boy

It became sillage.

-…….

As he walked down the halls of the mansion no one recognized him.

The maids who washed my body and even my mother

-Master. The meal is ready.

The maid spoke politely. When the boy looked at her the maid reflexively said ‘Hike!’ He made a sound and trembled with his hands raised above his head.

How much would it take to get hit like that?

The boy gently extended his hand to the maid. The young maid with tears in her eyes soon raised her head and looked at the boy.

Wow!

And the boy hit the maid on the cheek with all his might.

-Why do you block something so insignificant?

-I’m sorry!

I shouldn’t have been caught.

-Master. What would you like to do for the execution ceremony in the afternoon?

– Make sure to proceed without delay.

If it becomes known that the son killed his father the family will fall apart.

-Honey what about my son Senecta?

-Forget it.

The boy still treated people around him ruthlessly.

There was also a reason why my identity should not be discovered.

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There was also anger.

Even with black magic ‘eating’ the heart and brain could not be touched. Even the claws and spots on the body were able to be recreated but the pain was still there due to the damaged core.

There is no reason for those who betrayed me to be freed from suffering just because I have become Scyllaji.

I can’t be the only one suffering.

The boy was more faithful to the role of Silage than anyone else. As days passed Silaji’s evil deeds became widely known.

-Is that man Silage?

-……Slaughterer.

-I heard they kill and experiment on slaves and orphans.

-That’s terrible.

At the banquet the nobles talked about the boy’s evil deeds.

Sillage. Sillage. Sillage. Sillage.

I felt good when people cursed and berated my father.

Yes more.

Blame him more.

My father’s evil deeds should be known to more people than they are now.

The boy continued to conduct research and experiment on corpses. Then he created a way to repair his broken core.

Blood Core.

It is different from the existing core.

Anyone can easily perform and receive the treatment but there are numerous handicaps and the lifespan of the operator is shortened.

However it specializes in hematological black magic and has excellent output.

-It is truly a foundational technology.

It’s been a long time since I met a man who I met as a boy and who still finances me decades later. He also hasn’t aged at all.

-Would you like to hold hands with me? For the truth of this world.

The boy was greatly influenced by the man’s words.

Everything he said was the world the boy wanted. I thought it was worth risking my life for.

So the man and the boy held hands.

Hyeolcheongyo was born.

Silaji committed countless evil deeds and experiments in the name of Hyeolcheongyo.

Until this excruciating heartache ends and more people crush this man called Silaji and reach the truth.

And when Silaji’s body reached old age the boy created a new rule for the Visavar family.

-The only head of Visavar is Silaji Visavar.

-If the head of the family dies the successor who will become the next head of the family inherits the name Ssilage.

This was of course a way to maintain the name Silaji Visavar.

The boy had many sons and he ate the best of them and became Silaji again.

Sons grandchildren and their descendants.

The boy and Silaji Visavar continued.

Immortality.

The boy was the only one who knew the whole truth.

Before you know it the boy is unaware of it.

-Kill them all.

-Bring the next body.

His own father Silaji Visavar whom he hated so much.

It was becoming itself.

As so many years passed the era of necromancers and priests came. Silaj Visavar ‘VI’ served as Professor of Hematology at Kizen.

As times changed the image of a terrible experimenter was replaced by a reputation as a family of great blood flow magicians.

-A heart and core full of youthful strength and vitality are needed as a sacrifice.

To sacrifice the best heart.

To implement the long-awaited ‘Apostle Resurrection Project’.

He worked at Keygen for 20 years.

Just as the plan to sacrifice 600 first-year students was about to begin Kizen suddenly dispatched Silage on a mission to lift the blood ring.

Although it was an unexpected situation Ssilage acted nimbly. He returned to Keygen after eating the body of ‘Walter Hahn’ whom he recommended as a follow-up professor.

A young boy named Simon interrupted him in the middle but he was able to escape thanks to hundreds of years of experience and the secret techniques of Hyeolcheonism that even Nephthys did not know.

The moment when such a long-held wish is about to see the light of day.

“I don’t really like the dichotomous theory of good and evil.”

The person who came to stop him in the end was Simon Pollentia who had interfered at every turn. He even had the power of a corps commander.

“You are the most terrible evil on this continent. Silaj Visavar.”

Silaji replied with a grin.

“I think so too.”

Simon closed his mouth and glared at Silaji quietly.

He seemed happy.

Just how twisted is my insides? Does a comment like this sound like a compliment to such a wicked person?

But aside from all those issues there was something fundamentally wrong about that man.

‘I think so too.’

Simon closed his eyes and looked at Scylla again.

“I must have changed my body like that for a time and period that I cannot imagine.”

“……?”

“I’m not talking to that shell.”

Simon’s eyes widened.

“I’m talking straight to you. Have you even forgotten how to properly communicate between humans? shade.”

Just from Simon’s words. Silaji felt a shiver deep in his heart.

‘It is an insight into the essence of all things. indeed.’

It’s been a long time since I felt my heart pounding like this. He stretched out his arms.

“More than that I haven’t heard a response to my suggestion yet. Simon Pollentia.”

“I refuse.”

Simon spoke like he was chewing and put Hersheba in front.

“I will stop you at all costs.”

“I see.”

Silaji stretched out his arms with a cold expression.

“Then I’ll die here.”

<Silage Original – Bloodstone Castle>

Gurgling!

Behind the sillage ruby-like ore made of blood began to form a castle.

“I’ll disassemble it so you can’t even find the pieces of the body.”

Black magic that requires preparation time.

Simon had a feeling that the moment that castle was completed it would be over.

“Hersheba! Now it’s really just the Third Power! Please!”

[Oh really!]

She herself was shaking her body as if she was in pain.

[I don’t know anymore!]

Shoot!

Golden sand poured from her body and Simon controlled it by moving his wand.

‘That sand is unusual.’

‘The dungeon must be completed before the castle is completed!’

The two men glared at each other and prepared black magic. Soon Silaji’s blood stone castle was completed and the surroundings literally turned red.

A super genocidal spell that evaporates all blood in a radius and annihilates all living things.

and.

Shoot!

Hersheba’s vast golden sand spread around and covered Simon and Ssilazi’s bodies.

<Herseva Original – World of Sand>

The bloodstone castle spread red light in all directions and at the same time the two men’s bodies disappeared into the sand.