Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner – 398



Episode 398

“…….”

Nephthys’ worries became longer.

He sat quietly on the bed as if he were a statue with his eyes tightly closed and his hands neatly placed on his knees.

Sharalak-

Her silver hair soft as velvet blew in the wind. A few of them ended up in my mouth but I was so focused that I didn’t even notice-

“Phew! Ahhhhh! This is it!”

It doesn’t seem to be that bad.

Nephthys who had roughly smoothed her hair with her fingertips looked at Simon.

“Hmm~ Good. Can I answer honestly?”

“yes.”

Simon also seriously adjusted his posture and sat down.

“First of all one thing you need to know is that this problem will not end just because I declare ‘I will forgive the sins of the 7th Legion!’”

She placed both palms on the bed and leaned back.

“This is a situation where fellow necromancers were killed for the sake of the priest right? Because this is an unprecedented situation public opinion is extremely negative. Elders and high-ranking necromancers as well as the survivors and families of the incident are watching with wide eyes.”

“I guess so.”

Simon bowed his head.

After all do I have to hide this fact for the rest of my life?

“but!”

Nephthys raised her index finger.

“The answer was no. It just takes time. This is possible if we calm down the boiling public opinion little by little and change people’s perception from the ground up.”

Simon suddenly raised his head at those words.

“Is it really possible to change perceptions?”

“Hmph. Of course Richard’s sin itself will not easily disappear but this ‘Simon Legion’ and ‘Richard Legion’ are completely different! I’m pushing forward with the feeling that I’m doing it. In fact the Ancient Undead just followed orders and they are trying to appeal that it is problematic to bury the powerful force that could stand up to the Holy Federation because of the past.”

Nephthys made eye contact with Simon and smiled.

“Of course if you couldn’t adapt to Keygen and remained an ordinary necromancer the elders would have no hesitation in getting rid of you and appointing another corps commander.”

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“……ah.”

“But the influence of the name Simon Pollentia is growing.”

She lay down on the bed. Transparent silver hair spread out like a fan over the bedspread.

“I was the first student admitted and passed the promotion exam in first place. In addition he fought with a saint and stopped the secret struggle of the Hyeolcheongyo Church. You are doing really well. And being recognized within Keygen is the same as being recognized by the entire Dark Alliance.”

Nephthys’ lake-like eyes turned to Simon.

“So keep working hard~ The bigger your influence grows the easier it will be for me to change the perception and public opinion about the 7th Corps.”

It was a virtual affirmation. Simon cheered inwardly and bowed his head.

“thank you! I’ll do my best Nephthys.”

Nephthys got up and patted Simon’s head.

“Yes you’re nice~”

Simon let out an embarrassed laugh. The feeling of being stroked by a seemingly very young girl was strange.

‘I didn’t expect it to all be resolved at once anyway. But if you are Nephthys.’

This incident gave us a good look at Nephthys’ political power and ability to control the media. Because I had seen her skills I could trust the story that she would personally do the groundwork for the return to the 7th Corps.

“of course.”

Nephthys let go of Simon’s head turned around and jumped down from the bed.

“This doesn’t mean I’ve completely granted your request. I’ll give you my personal gift later. Are you okay?”

“A gift?”

“huh! That’s still a secret~ I’m giving it as a back-to-school gift!”

Nephthys winked cutely.

“Anyway! Congratulations on being promoted to second year of Keygen. Simon!”

* * *

After Nephthys left medical staff came in and examined Simon’s physical condition in detail.

Simon wanted to leave immediately but discharge was impossible due to his current health condition. The medical staff again emphasized ‘absolute stability’ and left the hospital room.

‘…There’s no one here anymore right?’

After all the medical staff left Simon was looking around.

After checking several times to see if anyone was there I closed the window and drew the curtains.

‘good.’

Actually I’ve been nervous ever since I woke up.

I can’t believe I was asleep for 5 days! More time has passed than I thought.

‘I wish I could still feel my body.’

A power called Void that was used last time in the Shillage battle.

-I’m sorry but this information will be forgotten when I return. If you remember it your brain will just burn up.

He said he wouldn’t remember the ‘being’ who told him about Boyd.

Of course it is true that I received the void as a gift from that ‘being’. However using the Void required the use of transcendental theories that did not even exist on the continent and required an unimaginable amount of knowledge.

There was no way I could write now that all other information had evaporated and I woke up after 5 days. To use a metaphor it would be like becoming a driver who lost the entire train with only his hands on the steering wheel.

‘Well it’s clear that it’s a power I’ve used once.’

I don’t even want to reproduce it the same way. If you can even at least imitate that power you can become incredibly strong just by doing that.

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And there is another reason to replicate this technology.

‘Because now I can’t use Hersheva in front of people.’

Simon wrote Hersheba in a duel evaluation watched by many people and even wrote and presented a paper in front of researchers.

But what if Hersheba who used her own jet black suddenly unleashes Simon’s jet black and makes full use of her abilities and even the mummy that comes out from there uses the same jet black?

It’s strange that you don’t doubt the corps commander.

‘good. ‘It’s a waste of time to lie down!’

After setting his goal Simon sat down on the bed and spread his palms out.

‘Pitch black.’

Jet black erupted from Simon’s right hand.

‘divinity.’

But the left hand was silent.

It was a challenge from the start.

At that time it came out the moment I opened my palm. Simon closed his eyes thinking about that.

‘I can do anything!’

Paaaat!

Finally divinity flowed from my left hand. Simon smiled with satisfaction and looked at his right hand.

“……I’m going crazy.”

This time when I turned on the nova the pitch black went out. Simon collapsed on the bed.

It’s also difficult.

You can deal with either the pitch black or the divine but ‘dealing with both at the same time’ is a completely different story.

Simon closed his eyes and tried to recall the sensations of that time.

‘Yes I have to get a sense of it somehow now that I still have a little sense of my body.’

First I decided to organize it step by step starting from the basics.

Jet black is created by drawing in mana from the atmosphere through breathing and then passing the mana through the core. You can store it in the core and take it out whenever you need it.

And the principle of divinity is slightly different; the moment you take the mana in your body out of the body with blind mental faith the basic principle is that the mana manifests as divinity. Of course it takes a lot of mental power.

‘Yes this is it!’

Simon hit his knee.

‘The moment you open your core pitch blackness spreads throughout your body. As my Keygen life became longer my necromancer habits became stronger.’

Simon intentionally controlled the pitch black this time.

The only thing where pitch black spreads is on the right.

The left side is reserved for divinity.

“Pitch black.”

Then he extracts only a small amount of jet black and raises it in his right hand. With this conscious and maintained.

“I can do anything!”

Faaah!

A divinity bloomed in my left hand.

I quickly looked to the right and saw that the jet black had become mushy but it was maintained normally due to the supply of jet black from the heart.

“That’s it! Now these two powers!”

Simon clapped his hands together.

“If you put it together…!”

Wow!

“What’s going on!”

The ward manager who heard the explosion was frightened and opened the door to Simon’s room.

Patter-patter-

Like a mana explosion. The bed was smashed and debris was falling from the ceiling.

Meanwhile Simon who was lying face down was smiling and waving his hands.

“Oh it’s nothing!”

Afterwards I was scolded in the ward and asked if I had used black magic.

* * *

Simon was moved to a new hospital room.

Fortunately since Nephthys’ order was given to give priority to Simon’s convenience the ward did not raise much of an issue. The work was done quite quickly.

“I have a favor to ask!”

The ward doctor who had been nagging for almost 30 minutes was about to leave when Simon quickly caught him. He looked back.

“……Tell me. Simon student.”

“Could you please call Professor Parahan a 1st year student of sacred defense?”

At that one word fiery anger erupted from the ward doctor’s body.

“……You’re going to call a priest to this sacred ward right now!!”

So after a while.

“Hehehe! I’m so glad you’re safe!”

Farhan dressed in a white uniform and with a long white beard really came to Simon’s hospital room.

Above them two kittens lifted their heads and said ‘Meow!’

“White! Black!”

As soon as the cats saw Simon they came down and made a fuss. He was begging to be touched and hugged so he was rubbing and meowing. He had no sense of it.

“……Bringing a priest and even a pet to this sacred ward! Ugh!”

The ward doctor was trembling and the administrators smiled and tried to calm him down.

However Nephthys’ orders were absolute.

widely.

Soon the ward door closed and Farrakhan and Simon faced each other.

“I can’t believe you’re calling me in such a sensitive place!”

Farrakhan stroked his beard.

“As you can see I am in a position where I have to be careful about my priest’s behavior.”

“I’m sorry. Actually there is something I would like to discuss urgently.”

Simon briefly explained the situation to Farrakhan.

It’s a story about emptiness.

While fighting Silaji he placed the curse of ‘Compelonia’ on himself which he learned from Bahil. He said that he couldn’t remember how he did it but he definitely fought Silaji by combining his jet black and divine powers.

“……This is a story that is hard for this old man to believe.”

Farrakhan shook his head.

“In all my years of life I’ve never heard of anything like that. Didn’t you see an illusion or illusion while you were unconscious?

Farrakhan seemed in complete disbelief.

Before that Sillaji was the same. He couldn’t believe it even after seeing it.

Whether a necromancer or a priest people who had been working in a field for a long time seemed to think that it made even more sense.

But it wasn’t a problem other than trusting Farrakhan.

“I have a favor to ask you.”

Simon asked Farhan to set up a magic circle that would eliminate the presence of divinity that he had installed in his home and laboratory.

Farrakhan came forward willingly. To prevent others from noticing I painted it behind the bed or in the corner of the wall and even installed an additional noise magic circle.

“thank you! professor!”

Simon bowed his head.

“I don’t know if what you saw is real but the idea of ​​exploring something new is not a bad thing. I hope it pays off.”

Before he knew it the white cat had climbed onto Farahan’s head and was crying ‘Meow~’.

* * *

A combination of pitch black and divinity.

As I continued this crazy experiment I gained know-how.

Overall by setting the firepower of both attributes to be weak and then lowering the rate of divinity even more than before we were able to buy some time when they collided.

Basically the superiority of compatibility lies with the divine side so the key was to lower the proportion of the sacred side.

however.

Fuuuuuuu!

I experienced failure again. When jet black and nova collide they only coexist for an extremely short period of time less than 0.1 second and either the two attributes explode or nova devours jet black.

In fact the coexistence of the two powers was impossible.

‘…I’m tired.’

Before we knew it it was evening. Simon completely exhausted lay sprawled out on the bed.

‘Did I really see a fantasy?’

Simon moved his hands and relied on his senses.

like this. like this. I just mixed the two powers like this and it worked.

dripping.

There was a knocking sound.

Simon startled quickly removed any remaining traces of divinity. The divinity was sucked into the magic circle that looked like a drain installed by Farahan.

“yes. Please come in.”

Sweet.

The door opened and the ward administrator came in.

“Simon student? It’s time to get a shot.”

The manager held up the syringe and clicked his tongue.

“ruler! Quickly take down your pants and underwear and lie down on the bed!”

“…….”

Simon said with a cold expression.

“Don’t say nonsense. Ergé.”

[Heeing.]

The manager let out a disappointed sigh.

Soon her whole body flowed and transformed into a pink-haired female student wearing a Kizen school uniform. It’s been a while since I’ve seen ‘Elizabeth Waffer’.

“No one got caught right?”

[sure! What do you think of me? I am a capable spy who can even break through Keygen’s surveillance barrier!]

“Okay then let’s go.”

Simon took out a robe from subspace wrapped it around himself and stood up.

“You have to be back by tomorrow morning.”