Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 1053:
Temporary tent on the Holy Federation side.
“….”
Arch Paladin Zalkon felt uncomfortable.
The neutral zone asked me to ‘just come and fight’, so I came, but when I actually came, the story was different. All kinds of situations and political issues were interfering with his crusade.
“The Neutral Zone Treaty between the Federation and the Confederacy, which was recently renewed.”
Zalcon took a sip of iced tea and continued.
“Is that such a problem?”
“…Zalcon.”
Zalkon’s staff, whose face was full of wrinkles, sighed. He was a confidant of confidants who had been with Zalcon since he was young and took care of all sorts of things.
“You said the situation was different from the past. “As a result of what happened on Sky Island, the influence of Israfil and the moderates became stronger.”
“What the Goddess Sword does has nothing to do with heavenly politics.”
“There is no one who makes a living off of money and has nothing to do with politics.”
The staff officer responded calmly and walked to the side.
“You don’t like complicated stories, so I’ll just get to the point. In the end, do you know what the point of this is? Who broke this agreement ‘first’? “Not only we, but also the necromancers are feeling the burden.”
He spun around and stared at Zalkon.
“If you want to fight, you have to make them attack you first. The moment we start a fight and break the agreement, everything will go to shit. Are you confident that you can handle the wrath of the archbishop and saints in heaven?”
Zalcon rested his chin with a disapproving look on his face and the advisor continued speaking.
“I think setting a 10-hour condition was a pretty good decision, even for your bad head. Public opinion in this city is not on our side. “For the sake of saving face, we should also step back…”
“That 10 hours, bro.”
Zalkon smiled crookedly, smoothing his bangs with his fingertips.
“I said this to catch them off guard and then attack them a little later.”
“Jalkon!”
The staff raised their voices in confusion, but Zalcon had already made up his mind.
“Our 10th cathedral knight unit will surprise them in two hours. “It’s like the crime of breaking an agreement, but it will be offset by the feat of killing two military commanders of the Dark Alliance.”
“It’s not that simple! “How long are you going to act like a child?”
“The new corps commanders still lack experience and are even exhausted from dealing with the Behemoth. Should we just let this golden opportunity given by the goddess go by? In particular, the rumors coming from the 7th Corps commander are unusual. If we don’t kill it here, there might not be a next time.”
“Aren’t we saying this because we can take over all the problems that arise as a result?”
The staff member who had been nagging suddenly stopped talking and looked to the side.
For some reason, it was noisy outside. I can hear soldiers and paladins outside shouting something.
“excuse me.”
Sarak –
And then, out of nowhere, a man with gray hair walked through the tent and came inside.
It was my first time seeing this face.
“May Goddess Rausu’s blessing be with you. “It is an honor to meet the renowned Arch Paladin.”
“Priest! “You can’t go in on your own!”
The paladins outside followed suit and grabbed the unfamiliar man’s shoulders, but the man smiled and held his hands together.
〈Light Opening〉
Hwaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
A vast amount of divinity flowed from the man’s body, drawing the shape of a magnificent ring.
It tore the cheap fabric surrounding the tent and spread out. The sunlight pouring in through the tear in the tent illuminated the man brilliantly. As if God was blessing his actions.
The paladins were shocked and took a step back. Some people even watched in fascination. It was an extremely pure and clear divinity that was so clean and did not feel foreign.
“Can we talk for a moment?”
In the Holy Federation, divinity is a measure of faith.
Now that he had seen him in person, even the Archpaladin Zalcon could not turn a blind eye to this man. Or rather, I became interested in Jalkon.
“Please sit down.”
I thought he might be someone worth using.
* * *
The identity of the unfamiliar priest who suddenly entered the tent was, of course, Simon.
Staff and paladins were standing around, and in the middle, Zalcon was sitting in a crooked posture. Simon rolled his eyes and observed Arch Paladin Zalcon.
‘…my skin feels tingly.’
Leg muscles that seem to transcend human beings visible beyond the clothes. Eyes that follow every slight movement to the point where it feels obsessive. Even the refined divinity that fills the exhaled breath.
I felt like he was truly the embodiment of battle.
‘How strong is the active Arch Paladin?’
Simon felt his blood boiling slightly, but now was the time for diplomacy, not battle. As Simon was composing himself, a priest came with iced tea in a stone cup. It was the same thing Zalkon drinks.
“Please eat.”
Simon grinned and lifted his teacup as a sign of gratitude.
Before he could even lift the teacup to his lips, Zalcon grinned and began to rhyme.
“Do you have any experience with holy war?”
Zalcon’s question was suddenly thrown without asking about identity or affiliation.
Simon slowly lowered the teacup he was holding, and Zalcon changed his posture, stretched out his legs, and laughed.
“We will soon fight a great war for the goddess. Judging by the divinity shown by the brothers, it seems likely that they are favored by the goddess. “How about we join hands and take down the necromancers?”
‘suddenly?’
In the back, I saw a man who introduced himself as Zalkon’s staff member, looking kind and covering his forehead. It looks like I can’t control my master properly.
Just looking at it, Zalcon is not someone you can listen to. Of course, things other than one’s own interests will not be considered, including a twisted desire to win.
To this kind of person, various logical and rational stories are meaningless.
Pop!
Simon slowly put pressure on the stone cup in his hand. The blood vessels in my fist bulged in an instant.
Okay!
The stone cup shattered and its contents spilled out. The people around looked at Simon in surprise.
“Such rudeness.”
The sincere smile he showed earlier disappeared and the corners of his mouth raised as if to reveal his true colors. Simon sat down comfortably like Zalcon and stretched out his legs.
“I’m a little annoyed that you still can’t understand the mood.”
Zalcon looked curious and asked, ‘What is this guy?’ and his advisor’s expression darkened rapidly.
Simon continued speaking.
“The destruction of heretics and necromancers is clearly important. But what is more important now is the offensive against association. “At a time when we must unite our strength and faith, we cannot tolerate the 10th Knights of the Cathedral acting alone.”
Simon slowly clasped his hands and tilted his head.
“There is no way that Saint Israfil, who rules over the New Sea, would not make any preparations for the neutral zone.”
There was a lot of tension in the tent.
Zalkon narrowed his eyes.
“Are you saying that Saint Israfil sent a brother?”
“That’s right. “To prepare for situations like this.”
Zalkon’s staff, who was dazed for a moment, quickly spoke.
“Then show me the proof! This is proof that he was sent by Saint Israfil!”
Simon calmly put his hand into his arms and held out a notebook with Israfil’s handwritten signature.
Exciting –
Everyone’s expressions hardened as they saw the divinity shining in the signature.
First of all, this notebook and signature are real.
A handwritten signature given by Israfil to present in case of a problem on the Holy Train when he visited Sky Island to help Lete. But this in no way proves that Simon is her agent.
My heart is pounding –
but even the dog light that was shown earlier and this Israfil’s signature. In the Holy Federation, this is more than enough to be treated wherever you go.
Simon’s gaze turned to Zalcon.
‘Please don’t be fooled.’
Zalcon sat down and quietly looked at his notebook.
Then he picked up a pile of dice on his table.
Hwiik.
Out of nowhere, the dice were thrown into the air. He quickly grabbed the dice, which had been spinning several times in the air, in his fist and checked it with his own eyes. I didn’t show Simon what the results were.
“….”
Soon, he rolled the dice on the table with a dull laugh and opened his mouth.
“I don’t believe it.”
“…!”
Goosebumps appeared slightly on the back of Simon’s neck.
“It was two hours ago that we received a call from Bestiola, the new lord of this place. I think it is too fast for the person sent by Saint Israfil to capture this information and arrive here now. No, the timing is too perfect.”
Simon grinned.
“You are ignoring the information power that the Saint of God Sea has. “I was stationed in the neutral zone even before the incident occurred and was prepared for any situation.”
“and you.”
Zalcon, whom he no longer called ‘brother’, craned his head and looked at Simon.
“There’s something strange about calling him a priest. Actions are based on profit and rationality, not faith. “It’s not common for people working under a saint to be like this, let alone those who work in the field like us.”
Suddenly I became as sharp as anyone else.
What the hell?
Is there something to the rolling of the dice earlier? Isn’t this just a sudden act?
“Hey Barito.”
Zalkon turned his head and looked at a paladin.
“You said you were a member of Saint Israfil’s Paladin unit for several years, right?”
“yes. “I worked for about 6 years.”
“Have you ever seen this guy’s face even once?”
At Zalcon’s words, the paladin stepped forward and looked at Simon’s face. Simon’s heart was pounding, but he tried to keep a faint smile on his face.
“doesn’t exist.”
Simon’s heart sank and he laughed as if he knew Zalcon would do that.
The air around changed. One by one, the surrounding paladins placed their hands on the handles of the swords worn at their waists.
The atmosphere is getting rough. Simon said, trying hard to feign composure.
“I am a secret investigator working under Mr. Israfil. “There is no reason to show your face.”
“Secret investigator? Your tongue gets longer and longer. In the first place, the item you presented was not an order but the signature of Saint Israfil, right? “It seems like a fly that just trusts a signature and attacks you.”
When Zalcon gestured, it roared! And the two swords of the paladins crossed at the back of Simon’s neck.
“First of all, it’s a bit suspicious, so stay in jail. “I will apologize later when the matter is over and the identity is revealed to be true.”
ruined.
Paladins came to both sides and tried to grab Simon’s arms. Simon desperately rolled his head and looked around, as if he was grasping at straws.
Then, I made eye contact with the staff member next to Zalkon. The staff member’s complexion turned blue.
“Now wait a minute! You saw how amazing this person’s ‘dog light’ was! “If you are really Israfil’s secret agent, what do you plan on doing?”
Simon prayed hard in his heart. I don’t know who it is, but cheer up.
“Ignoring the saint’s instructions and even disobeying her orders? We are finished! “Even if you are an Arch Paladin, there are some things you can forgive and some things you cannot!”
Zalkon picked his ears.
“Anyway, if we catch the two commanders of the Dark Alliance, won’t the minor mistake be resolved? If that doesn’t work, why not go to Saint Dana and ask her to save your life?”
“Jalkon! “You actually wanted to fight, so I tried to throw you in jail first, right?”
As expected, there was no lack of common sense on this side. I was taken aback by Zalcon’s judgment, which had suddenly become so sharp, but fortunately, there was at least one person here who had common sense. It was fortunate for Simon.
“May I tell you something?”
The Paladin who had checked Simon’s face earlier raised his hand and spoke.
“If the two of you have different opinions, wouldn’t it be okay to contact Israfil and check if this person is really a member of your family? “There is a crystal sphere that can communicate with that side.”
The staff quickly agreed to that statement.
Zalcon was against it, but there was still time left before the event, and the staff persuaded him, saying there was no harm in being careful.
Finally, Zalcon looked at Simon and said,
“Give me 5 minutes.”
Fortunately, he avoided being trapped, but Simon felt like he was sitting on a thorn cushion. The paladin was activating the communication crystal sphere.
Simon quietly spoke to the paladin.
“I can swear that I have no shame whatsoever about my status in the name of the Great Goddess. However, due to the nature of my work, anyone other than Israfil may not recognize me…”
“Yes, I will still ask Israfil directly.”
After a while, communication was successfully connected to the crystal ball.
-Who are you?
Simon said, holding the communication crystal ball.
“Oh, I am Israfil’s investigator. There is an urgent matter and I would like to report it directly to Mr. Israfil. I wonder if it will be okay…”
-Oh, I’m sorry, but Mr. Israfil is not here right now, so next time… Oh, yes? Yes, I understand!
Suddenly, I heard a surge of energy in the voice that was receiving the communication.
And after a while.
The voice changed.
-Yes, what is happening?
An incredibly clear and pure voice and a sour tone that contrasts with it.
And even a familiar tone of voice.
Simon’s time stopped.
‘Why are you out there?’
