Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 653
Three days later Nephthys held a ‘special class’.
Since the special class system itself was not a curriculum that could be rushed immediately after the Dark Emperor some professors who tried to accelerate the progress expressed dissatisfaction but Nephthys was firm in his thoughts.
Simon also saved himself as much as possible until the special class.
Particularly the reporter named Wedian Benchio was persistent. Whenever Simon was talking to someone he would pop out of nowhere and press the magic camera button.
– I found it! Simon Pollentia! He must have been talking secretly with the Ancient Undead right?
-….
Most recently it popped out of a trash can on the side of the road.
The people watching reacted by saying ‘What is that fool?’ but in fact it wasn’t once or twice that Simon was cold.
It was because there were occasional cases where she had conversations with peer’s alter ego in her head or listened to Elizabeth’s regular report as a corpse spider. There were times when I was lucky enough to be sharp.
Simon of course was not alone in suffering. As a student council we contacted the competition and asked them to refrain from forcing students to interview or violating personal privacy for matters other than the competition which the competition accepted.
However Wedian acted tenaciously as if he had a mission. Even though her superiors took action against her such as putting her discipline on her she didn’t give up. She even stormed out of her lodgings during her custody.
Because of her persistence Simon waited for the day to leave for the North.
And just today.
Simon stopped by Pier’s ruins early in the morning.
“It’s all in now right?”
[okay. It’s over!]
It had been a long time since the legion moved on such a large scale.
Peer Elizabeth Prince Achemus Hersheba.
And their main forces entered the super-large subspace. We’ll all leave for the North together.
While the troops were moving Fear completely sealed the entrance to the ruins with a barrier.
“That journalist can’t open the ruins right?”
When Simon who was a little worried said that Peer laughed heartily.
[Anyway he’s not even a necromancer he’s just an ordinary person. No need to worry boy!]
Having gone through so much stalking that popped out of nowhere Simon felt like he was going to get neurosis. He was startled by the passing mountain birds.
[I report to you Corps Commander.]
Crispy!
Elizabeth hanging upside down in a spider’s web from a tree came down.
[The reporter entered the Forbidden Forest and got caught in a web trap set by my children.]
Just then her voice resonated far away.
– Let go of this! let go! I knew I would give up just because of this!
[Shall I kill? A corpse can be erased from the world without a trace.]
Elizabeth said with a sad look in her eyes but Simon shook his head.
“If the reporter who was investigating me suddenly goes missing it will raise even more suspicion. When I come back after being in the north there will be no outsiders so I’ll be fine.”
[If that is the will of the corps commander girl I will obey.]
Of course it was true that Simon was also anxious. It would be reassuring to have one Ancient Undead guard the ruins but the reason for going to the North this time was for the ‘Brigade Commander Class’.
It doesn’t matter if even one person is missing. The purpose was to raise the abilities of all Ancient Undead at this opportunity.
Simon opened the super-large sub-space for the last time let Elizabeth and Peer in and moved on.
‘Let’s go to the North!’
* * *
northern.
In the Dark Alliance when it comes to cold regions the ‘Shahed Kingdom’ is famous but much of the Shahed Kingdom’s territory is located in the cold northern region so it is ambiguous to say ‘northern’.
In the Dark Alliance when ‘northern’ is mentioned the first place people usually think of is the northern part of Kalos.
The famous human hero Vilkenos Castle and Frost Field guarded by the Grand Duke of the North.
The monsters and undead in Frost Field are extremely vicious. There are also strong objects that can burn a territory in a short period of time and invade human territory in large numbers to eat humans their main prey.
It is the forefront of mankind to stop such cannibal monsters and the undead and a land that has never been conquered by any army in history.
At the same time it is a troublesome land that is barren in a cold climate where farming cannot be built properly.
Right there.
‘Here it is!’
Simon has arrived.
As soon as I opened my eyes to my final destination riding several teleportation magic circles the sound of the rattling cartwheels resounded.
It wasn’t the picturesque snow-covered city that usually comes to mind when thinking of the North.
The floor was a damp muddy road sparsely covered with snow. You can hear the gurgling sound everywhere and smell horse manure. Dreadful bearded men pass by each carrying an ax or halberd.
If I had to describe the feeling of energy in one word it would be ‘battlefield’.
It feels like entering the barracks of an encamped army. People were moving busily as one.
‘It’s bigger than I thought.’
This was Vilkenos the heart of northern Kalos and the most developed city in the north.
In the distance you can see the tall outer wall that surrounds the entire city and beyond that Simon thought of the Northern scene. The white snowy mountains rose jagged.
It was a beautiful natural landscape on the outside but thinking about how many monsters and undead would be teeming on that mountain made my spine go cold for no reason.
‘Let’s go.’
The direction to go was determined.
The tallest building towering over the city.
A fortress located in the very center of Vilkenos. The Grand Duke lives there.
Bassrock-
Simon took out a letter from his bosom as he walked. A letter with Kizen’s seal on it. Even Nephthys wrote it himself.
Simon remembered the conversation he had with her.
-Ah by the way I didn’t get permission from the Grand Duke to send you!
The first time he heard that Simon’s heart skipped a beat.
– Then you’re not going as a guest but as an uninvited guest?
This special class was definitely a Kizen school curriculum and there were various conditions and missions to be performed. If you just let go of your hands and kill time a semi-expelling handicap was waiting for you.
When Simon couldn’t hide his bewildered expression Nephthys grinned.
-Ah no need to worry. You just need to get the Archduke’s approval!
Saying so she pulled out the letter.
-It may be difficult at first but once you get the recognition of the North and the Grand Duke it will be easy after that right? Now this! If you let the Grand Duke read this letter everything will go smoothly!
After reminiscing Simon put the letter back in his arms.
Anyway the die has already been cast and whether it be porridge or rice there is no choice but to meet the Grand Duke.
In fact Simon was also very curious.
He had met many saints of the Holy Federation but none other than Magnus the seven corps commanders who opposed them.
‘There is a hero of mankind.’
A legend that protected the North by preventing the expansion of Frost Field one of the most fierce battlegrounds across the continent for decades.
I was curious about his skills and experience. He wanted to know what kind of person he was and what kind of Ancient Undead he possessed.
By any chance if the Archduke covets the ancient undead here they may have to fight but Nephthys and Fiona agreed after a long time saying ‘I’m not that kind of person’. I felt that the two of them were trustworthy enough to draw a clear line.
chin!
While walking down the street thinking about this and that someone bumped into Simon’s shoulder.
“Uh huh you should look straight ahead and walk right?”
The burly-built man curled his eyebrows and laughed bitterly. In his hand he was holding a battle ax that was bigger than his upper body.
His colleagues also walked away with their mouths raised.
‘What is it those people?’
Before Simon had time to say anything a group of undead soldiers rushed between the men and Simon.
Cucumber!
Papababak!
Over 20 skeletons wearing military gear are busily going their way. Simon’s gaze was immediately taken by that side.
‘Wait a minute who’s controlling that?’
It is not a natural undead. They must have been objects under the control of a necromancer but no matter how I looked at them there were no necromancers around.
As if the undead were on a specific route. It was moving all the way down the road.
‘that’s interesting.’
He wanted to uncover the secrets of the northern undead but finding the Grand Duke was the priority. Simon struggled to suppress his curiosity and moved on again.
“Hey Wrecker! Are you trying to destroy someone else’s house!”
“I’m sorry about that!”
“Euhaha! It’s a grand fucking thing from daylight!”
All of the people in the North must have been descended from Dwarves with thick muscular bodies and lots of hair.
In addition heterogeneous people who were discriminated against on the continent were often seen here. Cat beastmen were leaping over the roof of the building and the beastman reminiscent of a cow with animal-like hair laughed at Simon.
While everyone was busy they glanced at Simon to see if he knew he was an outsider.
“Excuse me but which way should I go to the Grand Duke’s castle?”
When I asked a sneaky question the prisoners quickly disappeared like cats wary of strangers.
While wandering like that I walked all the way down the muddy road.
‘ah.’
Finally arrived at the inner sanctum.
It wasn’t too fancy to be a castle where the grand duke who was said to be second only to King Kalos lived. The rugged gray walls towering pillars rose jagged like a mountain range and chicken-shaped decorations hung from the roof.
Simon stopped in front of the castle and pondered for a while.
‘Whatever it is let’s bump into it.’
Even if the Grand Duke was waiting here he was not someone he could meet so he decided to fight head-on.
Just then Simon was about to move towards the city gate.
Woo-woo-!
Suddenly a horn sounded.
The sound quickly spread throughout the city and the sound of the horn exploded in response from ordinary dwellings.
Simon covered his ears.
‘What what is going on?’
Doo doo doo doo doo!
The earth’s axis shakes. The sound of horses hoofs that followed gradually became clearer. Something pitch black was pouring down the slope of the castle.
It was an undead on horseback.
‘Could that be Dullahan?’
Knights in black armor can be seen above the Death Spirit Horse which drips pitch-black like smoke all over its body.
Their necks were hollow like Dullahan’s and ghostly flames sprang from where their heads should be.
The very flame had eyes nose and mouth reminiscent of a jack o’lantern. He holds a huge long spear in his hand and the northern flag is flying everywhere.
Execution!
chuck!
The sight of hundreds of undead cavalrymen lined up without shaking was enough to give goosebumps.
[That’s not a Durahan it’s a special entity called ‘Phantom Durahan’!]
Peer explained.
[They do not exist in the natural world and are only born from the Ancient Undead. They must be the elite soldiers directly led by the Grand Duke the undefeated Order of Undead Knights!]
It certainly looked different from the regular Dullahans made with guardians and the like.
Seruk-
It was then. An overwhelmingly gigantic knight riding a commanding horse passed by Simon with a clattering sound. Simon could feel it right away.
‘Ancient undead!’
Simon broke out in a cold sweat at the pressure.
Apparently that being was the head of ‘Phantom Dullahan’ but there was nothing on the cross section of the empty neck. Instead the face of the spirit demon was a human face.
A knight’s head attached to a horse. It was quite bizarre.
The Ancient Undead joined the troops without pretending to see Simon. Soon the undead cavalrymen split from left and right like Moses and raised their spears.
Remembrance!
chuck!
When the tip of the spear points toward the sky jet black radiates out. Each movement was precise and moderate. It looks like black waves are wriggling.
Soon someone appears on the left and right of the troopers.
dag dag-dag-dag-
A person wearing full plate armor with no gaps. The moment Simon saw him he felt that the images of the Phantom Dullahans and the Ancient Undead were completely erased from his mind.
Incredible spirit.
I wondered if that was the energy that humans could exude. It felt like the blood in his whole body was boiling just by coming close.
Without a doubt that person is the famous Grand Duke of the North Jean Arscalt.
[The war situation.]
A cold voice is heard through the helmet.
“Enemy undead forces are trying to enter Dundra.”
[I will go to Dondra within an hour.]
Simon struggled for a moment but decided to close his eyes and go. If not now there may not be a chance to meet.
“Excuse me for a second!”
Simon boldly approached the archduke.
The Archduke also saw Simon.
[Who are you?]
Dark eyes flashed between the helmets.
NECROMANCER ACADEMY’S GENIUS SUMMONER CHAPTER 654
