Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 174
It’s the 2nd year of Ephnell wearing a fake school uniform.
It looked interesting so I decided to play with the rhythm for a while. Lethe got up from her seat and politely bowed her back.
“I didn’t know you were in the guest room. Please forgive my rudeness.”
Ellen’s shoulders trembled as she confidently crossed her arms.
“I-I’m senior… you mean?”
“yes.”
Lethe unbuttoned the robe she was wearing and took it off to the side.
It was Epenel’s school uniform which consisted of a white top and skirt like Ellen’s but the brightness of the clothes was different. When the two stood side by side the comparison was obvious.
All of a sudden Ellen’s school uniform looked incredibly awkward.
“My name is Lete Sardena a freshman in Ephnell and a direct subordinate of my senior. I entered with the first selection.”
Ellen’s face became visibly pale. The girls who put up her Ellen and giggled behind her couldn’t laugh more either.
“Why are you like that senior?”
Lethe who was bowing respectfully with her hands together only raised her head. She had the corners of her mouth raised.
“Your complexion looks bad.”
“Ah ah ah nothing! No no! Ho-ho-ho!”
…The real one appeared.
I never thought there would be an active Fnel student on this train. That’s also the first selection student.
Ellen who was sweating turned around looking for help but the girls had already run away.
“Ellen Gile? Ellen Gile…”
Lethe who had a troubled expression on her forehead opened her mouth.
“Excuse me very much but that’s the first name I’ve heard of. May I know where you majored in?”
“Poetry Sacred Mechanics major! Ah no. It’s a major! Oh ho ho!”
“Ah that’s right.”
Lethe clasped her palms together and smiled kindly. Ellen gulped at her too letting her forced smile slip away.
Would you like to pass it on like this? If you get over this crisis just get off at the next station…
“It’s a coincidence.”
Lethe pulled out a communications orb from her bosom.
“I was going to report it to my advisor anyway. If you major in divine mechanics you know Professor Rahl right?”
“Ra-Professor Rahl…!”
“Would you like to say hello?”
Sweat dripped from Ellen’s forehead to the floor.
If Professor Rahl gets caught wearing a fake school uniform it’s really doomed.
As she didn’t say anything and just parented her Lethe nodded knowingly and put the communication crystal ball down.
“Impersonating Ephnell.”
Lethe’s voice turned cold.
“It’s a real felony don’t you know?”
* * *
Meanwhile Simon who went to the bathroom was returning to the first class room.
‘Wow that’s amazing. How can a toilet be in a train? How do they dispose of the filth?’
Simon who was thinking about this and that belatedly sensed a strange atmosphere.
There was a heavy silence in the first class room that had been so noisy.
‘You all talked like that are you all sleeping?’
Simon returned to room A2 feeling puzzled.
“uh?”
A slightly disconcerting sight unfolded.
Lethe was sitting cross-legged shaking a wine glass and next to her was a girl wearing the same Ephne school uniform as Lethe kneeling on the floor with her hand raised.
“Ah! Shouldn’t you put your arms straight on your ears?”
When Lethe said annoyedly the girl raised her arms in amazement.
“Don’t sit cross-legged on your hips! Raise your hips! Don’t straighten your knees. Yes keep that position. If you really don’t want to be scolded.”
Simon thought that the girl who was punishing her with her legs trembling was very familiar.
“Did you come?”
Lethe who found Simon said in a calm tone. Ellen who had lowered her head in embarrassment at the appearance of a third person timidly only rolled her eyes to look at Simon.
“uh?”
Ellen’s pupils began to shake rapidly.
“Uh uh uh uh?”
There was a person in front of me who shouldn’t be in this place at all. Ellen was so startled that she lost her posture.
Simon recognized her and smiled bitterly and waved.
“It’s been a while Ellen.”
* * *
Ellen Gil.
A priest girl from Epenel whom Simon met on his first mission after coming to Keyzen.
His true identity was just an Ephnel expelled student. In order to earn money to feed his younger siblings he came over to the Dark Union through a broker and worked there and bumped into Simon.
“Are you still doing that?”
Simon said pointing to Ellen’s fake school uniform. Her face flushed red she said in a crawling voice.
“Sorry I’m sorry. I tried to quit after that day… After all there is a difference in commission fees between working as a Priest of Ephnell and working as a normal Priest…”
“It’s a complete mess.”
Lethe who had heard everything said in a cold voice.
She checked again to see if the voice-blocking white magic circle she had just drawn on the wall was working properly and returned to her seat.
“Beyond impersonating Epenel he went over to work for the Dark Union under that fake identity? Are you really crazy?”
As Ellen bowed her head Lethe continued.
“Still it’s true that you once went to Epenel so I tried to treat you like a senior but you’re just bad. I’ll contact Sky Island right away and call the inspectors.”
“Oh oh no!”
Ellen begged grabbing Lethe’s leg.
“Ah! Are you not letting this go?”
“If I get caught by those people I might really die! If I die my younger siblings…!”
“If it was really for my younger siblings I shouldn’t have done that!”
Lette calmly dropped Ellen who was clinging to her leg like a leech.
“Don’t worry if you die or end up in prison.
“Oh no! Please!”
No matter how much Ellen pleaded with her tears Lethe was like an unshakable barrier.
Seeing no sign of forgiveness Ellen’s gaze turned to Simon this time.
“Si Simon! Please help!”
“There’s no point in clinging to him.”
Lethe laughed.
“This is the Holy Federation but what kind of power does that person have…”
“Don’t worry Ellen.”
Simon patted Ellen on the shoulder.
“Lethe won’t send you to prison.”
“Simon…!”
Ellen’s eyes widened with emotion. At that Lethe burst out laughing.
“It’s ridiculous. Who are you to say such a thing?”
“Actually Lethe also committed sins. It was Lethe who brought me here.”
“Hey!! You crazy bastard!”
Lethe screamed and grabbed Simon by the collar.
“You want to die! Why are you saying that?!”
Simon chuckled.
From Simon’s point of view it would be difficult if Ellen was caught. It would have been embarrassing if Simon’s name came out of her mouth during interrogation or torture or if her identity was revealed.
After quickly grasping the situation Ellen clapped her hands with a brightened face.
“Aha! So now we are a chain of common destiny!”
“Kuh…!”
Lethe nervously let go of Simon’s collar and sat down on the bed. Then I glared at him.
“…This incident is a sword to remember.”
“Sorry.”
Simon apologized.
“But if Ellen who knows my identity gets caught we’ll be in trouble right? I don’t think there’s any need to take that risk.”
“That’s true but I didn’t want to get involved with that senior in this way.”
“Don’t worry. Ellen has a heavy mouth.”
yes? asked Simone looking at Ellen and she nodded her head with a face full of loyalty.
Lethe frowned looking very displeased.
“By the way senior who wants to lower your hand?”
Ellen who instantly became a docile sheep at Lethe’s words raised her arms.
Afterwards the three of them talked about this and that in the same room.
Ellen said that she was on her way to solve a new request but since the destination was farther than the two of them it seemed like they could be together throughout the train journey. Her seven younger siblings are also doing well she said.
“But it’s strange. I’m wearing a fake school uniform like that but didn’t the heresy interrogators catch me on the train?”
At Lethe’s question Ellen laughed as if embarrassed.
“Because I’m sure I’m a priest! Since this outfit is just a cosplay they just let it go except for looking at it with a very pitiful eye.”
“I’m very proud of it.”
The purpose of the Heresy Inquisitor is to find heretics and bring them to the judgment seat. This kind of impersonation problem was not their responsibility so they seemed to have passed it on.
Simon looked at Lethe.
“But wouldn’t it be okay if I let you lower your arms a little?”
Two hours had passed but Lethe was still punishing her senior as if to death. Now Ellen felt sorry for her arm trembling as if she was having a hard time.
“Don’t interfere. This is the priest’s job.”
Lethe snorted as if nothing had happened.
“Considering that expelled students impersonated Ephnell this is not punishment. It’s kids’ play. Isn’t that right senior?”
“Ugh yes! That’s right! Ahahaha!”
It was then. As if she had something set up Lethe winced and opened her mouth.
“The interrogators are coming. Senior Ellen please go back to your seat quickly.”
At those words Ellen’s face turned white bowing her head at the two of them and returning to her seat.
Lethe quickly erased the voice-blocking magic circle installed on the wall and sat down to straighten her hair.
Simon suddenly felt a surge of tension and took out the scripture he had borrowed from Lethe and pretended to read it.
“hmm.”
Lethe tilted her head.
“Doesn’t it seem a little overkill to pretend to read it?”
“I’m going to go with the fanaticism concept.”
“Oh yes. Don’t get caught.”
that buck that buck
The Heretic Inquisitors really appeared. They clattered through the corridors with weapons and instruments of torture in their hands.
There was a dead silence in the train.
“There will be interrogation for a while. Please cooperate.”
Maybe it’s because it’s a place where priests and their families stay. Compared to the interrogators I saw at the market their attitude was polite.
Simon listened to the heresy interrogation in another room.
Nothing was that difficult. Some common sense questions. Simon thought it would be easy at this level of difficulty.
that buck that buck
And finally the Heretic Inquisitors stopped where Lethe and Simon were.
“Excuse me very much during the break.”
Senior Heretic Inquisitor Baccara bowed his head more politely than ever. His eyes were on the school uniform Lethe was wearing. The other interrogators in the back also flinched when they saw Lethe.
“He boarded at the last station. There will be an interrogation for a while. Please forgive the sin of doubting the faith of the two of you. It is according to the procedure of the superior so I would greatly appreciate your cooperation.”
Lethe shook her head chicly.
“Yes yes. Do whatever you want.”
Baccarat asked a few simple questions and Lete spat out as if asking for something like that.
There was no question that was a little twisted and there was no worry until the answer that penetrated the core. The interrogators showed admiration at the solid faith of an Ephnell student.
“That’s enough of the questions. Lastly I’ll do a physical examination.”
“Oh really. It bothers me.”
“I have no face.”
Baccarat looked to the side and nodded. A female Heretic Inquisitor walked over and said.
“Priest let’s go to the locker room.”
Lethe who was anxious about being left alone with Simon gritted his teeth.
“No do I really have to do it this way with FM?”
“I’m sorry. The current situation is the situation… Please cooperate.”
Even if you were a student of Epenel there was no way to stop the interrogation by the Heretic Inquisitor who followed the official procedure and practiced it.
In the end Lethe who was walking with the female interrogator looked back at Simon who was left with an anxious gaze. Simon nodded her head as if he was okay. Lette nodded and headed to her dressing room.
“Yes now it is the priest’s turn. The priest first…”
“Senior wait a minute.”
At that time a young Heretic Inquisitor entered Baccarat.
As soon as he entered the room he raised his leg and banged the desk! trampled loudly
“long time no see.”
Simon’s eyes widened.
It was the Heretic Inquisitor Metin whom I met at the night market last time.
“Did you get away like a mudfish then?
Mattin sniffed and said.
“Hehe! This pitch-black smell. You’re dead. I’ll reveal your true identity here!”
“Metin!”
Baccarat put his hand on Metin’s shoulder.
“Nothing has been revealed yet. The rudeness of hastily concluding that the priest is a heretic…”
widely.
Mattin removed Baccarat’s arm and stared at Simone’s face with a bloody expression.
“You will die right here.”
It was then.
Mattin thought he had cornered him but Simon smiled.
Metin flinched involuntarily at that warm unconcerned smile that didn’t even feel the slightest hint of malice.
“It seems that the interrogator has a big misunderstanding.”
Simon raised his divinity by bringing his hands together.
The pleasant subtle divinity spread and filled the room and the other interrogators smiled with small admiration.
‘It’s been a while since I’ve seen a divinity of such high purity.’
‘I feel like my heart is getting clean.’
Mattin’s expression contorted.
“Now ask me anything.”
Simon smiled.
I don’t know how I noticed the smell or what.
I picked the wrong opponent this time.
