Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 183
The more he read the classified documents the more Simon was amazed.
The purpose of blood cheongyo was neither slavery nor securing living sacrifices.
The final goal is a war between the Holy Federation and the Dark Union.
‘I thought he was a lunatic heretic without any purpose but he had a plan like this.’
I thought it was exquisite.
Right now the atmosphere between the two powers is literally on the verge. It feels like one or two pieces of the puzzle are not enough to make the cause of the war between each other so it doesn’t come true.
However what if the issue of the train hijacking by Blood Heaven broke out here and the fact that Kizen and the Dark Union’s necromancers were behind it was reported throughout the Federation?
Hostility towards the necromancer and public opinion on war will boil to the extreme and at that time even the pope of the world will not be able to stop the war.
“This… a real war might break out.”
Metin who was looking at the documents together drool as if he was thinking the same thing.
“If you look at the document it is said that the Blood Cheonkyo Church deliberately leaked information to the Inquisition Chief and let him attack the headquarters. The Inquisition Chief is one of the most extreme warring factions. It’s like putting wings on a tiger.”
“…Are you that extreme?”
“yes.”
The boss of all the Heretic Inquisitors the Inquisitorial Director Leight was notorious in both the Holy Federation and the Dark Union.
A merciless warmonger who hung countless necromancers with red crosses in his youth. Now that he has risen to the position of head of the interrogation office he is an extremist who burns hundreds of federal citizens every year in a witch hunt.
Simon who was listening to the explanation put a hand on his chin.
“It’s only if. If you submit this document as evidence to that person named Reit…”
Mattin shook his head.
“The truth is not important to the Commissioner. The documents will be burned right away and it’s not strange at all if they kill us to keep our mouths shut.”
“…groan.”
If Mattin’s words are true persuasion seems impossible.
While Simon pondered over it Metin put down the document and sighed deeply.
“Actually I was cautioned that a certain amount of war was necessary.”
Mattin glared at Simon.
“Seeing the ‘miracle’ you caused changed my mind. I keep wondering if I’m being too narrow-minded.”
Simon shrugged then faked a forced smile and made the sign of the cross.
“I’m not sure what you mean priest! Ha ha!”
At Simon’s reaction Mattin smiled. He hides his true identity thoroughly.
Simon returned to his serious face.
“Then before the interrogation chief storms the scene why don’t we first inform the press of this evidence?”
Mattin nodded.
“Yes I think that’s for the best.”
In the end it was a battle of timing.
After people’s anger and hatred against the necromancer increased due to Leit’s scheme ‘actually it was all a plot of the Blood Heaven!’ If you turn around it’s too late.
There was a high possibility that they would be buried in war issues or treated as trivial conspiracy theories.
However if the fact that they tried to fight the Holy Commonwealth and the Dark Union was put into people’s perception by first writing an article on Blood Heaven even if Leight later wrote an article inciting necromancer hatred the repercussions would be small.
It can also be expected that a rebellious psychology is created saying that blood cheongyo should not play as intended.
However if there is one risk in this plan the media of the Holy Federation is controlled by Ephnel. It takes time to write any article because it must be written with the permission of Epenel.
In the meantime there was a risk that the article would be rejected due to Leight’s involvement.
“It’s done!”
At that moment Lethe raised her arms and shouted. A bright light emanated from the sacred magic circle she was touching and the train’s body began to rattle.
“Can you steer it?”
“Of course!
Simon told Lethe the information he had learned so far. As she listened to her story her expression became serious as well.
“So this incident was done by the blood cheongyo to incite a war between the two forces and the person who will come to settle this situation is also the head of the interrogation office who is an extreme warring faction. Is it a sword?”
“that’s right.”
“….”
She was deeply troubled.
“I agree with using the press. But I think it’s better to leave this material to an influential person than to have us who have no influence whatsoever submit this material to the press.”
“…Influential person?”
“Yes. I’ll try to contact an acquaintance I know. He can influence both Ephnell and the media and he doesn’t want war more than anyone else. Is this enough?”
Lethe took the communication orb out of her bosom and began to operate it.
Chijik!
After a while when communication was established Lethe spoke extremely politely.
“Grattula mi Kibilis. This is Lethe Shardena.”
Simon was startled.
That was a greeting to a high-ranking priest.
* * *
“Yes I understand.”
Click.
The man who put down the communication crystal ball let out a faint laugh.
A room without a single light. The office was extremely dark with curtains drawn over the windows.
And the man sitting on the big chair was armed with heavy armor and armed with weapons all over his body even indoors. His right eye showed only white and his short black hair gave him a stubborn and stout look.
“The time has come.”
His aide who was standing up at his horse responded.
“You say that the blood cheongyo bastards hijacked the train?”
“okay.”
The man twisted the corner of his mouth. He was the man known to have killed the most necromancers in the world the head of the interrogation office ‘Late’.
“The time of judgment is coming.”
Blood Cheonkyo intended to use the Inquisition Office to start a war. The gist of the plan was to call in the Heretic Questioners to gather evidence after they all escaped.
However before they leaked the information to the Interrogation Office the Inquisition Director Leight already knew all about it through his own information route.
In the end everything was rolling in Leight’s hands.
“Cheeky bastards.”
he licked his lips.
“You may have thought they were using us but we are using them. Tomorrow morning we will wipe out all the Blood Angels in an ambush and inform all media outlets that there is a Dark Alliance behind the Blood Angels. I will give you an audience.”
“Yes! We will prepare thoroughly!”
When Leight snapped his finger the curtains were pulled back and light streamed in through the window.
“Turn it off…”
When the darkness lifted I saw bloody figures hanging from red crosses.
Large nails had been driven into their bodies their fingernails and tongues had been pulled out and traces of raw flesh being beaten with hot iron. In people’s eyes there were no guns and no will to live.
“No. 5415. Confessed.”
“Good work.”
Leight snapped a finger and the interrogators dragged the bloodied men out of the office.
Now they will confess their sins in the Holy Trial be executed and finally free from torture and regain their freedom. After they were dragged away only long bloodstains remained.
“at las.”
Reit stood up. A gigantic figure over three meters rose tall.
“The time of war is coming.”
He touched the white of his right eye.
Wounds inflicted by Nephthys. Now she couldn’t help but feel good at the thought that the time was coming soon to tear the woman to pieces with her own hands.
Whoaaaaagh!
An explosion of divinity rose behind him. The standing interrogators flinched and retreated.
‘This is the rumor…!’
Leit’s divinity showed its true value in the war against heretics.
Reit’s divinity granted him ‘infinity’ only when he was at war. Even after crossing hundreds and thousands of battlefields he did not get tired. He rises and resurrects endlessly with an infinite supply of divinity beating countless necromancers. Victory always belonged to him who stood until the end.
“By next year all remaining evil beings on the continent will be defeated!”
Divinity means Goddess.
The will of the goddess is war.
“Prepare the execution! Carve the cross! Paint it red!”
he tore his mouth open.
“This year carpenters will be busy.”
* * *
The day got dark.
Lethe at best figured out how to operate the magic circle and reversed the train but it stopped shortly thereafter.
The problem is lack of fuel. During the fierce battle the pipe that filled the train engine with fuel was broken.
Reluctantly Metin selected a few stout men from among the passengers and refueled them manually. There was quite a bit of trial and error because all the crew members who knew the relevant knowledge died.
While the fuel was being charged darkness came and it became night.
I had no choice but to stay in the stopped train until the fuel was full. Passengers shuddered in fear of not knowing when the attack by the Blood Heaven Church would begin again.
Lethe organized a makeshift vigilante by selecting priests and clerics who could fight on the train and distributed the remaining food in the warehouse to satisfy the hunger of the passengers.
There are no signs of an attack yet. Simone Lethe and Ellen were having a late dinner sitting in an empty room with an open wall staring out.
Well well.
Lethe actually had a good appetite. She frantically finished a bowl of steak and opened her mouth as she ate the lunch box next to her.
“I talked to him again in the bathroom earlier and he said he would come this way himself.”
Simon’s eyes widened.
“Oh really? You’re here?”
“I was also surprised. He is very busy and has a heavy hip. He said that the situation seemed serious and would come right away.”
Even Lethe herself who was speaking was really surprised.
“How did you get here?”
“He’s coming with a super-expensive teleportation magic circle. He said he wants to see the situation with his own eyes. So after I start the train I have to go lay a teleportation guidance magic circle near the Headquarters of Blood Heaven.”
Ellen who was concentrating hard on the food raised her head in surprise.
“That that’s too dangerous! How many of those terrible heresies there might be!”
“I can’t help it. I’m the one who called so I have to take responsibility.”
“I’ll go too.”
Lethe nodded at Simon’s words.
“Could you please? Then let’s finish this job and go straight to the Tree of Life. It’s not too far from here.”
While we were talking about this and that Simon left his seat saying he was going to the bathroom for a while.
As if waiting for this moment Ellen shook her head with her eyes shining.
“Lete lete! But what’s the relationship between the two of you? Is the porridge right?”
“Shut up. Shall I lift your chin up to your nose?”
“Heeing Lethe is too cold only for me!”
Lethe leaned back on the backrest and replied nonchalantly.
“No relationship.”
The answer rather ignited Ellen. she said like a quick-fire gun.
“Ayy no relationship? Lette would have to risk his life to bring Simon the necromancer to this point! Can common sense put someone’s life on the line?”
Lethe raised her eyes and corrected herself.
“For me the life of my benefactor was at stake and his son came as a collaborator.”
After replying like that Lethe sighed deeply thinking why I was making such an excuse.
“It’s obvious. Grow up. I know what they want to tie us up with but it’s not the kind of fun picture you want.”
“is it?”
Ellen chuckled.
“Then can I confess to Simon today?”
