Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 292
mother burned to death
White flames gushing. A mother’s arm scraping the wall painfully until her fingernails were crushed in it.
At the time young Figaro did not know why this had happened.
So I asked the adults why.
-Your mother was honored to be chosen as the ‘Essence of a Saint’.
-But your mother’s lack of faith and faith made her body unable to endure.
– It’s unfortunate but it can’t be helped.
I couldn’t understand what the adults said.
I wanted to convince myself.
Figaro worked hard and finally entered the water purification research institute where ‘Israfil’ a saint of the divine sea was involved.
Israfil was researching a method to remove the essence of a saint from a human body and a method to prevent the essence from entering without the Pope’s knowledge.
I don’t know why.
However since the goals were mutually compatible Figaro studied the essence of the saint here.
As the research continued the anger and resentment within him disappeared like the melting spring snow and new emotions blossomed before he knew it.
I was amazed.
He was fascinated by the power of the ‘Essence of a Saint’ which is one of only seven in the world.
He frantically researched to unlock the secrets of this power.
None of the institute’s researchers have surpassed his achievements. but.
– You have crossed the line. Figaro.
got fired
It was caused by being caught by Israfil for conducting indiscriminate biological experiments.
job has changed Although it was an ordinary priest’s job as a monastery manager he was still fascinated by the essence of the saint and continued his research.
people who come to pray.
People who came to worry about it were given drugs little by little saying it was ‘holy water’.
When time permits he repeats biological experiments against monsters.
– Brother Figaro! Hey what is it all about?
The secret did not last long and was discovered by the senior. This time she heard a harsh rebuke.
Epenel treats science condescendingly.
People don’t even wonder about the principle of ‘the essence of a saint’.
Being chosen by the essence is just being chosen by the great goddess Daeva.
If you die because you can’t accept the essence you just die because you lack faith and faith.
That’s how I close my head and understand.
Because this is the power of the goddess.
Do not dare to question do not doubt.
You just have to accept it as it is.
That is Epenel’s iron rule.
However Figaro could not understand this culture.
why.
Why isn’t everyone curious?
Why is the integer number seven?
Why can only women become saints?
What is the criteria for selecting a human being?
Can a man become a saint too?
Figaro’s thirst for and obsession with essence intensified as time went by and he eventually lost his second job.
A few months after that he found himself working in neutral ground.
An obvious relegation but not bad. Rather it was because I was able to experiment more freely here away from the eyes of the Federation.
One day when I was living in such a neutral zone.
I met ‘the child’.
-Kyaaaaaaa!
The whole house was burning with white flames.
A girl’s screams of pain are heard.
Exactly the same sight as when his mother died.
The villagers brought water in a bucket and poured it on but there was no way the white flame would go out with something like that.
Figaro ran into the house.
Then I saw a six-year-old girl burning in white flames.
The feelings Figaro felt when he saw the dying girl.
It wasn’t pity pity or sadness.
He was ‘jealous’ of her.
It was ‘time’.
Figaro thought he was strong.
At least in this town he was stronger than anyone else.
We spent the same night in this town but why didn’t the saint’s power come to me and why did it go to that little boy?
For a while Figaro mobilized all of his research knowledge to save Sasha. And she succeeded in sealing the essence of purification into the magic circle drawn on her body. He was proud that he was the only one on this continent who could do something like this.
But at most two months.
Within that she got this essence and made a plan to become a saint herself.
How a man becomes a saint.
Simple.
Let this girl Sasha take in the essence of purification into her body.
After that you just have to have her body.
Her body is a tool a vessel that holds essence.
The one who moves her becomes a saint.
She unknowingly followed Figaro who saved her life as her godfather. He concocted a drug that would flood her powers so that she would have her body capable of holding on to her Purifying Essence.
While the research was proceeding smoothly an unexpected situation was encountered.
The Holy Commonwealth which was fretful when the next holy woman of purification did not appear dispatched people to the neutral zone to bring those who were marked as ‘saint woman candidates’.
I had to stop Sasha somehow before she fell into Epenel’s hands.
Figaro mobilized all his personal connections to become a leader and decided to pass the time by welcoming the students from Epenel. In the meantime he bribed the gang into escaping with Sasha.
The students planned to leave this place with Sasha after putting them in an appropriately shabby place with the authority of the leader.
But this time Kizen broke in.
They changed their plan because they defeated the gang and captured Sasha.
He brought the Priests of Epenel and made them face-to-face with Kizen. She wished to perish.
While the two fought fiercely Figaro took Sasha and escaped.
There is no time.
Ephnell and Kizen also learned of Sasha’s potential and after the students fail they will dispatch real strong people.
It’s sooner than expected but
He decided to become a saint.
* * *
‘…What is that?’
Simon doubted his own eyes several times.
I had been in this village with my crew just yesterday but I had never seen such a huge tree.
[boy.]
Peer’s voice was heard.
[wait. I will show you the top of that tree.]
The right eye of the skull Simon was wearing turned pitch-black like a mirror. It’s kind of like a telescope effect.
Simon closed his left eye and looked at the top of the tree with his right eye only.
“…!”
Simon’s expression darkened.
At the top of the tree there was Figaro a man with orange hair who was said to be Sasha’s godfather.
His lower body was fused with the tree and only his upper body was protruding. His skin was also changed like a tree in places.
And the face you see right below it.
‘Sasha…!’
Sasha’s whole body was buried in the tree leaving only her face her eyes closed as if she had lost her mind.
Simon trembled with shock.
‘Then this big tree is Sasha?’
[Who are you?]
Just then a huge voice resonated throughout the barrier.
It was Figaro’s voice.
[I can feel the presence of the intruder. Who are you to penetrate the barrier by force?]
My whole body trembled. An overwhelming kind of power is felt.
The same sense of intimidation as when confronted with the holy maiden of purification Plema.
‘Do you really know where I am?’
Simon looked at the top of the tree with an enlarged view. Figaro’s eyes were wide open and he was staring straight ahead.
Since he was caught Simon answered using his peer’s voice.
[If you want to know about others isn’t it the best way to reveal that side first?]
[Okay nothing to hide.]
Figaro opened his mouth and raised his arms.
[I am the new holy woman of purification Figaro Mertens!]
Simon’s face hardened.
‘…Seo saintess? A man?’
[Oh yeah.]
Figaro continued with a twisted smile.
[If the gender changes a new nickname will appear! The saintess of purification is old so what’s good? um- yes yes I like this.]
Woo woo woo woo!
Suddenly tree trunks grew and grew so large that they covered the entire ceiling of the vast barrier. And numerous fruits began to bear fruit under the stem.
[Saint of Sin.]
It was pure white fruit.
Tuuk.
Took.
White apples fell from the tree trunk and landed on the ground with the force of a bombardment.
As soon as it hits the floor
Tuquaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
A huge pillar of divinity surged up from where the apple fell and swallowed everything.
Pillars of light like these were rising all over the city.
Simon frowned and swung the Greatsword of Destruction at the white apple that fell over his head.
blah blah!
The apple split in two exploded and created two pillars. Simon who was stuck between them lowered his stance with a ‘ugh’ sound.
‘surely…!’
I feel a divinity similar to the first time I dealt with the saintess of purification.
Of course the nature has changed.
If the white flame of the saintess of purification in the past simply raged in the form of pure holy flame this technique has extensive physical destructive power.
If caught up in this even Simon who had immunity to divinity would have no choice but to take a hit.
[Isn’t it amazing!]
Figaro said in an intoxicated voice.
[Fault of White Flame! This is the power I gained after becoming a saint!]
[Speak straight.]
Simon said coldly.
[That’s not your power it’s Sasha’s power.]
[Sasha and I became one. and.]
Figaro raised an eyebrow.
[She is now a vegetable. Her consciousness does not exist in the world and only me remains!]
Kudo deuk!
Kuduk!
[Worship!]
An army of innumerable plant-type monsters large and small formed under Figaro’s tree roots and approached Simon.
And that wasn’t all.
‘Even people!’
Humans with blood vessels growing like tree trunks all over their bodies were approaching with their eyes unfocused.
It was like a zombie.
[boy! They are as good as dead already!]
‘yes.’
Cuckoo coo coo!
Kwak!
Even in the midst of this vines and tree roots spread throughout the village grew more and more and destroyed the building and white apples were falling from the sky.
[Now it’s your turn! Reveal your identity nameless necromancer!]
Simon grabbed the Greatsword of Destruction and lightly swung it around.
Wow!
Koo Goo Goo!
The approaching plant-type monsters split the building split and the falling white apples exploded.
[Ohh…!]
[I am-]
The village has been annihilated and there is nothing to hide in this barrier.
Simon sent the hand that was not holding the greatsword behind his back and opened the subspace.
Tadak!
Kiririri!
Skeletons of dark blue flames and corpse spiders began pouring out.
Simon took off his hood and continued.
[He is the commander of the Dark Alliance.]
The dead cried out and formed a huge army behind Simon.
Shoot AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
At that time countless tree branches on the ceiling swayed as if fluttering in the wind.
[What a joke of fate!]
Figaro was delighted.
[As a saint my first necromancer opponent is a corps commander! That’s very impressive!]
Even the honor of defeating a military corps commander beyond the strongest saintess. It was a debut match that Figaro thought couldn’t be more perfect than this.
[Just wait there.]
He raised Simon’s greatsword of destruction and pointed the tip at Figaro.
[I’ll go up right now and drop that head.]
[That’s interesting! Try it if you can!]
Simon walked away holding a greatsword.
[Follow me.]
The dead shouted and followed Simon.
[I will show you the difference in overwhelming power! I am an existence that surpasses even a saintess!]
Plant-type monsters and infected humans emerged from the tree roots and rushed.
In a barrier where no one could enter a huge war that would not be recorded in history took place.
