Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 422
Day 4 of life in Esqail Village.
Esqile also had its own concept of weekends. I was able to get away from my role as a teacher for about one day a week and relax.
Of course that was not the case for Simon.
“Utchacha!”
Clumsy!
Simon with his sleeves rolled up let out a cheer and the rotten tree roots deeply embedded in the ground were pulled out of the ground.
Adults who were watching burst into exclamations.
“Sean Sean’s strength is incredible!”
“As expected priests are different!”
Simon slumped in his seat with a groan. The uprooted rocks and rotten trees were scattered around.
‘Lord I’m going to die.’
My forearm screamed and my back ached.
While I was wiping the sweat from my forehead with a towel the farmer I had become close with held out a bowl of cold water.
“Drink and drink.”
“thank you!”
“You’re so amazing! To do a job that would take fifteen days in one day and even that all by yourself!”
“I’ve done it a lot in my hometown.”
As soon as Simon grabbed the bowl he went straight to his mouth.
The neck of the neck moved. Water leaked under my chin but I didn’t want to worry about trivial things right now.
“He’s a healthy young man which is rare these days.”
“Leave the cleaning up to us!”
Other adults moved to clear the rubble.
“Thank you very much.”
said the farmer perched roughly on the stump.
“It must be difficult even as a teacher for the children but you dared to come forward to help with such nasty things.”
“I’m also a member of the village for the time being. Of course I have to help.”
“Heh heh! Do you know how to be loved by adults?”
Of course there was a reason why I came to do the hard work. It is ‘information gathering’.
Simon took a sip of cold water and measured the timing to ask a question.
‘…Rather than that I really can’t adapt.’
Unlike this sweaty place a blizzard is still pouring down over the transparent barrier.
I thought it was a very well-made barrier.
“mister.”
“hmm?”
“Since living in the village I have a question.”
“Oh! Yeah something? Let me explain anything to you!”
In order to elicit such positive cooperation he had suffered for four days.
Simon raised his arm and pointed outside the barrier.
“That cold outside the barrier.”
“hmm!”
“It’s gotten stronger and now it’s covered even the lower village Kula. Do you know why it’s like this?”
“….”
The farmer’s expression which had a pervasive smile hardened a little.
“Why are you curious about that?”
Oops.
We haven’t built full trust yet. Was it too sensitive a question? The back of his head was drenched with cold sweat but he quickly covered it up.
“All nothing else! When the cold weather stops there is no need to clear the hard ground by gradually widening the range of the barrier like this. I wonder why the cold lasts so long.”
“….”
The farmer closed his eyes for a moment then opened his mouth.
“It’s because Snow Maiden was angry.”
came out again
That existence called ‘Snow Woman’.
“That snow woman… is there really such a thing? I’m sorry if this was a useless question.”
“Oh I understand. An outsider must be hard to believe. I was actually an outsider.”
He said that when he was a young man he fell in love with a Migenashi woman who stopped by the city and followed him all the way here.
“At that time my wife didn’t know…!”
It was someone else’s family affairs not knowing why he was listening but Simon nodded his head and responded positively.
“…That’s how it turned out! Anyway to answer your question yes. Snow Woman definitely exists! After living in this village I can’t believe it.”
“what….”
According to the farmer a big event is held in the village once a year to serve the snow woman.
At that time if you prepare a banquet table at the town hall close all the doors leave only the back door open and wait.
“After a while! I hear footsteps behind the door and I hear the enemy eating food!”
Simon swallowed saliva at the farmer’s realistic story.
“And the sound of my footsteps got farther away as if I had eaten all the food! I couldn’t believe it so I secretly opened the window but well!”
The farmer let out a grim smile and flicked his fingers.
“A woman in a white suit with scattered gray hair eyes and lips red as blood was running out barefoot! Then she looked right at me once! Goosebumps all over her body…! Yes. That was something that could never be called human!”
Simon had exactly the same impression as the unidentified woman he had seen. His shoulders trembled slightly.
“Hehe! If you’re scared should we stop here?”
“Oh no!”
His name was a necromancer but he couldn’t be afraid of ghost stories.
“Such things happen not once or twice! Sometimes there were times when the severe cold raged for several months but only on the day when I offered an offering to Snow Woman in Migenashi the sky cleared! Isn’t it amazing?”
Simon shook his head.
“What is the ‘sacrificial offering’ to the snow woman?”
The farmer was startled by the question and then covered his mouth with a frightened expression. Then he looked around his whistle.
“Ha! Ha ha! Did I just say sacrifice?”
“Yes. That’s exactly what you said.”
“Mah I guess I’m out of words! Haha! Alright. Shall we go back to work? Utchacha!”
Simon stared blankly at the back of the man who was trembling and frantically looking around.
* * *
“Miss Leah! Teacher!”
“Quickly!”
It’s a golden weekend with only one day off a week but the children came to Lethe’s house to play today.
‘Are you going to come on holidays?’
Lethe was crying inside.
Three children surrounded Lethe in bed and begged her to read a story.
‘Hey guys! Teachers are people too!’
I wanted to shout but Lethe smiled and said with a professional mindset.
“Then shall we enter the world of fairy tales?”
“Yeah~”
“exciting!”
Lethe opened the soiled children’s book. No matter how many times I saw it the fairy tale books were piled up and the precarious bookshelf was on the verge of being torn apart.
It seems to be a book that children cherish so Lethe carefully turned the pages.
“Once upon a time there lived a beautiful girl.”
Her sweet voice rang out. The children lay down with the most comfortable and cozy expression and focused on the story.
“The girl was born on a snowy mountain. But the mountain was too cold so the girl and the villagers came down to the warm southern lands. They lived happily there building a house and cultivating the fields.”
Lethe narrowly flipped through the page which was torn about 1/3 of the way out.
“Then one day the girl found the sailors of the wrecked ship lying on the beach! She brought them to the village and treated them with care.”
“Ah! Luckily they woke up. They were adventurers! The sturdy and skillful adventurers built a house for the girl and the villagers. They taught them how to farm well and make a fire easily. The villagers and adventurers together I had a good time.”
Lethe turned the page and smiled.
It was a mediocre story but it was heartwarming and fun. The children curled up under the blanket as if they were having fun.
“Then one day farewell came. The adventurers had to fix the boat and return to the kingdom now. The adventurers soothed the crying girl and boarded the boat. Then they waved their hands and swore an oath. One day they would definitely come back here.”
sniff!
Sup!
The sound of children crying could be heard everywhere.
Still thinking that innocence is good Lethe turned the next page.
“A long time has passed since the adventurers left. Today the girl sat on the beach and waited for the adventurers. But my God! The adventurers really did come back! “
“The adventurers begged the girl and the villagers. Our kingdom is being overrun by thieves. Please let them live here. The villagers readily accepted them.”
Sarak.
The moment she turned the next page Lethe was a little taken aback.
The picture in the children’s book had changed a little scary to the children. The text below was also changed to a more powerful handwriting.
“Adventurers and people of the Kingdom said Just like I built a house last time I’ll build a bigger city this time.”
“They burned down the forests where their animal friends lived and made roads. They overturned the shiny sandy beaches to make harbors and they cut down old trees the guardian spirits that the villagers cherished and made them into furniture.”
“no!”
“stop!”
Children’s protests were heard.
“The girl and the villagers asked us to stop but the adventurers and the people of the kingdom asked us to believe in us.
“The people of the kingdom kept coming in from the sea. The people of the kingdom continued to come in. The people of the kingdom now began to divide the land. This is my land that is yours. The girl and the villagers were embarrassed and said Nature belongs to all of us. It was said that no one could own it. But the adventurers and people of the kingdom didn’t listen. So let’s do it the next morning.”
Palak.
Lethe’s voice sank.
“There was no land for the girl and the villagers to live on.”
The children started crying. There was also a child who beat the bed with his small fist as if he was resentful.
“The girl and the villagers who were kicked out of the village went back to the cold mountains. There everyone made up their minds. One day after kicking out the adventurers and the people of the kingdom we will go down to that warm land again.”
“However due to the betrayal of the adventurers and the people of the kingdom the girl was shocked and weakened. The girl froze to death without being able to climb the mountain. The villagers were angry and vowed revenge and buried the girl in the snow.”
Lethe’s trembling hands finally turned the last page.
‘!’
And the moment I saw the last picture I almost screamed.
Faded gray hair bloody eyes and an expression of hatred and anger.
It was so real that I doubted if this was really a painting.
Under this picture the story in the last chapter was just one line.
“And the girl woke up.”
* * *
In the evening Simon and Lethe are reunited at the inn.
All the children were called by their parents after they went home.
“Did you find out anything?”
Lethe asked activating the soundproofing magic circle with a snap of her fingers.
“Yes. I found out a lot.”
“It’s the same here. First let’s share information.”
Simon tells the story of the farmer’s snow woman and the sacrifice. In addition to that he talked about the information he found out in the middle.
Lette also told the story of the fairy tales she read with the children and the stories she found out after chatting with Petria.
“Well it’s all sorted out.”
Lethe who was looking out the window said.
“Did you catch it?”
“yes.”
Lethe nodded seriously.
“Let’s dig out the truth about this heinous town.”
