Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 645
Hugs hugs hugs hugs!
Upon Nephthys’ announcement that the Legion of Betrayal had returned the closing ceremony turned into mayhem. The crowd was in great confusion.
‘Nephthys-sama…!’
Simon who was watching from behind the stage also turned white.
[Khehehe! That woman exploded again!]
Fear’s alter ego was laughing but somehow Simon couldn’t help laughing.
His gaze turned to the crowd.
Surprised and shocked people.
people trembling in fear.
People whose eyes shine with interest.
And angry people.
“The Legion of Betrayal still remains!”
“We must find and destroy it immediately!”
Some impatient people were even talking about that.
On the other hand the Kizen students were looking at the excited spectators somewhat bewildered probably because they had not personally experienced the Legion of Betrayal incident.
“quietly.”
Nephthys’ words instantly calmed the crowd.
“Admin Peer has already chosen an unknown person as his contractor. The 7th Corps has returned and the Corps Commander has been working behind the scenes of the Dark Alliance.”
She opened the document.
“Not only this Dark Emperor’s terror but also the saintess incident last year.”
Everyone’s eyes widened at the word saintess incident.
“Aside from that even Magnus who attacked Blood Heaven the Society and Pentamonium. He has been fighting against numerous enemies of the Dark Alliance using his own unique information route.”
Due to the unexpected flow the audience focused on the story in silence.
“The lives he saved are incalculable and he took nothing in return. Therefore I declare myself as the leader of the Dark Alliance.”
Taking her eyes off the papers she raised her hand.
“From now on in the name of Nephthys Akbold I will lift the Dark Union red order for the 7th Corps.”
Hugs hugs hugs hugs!
Excited reporters activated the Memorial Crystal Ball and pressed the shutter of the magic camera.
It was the beginning of a new era.
“Commander of the 7th corps. He must be here right now right?”
she said looking around the crowd. The crowd was startled and glanced at the faces of those around them for no reason.
“I want a conversation not a war. Please show up here.”
There was a terrible silence in this closing ceremony square where tens of thousands of people gathered.
And Simon who was at the back of the stage trembled and bit his lip. Cold sweat ran down his back.
‘What should I do?’
Are you really calling me?
Is now the right time to reveal your identity?
Nephthys himself said it would take years isn’t it too sudden?
‘I am…!’
At that moment Nephthys’s rustling voice was heard in his ears.
[If you hesitated.]
It was a voice only Simon could hear. She turned her head to look backstage exactly in Simon’s eyes.
[Stay where you are.]
“…!”
At that Simon stopped like a rat. Drops of sweat dripped like dew on his bangs and hit the floor.
“also.”
Nephthys looked ahead again.
“There’s no way they’ll come out. I know. You can’t trust us yet…”
“Miss Nephthys!”
A spectator kicked the floor and jumped onto the podium. Servants urgently grabbed his arms and tried to pull him down but Nephthys raised his hand to stop him.
“who?”
“I’m Corino from Balot the Kingdom of Dresden!”
He dropped to one knee shaking off his minions. Nephthys smiled benevolently.
“Yes dear Corino. What do you say?”
“Please back down from the words that the 7th Legion’s red wanted order will be lifted!”
He punched me in the chest with bloodshot eyes.
“I lost my wife to the dagger of that terrible Legion of Betrayal!”
“….”
“My daughter and I are left with only deep scars in our hearts. Those base legions of treachery must be wiped out from the world! They betrayed the Alliance! They killed allies who fought alongside the Priest for years!”
he shed tears
“Isn’t that the only principle that has existed since the beginning of the Dark Alliance! If nothing else the sin of betrayal will never go away!”
Loud shouts and sounds of sympathy rose from everywhere.
“I’ve lost a friend!”
“My hometown was burned!”
“Total annihilation to the Legion of Betrayal!”
Simon felt his breath choke and his throat choke.
I thought it was too easy.
-If you hesitated. stay where you are
Nephthys knew this would happen.
“Dear Corino.”
Nephthys opened his mouth.
“Is your daughter on this island?”
“Yes to the Dark Emperor with me…”
“It’s ironic.”
She smiled strangely.
“It’s unfortunate that you lost your wife to the 7th Legion but today the lives of you and your daughter were saved by the 7th Legion.”
“That’s what…!”
“Listen everyone. The reality-distorting zealot who came to Locke Island was not solved by us but by his Legion and helpers. Without the 7th Legion Locke Island would have sunk into the sea by now.”
she strode
“Dear people. Undead are tools to Necromancers. Tools are innocent but you just have to see the person who handles them. A knife is considered a tool to kill people but when a doctor catches it it is used as a surgical tool to save people. If the cook catches it it is used as a tool for feeding people.”
Speaking in an unusual sophisticated archaic tone she stopped and spread her arms.
“The Holy Federation is growing stronger and stronger their mysteries reach the sky and their blind faith in their god is getting worse and worse. We need to be aware of the reality that the entire island of Roch is in danger because of just one fanatic.”
She clenched her little fist.
“It is often said that Priests see the future after death in anticipation of the ‘Judgement Day’ and Necromancers see the past by touching ‘dead bodies’. Also exists. We need to be stronger than before and we need more strong people than ever before. Tell the commander of the 7th Corps.”
she lowered her hand At the end she returned to her original tone.
“I hope we can talk soon!”
At that time the elders of the Dark Union who were sitting in the back seat jumped up from their seats.
“To say such an important story in a place like this! What do you mean? Master!”
“We haven’t heard any reports!”
“It’s okay~”
Nephthys put a hand on her cheek and blinked her eyes pretending to be cute.
“Isn’t it a jjambab that I have to report to you guys one by one?”
“Yes Lord Nephthys!”
“There’s one more thing I can’t let go of!”
Another tall elder came walking with a cane.
“I didn’t say that the entire island of Roch was in danger because of that fanatic. This is an invasion by the Holy Federation and a serious provocation!”
he squealed.
“We must make them pay for their blood! We must wage a war of resentment!”
That’s right!
Kill the diviners!
Shame on the corpses of fanatics!
Voices of sympathy echoed. But Nephthys smiled unfazed.
“Hehe it seems like just yesterday that he confessed to picking wild flowers while building a sandcastle with me~ Robert.”
The old man’s expression was stained with bewilderment.
“Muh what are you saying!”
“Suddenly the fat on the chin and belly has grown and only wrinkles and desires have grown. Don’t talk about war simply.”
She turned around.
“Since there’s not much time left to live send young people to recreate the glory of the Dark Alliance and if you’re thinking of playing a war game where you get reports on the war situation from behind then I’ll personally put you guys in armor and put you on the front line.”
The old man’s wrinkled face turned red. Nephthys stepped away and looked at the crowd again.
“Details will be announced later but this raid by fanatics is a separate incident from the Holy Federation. Rather an anonymous person on the Holy Federation side made a great contribution to finding and defeating fanatics.”
The audience was thrown into confusion when they said that Priest was helping them. The confusion was compounded by the fact that Nephthys was not one to lie in front of everyone.
“It means that there are still ‘people with whom we can talk’. As long as there is dialogue and reason suppresses madness there will be no war. But it is true that the Holy Federation and hostile forces are growing stronger and the moment the balance of power breaks It is also a stark reality that the Dark Alliance is in danger.”
she stretched out her arms
“The only thing that can protect us is strength. I don’t need the past. I’ll take anything that’s useful. Even if that’s what it is.”
The corner of her mouth went up.
“Even the Legion of Betrayal.”
* * *
At the closing ceremony of the Dark Emperor Nephthys’s speech turned the Dark Alliance upside down.
Immediately all the newspapers of the Dark Alliance made headlines about this news and before the day was over the newspapers were out.
[The Legion of Betrayal is back!]
[Who is the veiled 7th Corps commander?]
The reaction was polar opposite.
Although Nephthys lifted the red wanted order imposed on the entire Dark Alliance the Kingdom of Dresden and the Kingdom of Shahed which were directly affected by the incident among the four kingdoms reacted extremely. The two kingdoms even issued a wanted order at the kingdom level separate from the guidelines of the union.
Taking advantage of this time the anti-Kizen faction who had been exhausted all along rose up in unison and strongly argued that they should forget the past and withdraw from the coalition led by the senile Nephthys who defended the Legion of Betrayal.
Even without these political colors the opinions of the general public were also divided in half.
Those who said that the 7th Corps should be destroyed as soon as it was discovered because the terrible sin of betrayal still persisted and those who said that as Nephthys said the undead are tools so it would not be too late to judge the user.
At least even before the announcement Nephthys spent time and money trying to create a moderate public opinion so this kind of half-and-half public opinion was formed.
The reaction of the Kizen students who had not experienced the situation was a little more friendly to the 7th Corps.
While living in Kizen he had a deep tendency to be all-rounders so many students said that it would be enough to fight well against the crime of betrayal and catch a priest well.
of course.
“I can’t forgive you.”
“Aren’t they the Legion of Betrayal?”
The students whose parents’ generation was directly victimized gritted their teeth because the commander of the 7th corps was no different from their enemy.
Among them was Hector but the Moors were also direct victims.
“Why is that exaggerated expression like that?”
“It’s probably because of the corps commander’s job. Don’t get caught wrong. Get out of the way.”
Listening to the muttering of the students Simon stared into the air with a blank face.
‘…It was good that I didn’t go out then.’
Not only Hector but students who were quite close or knew the face were muttering that they were going to get rid of the 7th Corps commander.
[It seems that the world is not ready yet to reveal that he is a corps commander.]
Peer said.
‘Yes I will.’
Even if it wasn’t something he did himself Simon was willing to put up with it.
If his father had not saved his mother at that time he would never have been born.
He wouldn’t have been able to use jet black and divinity together or meet precious ties like Lete and Israfil.
While Simon is deep in thought.
“Azel must be the corps commander!”
A very strange rumor was circulating around the 3rd graders.
“Well then! It’s worth it if it’s Azel!”
“There must be a reason you came in late! Azel is a perfected necromancer.”
what is this again
Simon listened to the stories of his seniors with a puzzled expression.
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
In particular Will the military commander seemed to be in a good mood.
“You talked about being able to catch up with Phantasus like that but there was a reason! Was this a secret mission!”
He looked at Simon and raised his eyebrows.
“Agel is coming back soon! Can you handle the corps commander? Hahahaha!”
“…Uh um.”
Simon just laughed.
“Guys!”
Then Eshu’s cry was heard outside the door.
“Don’t play help me!”
“?”
Simon looked back and saw that she was carrying a large load of firewood to her summons.
“what are you doing?”
“Get ready for the after party!”
she winked.
“And if you have a night party of course it’s a campfire right?”
Large pieces of firewood were piled up one after another in the center.
As if it was going to be quite grand there were large shrimp the size of a human forearm and they were rolling around in an oak barrel filled with wine.
“It’s normal class tomorrow! Let’s burn the last night of the festival!”
“of course!”
Other department students were excited and rushed out. Simon also gladly rolled up his sleeves and went out into the yard.
NECROMANCER ACADEMY’S GENIUS SUMMONER CHAPTER 646
