Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 657
A hairy northerner stood in front of him without hesitation.
The face was familiar.
The guy I bumped into while arguing with him this morning. Beside him were three Northerners who seemed to be his companions.
“Hey is he really a man? He has a very pretty face.”
Every time he twitched his mouth the brown beard that covered his face swayed.
“What’s the point of a noble person who eats well and bathes well even in this shabby place?”
“It’s obvious. There must be something else going on in the North.”
Simon sighed quietly.
“What’s your business?”
“Euhahahaha! Business? Business! Acting proud like a girl.”
He tapped Simon on the shoulder with his overgrown shoulder.
“Does it count as a business that I came because I was curious about the sound you make on the bed?”
“Khehehehehehe!”
Vulgar tramps. It was so low quality that my head was pounding trying to deal with it.
Simon ignored it and walked away.
“Oops are you just going?”
The men chuckled and shouted at Simon’s back.
“It can’t work because you just run away like that! I’ve seen all the people who have been cut while approaching the Grand Duke in the morning!”
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
I didn’t want to deal with it because it was so out of place.
Wouldn’t it fall to the same level if I beat those things again?
It’s better to think that you just stepped on poop in the street.
“master!”
But I heard a voice calling Simon from behind. Elizabeth was running towards them carrying a bottle of wine and an envelope of fruit.
“Oops excuse me!”
The bearded man jumped forward and grabbed Elizabeth’s wrist roughly. The wind knocked off the envelope she was holding.
The fruits in the bag are pouring and snapping! The wine shattered with a clatter and the pavement was covered with a purple liquid.
“Hey there was a real lady here.”
“What is it? Let go of this!”
Elizabeth unable to reveal her identity shouted but men smirked and surrounded her.
“Are you that guy’s servant? Calling that kind of chaff your master the life of the southerners is also true.”
“Hey look at this.”
Another man forcibly lifted her robe. Elizabeth’s revealing armor was exposed.
“Puhahahaha! This is a fucking spectacle!”
“Did you walk around dressed like this just because you came to the North? You were a girl who knew how to play right?”
Koo Woo-wook.
The man on the other side held Elizabeth’s shoulder firmly.
“I liked you. Let’s have fun with us…”
Sigh!
“hmm?”
The sound of something breaking echoed openly.
The man lowered his head. The hand holding Erzebeth was bent the other way and the back of his hand was touching her wrist.
“Quaaaaaaaaagh!”
dump!
He grabbed my wrist and got down on one knee. Before he knew it the blue-haired boy standing between him and Elizabeth was shining.
“This bastard!”
“Hit!”
The man with the broken wrist threw a fist with the other hand.
jump!
Simon’s knee struck him and his nose was viciously distorted. I circle backwards with his blood.
Boaaaaang!
This time the man on the other side threw out a hook but Simon lightly let it go by sticking out his palm then moved closer to him.
Wow!
A flash of blue seemed to streak into the sky and Simon’s shoe touched the man’s chin.
My feet lifted into the air grabbed the back of the man’s head and slammed it hard on the floor.
The man immediately rolled his eyes and drooped.
“This bastard!”
A straight shot from behind. Simon shifted his center of gravity to his left foot like water and tilted his head.
At the same time as avoiding it I grabbed the rough forearm that stretched out from the side of my eye twisted my back and pinned him to the floor.
Boom!
Cracks cracked on the floor and pebbles sprang up.
Within seconds three men were spread across the floor.
“Oh? What are you?”
The bearded man who started the fight loosened his knuckles as if he was interested.
“He looks insincere from the outside but he was a guy who knew how to fight.”
He raised both fists. Simon’s eyes widened as he saw dark energy flowing from his hands.
‘It’s pitch black?’
“Yeah what do you guys need to say to each other!”
Fain!
His model shot wildly. It was like the leap of an animal.
‘This time step on the pitch black.’
The bearded man who had narrowed the distance all at once poured out his fists frantically. Simon backed away from him and dodged it by moving his shoulder.
‘Even Matou.’
There was nothing to call it a basic skill but it was a fighting technique that was thoroughly honed in actual combat. He was driving Simon into the wall occupying space to escape.
“Hahahaha! How long are you going to just avoid it like that!”
he laughed viciously.
“If it’s a man not a trivial skill it’s right… Knock!”
Wow!
Simon’s fist was lodged in his face. The man’s body stretched out like a flash and slammed into the wall.
“??!”
flutter!
Simon’s robe which had soared to the top slowly came down. Leg angle shoulder movement arm properly extended. Simon who drew a straight posture that was as perfect as it was ideal slowly let his arms hang down.
“That’s the one who uses the same skills.”
The man’s impression became serious when he saw Simon’s fist wrapped in dark blue power.
“…As expected he was a necromancer.”
Patter!
The bearded man stood up in the thick dust bleeding profusely. He stumbled and fell to the floor staggering again probably from the shock.
and.
“Whehe!”
He spat blood and spattered it on the floor. He giggled and moved his hand to draw a magic circle in blood.
“Yes yes. Let’s play properly.”
Kiyiying!
When the magic circle of blood worked the clothes on his whole body came off as if they were being torn apart and large tattoos popped out. The black tattoos turned red like blood.
“I never thought I’d use this against a non-monster!”
Chizuzuzuzu!
Behind his back something like a blood-red shark’s fin appeared. Both eyes were also stained red.
“Eat your heart! You won’t even have time to blink…!”
In fact it was.
Enemy!
A shock hit the back of the head and the warrior’s face dug into the floor. Along with the smell of earth the wine that Elizabeth had spilled earlier entered her nostrils.
“Cheuk!”
I saw the boy with his hands in his pockets as if he had just taken a walk. He was stepping on the back of the warrior’s head with a sullen expression.
‘…This isn’t this?’
“Sorry I didn’t hear you.”
Simon said.
“Eat your heart hard and say what?”
Power entered the bearded man’s eyes.
“Koooooooooooo!”
He raised the shark fin on his back and raised himself roughly.
Whoa!
“Ahhhh!!”
trampled again Simon rubbed her eyes in pity.
“Whoa what? Try again. You meant to do something.”
The bearded man realized it belatedly.
Something.
no it was terribly wrong.
“ruler.”
Simon kindly removed the foot that had trampled on the back of his head and walked away. Then he looked behind him from a little distance and opened his arms.
“Do what you do.”
Pudeuk!
Blood vessels formed on the bearded man’s forehead.
It’s been six years since I picked up an ax as a warrior. It was the first such humiliation.
“Southern Yiyiyin!”
An ever-greater fin protruded from his back. Feeling pitch-black welling up all over his body he spurred on the ground and rushed at him thrusting his fists out.
I was convinced that this was probably the best punch of my life.
Tup.
“!”
A clumsy fist was blocked by one of Simon’s outstretched thin index fingers.
“it’s over?”
Simon muttered boredly and took out the other hand he had hidden in the pocket of his robe. Then put it on his forehead.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
blew up the night
An accurate blow that doesn’t shed a single drop of power.
The bearded man collapsed frothing at the mouth with his eyes closed.
“I-I can’t do this…!”
The warriors who fell to the ground groaned and trembled with fear.
To play with a warrior with an open core like that.
“In the north the winner can do whatever he wants?”
Simon laughed and wiped his hands. The warriors thought the laugh was demonic.
“I’d like to break it up but I’ll stop here after seeing the Grand Duke’s face. Let’s go Erje.”
Erze who was watching with a red face quickly nodded.
“Yes! Master!”
Elizabeth giggled clinging to Simon’s arm.
“As expected thank you for saving me!”
“If you had gone out you wouldn’t have cut off one part of your body.”
“Oh did you get caught?”
The warrior had no choice but to watch the two leave in a daze.
Strangers have come to the North.
* * *
In the evening I rested while talking with Elizabeth and at dawn I left the lanterns on and did my school assignments.
Taking special classes did not stop Kizen’s progress. There are make-up classes when I go back but I had a quota to study each day.
I couldn’t sleep for a few hours and the next morning was bright.
From today the Archduke’s ‘Brigade Commander Class’ finally begins. After finishing his assignments and having breakfast at the inn Simon arrived at the castle.
“welcome.”
Somehow I entered the castle greeted by the butler Godric who was a little kinder than the first day.
“The Grand Duke is waiting for you in his office.”
“Yeah thanks for letting me know.”
Simon came up to the second floor and knocked on the door of the office.
“This is Simon.”
I heard a voice telling me to come through the door.
“Then excuse me… Ah!”
Simon opened the door and was startled.
From early morning the Archduke was sweating profusely and exercising.
With one hand clasped behind his back and two fingers resting on the floor he repeatedly lowered and raised his body.
Hook- Hook-
Every time her body moved the muscles throughout her body expanded and contracted.
Just by looking at it a tremendous amount of exercise.
But what shocked Simon more than that.
‘The clothes…!’
It was the first time he had seen the archduke take off his trademark black full plate armor.
In this cold weather when the river is all frozen over she was working out in ultra-short shorts and a belly-baring workout top.
“Did you come. Cheeky thing.”
She stood in place with a bouncy motion.
The forearms and thighs had ideally strong muscles. In addition there is a strong presence up to the abdomen. It was the result of tremendous self-management.
Simon who was somehow difficult to face turned his head slightly and said.
“Good morning Joe.”
“okay.”
She picked up a steel dumbbell lying near her office and moved it.
“Did something happen last night? Since an outsider came this or that guy must have started a fight.”
Talking like you already know everything.
Simon laughed bitterly and scratched his head.
“Actually it’s a bit of a quarrel…”
“I knew it. The people here hate the nobles of the south beyond the extent of hating them.”
thud!
She put the dumbbells down.
“Those who climb are good enough to play with their hearts. If you show your strength I think it will take care of itself but if you feel that the problem is getting worse report it to me.”
“yes.”
The waiter Godric brought water. She drank a glass of cool water and said to Simon.
“First of all being cheeky. Let’s ask some questions before class. How long have you been a corps commander?”
“It’s not much different from when I became a necromancer.”
“What ancient undead do you have?”
Simon raised a finger.
“I have a total of 4 Ancient Undead belonging to the 7th Legion. Here I have an Ancient Undead-class lich that I have corps. I absorbed it into the Greatsword.”
Whoa.
The Archduke nodded in satisfaction.
“It’s quite good. You’ve definitely got an assortment in a short amount of time.”
“Thanks to the help of many people.”
“Then the legion’s strength is…”
As he was about to ask the next question the archduke’s expression changed fiercely. Turning her head and looking out of her window she stopped talking and strode away from her.
“Excuse me for a moment.”
“Ah yes.”
She lifted the bow that was leaning against the wall.
The appearance was also unusual.
It was not a bow but a figure with jet-black flames that seemed to be alive.
It gave off a similar atmosphere to Fear’s ‘Greatsword of Destruction’ but Simon speculated that it might be an armament exclusively for managers.
Seruk.
“Godric. Window 10.”
“yes!”
Now that I have come I see that the Grand Duke’s office has many windows. The office was like an annex separate from the castle with over twenty windows including the ceiling.
rattle!
Godric the butler hurried over opened the window and collapsed on the floor. The Archduke spread his palms.
Woo woo woo woo!
Darkness raged with a voice like a howling ghost. As she clutched her outstretched palm her pitch black turned into an arrow.
Without looking in the direction she simply put an arrow through the string and let it fly.
Woo woo woo woo!
In an instant the surroundings were completely distorted and something huge flew away.
But as if nothing had happened she put the bow back down and looked at Simon.
“Back to the original story the legion’s troops are…”
“Now wait! What are you doing?”
“It’s nothing great.”
she raised an eyebrow.
“Assassination.”
NECROMANCER ACADEMY’S GENIUS SUMMONER CHAPTER 658
