Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 671
After the destruction of the three brothers the daily attacks of the undead in the north disappeared.
-It seems that the North Gods are now gathering their remaining troops and preparing for a defensive battle.
The Archduke analyzed it that way.
Of course the threat has not completely disappeared yet.
The hive entity the Three Brothers was destroyed and the undead that belonged to the command system were scattered all over the northern part. Among them there were also individuals that formed a new group.
A dangerous state that does not know when to attack humans. Above all they had to be quickly defeated individually before the North God could contact them and bring them into full force.
This time Simon toured the North with Achemus and Hersheba.
-Ki-yi-i-i-i-i-i!
While the Skullwings were flying through the sky and ravaging the undead Simon commanded from behind and watched Achemus.
‘I’m curious about Geheim of Archemus but…’
Simon thought that Achaemus was more difficult to understand than Elizabeth or the Prince.
Achemus is the most loyal undead in the legion and the reason why Achemus follows Simon is also ‘loyalty’.
That’s it. The will and interests of the two matched and if Geheim existed it should have been manifested long ago.
“Achemus.”
[Yes Bocchan.]
military relationship.
There is no relationship as simple as that of Achemus and Simon.
But what if there’s more to it?
What if all conditions are not met yet?
“Why does Achemus follow me?”
It starts with the most fundamental question.
Achemus laughed at this.
[Loyalty requires no reason.]
blind allegiance.
I thought it was an Achaemus-like answer. but.
‘Even if you don’t need a reason there should be an opportunity to show such blind loyalty to me.’
Actually I guessed the reason.
Because he is the commander of the 7th corps?
no.
Because he showed charisma as a monarch he wants to serve?
no.
“Because I’m my father’s son?”
Achemus does not call Simon ‘lord’.
I call him ‘Bob’.
Simon remembered his first meeting with Achemus. He grabbed himself with a thrilled face and examined every nook and cranny of his face.
-You look exactly like Richard.
-Forgive me for disloyalty son! Sosin Achemus the joining of the 7th Corps has been delayed too much.
The shadow of Simon’s father Richard comes down thickly throughout Simon’s life.
It was because he was a great person when he was a corps commander.
It sometimes works as luck and new encounters and sometimes as obstacles.
What about Achemus?
[Bocchan is the son of the lord he served. He is there and he is also the heir to inherit the 7th Legion.]
Achemus knelt down on one knee and met Simon at eye level. I see fierce eyes shimmering with loyalty.
[There is no shortage of people who believe in serving with their lives and souls.]
“….”
Simon closed his eyes.
The loyalty of Achemus is blind and huge. Once the target of loyalty is decided it does not change.
If so is the loyalty of Achemus who said that he served him because he was the son of his master toward himself? Was it towards his father?
-Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
[young master! The enemy on the right is trying to leak out.]
Simon hadn’t even asked about that.
* * *
[Why do I go with you?]
This time as Hersheba’s mummy unit was dealing with the remnants of the undead she asked Hersheba that.
Atop a cane floating in the air a woman made of golden sand laughed.
[Yeah of course kid you made me! No should I say it was revived? That’s why we go together.]
“hmm.”
[Why are you suddenly asking that?]
“Oh no just.”
Simon scratched the back of his head shyly.
Thinking back to meeting Hersheba it was a childish gamble in first grade.
He boasted to Professor Aron of Summoning that he would make a lich. He thought that if he was going to make a lich he had to make it properly.
Hersheba is the result of purchasing and producing a heart worth 25000 gold going through the corps process and many coincidences and luck.
However although Hersheba is the captain of the Legion strictly speaking she is not an ‘Ancient Undead’. Far from existing for a hundred years it hasn’t even been a year yet.
‘Can I use Geheim with Hersheba?’
Simon opened his mouth as he thought about it.
“Hersheba. Do you remember what happened before you became undead?”
Hersheba laughed out loud.
[Then kid do you remember the things right after you were born? How were you born and who were you around?]
“…no.”
[So do i.]
she shrugged.
[But I remember sparsely.]
“!”
Simon tilted his head and concentrated. As if she liked Simon’s reaction Hersheba opened her arms.
[I was a king! He was a king who led many people!]
“Ohh.”
[But I can’t remember anything about how I became king what I was before becoming king or why I was there. He just reigned. Then the memory suddenly breaks.]
She frowned and thought then said.
[I think he’s dead. When I opened my eyes only bones remained and I saw your face. That’s all.]
Hersheba said that she was a ‘dungeon owner’ before she died.
That’s why the heart and skull were terribly expensive.
[But I like it better now!]
she chuckled.
[Being undead and joining the corps is noisy every day is funny and the friends around you are also fun. What is it?]
“I see. Do you have any worries?”
[No!]
Simon scratched his head.
‘It’s difficult. I can’t feel it.’
Somehow he said that Elizabeth and the Prince were too easy to solve.
Achaemus and Hersheba who had joined the Legion relatively recently thought they might need some time to get to know each other.
* * *
Simon quickly cleaned up the remnants of the undead of the North God and likewise went out from the other side to wipe out the undead and join the Archduke.
After prioritizing urgent matters the grand duke’s corps commander class began.
however.
[….]
The Grand Duke’s condition was strange throughout the class.
In fact it has been like that since this morning.
The Grand Duke becomes a devil once he starts training. If they made a mistake they would hit the back of the head with a scabbard kick their legs and knock them down and they used a ruthless educational method that was unimaginable in Kizen where they mainly taught children of nobles.
But today she didn’t even touch Simon.
‘Oh I missed it!’
Seeing the undead escaping because they couldn’t properly form their formation Simon looked back in horror.
I thought that something would come flying right away whether it was a scabbard in the back of the head or a kick in the back.
[….]
The Archduke who was standing at a distance was still in a posture with his arms folded in plate armor. He covered Simon’s mistake by sending his phantom Dullahans under his will without any violence.
At this point Simon was rather frightened.
‘I guess he was really angry.’
Since this morning they don’t make eye contact don’t talk well and don’t even hit me.
When Simon looked back it was common for him to simply turn his head away.
‘It’s probably because of meeting Count Voldmont right? No but he told the truth and the Archduke said it was okay.’
Simon’s head was spinning but he couldn’t figure out what the problem was.
In the midst of watching the grand duke all the remaining undead were wiped out by the 7th Legion’s zombie unit. Simon approached her.
“Duke. It’s over.”
She only nodded and turned her helmeted gaze away. Simon flinched then bit her lip lightly.
[Go back.]
“Is there anything in my conducting that could be corrected?”
[No.]
“I made a mistake earlier…”
[Have you made one or two mistakes? let’s go.]
I hated this kind of thin ice flow atmosphere because it was really awkward.
Simon clenched his fists and then shouted.
“If you’re going to do this hit me like you normally do!”
The Grand Duke was taken aback.
However he sighed and backed away.
[Muh what are you talking about!]
“Keep averting your eyes and do what you normally wouldn’t do…”
However I did not hear the words of the Grand Duke Simon.
– Hit me!
I want you to hit me!
What does that mean? Yesterday’s bedroom was like that and it must be Jonah’s son.
‘Hehe.’
After realizing that he was Jonah’s son it was difficult for him to maintain his composure.
Just looking at this guy’s face reminded me of Jonah’s face. No even the smallest actions and words were connected to Jonah.
I just wanted to ask a cool question.
Are you really Jonah’s son and who is your mother?
Is Jonah still alive?
But why doesn’t my mouth fall off?
[Again you did nothing wrong.]
“then….”
[It’s just your misunderstanding. let’s go.]
The Archduke and Simon rode their horses again.
Normally we would have joked around and chatted about this and that but there was nothing to say.
Even the Archduke would have shot a windstorm if they hadn’t chatted.
Amidst the awkward silence.
[hmm.]
Finally the Grand Duke mustered up his courage. She opened her mouth first.
[Who is your father?]
“yes?”
Simon blinked at the sudden question but Simon who was happy to talk to him after a long time answered willingly.
“Richard Pollentia. Baron of Baldwin Kingdom.”
Inside the helmet the archduke’s eyes shone sharply.
‘Is this Jonah’s real name? I thought the name was a little strange but of course Jonah was a pseudonym.’
Richard Pollentia.
With that name engraved in her head she spoke again.
[then….]
“Your Excellency the Grand Duke!”
A messenger rode a horse and ran in front of the Grand Duke and Simon who were leading the undead back. She stopped by pulling on the reins.
[What’s going on?]
“Oh it’s a big deal!”
The messenger’s face was white.
After hearing the story the two also turned blue and immediately sped off their horses and started running toward Vilkenos at full speed.
* * *
thud!
The ground rumbles.
thud! thud!
Jangchang touches.
Countless flags flutter in the sky and boots on the ground make sounds in time with the beat.
An enormous army was marching through the sleet.
Countless footprints were taken in the vast snowfield.
“This is the northern part.”
At the head of the unit a dark-skinned man riding a large warhorse and wearing shiny armor was scanning the surroundings.
His name is Romario. He was the Commander of the Northeastern Front of the Kalos Kingdom Army.
“Oh it’s cold it’s cold. How can people live in a place like this?”
The man riding the undead and covered in tattoos and piercings grumbled.
It was Kronos the notorious war necromancer of the Kalos Kingdom.
A large army of Kalos Kingdom led by two men was coming up to Vilkenos.
The gates of Vilcenos were wide open and someone was walking in front of them.
“You’ve worked hard to come this far.”
Northern Watchers.
Count Baldmont raised the corners of his mouth and spread his arms from side to side.
“Welcome to the North.”
NECROMANCER ACADEMY’S GENIUS SUMMONER CHAPTER 672
