Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 959:
Late in the morning, Simon entered the Epnel library safely.
‘You’re there again today.’
It was late at night, with all library access strictly restricted, but today, in the same spot as last time, a pale woman with black hair was reading a book.
‘What on earth is that person?’
Her voice still lingered like an echo in Simon’s head.
-Pioneers who break away from the rails of faith and find another path. There are three endings for those people.
‘They called failures, great people, and heretics.’
So did you just talk about how you are a great person? I thought that he might be a person with a secret sense of self-love.
Anyway, Simon made sure she was okay and walked away. When I opened the book in the library
< History of the Shayley Family >,
I found that it once again contained an archive key.
Simon took the key and headed to the controlled archives. Pope Justinian I has not yet discovered the identity of his hidden daughter.
Simon’s eyes widened as he safely entered the archives and opened the book he had been reading before.
‘As expected, this is…!’
The book’s illustration shows a woman wearing armor and holding a flag.
The face is not depicted. It is covered by a helmet.
The people were cheering around the woman. They were armed with crude weapons and farming tools such as pickaxes, and were not properly equipped with armor, so they appeared to be civilian soldiers.
Simon’s gaze turned downward.
< The most secretive and legendary saint in history. >
A person who led the people, defeated countless hordes of undead and monsters, and even blocked the offensive of the enemy kingdom’s army in war.
At this time, the concept of ‘saint’ itself was vague. There were priests with exceptional powers, and at the time, the residents called them ‘the chosen ones.’
Justinian desperately gathered these saints and sent them to the battlefield to be grounded. The saints were instruments of victory for Justinian, and most of them met a cruel death on the battlefield.
So many saints died, and Justinian established the Holy Federation, achieved with blood.
Then again, a new chosen one appeared. He didn’t even use the military. He simply rose up to protect his homeland, united the people, and led the war to victory.
A feat that no other general has been able to accomplish. Justino was delighted with the birth of a new ‘tool’ and went to see her, but soon after took off her helmet and was shocked.
Because she was his daughter.
Even though he was an illegitimate child, he was his blood relative. The first Pope Justinian was an ambivalent person in many ways. Unlike the fact that he sent numerous saints to battle, he locked his daughter in a villa to save her life.
However, as a saint, she did not give up every time she was imprisoned in a villa, but escaped, founded a new people’s army, and continued the war.
In the end, Justinian imprisoned her somewhere in the secret mansion of his maternal family, the Shayley family, and she disappeared completely after that.
‘The Shayley family mansion!’
Simon’s arms were shaking as he read the book. No matter how you think about it, isn’t this the Shayley Museum where you got the Death Knight?
Simon quickly turned the pages and checked the records about the person called ‘the people’s saint.’
It is said that Justinian I left his last will to the second Pope just before he was removed by the second Pope.
-Bring out my trapped daughter.
Justinian died after telling him the location of the mansion where his daughter was imprisoned. Soon, under the instructions of the second Pope, the mansion was searched, but no one found her.
Even after that, many people who coveted the holy relic she used, the ‘Fan of Pilya (必也)’, tried to find the body of the saint of the people, but failed, and it remained only as a long-standing legend of the Holy Federation.
Simon, who was reading a book, suddenly lost strength in his legs and squatted down in his seat.
‘…As expected, my Death Knight was a saint in the past.’
He said it was somehow strange.
The Death Knight has the ability to control corpses by raising them into undead, and also has the power to maintain the stamina of the undead connected to him through the power of the flag.
This is a power that would be difficult for ordinary paladins to possess.
‘I understand that the remnants of the saint’s essence came to me.’
There is a big difference between knowing and not knowing.
Simon skimmed through the contents and became immersed in the story of this unfortunate saint.
I also found out that the essence she possesses is ‘Essence of Iron’.
It is also true that the essence is currently held by ‘Saint of Judgment Dana’, who is said to be the strongest in the Holy Federation.
‘ah.’
When I raised my head and looked at the window far away, the day was slowly getting brighter.
‘Unfortunately, that’s it for today. Let’s check other information next time.’
Simon immediately put the book back in its place and left the archives, which was a controlled area.
***
One more day later, the third day of worship.
Simon was adjusting to his new life in the Holy Federation day by day.
Now I have more friends to talk to, I have become friends with the chef at the hotel, and I have a favorite restaurant that I often go to.
but.
“I made another mistake here, right? Brother Euclid!”
Lirinet’s sacred mechanics class was having a hard time. The chronic black magic habit he had as a necromancer was the problem.
“Brother, I think you lack faith! “I think we’ll make it mandatory to copy scriptures for two hours a day!”
“I’m sorry.”
Simon sweated profusely and quickly added an excuse.
“Because chanting is a bit difficult for me.”
Additional elements such as chants and birds that go into the sacred magic circle.
In Simon’s view, it was still an inefficient amplification formula, and he implicitly thought that it would be neat to exclude these elements. So, there were cases where the chant was unintentionally not included every time the magic circle was unfolded.
However, the priests, including Lirinet, valued chanting more than anything else.
They believed that expressing their respect and belief in the goddess in chants was a way to communicate with the goddess who bestows miracles. There were also priests who believed that chants were more important than runes that had direct white magic effects.
“I have a question.”
Simon raised his arms and asked a question. Lirinet nodded.
“I appreciate your inquisitive spirit! “What is it?”
“The more you learn advanced white magic, the more complex and difficult the chants will become, right?”
Lirinet said, ‘Hi!’ He made a startled noise and shook his head.
“It’s not complicated and difficult-!”
“A stronger and more earnest faith! I made a mistake! Anyway, if such a more sound chant is used, wouldn’t the casting speed of holy magic slow down and the probability of magic circle failure increasing?”
“No, no! “Come on, open your eyes and take a good look!”
She rolled up her sleeves like a teacher who was united in her mission to make inferior students understand.
Soon she created a white magic circle in the air. It was a relatively simple blessing spell that strengthened muscles.
“With this kid.”
And she spread a second magic circle right next to it.
This time, it was a complex blessing magic that not only improved the target’s overall physical ability, but also added regenerative ability.
“With this kid! “Which one took longer to complete?”
Simon thought for a moment and then answered.
“The first magic circle was slightly faster, but there really isn’t much of a difference.”
“That’s right! To quote Brother Euclid, the chant in the second magic circle is 7 to 8 times more difficult and complicated than the first magic circle! But the casting speed is similar! The success rate is similar!”
She shrugged.
“How did this really happen?”
Simon pondered with his hand on his chin.
Divinity has no ‘nature to remember.’ Nevertheless, the reason why there is not much difference in casting time compared to an easy magic circle even when a more difficult magic circle is unfolded.
“The answer is-!”
While Simon was lost in thought, Lirinet folded her hands together as if praying and spoke.
“It is because the Great Mother lived up to our belief that she would work a miracle.”
ah.
The feeling of rebellion as a necromancer stirred within me again.
Simon forced a smile and said ‘Raus’.
“White magic is a miracle given by the goddess! Where are the difficult miracles and the easy miracles? The only belief is that the Goddess will respond and give us a miracle this time too! “That’s what matters!”
‘!’
The moment I heard those words.
Suddenly Simon’s heart fluttered.
‘Where are the difficult miracles and the easy miracles?’
come.
I feel like I have a slightly better sense of chaos and void. Simon took a notebook and a quill and wrote down what he realized.
‘Pitch black has a ‘nature to remember.’ If you use the formula or black magic repeatedly, you can quickly complete the jet black just by thinking about it in your head.’
However, divinity has no tendency to remember.
So, when using white magic, you have to remember every single element and reproduce it accurately, but the priests didn’t seem to do that.
What’s important is faith.
After mastering white magic to some extent, think of the key elements and effects of white magic and have faith that it will be completed. Then, the elements are automatically combined to complete divine magic.
If you prepare all the cooking ingredients and place them on the table, it feels like the food will cook on its own.
“In your head! If you do pot, you can do pot! So, because I am connected to the great goddess…”
Simon pondered deeper and deeper as he listened to Lirinet’s explanation.
‘Simply believing is not enough. ‘You need specific imagery and confidence.’
If you try to use white magic when you lack proficiency, you will naturally fail.
Then the priests say, ‘Oh, the goddess hasn’t allowed me this miracle yet. Thinking that his training is not enough, he devotes himself even more diligently to white magic training.
The moment I become proficient in white magic, I offer up a prayer of thanks to the goddess for finally allowing me to perform this miracle.
Afterwards, I ended up having absolute faith that I could use this as it was a miracle granted by the goddess.
Only after going through this procedure does white magic become the priest’s.
‘I also understand why Boyd failed. ‘It’s not something that can be solved just by believing everything.’
“ruler! “You understand now, don’t you, brother?”
Lirinet said, lifting her chin.
It seemed like he gave a very long explanation, but I was so lost in my thoughts that I couldn’t hear it, so I was sorry. Simon said quickly.
“Yes, you are great as expected. “I respect your faith!”
“Uhuhuhu!”
As Simon floated it, Lirinet’s nose rose even higher.
***
Recently, Lethe, who came to watch the selected students even though there were no classes to see if there were any problems, unexpectedly received a request for an ‘excellent performance’ from one selected student.
Although the Sacrament of Excellence is a powerful benefit that no one on Sky Island can refuse, there has yet to be a bold candidate who has applied for the Sacrament of Excellence to Saint Lethe.
Lethe was so pleased that she readily agreed.
I sat down at the quiet podium, ready to listen to my cute junior’s concerns.
The target was number 9 Lisara.
“Is it really okay if I tell you?”
“It’s okay. “I will listen carefully to anything trivial.”
Lethe said, holding Lisara’s hand.
You might be able to hear a hint about the killer.
“I…!”
“?”
“It’s a time when we need to focus on religious studies, but suddenly…!”
She suddenly raised her voice.
“Priest Euclid keeps flashing before my eyes!”
Lethe’s eyes lost focus.
