Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner Chapter 182

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 182

The train stopped.

Blood Heaven’s bishop, Aloken, was completely incapacitated.

Metin came to check the condition of Alokhen, who had collapsed with a difficult gait.

‘……A big explosion caused by a deified zombie. It’s power is incomparable to that of exorcism.’

The hellhound that Aloken was wearing disappeared without a trace, and Aloken himself was spewing black liquid from his mouth as his reason evaporated.

A typical symptom when the core is destroyed. I could tell by smelling it. He will never be able to use black magic again.

‘I wanted to hold onto this guy.’

In the end, it was the Necromancer who caught Aloken, not the Inquisitor’s Metin or Ephnel’s Lette.

Feeling the most complicated feeling of that fact, Metin handcuffed Alokhen’s hands.

Meanwhile, Lethe, who had tied up the female interrogator and put her in a room, approached Simon.

“Well, I have no choice but to acknowledge your skills this time.”

“…….”

And Simon was gasping for breath as he lay face down on the train ceiling.

“You saved all the passengers on the train… Huh?”

Lethe stopped talking.

Simon’s condition was strange. He put down the crown as if he was having a hard time, and his whole body was trembling. His trembling arms then picked up the crown and tried to put it back on his head.

thud!

Simon put down the crown with transcendent patience. Cold sweat stood out like drops on his forehead.

“What, why?”

“Don’t come any closer!”

Lethe flinched at Simon’s cry and stopped walking.

It’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone screaming so violently.

“Get away with this!”

Simon threw down the crown. Lethe accidentally took the crown and held it in her arms, but her expression was dumbfounded.

“Why are you doing this! Shouldn’t I have something to say!”

“Kkeuh……! I don’t have time to explain, so get out of here! Hurry up!”

I wanted to use recovery magic or at least a mental stabilization blessing, but Simon was telling me to stay away.

She slipped away, then turned around and ran.

‘What is this crown called?’

After all, Simon couldn’t stand it for long. He showed the whites of his eyes and let out a beastly roar, then jumped on all fours like a beast and charged Lethe.

“……!”

caught up in an instant As Simon’s arm reached for the crown, a startled Lethe turned her body around, clutching the crown even tighter in her bosom.

Wow!

shock sound that follows. Simon flew straight and rolled across the train ceiling.

[Because I knew it would be like this.]

Prince, with a hand on his hip, was approaching with a grave expression.

“you are……!”

As Simon tries to get back up, Prince jumps in, grabs him by the hair, and bang! crashed to the floor with a groan. Lethe screamed in fright.

“Hey! What are you doing!”

[Priest is out.]

Perhaps because of the strong shock, Simon’s body drooped. Then a sly smile escaped his lips. The golden eyes also returned to their original color.

“…Thank you, Prince.”

[Are you laughing? If you overdo it and get hurt, I’ll be scolded by your peers!]

“I couldn’t help it because my opponent was so strong. Then take the crown back and go. I’m going crazy.”

At that, Prince turned his back and approached Lethe.

As she looked at Simon and the Prince alternately as she embraced the crown with a wary look on her face, Simon nodded approvingly. Then she held out her crown with a trembling expression.

Prince snatched it away and put it on his head.

[Call me if something happens. Understand?]

“Ok, thanks.”

Sssssss.

Soon, Prince’s whole body was dyed black along with the crown, and his body dispersed like smoke as if his soul was escaping. Soon, the only thing left was the body of a normal zombie, not the prince.

“Sah, are you gone?”

“It just went back to the original place.”

Simon groaned and sat right in his seat. Only then did Lethe approach hurriedly.

“Are you okay? Even with healing magic…”

“Recovery is fine, so just ask me to revitalize the body.”

Lethe gave you a blessing with a long duration. Only then did Simon stumble and get up. Lethe said anxiously, supporting her by her side.

“Oh, don’t overdo it. If it’s hard, why don’t you just sleep?”

Then, suddenly, Simon kicks Lete roughly! I pushed it until it made a sound.

Suddenly, she fell on her butt, her eyes widened, then she put on a slightly hurt expression, and then burst into anger.

“You helped me so much! I want to die…!”

“There is no need to act so contrived.”

she turned her back All of a sudden, heretic inquisitor Metin was dragging the body of Arloken, who had been arrested.

“In the name of the great Goddess, I promise that no damage will be done to you and Priest Lethe.”

“…….”

However, Simon only touched the mask once, and still did not reveal his true identity. Lethe was rolling her head hard, she didn’t know what to do.

Should I deny my relationship with Simon? Or should I help Simon and drown him?

Then Mattin opened his mouth.

“You’re a necromancer, but you risked your life for the people of this place. In the end, you saved hundreds of lives. The interrogators, including myself, were lousy. I admit it. We’re not even one necromancer.”

He tore off the Inquisitor’s badge from his chest and threw it away.

“So I will give up your interrogation.”

Simon and Lethe shut their mouths in the atmosphere of something strangely flowing.

“Since you saved hundreds of lives, you deserve a big prize by going to the Sky Island, but you are a necromancer. You won’t get any reward here, and you saved people while knowing all about it. I salute you on behalf of all the Heretic Inquisitors. “

Mattin bent over.

“thanks.”

Hearing his sincere voice, Simon finally withdrew the jet-blackness he raised. Of course, he didn’t even let go of his guard.

“Are you okay?”

Lette looked at Metin and said.

“The slump might come hard.”

Priests’ divinity stems from their faith.

However, once doubts arise in the ‘faith’ that was put forward as a medium of divinity, the doubts grow like a snowball and gradually become irreversible.

Priests called the ‘sacred slump’ when a certain incident caused damage to faith and made it impossible to use divinity as before.

In the Holy Commonwealth, there were countless examples of people who experienced a slump due to war or unreasonable orders from their superiors and gave up being priests. In particular, it was easy to fall into a slump for a person like Metin who had his own firm convictions and passion.

“It doesn’t matter anyway. It’s not like it’s not.”

Saying that, Mattin looked at Simon.

I wanted him to say something, but he kept his mouth shut. She really thought she was thorough.

Simon turned his back and went down to the guest room.

* * *

The situation has been resolved.

Lette, an Epenel student with absolute authority, and Metin, the only surviving interrogator, joined forces to stabilize the passengers and clean up the remnants of the Blood Heaven Church.

The captured Chuncheongyo believers were tightly tied and thrown into the cargo compartment, and Alokhen and the female interrogator were hung on the torture wheel after Metin cast a sealing spell on them.

“Don’t go anywhere and keep a close eye on these things. Senior Ellen.”

“Sure, leave it to me!”

said Ellen, saluting. Lette and Metin entered the engine room again.

“Are you two here?”

Simon took off his mask, put on a white robe, and returned to his status as an apprentice priest.

“Oh, do you want to die? I’m really into it.”

Lette laughed and said.

“I’m not sure what you mean, priest.”

“After all the fights, he shamelessly appears with an iron plate on his face. Where have you been?”

“I have to wear it somewhere. I was clearing out remnants from the tail compartment.”

Watching the two of them lie on their faces and exchange lies amicably, Metin let out a blank laugh.

“Come on, let’s go in.”

The three entered the engine room. It was clean after the corpses had already been removed. In the center of the engine room, there was a permanent sacred magic circle that could control the train.

“Priest Lethe, can you manipulate it?”

“I’ll take a look.”

It was a complex magic circle that Simon felt dizzy just by looking at it, but Lethe slowly began to look at the composition to see if he felt it was worth trying.

Meanwhile, Mattin began to explain.

“We’ve taken control of the train again, but the threat of blood cheongyo isn’t over yet.”

Simon nodded.

“Because you never know when the Headquarters of Blood Heaven will send a pursuit party.”

“Yes, they are trying to sacrifice all the passengers on this train. Headquarters have noticed that contact with Bishop Alokhen has been lost, so they will undoubtedly send in additional troops.”

“So you’re trying to run away by moving the train.”

“That’s right.”

Mattin shook the bag in his hand.

“While Priest Lethe sees if he can move the train, we’ll check the information of the Blood Heaven Church.”

Inside the briefcase were the confidential documents of the Blood Heaven Church. Simon’s eyes widened.

“Where did you get these?”

“I was in Alokken’s subspace.”

The two carefully checked the contents of the documents to find anything that could be a hint.

Simon, who spread out the papers, immediately caught a strange point.

“All the directives here are signed by the bishopric, but they are not signed by Alokhen, who claimed to be the ‘bishop’.”

All the directives were scrawled with the signature of a bishop other than Alokhen.

“But only one.”

Simon placed his hand on the order at the far right.

“The mission request for the hijacking of the Sacred Train. This is the only signature of Alokhen. Even this was approved by another bishop.”

“okay.”

Aloken had a strong feeling of being the boss. It was quite possible that he had the same rank as a bishop, or that Al Loken, a newcomer who had just ascended to the bishop’s seat, had plotted this out of unreasonable effort.

‘Mmm.’

Simon studied the material carefully.

<Shinseong Train Stealing Plan>

– Appeasement of heretic inquisitor ‘Sarah Crawford’.

-Sarah Crawford is in charge of the 1631 Sacred Train ready to steal.

-Sarah Crawford’s fake lover, ‘Odell Macfadyen’ interrogator’s assassination, biological face secured.

-…….

Sarah Crawford was the renegade interrogator that Lette had captured. Up to this point, Simon had heard and knew something about it.

moved on to the next chapter.

-Completed stealing the Sacred Train. Transportation to Headquarters.

– Captured passengers are made into blood zombies.

-Leave information to the Heresy Inquisition. All headquarters personnel are evacuated.

Simon’s hand stopped here.

What bullshit is this? Intentionally leaking information to the Heretic Questioner headquarters?

Simon quickly turned over the next page with a serious expression.

– The head of the interrogation office and a war hardliner, ‘Late’, raided the scene of the incident.

-Proof secured by Leight at headquarters that the Dark Alliance is behind the Blood Heaven. Formation of anti-necromancer hardline public opinion.

– Induction of war between the Holy Federation and the Dark Union.

‘……Wow, this.’

Simon felt his lips dry.

‘The scale is getting bigger like crazy?’