Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 223
Jonah is an indomitable man.
No matter how hard the attack was, he was not broken.
The saintess of Epenel, who burned down 3,000 troops of the Dresden kingdom with fire, said to challenger Jonah.
-Give up. I haven’t lost all my friends.
Jonah answered.
– What are you talking about? My comrades will fight alongside me forever.
At those words, tens of thousands of black undead rose from the ashes.
The tide turned.
Even if the Priests were purified so that the undead would not rise again, on the contrary, the dead Priests fought as corpses.
Victory in the White Night War.
Victory at the Battle of Graham.
Victory at the Battle of the Heights Wilderness.
He didn’t need any necromancer’s help.
Lonely but strong.
Yona and the undead army that followed him ran through Ephnell at a terrifying speed, and all the Priests trembled in fear.
“…….”
Simon, who had read this far, turned over the book for a moment and looked at the title.
Have I misread the heroic epic novel?
<The Legion’s History>
A book that deals with history is correct.
Simon felt puzzled, but once he had read it, he continued to read the contents.
Although the contents of this book recorded historical facts, Jonah’s achievements were brilliant enough to be considered an epic.
Originally, I looked at the entries of other corps commanders to see if they were all like this. This side is boring and flat because it just lists the historical records all the way, but only the part of Jonah felt that the author was excited.
-For the first time, Yona, who is alive and breathing, subdued even the owner of Mt. There was really no one to compete with.
Simon let out a laugh.
‘This writer is a total fan of my father.’
At first, I thought it was an absurd and exaggerated story, but the more I read it, the more my heart warmed.
And the fact that the main character of this story is the father you can see when you go home came to me strangely.
However, the last one was a bit of a yongdusami.
Battle of the port city of Balot.
Battle of Harona.
Battle of Hanvers.
Death of Jonah, Dissolution of the 7th Corps.
The writer, who was excitedly writing the manuscript, did not make any personal comments, listing only the historical facts, as if he felt deep remorse at the end.
At the end of the sentence, a period next to ‘Disbanding the 7th Corps’ seemed rather large.
‘Kizen or Ephnell were in a hurry to hide.’
The best corps commander of the time, and the best saintess of the time.
The end of the two people, who were the best cards that both camps boasted, ended with an ending that the two camps could not have imagined.
In Epenel, it was concluded that Anna died in battle for the solemnity of the priesthood and the authority of the saints.
In Kizen, after a fierce battle, Jonah and the saintess were killed in battle, and all other records were wiped out.
Either way, it seems that this reconciliation mood was not wanted.
Simon closed the book with a strange feeling. And he took out the next book from among the books piled up like a tower. This time, that time when I was reading from the part where Jonah entered the subheading.
“You’ve been studying hard since early morning.”
“!”
Simon felt the back of his head stand up and the blood all over his body hardened.
I moved my head stiffly and turned around to see a brown-haired man wearing glasses resembling fallen leaves smiling.
“What are you reading?”
The new hematology professor, Walter Hahn.
Even though he hadn’t committed any crimes, Simon felt chills running down his spine and making his bones tingle.
Before Simon could answer, Walter struck him.
“I see you’ve been reading about the corps commander Jonah. He’s someone I really like too.”
Simon calmed his violently pumping heart and asked in a calm voice as if nothing had happened.
“Why do you like him, Professor?”
“He’s a legendary figure among professional necromancers. Not much is known about him because he worked alone, but the achievements he made are great. Of course, he’s not often mentioned in textbooks, so I thought kids these days weren’t interested in him.”
Walter’s thick palm covered the top of Simon’s head.
“I’ve been looking into Jonah since this morning. Great. Knowing history is just as important as studying dark magic.”
Then slowly stroke your hair.
Somehow, feeling goosebumps, Simon moved his head to avoid his touch and tried to smile.
“Professor seems to have a lot of interest in the core.”
Simon had already caught the titles of the books Walter had borrowed.
There were two volumes in all. The titles of the books were <New Core Development Studies> and <The Secret of Core Opening>.
“Um, that’s right. If you’re a hematology professor, it’s a field that you can’t help but be interested in. Especially core operation…”
“It’s not core operation.”
Simon pointed to the title of the book with his index finger.
“Maybe you want to create a completely new type of core.”
Walter just smiled.
“That’s an interesting idea.”
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
He put the book in his bosom and turned his head.
“Are you in Class A like Kamibarez? Today is your first class. Studying history is good, but don’t be late for class.”
Walter left only those words and walked away.
Simon, who watched him completely exit the library, let out a complicated sigh.
‘……I thought it would be okay to come early, but let’s be more careful in the future.’
Simon took the books and walked over and put them back in their original places.
* * *
It was close to the start of class. Simon packed his things and arrived at the hematology classroom.
I saw d!ck, who came first, lying on his desk with wide eyes.
As Simon sat down next to him, d!ck yawned and looked up.
“Where have you been since this morning? I was surprised that no one was in bed.”
“I just stopped by the library for a moment. Suddenly, I got a little curious.”
d!ck’s eyes widened sharply as Simon answered, pulling out his textbook.
“Wow, wow! What a traitor!”
“?”
“Study bugs are done! Are you starting to look like Meirin too? Now you decided to study with evil? Even though we entered school at different times, we were expelled at the same time… Uuk!”
He quickly covered his mouth. At d!ck’s gurgling, the students around him fled like c*ckroaches.
Some students covered their mouths and rushed to the bathroom, as if the sound was contagious.
“…Uhhh, the aftermath of the poisoned self-education class is really crazy.”
d!ck, barely calmed down, fell back on his bed.
“Hello both of you!”
Kamibarez and Meirin also arrived at the classroom.
Simon, who greeted her warmly, looked at Meirin.
“Why is Meirin doing that?”
Her long, sky-blue hair was sent forward, covering her face like a maiden ghost.
Meirin quietly whispered something to Kamibarez and lowered her head.
Kamibarez delivered.
“I’m ashamed that the spots and patterns on my face haven’t come off because of the poison yet, so please don’t look at me.”
“It’s true~ It’s unusual, it’s unusual.”
d!ck giggled and lifted the pills.
“Gee, we’re all ugly together, but isn’t it the only one doing it too much? It’s morning, let’s look at our faces and talk.”
Meirin whispered again to Kamibarez. Kamibarez said with a smile.
“Shut up.”
“…Wow, hearing such harsh words from Kami hurts a bit.”
“damn!”
At that time, Mei Lin, who was covering her face with her bangs, flipped her hair as if she couldn’t stand it any longer.
“I don’t know! I don’t know! Just look at it or not!”
Immediately, Simon’s and d!ck’s eyes focused. Meilin’s face showed what looked like a whitish black stripe.
it’s like
“……watermelon?”
“Do not say!!”
Mei Lin blushed and threw the textbook at Simon. Her pattern was hidden from view because of her instantly reddened face.
d!ck clapped his hands and pointed to her face.
“Wow! A slice of watermelon!”
“…….”
This time, she chilled with the impetus to kill d!ck with sincerity and no playfulness. Kamibarez and Simon were frightened and stopped Maylin from tearing them apart.
“… Ha, really.”
An uproar ensued. After freezing two of her chairs, Mei-Lin, suppressing her rage, sat down on her plop and touched her forehead.
“From now on, I have to take this class more than once a week? I’d rather die.”
Before d!ck could say anything again, someone called out, ‘The Professor is coming’.
The students rushed back to their seats, and soon the new assistants came inside.
Bubbly.
Lastly, Walter appeared. He was enjoying great popularity at his new job, to the point where he was even nicknamed a walking statue.
Recently, among the female students of Keyzen, Bahil or Walter, which one is more handsome has emerged as a serious topic of conversation.
“Nice to meet you all.”
Walter opened his mouth with a gentle smile.
“I am Walter Hahn, who has been in charge of hematology in place of Professor Shilaji.”
Cheers close to screams erupted from everywhere. The lively atmosphere reminded me not of a classroom, but of a fan club.
“I also grew up receiving Professor Shilaji’s teachings. There will be no difference in the big picture from Professor Shilaji’s curriculum that you guys have been listening to before. Rest assured that you will not get confused or need extra time to adapt.”
It was a welcome sound to the A-class students who had gone through nightly self-study.
“Then let’s just review and move on.”
Walter came up to the podium and cleared his throat. It was a voice that melted your ears.
“Hematology is a black magic that uses blood as a medium. As you all know, both darkness and blood flow simultaneously inside the Necromancer’s body. Naturally, no reaction takes place in this state.”
He spread a pitch-dark magic circle in the air.
“Necromancers can create various magical reactions by combining jet black and blood through an artificial method called black magic.”
Then, droplets of blood fell on the magic circle.
The moment a drop of red blood passed through the magic circle, small drops of blood changed into a whirlpool of blood and swirled under the magic circle. students exclaimed.
This time, Walter demonstrated the opposite. Spreading a magic circle with blood and dropping jet black on it, the magic circle and jet black combined together to create a sharp rose of blood.
When Walter handed it to the girl in the front seat with a nice smile, a reaction almost burst out.
“……Uh.”
Meilin turned her head away with a disgusted look on her face. Her Simon asked looking at her.
“what’s the matter?”
“…No, I just don’t know why everyone is so nervous. I don’t like it because it’s a bit greasy.”
Upon hearing this, d!ck and Kamivarez in the back seat laughed lightly.
“Your taste is very firm.”
“Because Meirin is only Pion-sama~”
“Two, shut up, both of you!”
Embarrassed, Maylin looked back and burst into anger. Likewise, Simon, who was also flustered, glanced at the window.
After the commotion had subsided somewhat, Walter began to explain again.
“Bloodline black magic consumes one’s blood directly, so one’s health drops quickly, but it’s fast and powerful.”
When Walter lightly clapped his hands, all the magic circles scattered into the air.
“Now then, show me. What potential does your blood have?”
