Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 601
morning that day.
Simon completely fell asleep in the basement of the club.
The passion to make Manus Dullahan within today was good, but it was reckless to go into the more difficult Dullahan production when fatigue was accumulated from the morning and afternoon production of Dullahan.
Simon was sleeping on the floor without realizing it.
…….
…….
There was only silence in the cellar.
In the center of the table, the skull of Manus, which Simon was studying, and all kinds of undead materials were scattered.
There were magic circles floating in the air, but some of them were still in effect and made a crackling sound.
Dismissed!
The magic circle floating in the air repeatedly gathered and released mana around it.
Dismissed!
Dismissed!
After repeating this several times, the magic circle disintegrated on its own after its duration ran out.
Some of the debris went into the eye sockets of Manus’ skeleton.
ugh-
The pupils of Skeleton Manus, who had undoubtedly turned off the magical power, lit up. The red dot-like pupil stared at the sleeping Simon.
ssssss-
Manus’s head soared into the air, emitting jet black in all directions. Skeleton bones scattered indiscriminately all over the place gathered around Manus.
Soon, the bones began to connect with a creaking sound.
creak-
creak-
Manus got a body.
Parts were missing here and there, and the order of the bones was messed up, so he could barely walk, although his movements were sloppy.
creak-
creak-
With a strange sound, the skeleton’s body creaked as it walked.
Slowly, with a limp step.
slowly but accurately.
I was approaching Simon.
Shuk.
As Manus walked, he grabbed a working knife lying on the table.
When the jet-black flow from his skull touched the working knife, the blade soared and transformed into a jet-black longsword.
creak-
creak-
It was around that time that Simon woke up.
Feeling a tingling sensation on his skin, Simon finally opened his eyes.
‘Ah, I fell asleep for a while…’
And the sight I saw as soon as I opened my eyes.
It was the figure of a skeleton raising a sword towards himself.
“Wow!”
Simon hastily spread his legs. Sreung! The sharp blade left a long sword cut between Simon’s legs.
Simon, stunned, got up and retreated.
[…….]
It should have been cut properly.
As if thinking so, Manus took a disapproving look at his sloppy arm, then walked back to Simon.
‘What is that! How does it move?’
Simon looked at Manus’ skull and skeleton’s bones in a cold sweat.
‘He took control of my skeleton.’
As a proper skeleton, it didn’t show ‘gravity’, it just wrapped the bones in jet black and floated them, forcing them to fit into its own body.
The skull of a skeleton whose body was suddenly taken away was humming in the distance as if it were unfair.
Sreung!
Manus swung his sword again. Simon hurriedly lowered his stance, and a few strands of his hair were clipped and fluttered in the air.
Feeling his heart race, Simon stretched out his arms.
“Now, wait! Why are you attacking me?”
Simon, who was accustomed to living with the ancient undead, uttered that, but it made me realize that the thought that followed immediately was a stupid question.
That is the essence of undead.
It is driven by the instinct of the dead to hate the living. That’s not Manus, it’s more like a beast driven by instinct.
chuck.
Manus lowered his stance, grabbed the sword with both hands, and pulled it under his chin. Simon felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.
That’s the proper ‘swordsmanship’ posture.
‘Fighting a sword master on this street is suicidal!’
Despite the worst condition with blurry vision, a sense of crisis awakened the brain and sparked concentration.
<Cloud>
He sent out Cloud like a whip, grabbed the table behind Manus, and pulled hard.
[…….]
Manus turned around and swung his sword.
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Sreung!
The table split into a terrifyingly clean section.
In the meantime, Simon was running toward the entrance.
He could have fought, but if he did, it would be like destroying the Manus he was researching with his own hands.
The first priority was to lock Manus up here and escape.
‘That body is only maintained in shape by Manus’ force! I can’t run…!’
That moment.
Simon looked back, feeling goose bumps on his back. Manus was poised to unleash her sword strike.
‘Dangerous!’
Tup!
As Simon ran, he grabbed the coffin lid lying nearby and lifted it up, reinforced with jet black.
and.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
The world splits in half.
The sword attack raged, and the reflected light of the lighting that passed by the sword attack, which went against the laws of physics and natural phenomena, illuminated all directions brightly for an instant, and then returned.
The coffin lid Simon held in his hand was neatly cut.
Chow ah!
Then, a fountain of blood gushes from Simon’s shoulder.
‘In one blow, the barrier of the Kizen school uniform…!’
After that, the wall of the cellar behind Simon’s back cracked open as if it had opened its mouth.
A white cross-section was visible through the gap.
dump.
Simon grabbed his shoulder and sat down.
The wound was deep. Her blood flowed and stained her school uniform shirt bright red. Heo ok heo ok Simon’s breathing became rough and his face darkened.
However, Manus’s right arm was also twisted as if there was a risk from the blow.
Manus still reacted as if he didn’t understand, and grabbed the sword that had fallen on the floor with his left arm.
Kirik!
Kirik!
Then slowly approached to finish.
“what.”
Holding onto his bleeding shoulder, Simon smiled faintly.
“Time was running out.”
Quaang!
[I am the commander of the corps!]
The magic to seal the door was lifted, and Elizabeth ran into the basement.
Her eyes widened when she saw the blood pouring down Simon’s shoulder.
[dare!]
She stretched out her arms wildly. It wasn’t even a commonly used spider web technique, it was simply an act of releasing condensed jet black.
But the effect was certain. The bones that Manus was holding on to were blown away by the strong pressure of the jet black, and in an instant, only his skull remained and Manus fell to the floor.
Quaang!
Elizabeth immediately trampled on Manus’ skull that had fallen to the floor. As if it would crush her skull at any moment, the heels of her shoes, which gave her strength, shimmered in pitch black.
[I’ll get rid of this right now!]
“stop!”
Simon exclaimed urgently.
“……I-I’m fine. I’m so excited, Ergé.”
[I am the commander of the corps!]
Elizabeth sealed Manus’ skull with a spider web in preparation for the worst possible situation, and jumped into Simon.
[Khehehe! It was right on time.]
Peer’s alter ego said. Simon lowered his head.
“Did Peer call you?”
[okay. He was asleep and didn’t answer, so I sent Elizabeth just in case.]
“I’m alive thanks to you.”
Elizabeth was restless at the sword scar on Simon’s shoulder and the flowing blood.
“I’m fine. It could be dangerous, so can you stay away for a while?”
Elizabeth meekly stepped back, and Simon closed his eyes.
‘I can do anything.’
Whoa-!
I felt the jet black flowing through my body disappear and holy energy filled my body. Simon, who became a priest, put his hand on the wound.
<Healing>
Wow!
Emergency measures were urgently taken with healing, the basic technique of healing, but this was not enough.
My head was dizzy, probably because I had lost so much blood.
[Ugh! Corps commander! I’m the army commander! It is not okay if you leave the girl behind and die!]
When Simon’s condition did not return, Elizabeth wept. Simon let out a soft laugh.
“No…… die. That, more than that. Professor Farahhan.”
[yes?]
“Professor Parahan… take me.”
* * *
As ordered, Elizabeth immediately carried Simon on her back and headed for Farahhan’s house.
I don’t know how Farahhan knew it, but he met me in front of his house.
Elizabeth quickly transformed into a pink-haired female student under the concept of ‘Elizabeth Wafer’ and explained everything to him.
Simon immediately moved to Farahhan’s bedroom and lost his memory as his divine magic unfolded.
and the next day.
– Meow meow!
-Nyangnyangnyang!
Simon opened his eyes, feeling the feel of some stray hair on his face.
‘ah.’
This was Farahan’s house.
I saw White, who was playing around on my chest, and Kkamang, who was coming up on my face and throwing a cat punch.
When Simon opened his eyes, they all rubbed their faces against Simon’s cheeks with a ‘cue’ sound.
“haha.”
Simon’s face was also relieved by the cuteness of the Shinsoo cats. A fresh breeze blew through the window and I heard the peaceful chirping of birds.
“Don’t move yet.”
Sacred Defense Professor Farahhan walked into the room, brushing his white beard.
“It can open wounds.”
“……ah.”
Simon lowered his head and belatedly looked at his body. The wounds inflicted by Manus were wrapped in bandages.
“Thank you for your help, Professor.”
“Heh heh! It’s not like that. Since he’s a disciple he cares about, this is only natural.”
– Whoa!
Below, Akalion, the bear god, was holding a tray and a wet towel on his head. Farahhan changed the towel he had placed on Simon’s forehead and sat down.
“So, what happened?”
Simon explained everything.
While experimenting with the undead, he fell asleep for a while, and was attacked by the undead who opened his eyes in the meantime.
Accidents like this weren’t uncommon in Kizen, so Farahhan nodded.
“What kind of undead are you making? How could a student like you have suffered something like this?”
“……Ahaha.”
Simon scratched his head in embarrassment.
“I must have been too careless.”
Parahan silently rose from his seat.
“It’s the weekend. Studying for exams is good, but rest is the most important thing. Take as much rest as you want and go.”
“thank you!”
* * *
Simon spent the morning recuperating at Farahhan’s house, lost in thought.
‘Even though he tried so hard, he didn’t budge…’
How did Manus wake up at dawn?
Above all, Manus is a completely different being from when he was an Ancient Undead, but his swordsmanship was still there.
At the end, Manus’s sword attack that cut him won’t leave his mind.
‘Haha, I haven’t come to my senses yet.’
Even after being beaten like that, when I saw that the desire to challenge again by revising the formula flared up, I thought that I was finished as a necromancer, and I laughed out loud.
So, Simon recuperated at Farahhan’s house in the morning and returned to the dormitory in the afternoon.
After taking a break, my mind cleared up a little and I had some free time.
For now, I decided to focus on midterm exams and written study rather than making Manus. Since he decided to study with the student council members in the student council room on the weekend evening, Simon took a book and went out.
Click.
“I’m here.”
Simon entered the student council room.
“Hey, you’re here!”
“Hello Simon!”
“Hey! How late…!”
The student council members, who were greeting each other according to their personalities, widened when they saw the bandage Simon was wearing. Meirin jumped up.
“What’s wrong with your body?”
Simon turned his head with a puzzled expression.
“It’s nothing. I’m already healed.”
“I’ll take a look!”
Kamibarez ran over and checked Simon’s wound.
She was greatly relieved and said that she was completely healed.
It was a natural result since he received the healing magic from Parahan, a former bishop of the Holy Federation.
In addition, unlike most necromancers, Simon had a constitution that the recovery effect of white magic was quite good. He was a bizarre body worthy of being studied.
“Hey! So why didn’t you tell me why you were hurt?”
May-Lin kept getting agitated to see if she was worried, and Simon had no choice but to tell the truth.
“I was making a durahan…”
“You were attacked by that Dyurahan?”
Kamibarez and Mayrin’s expressions went blank.
“Yaaa~ haha! You still make mistakes like that! It’s nice to be human, right?”
d!ck giggled and gave Simon a light tap on the shoulder.
Everyone was thinking of the ‘post-mortem instinct’ that attacks living things right after the undead are created, but in reality it was a little different.
‘……Manus.’
Simon had survived an attack by the Ancient Undead.
‘How can I deal with it?’
I thought I needed a little more core realization.
