Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 920
“Commander of the 5th Corps, you know Magnus, right? What’s your relationship with him?”
It was the question I wanted to ask White the most.
He and Magnus are alike.
It reminds me of a doppelganger.
I just thought I should point it out here. I can’t bear to say that there is no relationship.
“Magnus.”
at las.
White’s mouth opened.
“Who is that?”
A long silence fell for a while. Simon wiped his forehead with his hand.
“……Are you pretending not to know?”
“No, I really don’t know. But if I can guess-“
White closed her eyes.
“If he looked like me, he might have been involved in my creation.”
As far as life and chimera are concerned, the black magic technology of the society has already far exceeded the level of the continent.
And White is a kind of ‘homunculus’ born as a test subject.
There is no way to know whose cells were used to cultivate them. However, if the resemblance is unreasonable, there is a strong possibility that Magnus is White’s ‘original’.
Simon thought for a moment, then said:
“Then the second question, why did you tell me your secret?”
“Because you are my target.”
White’s voice was calm and low.
“If the person the society wants to kill is the one who can be the most dangerous to the society, I’ve judged it.”
“……ah.”
“and.”
he closed his eyes
“As much as I have to kill you, I researched a lot about you.”
About a man named Simon Pollentia.
White had always lived in the laboratory’s test tubes.
If you’re stuck there, you’ll hear a lot of noise.
Anger, displeasure, resentment, disgust, hatred.
You can tell a lot of information just by voice. White said that when someone’s story comes up, he rarely hears anything good about someone.
However, the atmosphere was different when investigating Simon Pollentia.
When everyone pronounced his name, it sounded good.
There were those who envied and envied him, but that was not a bad sound. His actions were always upright and upright.
In addition to that, countless territories and people he has saved so far.
both emotionally and rationally.
“You sure are.”
White’s pupil stared at Simon in silence.
“He must be someone who hates associations.”
* * *
Then I had a long talk with White and heard his plan.
He said that unless it was a special case, several times a month, he would return to the base of the association through the portal for inspection.
Listening to White’s explanation, surprisingly, the size of the central laboratory of the society is comparable to that of a city.
Destroying this place may deal a major blow to the society’s biological black magic technology foundation, which has shaken the continent so far, such as Chimera, drugs for abnormal symptoms, and dark books.
A great opportunity that will never come again. However, there were few cases where White entered the ‘Central Lab’ of the real society.
At most 3-4 times a year.
It is said that most go to one of the ‘temporary laboratories’ rather than the central lab. There is only a facility for checking White’s physical condition, and there is no point in destroying it.
Also, the other whites that White is worried about are not in the temporary lab, but in the central lab.
-When the central research center opens the portal to call me, then you follow along. I don’t care what you do in there, but promise me just take ‘us’ out.
-How do you distinguish between a central laboratory and a temporary laboratory?
-I can tell right away.
It is said that the summoning command is a kind of ‘radio wave’ that enters White’s head.
Upon receiving this command, the location of the portal can be known, and at the same time, it seems that you can immediately distinguish whether it is a central laboratory or a temporary laboratory.
In the case of a temporary laboratory, if Simon is nearby, notify him, and if he is not nearby, just to avoid suspicion, go in and return as usual and report.
In the case of a central laboratory, notify Simon and enter at the same time. In this case, the portal closed as soon as White entered, so I had to stick close to him.
Simon, who was listening to the story, felt his throat sag at the growing scale. This case was too huge for him to handle.
-Let’s talk to Keygen Headquarters. That side will be able to deal a more solid blow to the death squad.
At Simon’s suggestion, White shook his head.
– Keygen is not allowed.
-huh?
-I’ve been watching Kizen’s activities for a while, but they’re no different from an organization. After extracting the information, we will use ‘we’ like a tool and throw it away.
It was not for revenge that White intended to harm the Order. After all, she and their escape were the most important things to him.
However, White said that Keygen would not value the safety of the whites, who were experimental objects, and would focus on making the most of this, since he had a good number of cases.
-Kizen ignores small sacrifices for the sake of maintaining order in the world. and.
he closed his eyes
-I’m sure I’m on the side of a small sacrifice.
Simon opened his mouth to retort, but oddly enough, he couldn’t deny it.
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It was true that that was the way Necromancers thought.
-If there must be another helper, I hope he is not affiliated with Keygen.
Simon’s troubles deepened a little.
* * *
Simon immediately returned to the ruins of Pier and held an emergency meeting.
All the 7th Corps captains gathered at the ruins except for Gyros, the North God who was guarding the northern part of Kalos.
“I plan to mobilize the entire army in the White Rescue Operation.”
Simon explained his plan.
After rescuing White, mobilizing all the power of the 7th Corps to wipe out the research facility, and finally, if you explode the Prince’s corpse with one shot, you will be able to deal a fatal blow to the association.
[It’s all good, but kid, from a third person’s point of view, it sounds like a very poor story?]
The sand gathered above the staff floating in the air and formed the shape of a woman.
It was Hersheba, the captain of the Mira unit.
[In the end, you’re telling me to believe in yourself and get into the enemy’s mouth. And besides, you shouldn’t bring in Kigen? It’s a very obvious trap.]
“Uh, of course, I understand that that’s the reaction just by saying it.”
Simon touched his forehead and said.
“There’s something I can’t explain that I felt on the spot. I don’t think White is lying.”
[that.]
Prince, who had been playing with the deflated ball, caught it and looked at Simon.
[Isn’t this the line of typical scammers?]
“Ugh.”
Simon put on a sullen expression.
[The girl’s premonition is also suspicious this time.]
Elizabeth also helped.
[They said they were walking down the street and found a carrot cake that looked appetizing. You shouldn’t eat it right away, but you should be suspicious, right? The same goes for this case. It’s unnatural to suddenly have the chance to destroy the Order’s key lab. As usual, step by step, step by step, and gradually tighten the breath of death.]
“That’s right, that’s the theory.”
Simon folded his arms and closed his eyes, tilting his head back with a grunt. Peer, who was sitting far away and watching, keuhehe! she laughed.
[My head knows it’s strange, but my heart wants to go! Richard did it often too!]
Upon hearing that, Simon looked at Peer with his eyes shining.
“How was your father’s choice at this time?”
[Did you forget who Richard married?]
“ah.”
Just then, a carrion spider approached me with a clicking sound. He waddled to Elizabeth and signaled something.
“What’s going on? Erje.”
[It’s nothing special.]
After hearing the story of the carrion spider, Elizabeth said,
[There was a roll call in the department dormitory, but it seems that the head of the dormitory is overturning the dormitory, saying that the corps commander is not visible. He’s in the position to talk about something important, so ignore […]
“What if I say that now!”
Contemplating, Simon stood up and grabbed his school uniform jacket and tie.
“I’ll call and come back! Talk to you again at dawn tomorrow!”
Simon gasped and climbed the stairs of the ruins. Hersheba, who had been watching him, shrugged his shoulders.
[That kid has gone through a lot of great experiences and still looks like a kid.]
[Khehehehe!]
Peer laughed.
[It is not the experience of victory that makes a boy an adult, but the sadness and daily frustration! The boy has been on a winning streak until now!]
[Oh, after all, parenting experts are different. Then, this time, it’s my turn to let you suffer educational setbacks?]
[Of course not!]
In Pier’s snow pit, the light in his eyes burned like a torch.
[The only way the legion goes is victory! The corps is the will of the corps commander, and if the boy chooses a trap, he has no choice but to destroy them all! The current legion has the power to do that!]
At those words, the other Ancient Undead also quietly smiled and nodded.
* * *
“Haaa.”
Simon returned to his dorm room and lay down on the bed. The roll call had already ended, and, of course, only Simon was absent.
The dormitory superintendent had nothing to do with being the student council president. He should have been penalized right away.
“Why, today’s roll call?”
Simon grunted and stared blankly at the ceiling.
The dorm room was always quiet. All I could hear was the breathing of Toto, who was soundly asleep in the bed next to him.
Soon Simon got out of bed and sat down at his desk. And he took out the memorial crystal ball from space.
A conversation with White came to mind.
– Then, when you go to the temporary lab, is there any possibility that another White will come, not you?
-There is a good chance that I, who has the most performance, will stay on Rock Island, but another White may come here.
-Then how…
What White gave me at that time was this Memorial Crystal Orb.
Simon made sure Toto was sleeping properly, then sat back down at his desk and turned it on.
Chijik.
Chick.
<I am White, W-1. On our behalf, I have something to say for the future of all of us.>
Simon looked at it quietly.
And I watched it over and over again.
* * *
same time.
“Hmm-“
Cerne, who was sitting on a chair in pajamas, stretched.
A dorm room of her own, with no one else around.
Due to the cleverly mixed circumstances of her roommate’s circumstances, a computer accident, and the misunderstanding of a dormitory minion, she was sharing a room alone like a third year student.
Of course, no one protested or argued.
She yawned and looked out the window. I was trimming her hair while looking at her reflection in the window.
Tung.
A large spider clung to the window.
“what.”
She immediately shook her head and pulled out a feather like a dagger. Then the spider squeaks at her and stirs her arms as if begging for help.
Then she stopped moving. Looking at it again, the appearance was unusual for a spider.
“Oh, you were Simon’s 7th Corps Undead?”
Then she smiled, hiding the feather behind her hip.
The window was opened soon after, but the frightened carrion spider dropped a letter on the floor and hurriedly ran away.
Soon she opened the letter and looked at the contents.
“Hmm. Simon me?”
The corner of her mouth went up.
“I have a hunch that something interesting is about to happen.”
