Necromancer Academy's Genius Summoner

Chapter 462

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 462

[The guy is right here.]

Simon hardened like a stone statue looked around.

“Where where?”

Pierre stretched out his arm in silence. Beyond the ruins a space that had been locked in darkness became brighter.

And Simon witnessed it.

A lump of mud trickling down inside a large rectangular tube.

– Uh-uh-uh-uh.

It was weeping making a strange cry.

“this….”

[The demonic beast of the plague the sword.]

A lament-like sound flowed from Peer’s mouth.

[An ancient undead who once served as the captain of the 7th corps.]

Simon approached with a nervous face and put his hand on the coffin. It only swayed not feeling any thoughts or will.

“How did this happen?”

Simon’s voice trembled.

[When it was first discovered it was even more terrifying than this.]

While Simon was on vacation Peer and the Ancient Undead went to attack the White Tomb Dungeon where Carl was supposed to be hiding.

No adventurers treasure hunters or archaeologists knew how to enter the White Tomb Dungeon. In the Kingdom of Dresden because of the possibility of dungeons they were only struggling to hold on to it and it was practically a nuisance.

But Peer knew how to enter.

[I was convinced that the dungeon was the nest of the sword.]

One of Carl’s abilities was the power to turn dungeons into his nest. He was able to enter the dungeon swallow his dungeon master with his body and use its power to take over the dungeon.

And by absorbing the vast amount of energy that made up the dungeon he constantly created his poisonous undead subordinates.

It was a knife that moved around the dungeon and expanded its power but was defeated by Richard and Peer who entered the dungeon at the time. He eventually went through a ‘corporation’ operation and became one of the captains of the 7th Corps.

And years later when Richard’s Legion was disbanded Carl longing for freedom found a dungeon to stay in again and that was the ‘White Grave Dungeon’.

Peer who had held a knife once before knew that there would be a knife in the White Grave Dungeon and how to enter and exit the dungeon.

[But it was no longer a dungeon.]

Dark blue jet black burned like a torch in the snow pit of Fear’s skull.

[The place has been turned into a laboratory for humans.]

It was a terrifying sight even for Peer who was an ancient undead.

Red-eyed humans were making clones of knives as if they were running factories and various chemical experiments were conducted with the body components from knives. In the center a tattered sword was trapped in a coffin and overworked.

The dungeon itself became a laboratory and factory dominated by humans.

The knife’s ability to block outsiders was rather poisonous. This mysterious group infiltrated the dungeon in a special way and used it as their secret base.

‘Wait a minute I think I’ve heard of a similar case.’

Simon put his chin on his chin and thought about that before talking to Pier.

“After hearing the story I have a question. The entrance to the ‘White Grave Dungeon’ has been guarded by the Kingdom of Dresden. How did so many people enter the dungeon?”

[I have no idea how to get in and out.]

Peer crossed his arms.

[Only me and Richard know how to enter Carl’s dungeon! It probably didn’t come from the front and there must have been another way to bypass it.]

“….”

[I will continue the story.]

Anyway Fear and the Ancient Undead were convinced that the sword was alive and they fought a battle with an unknown group.

They poured out bizarre skills and firepower never seen before but it was not enough to deal with four Ancient Undead.

[Of course those guys were strong too.]

Elizabeth said and pressed the prince’s head.

[It was enough to kill the Prince once.]

[don’t do it!]

Prince exclaimed tearing Elizabeth’s hand off his head.

[As a result we won the battle.]

Peer said.

[I wanted to secure those humans and extract information from them but when defeat deepened they exploded their brains and died!]

When Simon heard the story he shuddered.

“Suicide…?”

[Yes the most important executive level had already burned important documents and disappeared somewhere.]

This time Achemus opened his mouth.

[Still I tried to secure as many materials as possible boy. It’s a pity that I can only bring this.]

There were so many books and papers piled up to form a hill next to Achemus. Simon’s eyes widened.

“What is it? You saved a lot!”

Simon ran and looked over the books.

Then I put down the first book I opened looked at another book and opened another one.

‘…I don’t even know what the letters are.’

All the books in this place were crammed with letters that squiggled like slugs crawling. No matter how much I look at other books I can’t interpret it.

[What?]

Hersheba flew in and landed on Simon’s shoulder. Her pupils at the end of her wand scanned the letters.

[Ah this!]

Simon looked at her quickly.

“Hersheba! Do you understand what I mean?”

[No I don’t know.]

Angrily Simon lowered his shoulders and then lifted them up as if to prick them. Hersheba’s body whirled and she whirled in the air.

“I’m not in the mood to play.”

[Your expression is serious boy! Do you have any guesses?]

“yes.”

Simon closed the book and sighed.

“Aren’t there a lot of cases like this these days? People who take over dungeons in some way and do bad things in them.”

In the second semester of the first year an unknown dungeon that Shilaji was known to have been dispatched to.

I heard that the entrance to the dungeon was blocked with a ‘blood ring’ and various criminals rushed into it.

How did they make the dungeon their own? It wouldn’t have been enough to simply seal the dungeon lord.

And the recent ‘Bingryong Karisa’ incident with Lette in the Holy Federation. Even when Dungeon Lord Carissa wandered around the outside of the dungeon the dungeon remained intact.

Finally an unidentified group that took over the dungeon of the sword and experimented with the sword.

“I think there must be a connection between these three things.”

Blood Heaven and Shilaji.

The Minenashi family and Bingryong Karisa.

And the experimental group that occupied the sword dungeon.

strange

“There must be a need to investigate deeper. Please use the corps’ spare strength to continue tracking and investigating.”

Elizabeth smiled with a ‘hmm’ sound.

[It’s interesting. It seems to be involved in something troubling?]

Prince jumped up.

[They’re the ones who made our colleague Carl like that! I can never forgive you!]

Achemus politely lowered his stance and said.

[Isn’t it related to Magnus’s 5th Corps?]

“There won’t be.”

Simon responded promptly.

“Magnus would have taken the ‘knife’ if he had it because there wouldn’t have been a need to use it as a test subject like that.”

At that time Hersheba who was deep in thought opened her mouth.

[Little boy! Can’t you think like this?]

“Tell me Hersheba.”

[They captured that knife and experimented with it until it was tattered right? Every experiment has a purpose. What do you think its purpose is?]

Simon crossed his arms and closed his eyes.

“Isn’t it because they tried to artificially manifest the sword’s ability? Ancient undead are the most unknown beings in this world. By mass-producing sword clones made of extremely poisonous…”

[It is not an alternate body.]

Hersheba’s eyes lit up.

[What if the ability to make a dungeon into one’s nest itself was the first purpose of the re

* * *

The two arrived safely in front of the classroom.

“Ughhh.”

Toto whose hair was disheveled staggered along.

Simon laughed nonchalantly putting his hands in his pockets.

“are you okay?”

“Ugh I don’t think it’s okay. I ran too much and suddenly my stomach…”

gurgling.

Kuruk.

The things I ate yesterday seemed to start vibrating. Toto said with a smirk.

“Me I’m going to go to the bathroom so go first!”

“okay.”

I saw Toto holding on to the boat and running.

5 minutes before class starts. Simon held on to the classroom door with a leisurely gait.

and the moment you open the door.

Whii-i-i-

A cool wind blew in. What he sees in front of him is a girl with dark hair blowing in the wind.

She was looking out the window with an expressionless face.

‘Lorraine?’

For a moment I thought I had mistaken half of it. I thought that if I opened the classroom of course Dick Meirin and Kamibarez would welcome me.

But no.

New semester now. new class. New studies new lectures await.

Now this is my half.

In the awkward air of the classroom on the first day Simon moved on.

“ah.”

Just then the dark-haired girl saw Simon. The expressionless expression went away and a welcome smile took over.

“Hi Simon.”

“Hello Lorraine.”

Simon laughed too.

I thought it was my turn to speak this time.

“Can I sit next to you?”