Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 1080


    Simon headed to the vige hall with Meyrin and Juul and talked about the information he had found.


    “Among the spectators, there was someone who cast a spell on the sword Meirin was holding.”


    “really?”


    Meilin jumped up.


    “I didn’t feel it at all?”


    “It’s a type of enchantment. When you pulled out the sword, you probably didn’t notice it because the magic was off. I secretly recorded that scene on a magic camera. “This will be important evidence.”


    “in other words.”


    Jules continued speaking while fiddling with the bandages around his eyes.


    “I guess it means that Meilin drew that sword because of someone’s intention.”


    “that’s right. “Principle aside, that’s the key.”


    Meilin crossed her arms with a slightly frozen expression.


    “Then the vige suggested that I participate in the evening ritual as a ‘sword lord’…”


    “If I had followed suit, something could have happened.”


    “….”


    Meilin looked as if she was deeply troubled rather than scared. Meanwhile, Jules spoke.


    “Is that all you found out?”


    “This time, when the vigers were preparing dinner, I sent Erzebet to once again investigate the house Meyrin and I entered.”


    Simon rummaged around in his arms and pulled out a note.


    “Because interpretation is impossible, is this what I memorized and reproduced? Peer read this article.”


    “What was it about?”


    Simon’s expression became serious.


    “The emperor returns.”


    Juul and Meilin were shocked at the same time and their shoulders trembled.


    Simon closed his eyes and continued speaking.


    “And this is a slightly different story, the bloody armor and sword on that wall. “They all disappeared.”


    “radish! west! woah!”


    Meilin stamped her feet.


    “As expected, the people of this vige were cooperating with the 1st Corps! I thought it was kind of cheap! “Let’s quickly contact Keygen and bring in the necromancers and arrest them all!”


    “Not yet.”


    Sigh.


    Jules raised his arms.


    “There is still not enough information to arrest them.”


    “Not enough? “It seems like enough.”


    “Just based on the writing on the wall and the evidence of magic, it is impossible to tell whether specific people, including that woman, joined the 1st Corps, or whether the entire vige joined. Above all, that phrase alone can end up as a sin of idtry. “The key thing we need to uncover is not people’s sins, but the ns of the 1st Corps.”


    Simon nodded at the reasonable point.


    “That’s right. Because in the end, we didn’t get to the root of it.”


    So in the end, what is the 1st Corps doing in this vige?


    Why did the group of outsiders who came with me disappear?


    What are the residents of Mahih hiding?


    Haven’t found anything yet. Meilin looked worried again and then said.


    “Why don’t we activate our investigative powers and search properly?”


    “It’s too dangerous. “This is right next to the 1st Corps’ territory.”


    Simon shook his head.


    “There is no way the 1st Corps could stay still after hearing the news that Kizen has arrived. “The moment you activate your investigative authority, you must be prepared for all-out war.”


    Meilin smiled bitterly and nodded as if she understood.


    “Then what do you n to do? “Simon.”


    “First of all-”


    While Simon was thinking for a moment, he arrived in front of the vige hall. I could hear the group rustling inside.


    “Let’s spend the night safely and think about it. “I won’t let anyone disappear tonight.”


    * * *


    Simone and Maylin arrived at the vige hall with a meal and joined the group.


    However, the humanities schr, journalist, and new bride, who had extreme distrust of the vige, cooked a simple meal using the ingredients they brought with them. He stubbornly refused to eat the food the vigers gave him, wondering what was in it.


    And the chief reporter, the drunkard, and the mercenary said they would stop eating if they didn’t want to, and continued eating without a problem. Simone and Maylin also joined us. Although the food was unpleasant, the two were necromancers and had graduated from the prestigious Star Night’s Poison Science ss, so they were not afraid of quite a few poisons.


    While we were eating separately, the humanities schr raised his hand and made a suggestion.


    “Everyone here should sleep in the living room and be on alert. And how do we know what will happen overnight?”


    Everyone agreed with that. Because there was nothing bad about being cautious.


    After discussion among the group, the order of wake-up call was decided, and Simon decided to wake up in the middle order. So the group tossed and turned and tried to sleep, feeling anxious and worried.


    So time passes.


    Sigh.


    Simon, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened them. The drunkard who was Simon’s former order was shaking him awake.


    “Okay, it’s the reporter’s turn.”


    “yes. “Thank you for waking me up.”


    The drunkardy down on the bare floor and fell asleep, as if he couldn’t stand it anymore. Simon sat down and stroked his hair.


    ‘I wasn’t sleeping from the beginning.’


    I nned to stay up all night today and watch the situation. All eight people were sleeping well. Maybe it was because the bed was ufortable or she was having a nightmare, Meilin would toss and turn and throw away the nket. Simon came over and covered her with a nket and returned.


    An hour of on-call time passed in the blink of an eye.


    ‘Now let’s wake up the next person.’


    Next up were mercenaries. The moment Simon slowly approached him and was about to ce his hand on his body.


    Jump up!


    Suddenly, the humanities schr who was sleeping soundly behind him suddenly stood up. Simon looked back.


    “Why are you doing this? “There is still a long way to go before your turnes.”


    But the humanist was not listening to Simon. He was trying to get out the front door, walking precariously as if he would fall at any moment.


    I don’t think it’s just a simple sleeping habit.


    “Schr!”


    Simon approached and lightly grabbed his shoulder, but the humanist strongly shook him off and headed out the door without even putting on his shoes.


    Something is unusual. This time, I lunged at him properly and grabbed him by the waist.


    “Come to your senses…!”


    Waaagh!


    The humanities schr rushed towards me, letting out a cry that was not human. It tried to bite his neck out of nowhere, so Simon quickly tilted his neck to avoid it.


    He struggled, even swinging his fist dangerously.


    ‘this person! I was so ipetent and had no strength, so how did I suddenly gain this strength?’


    Simon quickly pulled back one arm, spread a magic circle, and let it touch his body.


    In


    ,


    the effect of Pantasus type sleep was also amazing. With one curse, the humanist’s body copsed and fell into a deep sleep.


    The surrounding party members who heard themotion began to wake up one by one.


    “What did you just say?”


    “Aaaah! who…!”


    <Bahil Remake – Sleepers>


    This time, Simon spread wide-ranging sleep throughout the living room, putting everyone to sleep. If I woke up now, I would panic and the road would run wild, so it would be more helpful to sleepfortably.


    Rattling!


    “Simon!”


    Just then, Jules, dressed in a robe, opened the door of themunity hall and came in.


    “What’s going on?”


    “Mmm.”


    As expected of an active Kizen Vice President, Meirin, who had resisted the curse, stood up, rubbing her eyes. Simon released the sleep effect on her.


    And I told the two people what had just happened.


    “That schr tried to go out as if he was being led out, and disyed unusual strength?”


    “That’s right, Jules.”


    Jules touched his chin.


    “It could be the call of the Demon Sword. “This is a typical symptom that urs when a magic sword finds a new owner.”


    But Meilin was particrly silent.


    He was thinking with a very serious expression.


    “What’s wrong, Meirin?”


    “me.”


    She spoke with her eyes wide open as if she had made up her mind.


    “I think I received the call of that demon sword.”


    Maylin told her story.


    In my dream, the demon sword kept calling and calling me.


    Come here.


    Come closer.


    Hold me and put the world at your feet.


    Of course, Meilin was an elite necromancer with excellent grades in curse science, so she resisted such temptation, and her sleeping habits were only bad, but other ordinary people would not have been able to endure it.


    “Considering the time when the incident urred, I think the demon sword tried to call me first, but when that failed, it called the schr.”


    “It seems like that. Good luck, Maylin.”


    “Simon.”


    She opened her eyes and looked at Simon.


    “I’ll pretend to be possessed by the magic sword. “I can still hear the Demon Sword’s voice, albeit faintly.”


    “?!”


    Simon, whose eyes were wide, stood up suddenly.


    “That can never be done. “It’s too dangerous!”


    “I agree.”


    The two boys tried to stop him, but Meilin’s expression was determined.


    “We haven’t found any conclusive evidence yet. I don’t know the whereabouts of the Demon Sword, and I don’t know what the 1st Corps is doing here. If things continue like this, we will continue to be manipted, and since none of us are possessed by the demon sword, the vigers will also be suspicious.”


    She slowly got up from her seat.


    “I’ll pretend to be possessed and enter the enemy’s stronghold. All you have to do is cast a ck spell on me and track me down.”


    “but…!”


    “are you okay.”


    Meilin narrowed her eyes.


    “I’m really strong in my own way. “You’re the vice president you chose, right?”


    * * *


    Simon was against it until the end, but Meilin’s decision was firm.


    In the end, Simon had no choice but to ept it, and Meilin was trudging along the night street alone as if possessed by a magic sword.


    It wasn’t difficult.


    The Demon Sword’s voice still remained vague, so all I had to do was walk in the direction where I could hear the voice getting closer and closer. I opened my eyes slightly sleepily and walked with my legs rxed.


    There’s just one thing that bothers me.


    ‘scared!’


    I never thought walking alone at night would be this scary.


    Lately, regret welled up, but I tried to suppress it.


    ‘This is my chance to help Simon. ‘I can’t miss this crucial opportunity because of my own safety.’


    Rather, I was hoping that someone would soon appear, whether it was the 1st Legion, the Demon Sword, or a viger.


    While she was walking like that.


    p!


    In the darkness, arge cloth unfolded and wrapped Meilin.


    * * *


    In the darkness, several scenes pass through my mind.


    -name! Please at least tell me your name! Please!


    During his first year at Kigen, when he was captured by an enemy in Deatnd, the man saved his life.


    A man who was like a ruthless tyrant who trampled on his opponents.


    First encounter with him.


    The man turned his head and responded as follows when asked to give his name.


    -Pion.


    How could you forget? That first meeting.


    We met several times after that.


    -Pion! Right? Who are you? Why do you always show up where we are? Say anything…!


    But he didn’t answer.


    -Gu, thank you for saving me. You came again this time. When I first met him in Deatnd, during the Saint Maiden Incident, and in the Neutral Zone. Who are you?


    Who could it be?


    Who the hell is this?


    In fact, I may have vaguely guessed it. No, I was guessing.


    Nevertheless, suspicion was abolished because Simon’s alibi was perfect, and more than anything, because Fion’s unique, brutal and tyrannical appearance did not easily ovep with the gentle Simon.


    But that guess was correct.


    The emotions I felt the moment I saw Simon’s letter confessing his identity.


    That was surprise, and another feeling was-


    ‘Ah,’


    I came back to my senses and opened my eyes. Maylin suddenly came to her senses and checked her condition.


    His arms were tied behind his back and he was being ced on a cart. Four people wearing strange armor were pulling the cart carrying him as if they were guarding him.


    ‘Where am I? ‘It’s not Mahih Vige!’


    Damp air, heavy smell.


    This was underground. It was like a dark cave.


    What happened? I was surprised that there was a ce like this in Mahih Vige. No matter how much I searched, there was no way to get to this ce.


    ‘Ugh, the head.’


    I think they gave me some kind of sleeping pill when I was caught earlier.


    Meilin closed her eyes and slowly awakened the pitch ckness within her body a little and opened the resistance meter. I gradually drove away the energy that was constricting my body and improved my physical condition.


    ‘thank you. ‘Hey, professor.’


    At the time, it was a ss I really hated and I resented it, but it was so useful that I thought the ss on reading poison I learned in school might be an asset for the rest of my life.


    Once again, I checked my arms that were tied behind my back. If I create a jet-ck me system and burn it down, I can be freed immediately, and the guards around me can be taken care of in an instant.


    ‘Okay, this is how it happened.’


    She made up her mind once again.


    ‘I’m going topletely shake you up from the inside.’