Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner Chapter 1100


    Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 1100


    Ghost Pce After safelypleting their first day of work, Simon and Merida returned to the lodging called ‘Vi Pce’.


    Simon trudged up the stairs with a tired face, unpacked his luggage in his room, and stretched out.


    I thought I would take a break, even if only for a moment.


    “huh?”


    A note on the desk caught my eye.


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    Elegant handwriting. This handwriting, with itsbination of delicate curves and smooth straight lines, was clearly Ce’s.


    When I looked at the back page, there was even Ce’s feather attached.


    ‘I guess I should go to Sofria at least once.’


    There are several subsidiary cities ruled by Tenerife near the Ghost Pce.


    Of course, it is all the territory of the Ghost Princess, themander of the 4th Corps, and is not the territory of the Dark Alliance, but a ce with independentws and administration. Among them, the most well-known city to the outside world is ‘Sophia’.


    This Sofria city is formed in a circle with the Ghost Pce in the center, and it has a strong character as a buffer zone between the Ghost Pce and other areas within the Dark Alliance. It is said that ghosts that asionally escape from the Ghost Pce are unable to escape the boundaries of Sophria City and are hunted.


    Simon moved right away. I prepared to go out with Merida, who was still in a daze because I used a lot of energy at the Ghost Pce.


    When I asked Mulia in the lobby of the hotel how to get out of the city, she happily called me a carriage, and so Simon and Merida got into the carriage and went.


    * * *


    Rattling!


    For a while while traveling in the carriage, I could only see the ck garden outside the window.


    Then, the moment I entered the city, the scenery changed drastically.


    “and!”


    The entire city of Sofria was made up of pure white bricks and white roofs, contrasting with the dark forest.


    Even people walking on the streets mostly wore white clothes.


    A feast of pure whiteness.


    When I asked the driver why the city was so white, the answer was that it was to help distinguish ghosts.


    -The ghost’s body is made of spirit and jet ck, so it has a ck or reddish color. In this all-white city, ghosts are quick to spot.


    It seemed like there was a good reason.


    The carriage stopped and Simon and Merida got off and walked. I walked a little in the direction the coachman told me and was able to quickly find my destination.


    The outside of the bar looked like it had been painted white, but once inside, it was a in wooden color. Simon and Merida walked with long strides and entered a small underground bar.


    ‘The pub is no different anywhere on the continent.’


    As I opened the door and went inside, I saw several people sitting on small seats talking under the dim orange lighting.


    The people living here were the same as other people on the continent. The only thing that is a little unusual is that many of the coats hanging on the chairs are white.


    “wee.”


    A wee greeting was heard. Simon turned his head, thinking it was a bar employee, and was surprised.


    A neatly dressed bartender was in front of me. His ivory hair was tied up into a ponytail, and he wore a bartender’s uniform and a ck vest. Se, who wasn’t dressed like a man but had an androgynous look, wiped his ss and smiled.


    “Do you want to take a break for a while? “A handsome young man.”


    Simon’s face heated up slightly at the unexpected sight. Cerne chuckled and spread her palms.


    “Everything else is full, so I’ll take you here.”


    Se pointed to a bar seat where he could talk to the bartender.


    As Simon was about to walk towards him, Merida, who was next to him, nudged Simon in a mean manner and passed by.


    “Merida?”


    “….”


    Merida sat down on one side and gestured toward the seat next to her with a nonchnt expression. Simon smiled bitterly and walked over and sat down.


    “What would you like to order? alcohol? Or something sweet?”


    Simon quickly lowered his voice.


    “…Serne. Was this what the intelligence investigation was like? “Who is the original business person here?”


    “It gave the busy head of the family time to focus on his family. “I’m on a nearby trip with my family.”


    Click click.


    Ce continued speaking, lightly shaking the shaker in his hand.


    “And the side where I’m sitting right now has a soundproof barrier. “You can raise your voice loudly.”


    “Oh, that’s a relief.”


    Simon finally raised his voice to its original tone. Merida raised her hand.


    “I’m sweet and sleep well.”


    “I’ll give you something stronger. “What about Simon?”


    “I’m on a mission, so please take something with almost no alcohol in it.”


    Ce immediately started making cocktails. After adding the pre-cut fruit pieces and other colorful ingredients, I shook the shaker as if dancing.


    There was a sense of refined elegance in the borate hand techniques. Even his movements were full of confidence.


    ‘…There’s really nothing I can’t do.’


    After a while, a drink topped with lemon was served to Simon, and a red drink with whole cherry pieces was served to Merida.


    After drinking her drink, Merida immediatelyy down on the bar and began to doze off. He seemed so desperate for sleep that Simon didn’t do anything to stop him. Ce said after seeing that.


    “I guess the first day at the Ghost Pce was difficult?”


    “You had a hard time.”


    Simon touched his neck.


    “But it was worth it. Tenerife also told us well about the Ghost Pce, and except for the Red Room, which is a dangerous area, there were no ces that were that difficult.”


    Ce’s eyes lit up.


    “What kind of system was it specifically? “Tell me more about it.”


    “Give and take.”


    Simon smiled slightly and put his palms together.


    “I’ll tell you once you tell me the information you gathered here.”


    “You’re being mischievous. “I also got free alcohol.”


    Ce ced his palm on his cheek and looked at him with moist eyes, but Simon was no longer the one to be fooled by this.


    “Because I’m still not sure if you’re friend or foe. “I want to listen to the story carefully and make a judgment.”


    “there’s nothing we can do.”


    In the end, Cerne told me about what he had learned about the Ghost Pce and the nearby city of Sofria after being active for two weeks.


    Simon sipped his drink and listened to the storyfortably.


    “The atmosphere of the people of Sofria is unusual.”


    Cerne said.


    “The reason is the forced selection of a princess candidate. The famous Ghost Princess seems to be recruiting all the girls who are of the appropriate age and whose cores have not yet been unlocked, and forcibly turning them into necromancers and training them as princess candidates. Of course, the horse is a candidate for princess, but in fact, she is a substitute for molting.”


    “…hmm.”


    Ce shrugged his shoulders.


    “During the training process, she got injured a lot, and especially since the person who was originally a princess candidate and was in charge of shedding every year died for unknown reasons, suspicions about this incident are increasing.”


    “The sound of being full.”


    Merida, who was thought to be sleeping, was still lying face down and talking in her sleep.


    “I’m trying to avoid obligations while enjoying my rights… hmmmmmmnya.”


    “Some people say that.”


    Cities within the territory of Tenerife do not pay taxes to the ruling Ghost Pce.


    In fact, it is said that the Ghost Pce does not need taxes because it receives a huge contribution from the Dark Alliance, and rather provides support to various parts of the city, including Sofria, with the remaining contribution.


    It is truly a paradise-like ce, with no monster attacks and no threats of criminal organizations or war under the name of Tenerife. Continentals envy the people who live here, but immigration is impossible. Only people born and raised here can continue to stay in Sofria.


    However, there were some drawbacks, such as being gued by ghostsing out of the pce and being selected as a candidate for the princess of Tenerife.


    “Look, everyone looks dissatisfied, right?”


    Simon listened carefully. If you listen to the stories of people who drink alcohol, there is talk about ‘princess’ and ‘cheating out’.


    “To address the ims of residents opposing the removal, originally, there was no system called ‘removal’ in the ghost pce. It is a concept that arose after the reign of Tenerife. “I don’t understand why they are pushing ahead with citizen recruitment, which wasn’t supposed to happen before, and causing harm to people.”


    “It’s a bit of a shock.”


    Simon traced his eyebrows with his fingertips.


    “There was no molting season before Tenerife?”


    “I researched and found that simr cases clearly existed, but they were not at the level of suchrge-scale borrowing every year.”


    Cerne sped her hands.


    “I guess it’s true that the Ghost Pce is viewed with suspicion throughout the Union for that reason. Tenerife, who is not giving birth to children, is actually in that direction and uses women as ythings, and is raising necromancers to create an army. “Maybe the ‘betrayal issue’ we heard about is also based on this rumor.”


    “….”


    “But this is Tenerife’s territory where extraterritoriality is recognized. The residents here are the property of Tenerife, and they cannot be punished for actually doing such things.”


    Simon was lost in thought. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t find that kind of impression in the sight of Tenerife from the Ghost Pce.


    “Tenerife is more human than you can imagine.”


    At that time, a third person’s voice suddenly entered the conversation. Before I knew it, one of the bar customers, a woman, was walking towards me.


    It was a middle-aged woman with blonde hair that was too shiny to be burdensome and wearing long clothes.


    ‘Serne opened a soundproof barrier, how?’


    “I’m sorry if I interrupted you, but I happened to look at you and saw that a different sound wasing out of your mouth than the shape of your mouth, so I did something. After all, the reason you hide your voice is because of Tenerife, right?”


    Simon raised his head, alert.


    “Who are you?”


    “It sounds right now. Would you believe me if I told you that I was a necromancer who once belonged to the Ghost Pce? not now but.”


    She let out a long sigh.


    “Tenerife is a vicious woman. “She is a woman who will mercilessly sacrifice and throw away anything for her own benefit.”


    She lifted the ss in her hand and quickly put it down her throat.


    He soon frowned and opened his mouth in an alcohol-soaked voice.


    “Things like molting only prolong Tenerife’s malicious reign at the expense of the people. “She must be ousted.”


    “Do you have any evidence that Tenerife is a malicious person?”


    Tsk tsk.


    She let out a smallugh.


    “I don’t have any evidence, but I have a witness… Is this nonsense? and.”


    She let out a long snort and brought her fingertips to the back of my neck, then plucked out Ce’s feather and ced it on the table along with the money for the drinks.


    “Even if you don’t have to use this, I’ve expressed my true feelings, so don’t worry.”


    “….”


    A strange look appeared in Serne’s eyes.


    She was a necromancer strong enough to resist the mental control of that woman, Cerne.


    “See youter, if you can.”


    Jump and jump.


    She left the bar, shaking her blonde hair. Se rested his chin.


    “Hmm, I’m curious who it is? “I guess I’ll have to keep track of it.”


    “Don’t overdo it.”


    “sure. I just put a trace on it. “Now let’s get to the point.”


    She looked at Simon.


    “That woman’s words and the information I obtained are the same. There are no unfounded suspicions. Doesn’t Simon also have doubts? “If you let me into the ghost pce, I might be able to gather proper evidence.”


    “….”


    Simon closed his eyes for a moment and was thinking about the story Kazan had told him.


    -Information is not ‘fact’ and even less is ‘truth’. Any tangible or intangible information is processed and distorted through human perception and prejudice.


    -Simon. Your intuition is much better than mine. Go to the Ghost Pce yourself and make your own decisions. That’s best.


    “Promise me one thing. “Serne.”


    “yes?”


    “I will cooperate in getting you into the Ghost Pce. Instead, only reach out to Tenerife when there is clear ‘evidence’. got it?”


    Ce nodded.


    “I promise. “In the name of Cerne Eindarc.”


    “Would you like to give Meylin’s name too?”


    Oops.


    She clicked her tongue andughed bitterly.


    “I heard he became more mischievous while I didn’t see him. all right. “I will use Meilin’s name to attack Tenerife after we have clear evidence from the Ghost Pce.”


    “good.”


    Simon stood up.


    “Let’s get ready.”


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    The next morning, I went to work.


    Simon and Merida began their operation. Because the process of entering and exiting the Ghost Pce was quiteplicated, a detailed n had to be made.


    “Please present your ID.”


    “Yes, this way.”


    Simon, who entered the Ghost Pce first, secured the entry book and handed it to Serne, who gave one person the illusion that he had gone to work today and then captured that person’s jet ck and spirit in an artifact.


    Afterwards, Se’s mind control gave people widespread illusions. Only after sticking feathers into the nape of several people’s necks at the same time did Ce move.


    In this way, one person forgot to sign the entry book, and Ce held Simon’s hand and entered the ghost pce, and Simon, who had memorized the handwriting,pleted the entry in the entry book.


    -If we catch you sneaking in, we’ll be finished.


    -Okay, I’ll do it right.


    I don’t know how they found out that the 1st and 4th corps were in a cooperative rtionship, but Se went straight into the room that was a danger zone without apass.


    It seemed like I had no choice but to wait and see for the time being.


    “Junior Polentia! Student Hugh Eckel!”


    Tenerife came down the stairs at a fast pace and approached the two.


    “Today we will be holding sses on the second floor and above! Are you ready?”


    No matter how I looked at him, he didn’t seem like a person who would betray or y with people.


    But the outside and inside may be different.


    Simon nodded with a smile.


    “i look forward to.”


    For the time being, I had to focus on the work at the Ghost Pce.


    Of course, both together.


    ‘Isn’t there likely to be at least one ghost unit in the 7th Legion?’


    I was thinking of doing something personal as well.


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