Necromancer Academy's Summoning Genius Chapter 174An Efnel second-year in a fake uniform.It seemed interesting, so I decided to play along for a bit. Lete stood up and bowed politely.I didn't know a senior was in the cabin. Please forgive my rudeness.Ellen, who had been confidently crossing her arms, flinched.Me, a senior...?Yes.Lete unbuttoned her robe and took it off.It was an Efnel uniform, consisting of a white top and skirt, just like Ellen's, but the radiance from the clothes themselves was different. When the two stood side by side, the comparison was obvious to anyone.Suddenly, the uniform Ellen was wearing looked incredibly shoddy.I am your direct junior, Lete Shardena, a first-year at Efnel. I was admitted as the top-ranked student.Ellen's face visibly paled. The girls who had been snickering behind Ellen also stopped laughing.What's wrong, Senior?Lete, who had been bowing respectfully with her hands clasped, subtly raised her head. The corners of her lips were turned up.You look unwell.Ah, ah, ah, nothing! No, no! Oh ho ho ho!......The real one appeared.She never imagined a current Efnel student would be on this train. And the top-ranked admitted student, no less.Ellen, sweating profusely, looked back for help, but the girls had already fled.Ellen Zyle? Ellen Zyle.......Lete furrowed her brows, a troubled expression on her face, then spoke.I apologize for the rudeness, but I've never heard that name before. May I ask what your major is?Di-Divine Mechanics! Ah, no. I mean, my major! Oh ho ho!Ah~ I see.Lete clapped her hands together, smiling sweetly with her eyes. Ellen swallowed hard, forcing a smile.Would she let it slide? If she could just get past this crisis, she could just get off at the next station.......What a coincidence.Lete pulled out a Communication Crystal Ball from her pocket.I was just about to report to my advising professor. If you're a Divine Mechanics major, you know Professor Rahle, right?Pro-Professor Rahle......!Would you like to greet him?Sweat dripped from Ellen's forehead onto the floor.If Professor Rahle caught her wearing a fake uniform, it would truly be over.As she stammered, unable to speak, Lete nodded knowingly and put down the Communication Crystal Ball.Impersonating Efnel.Lete's voice turned cold.Do you even know that's a serious crime?***Meanwhile, Simon, who had gone to the restroom, was returning to the first-class cabin.Wow, it's amazing. How can there be a restroom on a train? How do they dispose of the waste?Simon, lost in various thoughts, belatedly sensed a strange atmosphere.A heavy silence had fallen over the first-class cabin, which had been so boisterous earlier.They were so noisy before, are they all asleep?Simon felt puzzled as he returned to cabin A2.Huh?A somewhat perplexing sight unfolded before him.Lete was sitting with her legs crossed, swirling a wine glass, and beside her, a girl wearing the exact same Efnel uniform as Lete was kneeling on the floor with her hands raised.Ah! Aren't you holding your arms straight to your ears?!Lete said irritably, and the girl, startled, shot her arms up.Don't sit on your legs with your butt! Lift your butt! Don't straighten your knees. Yes, keep that posture. Unless you really want to die.The girl was trembling, her legs shaking as she endured the punishment. Simon felt a strong sense of familiarity.You're back.Lete said indifferently upon seeing Simon. Ellen, who had her head bowed in embarrassment at the appearance of a third party, timidly rolled her eyes to look at Simon.Huh?Ellen's pupils began to shake rapidly.Uh, uh uh uh uh?A person who absolutely shouldn't be in this place was right before her eyes. Ellen was so surprised that her posture collapsed.Simon also recognized her and gave a bitter smile, waving his hand.Long time no see, Ellen.***Ellen Zyle.The Efnel Priestess girl Simon had met during his first mission after entering Kizen.Her true identity was simply an Efnel dropout. To earn money to support her younger siblings, she had crossed into the Dark Alliance through a broker and had a run-in with Simon.You were still doing that?Simon said, pointing at Ellen's fake uniform. Her face flushed crimson, and she spoke in a meek voice.I-I'm sorry. I tried to quit after that day, but... the difference in commission fees between working as an Efnel Priest and a regular Priest is just too great.......That's completely messed up.Lete said in a cold voice after hearing the whole story.She re-checked that the Voice-Blocking White Magic Circle she had just drawn on the wall was working properly, then returned to her seat.You not only impersonated Efnel, but you crossed into the Dark Alliance with that fake identity to work? Are you completely insane?Ellen bowed her head deeply, and Lete continued.Still, since it's true you once attended Efnel, I was going to treat you as a senior, but you're just bad news. I'm going to contact Sky Island right now and call the Inquisitors.No, no!Ellen grabbed Lete's leg, pleading.Ah, damn it! Let go of me!If those people catch me, I might really die! If I die, my siblings will.......If you truly cared for your siblings, you wouldn't have done such a thing!Lete coldly shook off Ellen, who clung to her leg like a leech.Don't worry if you die or get imprisoned. I'll take responsibility for your siblings and send them to a proper monastery.No, please!No matter how much Ellen pleaded with tears, Lete was like an unyielding wall.Seeing no sign of forgiveness, Ellen's gaze turned to Simon.Si-Simon! Please help me!It's no use clinging to that person.Lete scoffed.This is the Divine Federation, what power does that person have.......Don't worry, Ellen.Simon patted Ellen's shoulder.Lete won't send you to prison.Simon.......Ellen's eyes welled up with emotion. At his words, Lete let out a hollow laugh.Ridiculous. Who are you to say such a thing?Actually, Lete committed a crime too. Lete brought me here.Hey!! You crazy bastard!Lete yelled, grabbing Simon by the collar.Do you want to die?! Why would you say that?!Simon smiled faintly.From Simon's perspective, it would be troublesome if Ellen were caught. It would be problematic if his name came out or his identity was exposed during interrogation or torture.Ellen quickly grasped the situation and clapped her hands, her face brightening.Aha! So now we're in this together!Tsk.......Lete irritably let go of Simon's collar and plopped down on the bed. Then she glared at him intently.......I'll remember this.I'm sorry.Simon apologized.But it's true that if Ellen, who knows my identity, gets caught, we'll be in trouble, right? I don't think there's any need to take that risk.That's true, but I didn't want to get involved with that senior like this.Don't worry. Ellen is tight-lipped.Right? Simon asked, looking at Ellen, who nodded repeatedly with a loyal expression.Lete frowned, clearly displeased.But Senior, who told you to put your hands down?At Lete's single word, Ellen immediately became an obedient lamb and raised both arms.Afterward, the three of them talked about various things in the same cabin.Ellen said she was on her way to solve a new request, and since her destination was further than theirs, it seemed they would be together for the entire train journey. She also said her seven younger siblings were doing well.But it's strange. You're wearing such a fake uniform, but you didn't get caught by the Inquisitors on the train?At Lete's question, Ellen chuckled awkwardly.I'm definitely a Priest! When I told them this outfit was just cosplay, they just let it go, except for looking at me with incredibly pathetic eyes.You're really proud of that.The Inquisitors' purpose was to find heretics and bring them to justice. This kind of impersonation issue wasn't their direct responsibility, so they seemed to have overlooked it.Simon looked at Lete.But isn't it okay to let her put her arms down now?Two hours had passed, but Lete was still punishing her senior as if she wanted to kill her. Now, Ellen was trembling, clearly struggling, which was pitiful.Don't interfere. This is a matter for Priests.Lete snorted, as if it were out of the question.Considering that a dropout would impersonate Efnel, this is no punishment at all. It's child's play. Right, Senior?Uh, un! That's right! Ahahaha!It was then. As if something had been set up, Lete flinched and spoke.The Inquisitors are coming. Senior Ellen, quickly return to your seat.At her words, Ellen's face turned pale. She bowed to the two of them and returned to her seat.Lete swiftly erased the voice-blocking magic circle installed on the wall and sat down, tidying her hair.Simon suddenly felt a surge of tension and pulled out the holy scripture Lete had lent him, pretending to read it.Hmm.Lete tilted her head.Don't you think pretending to read that is a bit over the top?I'm going for a fanatic concept.Ah, yes. Just don't get caught.Thump. Thump.Indeed, the Inquisitors appeared. They walked down the corridor, their weapons and torture tools clanking in their hands.A deathly silence fell over the train.There will be a brief interrogation. We ask for your cooperation.Perhaps because it was a place where Priests and their families stayed. Their attitude was more polite compared to the Inquisitors Simon had seen in the market.Simon listened to the heresy interrogations in other cabins.It wasn't that difficult. Just some common-sense questions. Simon thought this level of difficulty was easy.Thump. Thump.And finally, the Inquisitors stopped where Lete and Simon were.We apologize for disturbing your rest.Senior Inquisitor Baccara bowed more politely than ever. His gaze was fixed on the uniform Lete was wearing. The other Inquisitors behind him also flinched when they saw Lete.You boarded at the last station. There will be a brief interrogation. Please forgive us for having to doubt your faith, but this is a procedure from above, so we would be very grateful for your cooperation.Lete nodded coolly.Yes, yes. Do as you please.Baccara asked a few simple questions, and Lete answered curtly, as if asking why he was even asking such things.Even when he twisted the questions, she answered the core of them without a moment's hesitation. The Inquisitors were impressed by her solid faith, befitting an Efnel student.The questions are sufficient. Finally, we will conduct a physical examination.Ah, seriously. How annoying.I apologize.Baccara looked to the side and nodded. A female Inquisitor walked over and spoke.Priestess, please move to the changing room.Lete gritted her teeth, uneasy about leaving Simon alone.No, do you really have to be so by-the-book about this?I apologize. Given the recent circumstances.......Please cooperate.No matter that she was an Efnel student, there was no way to stop an Inquisitor's interrogation conducted through official procedures.In the end, Lete, walking with the female Inquisitor, looked back at the remaining Simon with an anxious gaze. Simon nodded, indicating he was fine. Lete also nodded and headed to the changing room.Now, Priest, it's your turn. Priest, you will first.......Senior, just a moment.At that moment, a young Inquisitor pushed past Baccara and entered.As soon as he entered the cabin, he lifted his leg and slammed it down on the table with a bang!Long time no see.Simon's eyes widened.It was Metin, the Inquisitor he had encountered at the night market.You slipped away like an eel back then, didn't you? Not this time.Metin sniffed.Heh heh! This scent of Jet Black. You're dead. I'll expose your true identity right here!Metin!Baccara grabbed Metin's shoulder.Nothing has been revealed yet. Do not be rude by prematurely declaring the Priest a heretic.......Thwack.Metin brushed Baccara's arm away and stared at Simon's face with a murderous expression.You. Will die. Right here.It was then.Metin thought he had cornered the guy, but Simon was smiling faintly.Metin flinched involuntarily at that warm, composed smile, which showed not a speck of malice.It seems the Inquisitor is greatly mistaken.Simon clasped his hands together and manifested divine power.A pleasant, subtle divine aura spread, filling the cabin, and the other Inquisitors let out small exclamations of admiration, smiling.Such pure divine power is rare.My heart feels cleansed.Metin's expression twisted beautifully.Go on, ask anything you want.Simon smiled.He didn't know how he had sensed it, whether by smell or something else.But this time, he had picked the wrong opponent.
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