Summoning Genius of Kizen Chapter 160 Simon had always known that Anna had a chronic illness. Ever since Simon was young, she would suffer from an unknown illness for a few days each year. Then, after a few days, she would recover as if nothing had happened. But Anna, lying in bed with a haggard appearance now, seemed to be in worse condition than Simon had ever seen her. Perhaps due to some measures Richard had taken, a magic circle made of mana was spread beneath the bed where Anna lay. "Follow me, Simon." While she slept, Richard and Simon went outside. The two climbed a low hill not far from their house. "Father, what happened to Mother?" After walking a few steps, Simon couldn't hold back and asked. Richard replied in a calm tone. "It's her usual chronic illness. However, a slight problem has arisen." The medicine to alleviate Anna's illness could only be made in the Divine Federation. But recently, due to the Neptis incident, Efnel had issued the highest level of alert across the entire Divine Federation. All routes leading out of the Federation were controlled. "The broker who used to provide the medicine once a year contacted me, saying it would be difficult this year." Simon's expression was blank. He never imagined that what happened in Kizen would affect Reshill, so far away, and his parents. "Don't worry too much. Measures have already been taken." "Measures?" Richard looked up at the sky and continued. "I've managed to contact an acquaintance of your mother's. That person has obtained the medicine and will come directly to Reshill to deliver it. They should arrive by the end of this week at the latest." "Ah…!" Simon's face brightened. "Th-that's a relief! They're truly a grateful person!" "Indeed. So, there's something I'd like to ask of you." Richard met Simon's eyes and continued. "You should go and meet them. The current situation is quite unsettling, and as someone from Efnel, they might feel their safety is threatened. I'd like you to take on their escort." Simon nodded vigorously. "Yes! Leave it to me." The medicine would arrive this week. Anna would be fine. After hearing the full story, the heavy atmosphere between father and son lightened a little. Richard asked about life at Kizen, and Simon, as if he had been waiting, poured out his stories. His friends he met at Kizen, the professors, classes and performance evaluations, and all the Necromancer techniques he had learned. As he spoke, Simon felt it himself once again. His time at Kizen was truly precious and happy. Richard, listening to his stories, also wore a faint smile. "It's still the same there, isn't it?" Richard's voice, as he said that, carried a deep lingering emotion. "Are you dating any female students?" "……!" Simon was flustered by the sudden, surprise question, and his face flushed. "Uh, no, I'm not." "I see." Richard patted Simon's head, as if proud. "Now is the most important time in your life, as you shape your future. Healthy relationships are good, but youthful passion is simply difficult to control. Be especially careful when meeting friends of the opposite sex in the future." "……" Simon stared intently into Richard's eyes. Richard was surprised by the subtly rebellious look in his gaze. Had Simon ever looked at him like that before? "Why are you looking at me like that?" "It's nothing." Simon pouted and turned his head away. Richard was flustered. His usually obedient and good son was being rebellious?! Indeed, it seemed inevitable that spending time with peers at school would lead to the unique rebellious psychology of adolescence. '……No, does Father not remember what he himself did?' Meanwhile, Simon had already heard about Richard's school life from Neptis and Pier. He thought it was a bit too much for Richard to warn him about dating, considering he had led such a notoriously promiscuous life. The son's first rebellion and the father's forgotten past. The thoughts of the two men crossed in different directions. * * * On the way down the hill after talking about Kizen. Simon steeled himself. 'I have to say it here.' There was no point in dragging out this father-son moment any longer. "Father." "What is it, Simon?" "There are two things I want to ask you." Seeing Simon stop and ask, Richard thought, 'Here it comes.' He, too, adopted a serious expression and nodded. "Speak." "First, what is the true nature of Mother's incurable illness? If the medicine can only be obtained from the Divine Federation, isn't it a Priest-related illness?" For Simon, as her son, Richard and Anna's past was shrouded in mist. Asking about their past was forbidden, like an unwritten rule, and Richard had only said that knowing the truth could put Simon in danger too. But now the situation had changed. Simon had become a Legion Commander, inheriting Richard's Legion, and was directly involved. He wanted to know what their past was like, and what the true nature of his mother's illness was, which had always been vaguely referred to as a 'chronic illness.' "Yes, it's about time you knew." Richard raised his head. "Your mother's true identity is a former one of Efnel's Seven Holy Maidens. In the Divine Federation, she was called 'The Saint of Miracles'." Simon's mouth fell open. His mother was a Holy Maiden of Efnel, just like Flema! He had thought she might be an excellent Priest, but this was beyond his imagination. And Simon was the child born between a Legion Commander and a Holy Maiden. "And the illness Anna has is a new disease caused by the side effect of forcibly removing the 'Essence of the Saint' from her body." "Forcibly removing the Essence of the Saint…?" Simon had already heard about the Essence of the Saint from Neptis. -If a Saint dies, something called the 'Essence of the Saint' flows out and floats in the atmosphere! Soon, it will inhabit someone with high compatibility in the Divine Federation, and a new Saint will be born. The power that transforms a human into a demigod-like being, a Saint. Forcibly removing it must have been an enormous and difficult operation. Furthermore, Richard had also disbanded his Legion of his own will. Simon had thought their life in Reshill was simply peaceful and carefree, but in reality, the two had made enormous sacrifices for this everyday life. "There is currently no way to completely cure the disease. However, thanks to the medicine made in the Divine Federation, she can continue to live." "……" Simon nodded and then looked at Richard. "My second question is about you, Father." "Go on." "You were a Legion Commander, weren't you?" Richard's pupils trembled sharply. "……Did Lady Neptis tell you?" "Yes." "And Pier?" "He's been released from his seal and is doing well. Now I've even gathered Erzebet and Prince." Simon wondered what Richard's reaction would be. Would he be proud? Or would he scold him? But Richard showed no reaction either way. "I see." He only said that. Countless emotions could be felt in his voice. "It's good if you don't regret it." Richard didn't ask Simon anything more about the Legion. The two had arrived home before they knew it. * * * Next morning. Simon set off early and was running through the mountain range. 'It's been a really long time since I was here.' As the acting lord of Reshill, Simon often crossed these mountains to manage the various towns and villages in the territory. He had crossed the rugged Reshill mountain range thousands of times without a core. Now that he was a Necromancer, he could conquer the mountainous terrain much faster. Maintaining Internal Jet Black Operation and running by 'treading on Jet Black', the surrounding scenery flew by. As he ran, Simon recalled Richard's words. -The guest should already be nearby. However, the Galrae Forest Path is often frequented by monsters and its terrain is complex, so newcomers tend to get lost. You should go and guide them yourself. A guest from the Divine Federation. Simon felt a strong curiosity. At a time when the entire continent was unsettling, this person had personally brought the antidote to the Dark Alliance solely for Anna. Simon was also very grateful to someone who would risk their life for Anna. Thus, Simon arrived at the Galrae Forest Path. The gateway that one must pass through to enter Reshill. Simon sat on a tall, easily visible tree, hiding himself, and waited. *Nom.* He put a rice ball, clumsily made by Richard, into his mouth. He had to wait until the guest arrived, and he didn't know how many days he'd be there. Only a few merchant carriages passed by occasionally, and it was very quiet. Simon thought of the long wait and pulled out his vacation homework from his subspace. '……Ah!' While diligently doing his homework, he saw a traveler entering the Galrae Forest Path. A white robe pulled up over their head, a backpack slung over their back. Other than that, their appearance was almost identical to what Richard had described. Simon put his homework back into his subspace and leaped down from the tree. "Nice to meet you." Simon bowed politely. Perhaps startled by his sudden appearance, the traveler flinched and stopped. "Ah, I'm…" *Whoosh!* A gust of wind blew. The traveler's body vanished, then instantly appeared at Simon's side, delivering a kick. *Thud!* Simon barely managed to block it by raising his right arm. Their leg and arm met, trembling as if in a struggle of strength. Leaves scattered into the sky, and dust rose from the ground. Simon maintained a smiling face and said, "Wait a moment. I think there's been a misunderstanding." "You." A woman's voice came from within the robe. "You're a Necromancer, aren't you?"
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