Has Simone ever said such a weak thing? Geneon stared at her for a moment before turning his head away.
What she was doing was not a duty or a right. Besides, Simone was quite timid. Nevertheless, she acted without making a sound as if she was doing what she had to do.
Anasis's presence had grown so large that even Simone found it difficult to handle.
But what can you say to her when she's so scared?
I'll help you from the side? Don't worry, Abel and his friends are here? Will that help Simone?
Simone probably already knows that in the end, only she can defeat Anasis.
"Ha."
Geneon took a deep breath and offered her the rope he had been holding around his neck, which was of no use in offering her comfort.
“Take it.”
"What is it?"
Simone lifted the rope. It was dark and hard to see, but there was a round jewel at the end of the rope.
Geneon said.
“It’s the mana of death.”
As soon as Simone heard Geneon’s words, she instinctively grabbed the jewel in her hand. She felt mana quickly flowing through Simone’s hand, filling her empty energy.
"And..."
A faint smile appeared on Simone's lips. She finally felt like she was starting to live. It seemed that Geneon had guessed what kind of condition Simone would be in based on the stories he had heard before coming here.
The mana that had fallen to the floor began to overflow little by little and circulate within her body.
“Where did this come from?”
“Tsk tsk, how can you be so unprepared? Did you always think your mana would be infinite? It’s a good thing I’ve been saving up a little bit for times like this.”
Simone and Anasis have quite a few similarities. One of the most similarities is that they do not spare their own bodies for their goals. If they use their mana like that, they can unleash powerful attacks in one breath, but their stamina is quickly depleted and they eventually lose consciousness.
Geneon was gathering the mana of death little by little in the magic stone in preparation for this moment.
If Simone were to collapse, the cat's body would not be able to protect her.
“Oh my, I have to take care of a child at this age. It’s so pathetic.”
But, well, it's nothing new.
From the moment he thought about taking Simone as his disciple, Geneon expected that he would end up supporting this helpless person.
'I'll live. I'll hold on for the time being.'
Geneon said, reading Simone's inner thoughts.
“What did Anasis look like?”
“She looked like an ordinary schoolgirl. If I hadn’t felt that aura, I probably wouldn’t have thought she was Anasis.”
Hair color, eye color, age, appearance, and voice were all different. As I had read in previous books, Anasis really seemed to be able to change her appearance depending on her needs.
“How is that possible? Anasis is human after all.”
No matter how strong she is, does it make sense for a human to change her form and blend in with other people?
It's not human, it's like a God...
At Simone's words, Geneon closed his eyes. His eyelids fluttered and then slowly opened.
“That person is human. However, it may be difficult to define her as human now.”
Although she is human, it is difficult to define her as human. Simone, who did not understand Geneon's meaning, waited silently for him to continue speaking.
“That person is someone who has given up on being human.”
“...”
Simone could also see that when Geneon spoke of giving up being human, he did not simply mean that Anasks had deviated from morality.
Geneon opened his mouth again as he watched Simone's expression gradually harden.
“Anasis abandoned her body.”
"It's such a shame that the power granted by the Gods disappears with death. Do you think so too, Master? My power should be protected as long as possible."
Geneon remembered what Anasis had said with sparkling eyes one day.
She was the one who knew all too well how powerful, rare, and special her power was and how much of an impact it could have on the world.
That's why she didn't bother to suppress her heart's desires. She could usually achieve what she wanted through her own strength without having to suppress them.
This power brought Anasis power, fame, and wealth. When even the Emperor began to rely on her power, Anasis began to walk the path of depravity.
If I had more power, if I could rise higher, if I could live longer, wouldn't I be able to take more than I have?
“After that, she started behaving in a way that even I couldn’t understand.”
Geneon had raised Anasis since she was very young, but he could not understand what Anasis had done after she turned him into a cat and disappeared.
Anasis, who desired the highest power and honor, had become a traitor to the world. She abandoned her body and killed people as she wished, becoming stronger and increasing her followers.
At that time, Geneon just felt regretful, resentful, and frustrated, but now that he thinks about it...
Maybe she wanted to become a God.
“Then Anasis...”
Jijik-
It was the moment when Simone was about to open her mouth with a hardened face.
Simone and Geneon both raised their heads at the sudden noise.
Ah...life...This... come...death...
A strange voice began to echo through the hallway of the broadcasting station.
“It has begun.”
Simone sat up.
The words were repeated over and over again, making it difficult to understand due to the slurred pronunciation and hoarse voice.
Simone concentrated on the voice, trying to understand its meaning.
Ah... Demi... Life... Alert... Broadcast... Come... Kill...
Ah... Mi... Lives... Notice... Broadcast room... Oh... I’ll give you...
Simone, who had been listening to the voice for a long time, opened her eyes wide the moment she understood its meaning and started running to the broadcasting room.
“Simone! Why are you suddenly like this?”
“Jayce is in front of the broadcasting room!”
“What do you mean? That kid isn’t the kind of kid who would be afraid of being alone-”
“That’s not it!”
Simone hugged Geneon as if she was feeling suffocated.
“A voice coming from the broadcasting station. Can’t you understand what it’s saying?”
Simone gritted her teeth. The voice on the broadcasting station. What it said.
Notice to the Academy students: Come to the broadcasting room. I will kill you.
It was polite words, but also extremely malicious words. And now Jace is in the broadcast room.
Even though Louis might be able to respond appropriately, Jace still didn't know how to defend himself against an attacking ghost.
The two people arrived at the broadcasting room. The shadows of the two people were visible in front of the dark broadcasting room.
The silhouettes of two male students standing stiffly. If there's anything odd about it, it's that one of them is hanging in midair with the other's hands strangling him.
Simone raised a mana in her hand. The magic stone that Geneon had brought was definitely effective, and the flowing mana was more than enough to attack.
“Jace!”
The moment Simone, running at full speed, naturally attacks the person strangling him.
“Simone?”
Simone's hand stopped.
"...Uh."
Huh.
Jace, who had discovered Simone, looked at her condition with his rabbit-like eyes and spoke with concern.
“Why did you come running so quickly...? Simone, you’re not feeling well. It must have been hard for you to run.”
While strangling the ghost's neck with his sinewy hand. And the ghost's neck with a kitchen knife in one hand.
“...”
He bet Simone has never looked so bewildered.
“Ah, no....”
You were hiding this power behind that rabbit-like face? No, you were hiding it... Me...? I had no intention of hiding it, was I just being overprotective? More than that...
“Can you touch a ghost?”
An ordinary person can't subdue a ghost by force unless they have a great deal of resentment.
If the ghost was capable of that, it would already be so strong that ordinary people would be unable to do anything to it, so this situation doesn't make sense.
Jace said nonchalantly, with a puzzled expression on his face.
“Oh, yes. This kind of thing..."
"Tsk!"
Geneon clicked his tongue and nudged Simone's leg.
“I told you, that child also possesses extraordinary powers. Don’t think of him as someone who simply gathers ghosts.”
“...”
“If he had only possessed such a minor ability, he would not have become a target of Anasis’ followers in the first place.”
When Geneon says follower of Anasis, he's probably referring to that black sorcerer.
By the way, Simone remember El saying before that there was a possibility that Jace was an undiscovered saint who made a contract with God.
As Simone closed her mouth in bewilderment and began to walk towards Jace, a scream was heard from not far away.
“Ugh! What is that, what is that!”
The pale-complexioned Director Sennus and Louis were approaching.
What she was doing was not a duty or a right. Besides, Simone was quite timid. Nevertheless, she acted without making a sound as if she was doing what she had to do.
Anasis's presence had grown so large that even Simone found it difficult to handle.
But what can you say to her when she's so scared?
I'll help you from the side? Don't worry, Abel and his friends are here? Will that help Simone?
Simone probably already knows that in the end, only she can defeat Anasis.
"Ha."
Geneon took a deep breath and offered her the rope he had been holding around his neck, which was of no use in offering her comfort.
“Take it.”
"What is it?"
Simone lifted the rope. It was dark and hard to see, but there was a round jewel at the end of the rope.
Geneon said.
“It’s the mana of death.”
As soon as Simone heard Geneon’s words, she instinctively grabbed the jewel in her hand. She felt mana quickly flowing through Simone’s hand, filling her empty energy.
"And..."
A faint smile appeared on Simone's lips. She finally felt like she was starting to live. It seemed that Geneon had guessed what kind of condition Simone would be in based on the stories he had heard before coming here.
The mana that had fallen to the floor began to overflow little by little and circulate within her body.
“Where did this come from?”
“Tsk tsk, how can you be so unprepared? Did you always think your mana would be infinite? It’s a good thing I’ve been saving up a little bit for times like this.”
Simone and Anasis have quite a few similarities. One of the most similarities is that they do not spare their own bodies for their goals. If they use their mana like that, they can unleash powerful attacks in one breath, but their stamina is quickly depleted and they eventually lose consciousness.
Geneon was gathering the mana of death little by little in the magic stone in preparation for this moment.
If Simone were to collapse, the cat's body would not be able to protect her.
“Oh my, I have to take care of a child at this age. It’s so pathetic.”
But, well, it's nothing new.
From the moment he thought about taking Simone as his disciple, Geneon expected that he would end up supporting this helpless person.
'I'll live. I'll hold on for the time being.'
Geneon said, reading Simone's inner thoughts.
“What did Anasis look like?”
“She looked like an ordinary schoolgirl. If I hadn’t felt that aura, I probably wouldn’t have thought she was Anasis.”
Hair color, eye color, age, appearance, and voice were all different. As I had read in previous books, Anasis really seemed to be able to change her appearance depending on her needs.
“How is that possible? Anasis is human after all.”
No matter how strong she is, does it make sense for a human to change her form and blend in with other people?
It's not human, it's like a God...
At Simone's words, Geneon closed his eyes. His eyelids fluttered and then slowly opened.
“That person is human. However, it may be difficult to define her as human now.”
Although she is human, it is difficult to define her as human. Simone, who did not understand Geneon's meaning, waited silently for him to continue speaking.
“That person is someone who has given up on being human.”
“...”
Simone could also see that when Geneon spoke of giving up being human, he did not simply mean that Anasks had deviated from morality.
Geneon opened his mouth again as he watched Simone's expression gradually harden.
“Anasis abandoned her body.”
"It's such a shame that the power granted by the Gods disappears with death. Do you think so too, Master? My power should be protected as long as possible."
Geneon remembered what Anasis had said with sparkling eyes one day.
She was the one who knew all too well how powerful, rare, and special her power was and how much of an impact it could have on the world.
That's why she didn't bother to suppress her heart's desires. She could usually achieve what she wanted through her own strength without having to suppress them.
This power brought Anasis power, fame, and wealth. When even the Emperor began to rely on her power, Anasis began to walk the path of depravity.
If I had more power, if I could rise higher, if I could live longer, wouldn't I be able to take more than I have?
“After that, she started behaving in a way that even I couldn’t understand.”
Geneon had raised Anasis since she was very young, but he could not understand what Anasis had done after she turned him into a cat and disappeared.
Anasis, who desired the highest power and honor, had become a traitor to the world. She abandoned her body and killed people as she wished, becoming stronger and increasing her followers.
At that time, Geneon just felt regretful, resentful, and frustrated, but now that he thinks about it...
Maybe she wanted to become a God.
“Then Anasis...”
Jijik-
It was the moment when Simone was about to open her mouth with a hardened face.
Simone and Geneon both raised their heads at the sudden noise.
Ah...life...This... come...death...
A strange voice began to echo through the hallway of the broadcasting station.
“It has begun.”
Simone sat up.
The words were repeated over and over again, making it difficult to understand due to the slurred pronunciation and hoarse voice.
Simone concentrated on the voice, trying to understand its meaning.
Ah... Demi... Life... Alert... Broadcast... Come... Kill...
Ah... Mi... Lives... Notice... Broadcast room... Oh... I’ll give you...
Simone, who had been listening to the voice for a long time, opened her eyes wide the moment she understood its meaning and started running to the broadcasting room.
“Simone! Why are you suddenly like this?”
“Jayce is in front of the broadcasting room!”
“What do you mean? That kid isn’t the kind of kid who would be afraid of being alone-”
“That’s not it!”
Simone hugged Geneon as if she was feeling suffocated.
“A voice coming from the broadcasting station. Can’t you understand what it’s saying?”
Simone gritted her teeth. The voice on the broadcasting station. What it said.
Notice to the Academy students: Come to the broadcasting room. I will kill you.
It was polite words, but also extremely malicious words. And now Jace is in the broadcast room.
Even though Louis might be able to respond appropriately, Jace still didn't know how to defend himself against an attacking ghost.
The two people arrived at the broadcasting room. The shadows of the two people were visible in front of the dark broadcasting room.
The silhouettes of two male students standing stiffly. If there's anything odd about it, it's that one of them is hanging in midair with the other's hands strangling him.
Simone raised a mana in her hand. The magic stone that Geneon had brought was definitely effective, and the flowing mana was more than enough to attack.
“Jace!”
The moment Simone, running at full speed, naturally attacks the person strangling him.
“Simone?”
Simone's hand stopped.
"...Uh."
Huh.
Jace, who had discovered Simone, looked at her condition with his rabbit-like eyes and spoke with concern.
“Why did you come running so quickly...? Simone, you’re not feeling well. It must have been hard for you to run.”
While strangling the ghost's neck with his sinewy hand. And the ghost's neck with a kitchen knife in one hand.
“...”
He bet Simone has never looked so bewildered.
“Ah, no....”
You were hiding this power behind that rabbit-like face? No, you were hiding it... Me...? I had no intention of hiding it, was I just being overprotective? More than that...
“Can you touch a ghost?”
An ordinary person can't subdue a ghost by force unless they have a great deal of resentment.
If the ghost was capable of that, it would already be so strong that ordinary people would be unable to do anything to it, so this situation doesn't make sense.
Jace said nonchalantly, with a puzzled expression on his face.
“Oh, yes. This kind of thing..."
"Tsk!"
Geneon clicked his tongue and nudged Simone's leg.
“I told you, that child also possesses extraordinary powers. Don’t think of him as someone who simply gathers ghosts.”
“...”
“If he had only possessed such a minor ability, he would not have become a target of Anasis’ followers in the first place.”
When Geneon says follower of Anasis, he's probably referring to that black sorcerer.
By the way, Simone remember El saying before that there was a possibility that Jace was an undiscovered saint who made a contract with God.
As Simone closed her mouth in bewilderment and began to walk towards Jace, a scream was heard from not far away.
“Ugh! What is that, what is that!”
The pale-complexioned Director Sennus and Louis were approaching.
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