“A mark that only you can recognize? What is it?”
Kazan asked with curious eyes.
“Actually, that’s it.”
Simon’s story drifted into the past.
While fighting the Priest in the Forbidden Forest, he picked up a stone on the floor, cast ‘Emperor Darkness’ on it, and then threw it.
– Reach! Show your face!
I remember throwing it with a really desperate heart at that time.
As if he hadn’t thought that Simon would fight back, Priest bent his head a little later. The attack slightly tore the hem of the hood on the right side.
“blood.”
At that time, I confirmed that the hem of the priest’s hood was stained with red blood.
“A priest will have scratches on his cheeks.”
Of course, the potion would have healed the wound, but Simon thought that if the wound was deep, there might be a faint scar left.
Kazan crossed his arms and was troubled. Among the figures on the line of the dragon, he seemed to be thinking of the faces of people with scars on their cheeks.
And the result.
“It’s ambiguous.”
Kazan shook his head.
“It could just be that there are no scars left, and there are many ways to hide them. Above all, it is impossible to determine the culprit based on a single scar.”
“……Yes, it is.”
Simon had already checked several people, but no one seemed suspicious.
Then Kazan opened the subspace and took out a small pair of glasses.
“I’ll give you this in case you don’t know.”
“What’s this?”
“It’s something I’ve been carrying ever since I fell for the Priest’s trap.”
Simon got the glasses right away and tried them on. I don’t think there is a degree, but my vision has turned hazy.
“If you wear it, you can see your real face beyond your biopic. If you used a biopic to cover up scars, it’ll show through.”
“Oh, that’s nice.”
The chance of spotting the Priest with this was low, but it still seemed better than not having it.
Simon held the glasses carefully in his bosom.
* * *
Once again, Keygen’s busy days began.
From preparing for the performance evaluation to preparing for the duel evaluation to preparing for the final exam that will be in a few months.
“Ah! That’s great.”
Bahil, a professor of curse studies, gave a round of applause.
He brought Simon to the pulpit and had him write the curse equation on the blackboard. And he was explaining to the students how perfect, creative, and original this curse equation written by Simon was.
“Student Simon. What is the reason for excluding vibration formulas from Thickness?”
“Oh that.”
Simon scratched the side of his head.
Should I look around or be honest? Simon, who was worried, soon decided to speak frankly.
“I didn’t know the vibration formula well, so I changed it to the form of adding the imbalance formula.”
Small laughter could be heard from everywhere.
“Except number 1 doesn’t even know the vibration formula.”
“I’m only good at summoning, because I don’t have basic skills.”
As if they had been waiting, Hector’s factions spoke one word at a time. Right then.
“It’s original! It’s great!”
Bahil turned up the heat.
“Because I didn’t study in advance! Because I had a white drawing paper that was not stained with formulas and formulas! This is how original ideas can come out!”
bang bang!
Bahil pounded on the blackboard and poured out explanations with an excited face.
“Curse motion sickness, of course, has to be a vibration formula! Thinking like this itself is a stereotype! It also causes motion sickness! This is the type of motion sickness you get from riding a fast-moving carriage on the pavement, and the motion sickness you get from staring at a mana screen for too long!”
Bahil went on to explain the visual motion sickness effect achieved by the unbalanced formula of the Thickness Curse.
“Very good. This is how the curse equation unfolds! Now, applause!”
Applause was heard everywhere. Simon bowed his head in excruciating praise.
Bahil put a hand on his shoulder.
“Simon student’s idea is really good. But the curse is a fast casting speed, so let’s start slow with the vibration formula.”
“Oh, yes!”
‘After all, it’s right to go to Vibration!’
Cursed wannabes protested inwardly, but couldn’t bring it out.
Barhil affectionately patted Simon on the back as he returned to his seat.
‘Honey is dripping from your eyes. professor.’
Head Assistant Cheheckle, standing under the podium, sighed.
Professor Kisen’s one-sided love for his student. It was a rare sight.
‘Still, the fun of watching the world’s Bahil frantically twist her body… is special.’
But at times like this, you can’t be careless. Bahil is a person who doesn’t know when and how to make a sudden jump.
In fact, at this point, it wouldn’t be strange to put a curse on Simon’s body and make him a puppet disciple, but I didn’t do that because I was concerned that Simon’s genius might be damaged.
“Chehekle.”
Bahil’s voice startled her and turned her head.
“Ah, yes. Professor.”
“Leave the remaining time for the teaching assistant to practice.”
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What’s up? In class A, I always did the practice guidance myself.
Cheheckle lowered his head even as he pondered such a question.
“All right.”
Bahil took a stride and left, and Cheheckle came up to the podium.
“I’ll take a 15-minute break and start practicing. The assistants will assemble in front of me.”
* * *
Cheheckle, who practiced the students and finished the class safely, came to Bahil’s lab. She knocked lightly with the back of her hand.
“Professor, this is Cheheckle.”
“…….”
There was no word to come in, but Chehekl opened the door and entered the lab as if he was used to it.
And I was surprised. On the large blackboard that occupies the entire wall at the back of the lab, Barhill was writing mathematical formulas with his chalk frantically moving.
‘This human has been activated for the first time in a while.’
Cheheckle waited with his hands folded in silence.
Another hour passed like that, and Bahil, who had filled the blackboard with mathematical formulas, looked back at her, wiping sweat from his brow.
“When did you come, Cheheckle?”
“An hour ago.”
“What about classes?”
“Well done. Rather, what is that formula?”
Bahil grinned and banged the blackboard once.
“I heard that the kingdom of Dresden is in trouble recently due to wild harpy attacks. It is a curse applied to flying monsters.”
Her eyes widened.
“It’s a new version of ‘Remake Thickness’.”
“That’s right! Air type monsters tend to not work well with stiffness, including vibration modifiers, unexpectedly. It’s just a curse made to deal with humans without considering the harpy’s sense of balance. So, using intersectional sickness I have created a new curse!”
Bahil’s fingers danced as he explained.
“The discrepancy between visual information and balance information! Using this formula, Harpies will feel as if they are being bent downward when they are flying in front of them. , you will soon fall to the ground with severe motion sickness.”
“…….”
He’s a real geek and a pervert, but his ability is real. As a scholar of curses, Cheheckle was genuinely impressed.
“Wait, then, wasn’t it a mouthful to praise student Simon earlier?”
“Haha! After working with me for years, you still don’t know me? Cheheckle.”
Bahil sat down on the armrest of the sofa and raised both hands.
“My compliments to him are 100% sincere!”
“…….”
“It’s just that the way of thinking about formulas is different from that of ordinary students! Somewhere, the way of thinking is slightly twisted! Listening to his answers, even I get a lot of inspiration!”
Bahil snorted and continued.
“In Professor Jane’s test on the first day of Beginner Black Magic, the case of deriving 1,200,146 without using the ancient rune of Ebon Mechanics, the Instance Skeleton Formula of Summoning Science, and the Exorcism of Cursed Science without using Theron’s formula wasn’t it an issue for the professors too? That’s it! “
Percussion! Percussion!
Barhill rhythmically struck the armrest with his fingertips.
“His creativity in dealing with formulas reminds me of a spring that never knows where to go! If the reason his parents didn’t let him study in advance was to give Simon’s creativity the moment his genius explodes… Alas! I will go beyond admiring and even feel fear for their thoughts and perseverance!”
“Yes, yes, I understand what the professor is saying.”
He was ready to bow in the direction of Simon’s parents. Cheheckle said as he lifted up the papers.
“So, what is the name of this remake, Thickness?”
“hmm.”
After thinking for a while, Bahil said.
“Simon Kness…”
“I’m sorry.”
Bahil laughed and got up from his seat. Then he said with a smile on his face.
“Professor Shilaji is moving.”
“…….”
“Recently, they said that a blood study called SM-1 had tangible results.”
Simon hadn’t had any fun in hematology class.
Simon’s SM-1 blood is a new type that did not exist in the world. Since it was a completely different form of blood flow technology and had not yet been studied, Shilaji had no way to teach him.
So, Shilaji moved their disciples all over the continent to proceed with the research, and the results were about to be revealed.
“Silage takes about 15 days to complete SM-1’s curriculum for Simon.”
“It’s a crisis.”
Cheheckle said calmly.
“Yes. It’s a crisis! Professor Hongfeng’s counterattack is also scary!”
Bahil put a pod in his hand and spoke heavily.
“I heard that she started teaching ‘internal eruption’ in this matou class. What is the reason for the progress being made so quickly? Sure enough, only Simon Pollentia learned about differentiation in that class! That’s what I intend to do!”
Che Hackle narrowed his brows.
“Well. According to rumors I’ve heard, Simon turned down Professor Hong Feng’s offer to become a direct disciple.”
At those words, Bahil burst into laughter.
“Do you believe such obvious bluffing? Even if the rumors are true, Hongfeng is not a woman to give up that much. Everyone is fooled by her poor continental pronunciation and innocent expression, but she is very persistent and greedy.”
“In addition to the existing Summoning Science, Matusology and Hematology…”
The competition for each student is insane. Cheheckle sighed and looked up at him.
“But Professor Barhill? Didn’t you say that during the evaluation of Simon and Malcolm’s duel last time? There’s no need to be impatient, he’s a talent that will come into my hands anyway. I think there must be a reason for such a boast.”
“Of course. Cheheckle!”
Barhil went to the end of the board and pulled the string. Then, several layers of paper fell in clumps under the blackboard.
“I am making a curse only for ‘my Simon’.”
“……Uuk, that title is disgusting.”
“The new ‘Simon Pollentia Original’ I’m giving him!
If you think about it coldly, Simon is currently promoting summoning science. Even in the duel evaluation, he was given 10 exceptions.
In a way, it was only natural that such a Simon would not have much interest in the growth of other studies.
It was a wise decision as a student to focus on one’s own organs rather than increasing other means of attack.
“I’ve decided to understand him! Don’t you? It’s unnecessary trouble to use a curse to weaken an opponent who can be defeated by just standing still and swinging an Overlord!”
So Barhill turned.
Rather than emphasizing the combat aspect, a completely new curse was needed to catch his attention.
“When this research is complete, I bet Simon will be mine! But time is a matter of time.”
Bahil rubbed his chin.
“Shillaji establishes SM-1’s style first, or should I develop Simon’s original curse first?”
Cheheckle let out a laugh as if it were absurd.
“If student Simon knew about it, he would be very happy. Professor Kizen all over the world are trying to look good somehow by wearing them. Why the hell is everyone doing that?”
“Isn’t that obvious?”
Bahil shrugged.
“More than what we put in, the benefits we can get when he becomes a disciple are many times greater.”
The corners of Bahil’s mouth went up.
“No, it must be because it is several tens of times bigger.”
* * *
Simon’s 7th group came to the cafeteria together after finishing curse science class.
Today, the four people who put down the limited menu hamburger steak set were seated.
Kamibarez smiled brightly.
“Phew~ Today was close! There were only two people behind me!”
“I know.”
d!ck rested his chin on his fork in the fries.
“Kids’ information is getting faster and faster. It looks like a new community has been established that I don’t know about, so I need to investigate.”
“It’s crazy about something that’s not a big deal.”
Meilin snorted and cut the hamburger steak.
At the same time, she was the one who ate the limited menu the most.
“however.”
Simon looked around.
“Don’t you think the atmosphere is a bit disturbing?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
The students, as well as the teaching assistants who had come to eat, were buzzing with hard faces.
d!ck said, ‘Wait a minute’, got up and went to pick up the rumor.
“What’s going on?”
“Didn’t Ephnell explode something? A preemptive strike or something.”
“Stop, no way!”
At that time, d!ck ran to the crew, sweating profusely.
“d!ck! What’s up?”
“Haaaa, that’s definitely big news.”
said d!ck, shaking his head with a confused expression.
“Professor Lang of Maddoxology has passed away.”
