Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 378
In front of Simon, who received an ‘A+’ in the final performance evaluation of Matoo Science, the next performance evaluation was waiting.
The subject is Professor Byeol-ya’s Blind Reading.
And the name of the final performance evaluation of Toxic Toxicology was “Overall evaluation of the seven-black poison system and resistance system”.
“Isn’t it actually the first time?”
outdoor training ground.
“You and I are fighting.”
Simon’s opponent was d!ck.
d!ck was massaging his biceps with his arms outstretched.
“Yes.”
Simon put his hand on his hip and smiled.
The final performance evaluation of this blind self-learning has the form of an interpersonal competition, but in fact it is closer to an absolute evaluation rather than a relative evaluation.
The rules are simple. Infect each other with jet-black poison system, and at the same time raise a resistance system, and the one who is freed from the poison first wins.
Of course, the scoring is based on the detailed figures of the pitch black poison system and the resistance system, regardless of victory or defeat.
“No matter how much roommates, they won’t look after you!”
said d!ck as he completed the magic circle.
“That’s what I’m going to say.”
Simon also spread the magic circle in the palm of his hand and took a stance. Byeol-ya, who happened to see the preceding team, was walking towards the two.
“Oguogu, is it our cutie’s turn?”
Byeol-ya, revealing the jagged shark teeth, stroked Simon’s head.
Seeing this, d!ck quickly pointed out.
“Ah, wait a minute! Isn’t that kind of favoritism in the face of a duel! I object!”
“Ah-Dige is acting tight! A professor can pet a student. Are you dissatisfied? Huh?”
“If you want to do it, let me do it too!”
It was d!ck who said that and confidently pointed at the top of his head.
“Go away. Take it out.”
“Wow, that’s discrimination! Against discrimination!”
As if d!ck’s anger was funny, Byeol-ya giggled.
Belatedly, the senior assistant with the evaluation sheet in his heart came running.
“Professor! What else did you do?”
Byeol-ya quickly made another noise.
“Hmmmm, I didn’t do anything.”
“Students are sensitive when grades are at stake, so I tell them several times to be serious!”
The head assistant babbled chatteringly, and Byeol-ya pouted her lips and tore her ears.
Simon looked at it with satisfaction.
Even during Claudia’s ‘boycott incident’, the senior assistant who couldn’t even look into the eyes of the night seemed to have quite a podium at the end of the semester. Of course, it seems that the two of them have gotten closer.
“Then prepare.”
Although Byeol-ya spoke in a disapproving manner, his voice had the charisma of Professor Kisen.
Simon and d!ck put their hands together in front of their chests.
“Come on, come on, let’s go!”
Byeolya snapped her fingers as a signal to start.
<Poison Whip>
<Poison Whip>
The two boys simultaneously cast poison whips and swung them at each other. Simon’s venom whip was green, d!ck’s was dark brown.
Whoops!
As soon as the two were hit by the venomous whip and infected with the poison, they sat cross-legged on the floor and raised the pitch black.
‘Concentration……!’
Simon’s venom whip was mediocre, but he was confident in his ‘immune system’.
He invoked black magic to convert the blood in the infected area into blood poison, and began to analyze the harmful substances that had entered the body.
‘uh.’
Simon’s eyebrows twitched as he tried to reach for the herbs in the detox kit next to him.
‘The combination is tricky.’
Analysis is difficult because the protein particles are entangled. When poison enters the body, one must determine the direction of detoxification by looking at the deterioration of the blood poison, but there is confusion as to which reaction it is.
‘It’s amazing.’
d!ck’s self-education was more substantial than it seemed.
While Simon was chewing herbs and analyzing the poison, d!ck was also struggling to detoxify. He didn’t forget to open his eyes and check Simon’s condition.
‘Your complexion is already comfortable. Is he a real alien?’
d!ck’s immune system itself wasn’t that great, but it was fortunate that Simon’s pitch black poison system was as simple as a textbook.
The two boys groaned and deciphered the poison.
Remembrance!
d!ck raised his hand first. The head assistant looked at the timer and checked the time.
“Yes, student d!ck Hayward, 6 minutes 28 seconds.”
“Win!”
d!ck cheered and hurrahed. Then Simon raised his arm.
“Simon Pollentia, 6 minutes and 30 seconds.”
Simon let out a sad smile. d!ck wiggled his index finger as if he was still far away.
“Analysis.”
While the two boys were deciphering, the other assistants were analyzing the poison that had fallen on the floor. Byeol-ya said after collecting the results.
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“Simon’s resistance system is undoubtedly the best in the first year. However, the pitch-dark poison system is mediocre. Although the score has decreased a lot on this side, it is still a B+. Good job.”
“thank you!”
A B+ is a top grade overall. Simon was satisfied and thanked him.
“And, on the contrary, the black blind poison system is the highest level, but the resistance sense is relatively low.”
“I-I’m not that good!”
d!ck was hot.
“Nevertheless, the one who twists the ingredients so that they cannot be detoxified is definitely amazing. You are A.”
“Ohhh!”
It was the first ‘A’ in d!ck’s performance evaluation.
Excluding students who specialize in self-education like Claudia, the overwhelming highest score.
d!ck hunched over.
“Professor I’m sorry! Starting today, I’m an aspiring self-study!”
“Bastard, you’re skinny!”
Byeolya laughed cheerfully and kicked d!ck in the shin. d!ck is evil! evil! It made noise and grabbed his feet and ran around, but his expression looked good.
“Congratulations d!ck.”
Simon also sent congratulations.
While Byeolnight and the teaching assistants went to see the next students, d!ck said abruptly.
“Hey, do I really want to major in self-education?”
“… Now that your freshman year is over, haven’t you decided on a major yet?”
“It’s like the sadness of all masters.”
d!ck put his fingertips on his forehead, shook his head, then reached out to Simon.
“Anyway, the final performance test for summoning in the afternoon? Look forward to it. I’ll beat you in your desired subject!”
Simon just laughed.
* * *
three hours later.
“d!ck Hayward.”
Summoning professor Aaron held up a copy of d!ck’s thesis, hardening his impression.
“It was an amazing announcement.”
Now, the final performance evaluation of Summoning.
It was time for the A-class thesis presentation on 「Magical Undead Creation and Thesis」.
d!ck stood stiffly on the podium, a strained expression on his face, and in front of him stood a crow in a cage.
However, Aaron’s expression was not good.
“Training the undead ‘Wraith Crow’ to replace the existing pre-Western system…”
“Yes, of course! Isn’t it crazy!”
d!ck put his thumbs up and made a fuss, but the moment he met Aaron’s eyes, he hurriedly returned to his ready position.
“Try it.”
“yes?”
Aaron threw a wad of paper lying roughly nearby at d!ck.
“Now, even to the end of the classroom, prove that the Wraith Crow can play the role of a telegraph.”
“Ah, ah! That’s the basics!”
d!ck opened the cage and pulled out the Wraith Crow. Although they are undead, their appearance is similar to that of a crow.
d!ck made eye contact with the crow for a moment to see if he could access his thoughts, and then ran to the end of the classroom.
“Yes! Then let’s begin!”
d!ck’s voice echoed in the distance.
“Take that wad of paper and come over here!”
d!ck’s order fell.
but.
-…….
The Wraith Crow did not respond. They scratched their fur with their beaks or ran across the classroom floor.
“Come! Come here!”
The classroom quickly became a sea of laughter. In particular, when the specter crow lifted its leg and poured foreign substances onto the paper roll, the students grabbed their stomachs and turned over.
“Stop. Come back.”
In the end, Aaron, who was worse than he was, stopped it. d!ck returned to the podium with his head bowed.
“What if I, the author of the paper, can’t control the Wraith Crow?”
“I’m sorry.”
“There are more problems.”
Aaron, as a professor of Summoning Studies, pointed out the problems of the thesis bluntly.
The ransom of each necromancer is quite high, but what kind of necromancer will take care of and fly crows in the crow house with a low salary? It is pointed out that if the connection to thought is lost due to the distance of delivery, you have to rely on the crow’s homecoming instinct, but that biological instinct is blurred when you become undead. And from the absolute coordinate formula to be drawn on the summoning magic circle to the story that it was wrong.
“E-.”
Aaron said coldly.
“This is the highest score I can give you. The reason it’s not an F is because I bought that imagination high. Ideal.”
d!ck trudged back to his seat, looking limp. A few kind-hearted students clapped for small encouragement.
“Pu-huh. Fu-huh.”
When I returned to my seat, Maylin covered her mouth and desperately held back a laugh.
“Wraith Crow Codex… Fughh! Isn’t it crazy… Fughh!”
“Stop killing me.”
said d!ck, unable to bear his shame.
Simon, sitting next to him, patted d!ck on the shoulder without saying a word, then lowered his head. Likewise, I was holding back a laugh.
“…Heh, do your best, d!ck.”
Kamibarez tried to comfort her by putting her hands together. d!ck pretended to wipe away his tears, saying that Kami was the only one.
“No, but.”
It was a topic that would be beaten for the next week, so d!ck quickly turned the conversation around.
“Why are there so many people?”
It wasn’t even a formal thesis presentation, but not only the A class students, but also the seniors of the 2nd and 3rd years. Even adults were seen. Assistants sent by the professor and even researchers from the Keygen headquarters were occupying the seats.
“Why would there be many?”
Meirin giggled and looked at Simon.
“Next, Simon Pollentia. Onwards.”
At Aaron’s words, the people started to murmur.
In fact, most of the people gathered here were waiting for the announcement of Simon’s ‘Hersheba’, except for the A class students who were in charge of the presentation.
“Do well!”
“Simon! Fighting!”
Received support from the members of the group, Simon walked with presentation materials and thesis on his arm. He politely handed over a copy of the thesis to Aaron and looked towards the crowd.
“Hello. I’m Simon Pollentia from class A.”
clap clap clap clap!!
There was a lot of excited applause. The heat was already seething.
“Then let’s begin.”
When Simon opened the subspace, Hersheba popped out.
Hugs, buzzes, buzzes!
Immediately, order was disrupted. People from all over the place rose from their seats and tried to see Hersheba with their own eyes.
“Hey, let’s sit down!”
“Are you the only eye?”
Even decent adults rose from their seats excitedly.
[Little boy, what is this? I feel like a zoo animal.]
‘Be patient.’
thud!
Then the murmur subsided.
Aaron hit the blackboard.
“I begged so much that I sent them in as class observers, but if our students are harmed one more time, I will kick them all out.”
The crowd became unbelievably quiet at that word.
Simon lightly bowed his head toward Aaron in gratitude and looked ahead.
“I’ll start.”
Summoning A+.
As an aspiring student, it was a grade he wanted to get unconditionally, so Simon took up the chalk with serious eyes.
