Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 699
that afternoon.
All regular classes have ended. Most of the students were on their way home, but the students who were dispatched outside this time for ‘special classes’ were an exception.
There were still supplementary classes left.
Kamibarez, who checked the timetable, was flapping his wings with a flushed face.
‘I’ll have to wait and go with Simon.’
Simon and Kamibarez had both taken Bahil’s General Curse Studies class, and were scheduled to take this supplemental class as well.
She is waiting for Simon to come in front of the curse department building.
“Student Kamibarez.”
Che Haekle, the senior assistant in curse studies, approached. Cami Varez lowered her head in surprise.
“Ah, hello! Head TA!”
“I’m going to be teaching supplementary classes. What are you doing here? Let’s go in together.”
“Yes? Oh, that’s it.”
Kamibarez glanced back. Seeing this, Cheheckle said.
“There is also something to be said about the multiple-choice answer of Kamibarez’s previous performance evaluation.”
“Ah, yes! In that case…”
Chehekl took Kamibarez to the lecture hall.
and.
Whoops!
While hiding at the back of the hallway, I saw another Cheheckle activating black magic. she was real
‘What am I doing now? I’m sorry, student Kamibarez.’
she let out a deep sigh.
As soon as I led Kamibarez into the classroom, Simon entered the Cursing Department building at just the right time. Cheheckle quickly stepped forward to greet them.
“Student Simon.”
“Ah, Assistant Professor Cheheckle!”
Simon came over to say hello.
“I heard that you returned safely from the special class. I’m glad.”
“Thank you. Didn’t Mr. Chehekl have any problems?”
“Thanks for your concern. Shall we go up together?”
“yes!”
Simon and Cheheckle went up the stairs while talking about this and that.
The two were acquainted with each other because of the Barhil case at the beginning of the semester, so they were comfortable with each other.
“uh?”
However, Cheheckle was going to a different place from the lecture room announced in the timetable. Simon realized that and asked.
“Isn’t the supplementary class classroom on the third floor?”
“Yes, it is.”
she let out a deep sigh.
“Actually, Professor Barhill says he will teach Simon himself.”
Simon blinked.
“Professor Barhill himself?”
* * *
after a while like that.
“???”
Simon, who entered the lecture room he was guided to, was looking around with a puzzled face.
‘What are you doing here?’
It was not a lecture hall, but a luxurious restaurant. It had a fancy interior design, a fragrant smell, and there were no musicians on the stage, and instruments floating in the air were playing classical music.
In this spacious place, where it would not be strange for high-ranking nobles to hold a banquet right now, Simon was sitting in front of a desk, taking out a textbook and a quill pen. There is even a blackboard in front of the classroom, whether you really want to use this nice place as a classroom.
“It’s water.”
An unidentified man dressed as a waiter came over and put a glass on Simon’s table and poured him water. Simon said thanks with his hardened face.
At that time, Simon was moistening his lips with a bewildered expression.
jerk jerk.
Finally, the professor of curse studies, Bahil Amagar, appeared.
He was dressed in a clean, high-end suit that suited the atmosphere of this place.
“Welcome to my classroom, Simon.”
Barhil smiled and stood in front of the blackboard.
Simon smiled awkwardly.
“…Professor Barhill. What is all this?”
“As you can see, it’s a supplementary class.”
No matter how I looked at it, it didn’t seem like a supplementary class, so I was asking.
Simon moistened his parched mouth with water. Even as soon as Simon took a sip of water, the waiter next to him came like a knife and muttered, ‘It’s water.’
“Then, let’s start class.”
Barhil beckoned and the waiter went out. He seemed in a very good mood today.
He dragged the blackboard on wheels and opened the textbook.
“Open your textbook to page 145.”
* * *
The class went more normally than expected.
“Tell me about the Lotos formula.”
This is what was taught in the North.
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Simon answered with his eyes shining brightly.
“It is a role that specifies the range of the magic circle and prevents corrosion on the outside of the magic circle.”
“Then the Pantera formula.”
“……Oh that.”
I couldn’t remember.
Simon covered his forehead in thought, then lowered his head.
“Sorry, I can’t remember.”
I think I’m going to get scolded.
It was also a problem that I skipped regular classes due to special classes, but the preparations I had been doing were not very good.
but.
“it’s okay.”
He was always strict with curses, but he was surprisingly smiling.
“For an educator, ‘memorization’ is just the simplest task. Your true value lies somewhere else. There is no reason for me to be angry if you fail to memorize a few things that anyone can do with effort.”
Why is Professor Lee so kind today?
While I was staring blankly at Bahil, he beckoned me and said,
“Still, it’s in the textbook for now, so I hope you memorize it all by next time.”
“Yes! Sorry!”
“More than that.”
“?”
Bahil put the covered textbook down on the desk and her eyes lit up.
“Looks like you’re worried about something.”
When Simon hesitated and opened his mouth, Bahil shook his head with an expression of ‘yes’.
“Come to think of it, I heard that a 3rd year Agel student came back this time, but what happened to the student council president?”
It’s as if he’s clearly penetrating this side’s heart.
Simon gulped and answered truthfully that they had decided to fight after the final exams.
“It’s not such a big worry.”
Bahil’s reaction was that it really didn’t matter. Whirling the chalk in his hand, he put a dot in the center of the blackboard and said,
“I can make you win.”
Simon’s eyes widened.
“……yes?”
“The strongest 3rd year Agel Bringer. You can make me win. That’s as simple as that.”
Simon was perplexed.
Does this person even know what he’s talking about?
“There are conditions instead.”
Bahil, who was looking at the blackboard, raised an eyebrow.
“Specialize in Cursology, Simon Pollentia.”
Simon’s expression froze.
“Gyo, Professor. Excuse me, but you’re talking about your previous criminal record-“
“I am.”
He turned his back completely and put his hands on the chalkboard and looked at Simon.
“As an educator, Simon Pollentia, I feel sorry for you. Oh, of course, I do not intend to insult the brilliant achievements you have achieved with summoning science. Aaron’s summoning science made Simon Pollentia the current student council president. It’s a firm fact.”
percussion.
widely.
He took a white chalk and a pink chalk and marked two dots under the blackboard. Then slowly lifted it up.
GEEIK-
“Obviously you’re moving forward. In fact, you’d have risen no matter what. You’d have risen even if you majored in stupid Matuna or low-level self-education. But if you look back at your achievements in the distant future.”
percussion.
widely.
Barhil removed the two pieces of chalk that were drawing on the blackboard.
“I’m sure there will be a difference.”
Two lines were drawn on the blackboard.
White straight up.
Pink was drawn with a slight tilt to the side.
“These two lines started at the same starting point and went up in the same amount of time. But the difference is obvious.”
Barhill drew a line through the end of the point where the pink line reached the end, so that it touches the white line.
So it was obvious that the whites were higher up.
“As time goes by, you will realize it painfully, but there is a crucial limit to summoning science. It is not a matter of oldness or trendiness of learning.
Bahil raised an eyebrow.
“The fact that you have to ‘rely’ on your summons.”
“!”
“The limit of a summoner is to have no choice but to depend on other entities. Even the performance of a summoner is determined to some extent once crafted. Dependence on the mind makes a necromancer weak. He is the one who changes everything.”
Bahil’s eyes flashed.
“How far do you think we can go as a study that studies how to use a toy called a summoned beast that has limitations from the moment it was already created?”
“Gee, calm down.”
Simon smiled and spread his palms.
Barhil’s point may not be entirely correct, but there may be some parts of it that are valid.
but.
‘I can’t even say I’m a corps commander.’
Bahil smiled and opened the textbook he put down again.
“This is not a decision to be made in haste, so think about it slowly. Let’s continue the class.”
* * *
Professor of curses, Bahil’s class was more colorful than ever.
It was no longer at the level of supplementary classes.
In particular, Bahil was adding various advice to Simon’s curse, ‘Sleep,’ in which he was most confident and interested.
“Come on. Head on.”
Barhil set a table, and Simon jumped in and slammed his palm on the table.
<Phantasus Original – Sleep>
I just slammed my palm on the table, but it passed through the table and slipped to the target.
“Excellent, next.”
The following was an applied version of Sleep.
Simon grabbed the slip and threw it into the air. The slips spread all over the place, putting slips on all of her targets.
“Wow!”
“If you add the degree formula, Chetini, you can create this phenomenon.”
Barhill clapped his hands and laughed.
“Pantera, the folding formula, Aviso, the bending formula, and Chetini, the turning formula. We have to learn all of them, right?”
Simon replied vigorously.
“Yes! I will learn everything!”
I was so awake.
‘???’
In Simon’s bosom, all kinds of books and scrolls of formulas were cradled.
“I hope you’ve mastered all three by the next class. That’s all.”
Baheel, who was holding a high-intensity task bomb, put on gloves and smiled.
Since he said he was doing it, he wouldn’t be able to say anything else, and there was no room for Senior Aaron to intervene.
“I’m looking forward to the next time.”
“Sue, thank you for your hard work, Professor.”
Bahil took the first step and left the luxurious lecture hall.
jerk jerk.
The pupils of Bahil, who had come out of the classroom, returned. Heckle, who had already finished his make-up class with other students, was waiting with his hands clasped politely.
“You’ve worked hard, Professor.”
She nodded.
“Cheheckle also worked hard.”
“How was the class with student Simon?”
The corners of Bahil’s lips seemed to be caught in his ears.
“It was the best time in a while.”
You no longer have to follow the textbook and progress to the level of other stupid students.
A class exclusively for Simon Pollentia.
If it wasn’t for Aron sunbaenim, the happy days we would have enjoyed every day.
Everyday life is now impossible.
At the same time, it was a routine that would be possible in the future.
“Thanks to Nephthys-nim for sending Simon outside for a special class, we had a fun time.”
Barhil was satisfied with this legitimate 1:1 supplementary class.
“More than that.”
Cheheckle said, raising his eyebrows anxiously.
“What about the offer to defeat that Azel? You didn’t really do it, did you?”
“I suggested it. Of course it didn’t work right away.”
“Professor Bahil!!”
The corners of Bahil’s mouth rose meaningfully.
Everything is moving fast. Jane and Hongfeng are also on the move.
“Let’s wait a little longer. I’m sure there will be a response in one way or another.”
* * *
supplementary class.
It is literally a class for the purpose of supplementing the contents of students who have not taken regular classes.
However, Bahil was not the only person who used supplementary classes for purposes other than their original purpose. A similar situation occurred the next day.
‘……?’
This time, it’s a supplementary class for jet-black mechanics.
Simon arrived at his destination after being told to change into his gym clothes and come out.
Everyone wore school uniforms and went to the classroom to study, but only Simon came out to the stadium.
‘It’s been a while here.’
It is an indoor arena used during the duel evaluation season.
While Simon was looking around, the jet-black mechanics assistant approached him and silently put on a protective suit enchanted with barrier magic.
“Sue, have a good class, student Simon.”
The teaching assistant bowed his head and disappeared with a quick pace as if running away.
Left behind, Simon waited in a daze for a few minutes in an empty arena.
and after a while
Ugh-!
yes!
Lights were lit all over the arena. The barrier spreads, and I feel the protective suit working.
again – again –
In the distance, the moderate sound of heels echoes through the arena.
Jane Olivia, a sophomore in charge of jet black mechanics and vice president of Keygen, was walking.
“My, Professor Jane?”
no wonder.
The atmosphere was unusual.
“Then let’s start supplementary classes, student council president.”
she snapped her fingers
