Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 779
The situation where the situation escalated like this was unexpected for Simon.
On the first day, after meeting and listening to the keygen headquarters staff, we gathered the student council members and talked. It was a situation that everyone expected, so the reaction was calm and calm.
– It’s better. My written grades fell a bit because I was working in the student council, but I’m going to take this opportunity to study hard.
Maylin said.
– I was also busy with the student council work, so I hardly ever attended the club! I’m trying to focus a little more on the club!
Kamibarez clapped his hands.
-Can you release the seal like this? Bringing in all the businesses that were withdrawn due to official duties!
d!ck chimed in too.
Everyone laughed as they talked about what they would do during the newly acquired time. I was only taking a semester off anyway, and in my third year, I felt comfortable knowing that Simon would become the student council president again.
The members decided to hold a group study three times a week and study together.
-It’s important for all four of us to get together, isn’t it okay not to go to the student council room?
– I’m in favor!
I made an excuse for the four of us to get together again, so there was no problem. However, the other students were more upset than Simon and his party.
Simon, who was the student council president, was very popular, and his anger seemed to grow even more when he heard that Simon was kicked out without hearing an explanation of the circumstances.
shiver-
Lorraine, who listened to Simon’s story while drinking a strawberry shake through a straw, sighed lightly.
“Sorry, I couldn’t stop you.”
“No, no.”
Simon waved his hand.
No matter how much she was President Keesen’s daughter, Lorraine, who was still a student, would not have been able to influence the faculty meeting.
“I’d rather be glad it turned out like this.”
Simon looked at his legs. I can walk without any problems in my daily life, but I haven’t completely recovered from the injury.
It still throbs intermittently, and it hurts when I run.
If he had received Balak’s challenge with such a body, he would have been defeated. Of course, victory is not guaranteed even in normal conditions.
“It’s better to challenge than to be challenged. And.”
According to the seniors, the second semester of the second year is the prime time for Kizen students.
There may be individual differences, but in general, it is the time when you learn the most and become the strongest during the 3 years of keygen. Usually, students who become stronger during this time maintain high rankings until they graduate.
On the other hand, students who did not become strong enough in the second semester often had their ranks reversed to low-ranking students who came up from below.
Since Simon had also been absent from the student council for a while, he intended to fully focus on this second semester.
The urgent task is to make a resistance meter and a bone dragon. Having these two things is a priority.
“Bone dragon. It’s like you.”
After hearing the story, Lorraine closed her eyes.
“I know that there are no students in the 3rd year who can operate a Bone Dragon. It won’t be an easy challenge, will it be okay?”
Simon nodded.
“It won’t be easy, but I’ll do it. It’s a promise with Nephthys-sama, who sent me the materials for this dragon. I gained confidence in dragon magic through the creation of the dragon.”
Lorraine smiled.
“Yeah, if it’s Simon, it’s possible.”
Somehow embarrassed, Simon scratched his cheek awkwardly and changed the subject.
“How are you, Lorraine?”
“Me? What am I?”
She put her hand on the choke around her neck.
Nephthys’ self-rescue plan to make Lorraine, a powerful supernatural user, focus on class like a normal student. A necklace that seals the superpowers.
At the same time, their power is limited during the semester, so they cannot influence the school.
“Because I can take it off during vacation. I used my superpowers to my heart’s content to fight enemies, and I even went to the Keygen Headquarters to take a picture of my eyes.”
“You must be very busy.”
“Yeah. By the way.”
She put her hand down again and took the cup.
“I think I know why my mother told me to seal my abilities and go to school.”
Lorraine is a natural strongman. If you just endow a summoned beast with a special ability and send it off, the battle is over.
What is the need to make stronger summons, and what is the need to obsess over details?
A state where you can’t even find a reason to become stronger or greedy. She has been stagnant for a long time.
However, as I ran around to keep up with the class with my abilities sealed at school, I realized what I lacked when using my abilities in real combat, and improved efficiency and speed.
stronger than before After all, she gained more when she sealed her ability than when she fought using her ability.
“Good!”
Simon was genuinely happy as if it were his job.
The two have many things in common and many similarities. Neither of them were very talkative, but once they talked, they shared a lot of stories that had been piled up. The conversation didn’t stop.
Watching them talk in the corner of the cafe, some students whispered.
“Over there, they’re Simon and Lorraine, right?”
“It’s real.”
“…It looks like they’re already preparing to fight Balak. Are you going to bring in Lorraine?”
Maybe it was because the issue of the student council president position was so strong, there was a tendency to be connected to that side whenever I did something.
In the end, Simon and Lorraine, whose gaze was burdensome, got up to find a quieter place.
* * *
On the other hand, an unusual situation was taking place at the Keygen Campus.
“Please return senior Simon Pollentia to the student council president!”
“Explain the unfair treatment!”
Due to the issue of the student council president this time, the freshmen who woke up like wildfire started picketing.
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They raised their voices with pickets near the student union or faculty meeting room.
It was not uncommon for first-year students, who were busy surviving, to be so interested in school work and speak out. Professors also responded that they were embarrassed by the unexpectedly strong backlash.
“…….”
And there were eyes watching the first graders fighting on the front line in the empty classroom.
“He’s working really hard.”
“I know.”
They were sophomores.
Basically, the circumstances of the sophomores and first-year students were different.
Most of the first year students are active only on the first year campus, and they are thoroughly protected within it, so there is nothing to run into other year students other than club activities.
On the other hand, sophomores live in the department and live in the same dormitory as juniors. I couldn’t help but notice the attention of the 3rd graders I always run into.
Nevertheless, some sophomores were trying to move. Among them, the main ones are the students of Class 1 A, who were in the same class as Simon last year.
“My classmate suffered something like that, but how can there be so few people in our sophomore year who speak out like this?”
“I guess it’s because I don’t want to be filmed.”
Jamie Victoria, who was known as the ‘class president’ in Class A.
Cindy Vivace, Simon’s first student at Langerstine, majoring in necromantics.
“…….”
And Claudia Menzies, a blind self-education major, who sits at the head of the table in silence.
These three were the main pillars.
Other than that, the conference room was full of students from other A class, and students who had never spoken to Simon before but had gathered in a spirit of synergy.
“Are you really going to do it? Claudia.”
Cindy said.
“Even if it’s dirty and despicable, third grade is third grade. If we endure for another half year, our time will come. Wouldn’t it be better to just curse and pass it over?”
“…….”
Claudia got up and walked towards the window. Then I watched the first graders waving pickets.
“I don’t like them. First graders.”
“huh?”
Claudia clenched her fists.
“Readability is the key to placards! Yellow letters on a black background, or red letters on a white background! You have to catch people’s attention with a color arrangement that is bound to stand out.”
“Uh huh?”
“Clothes are also a problem. A uniform uniform symbolizes unity and solidarity. It gives the impression that you will not easily back down. And, rather than protesting in a student hall or faculty meeting room where no one will be present, first go to a place with a lot of floating population and do your best. We need to make many people pay attention to our issues. After that, it is advantageous in terms of influence and circulation to come here when professors leave work or when the student council comes in.”
Claudia started reciting unsolicited stories.
“It’s good to go around the lecture halls or dormitories and get signatures instead of simply holding a picket. It can appeal to the fact that there are so many people who agree with our will. If you shout like that with your mouth, you’ll get tired soon. I think we should let it go. The best thing is to attract reporters, and print a notice to parents in the name of all the students, and the adults will have no choice but to move. At least Professor Keygen is afraid of parents. And again… …”
Suddenly, a lecture by a demonstration expert began.
Jamie laughed and slapped her on the shoulder.
“As expected, experienced people are different!”
Claudia Menzies is an average student anywhere in the world, with slightly better grades.
but.
Remembrance!
“let’s go.”
The person who led the first professor appointment boycott in Keygen’s 300-year history.
A freshman who boldly tried to expel Byeol-ya from school.
Commonly speaking, she was the queen of protests.
“I don’t know if we can change the school or not. At least we have to prove that we have eyes and ears. If we remain silent here, the school will do its own thing all the more.”
When she was ready, she tied a hair tie around her forehead.
“For Simon, let’s do what we can!”
Oh oh!
The gathered comrades raised their arms and cheered. Cindy Vivace giggled.
“This is how ‘real’ comes out.”
* * *
With Claudia’s party joining, the first-year students’ picketing movement also accelerated.
There was a big difference between the sophomores with know-how and those without.
In no time, a temporary organization chart was completed, and a chain of command was created to efficiently deliver each order. The organized teams led the protests by circling around places with high floating population.
Its influence has changed dramatically. Claudia, who was sitting in the commander-in-chief’s seat, gave the order according to the situation.
“Your group, go around the fountain. If you can get a signature, get one.”
“yes!”
“Of course, you can’t force signatures or turn up the volume of the amplification ball to make people frown. This is a public opinion war. Rather than necessarily trying to get them on our side, we feel like we’re letting people know what we’re talking about. You know what I mean? After we go through each branch, let’s gather together by 5:00 and go to the student center.”
she bang! and hit her table.
“According to intelligence, this is Ballack’s first day of work. We’ll gather at that time.”
The first graders nodded with respectful expressions.
“Yes! Senior!”
“Let’s go!”
Protesters began marching across the Rochsum campus.
In particular, when Claudia said that she was preparing a letter to send to parents, the 3rd year professors jumped up and sent their minions to confiscate the letter.
But those rumors are fake. The letter was a fake letter.
And only the scene where the minions burst in and confiscate or burn the letters was captured on the memorial crystal ball prepared by Claudia, and conversely, the photos were distributed to the students, preoccupying public opinion.
In the end, the situation progressed enough that the 3rd year faculty, who seemed not to blink, even asked Claudia to talk.
Also, this situation was conveyed to the 3rd graders.
-Simon Pollentia has moved!
-It is said that the venomous species that led the boycott of late-night professor classes last year is the instigator. How did you bring it in?
The school was seething before normal classes even started.
And the story also reached Balak’s ears.
woo woo woo-
Toxicology and underground.
A man inside a poison-infested cauldron was breathing poison.
“Ah, anyway.”
A student wearing a full-body protective suit and a mask finished the report.
with a splash!
Balak rose slowly.
