Episode 1297
“Do you know that our graduation thesis presentation is due in two days?”
There was silence in the student council room for a moment.
Simon asked the question, but he was worried that he might ruin the mood by saying something unnecessary.
however.
“huh!”
“yes!”
“of course!”
Surprisingly, the three of them were smiling brightly and nodding their heads.
“I already wrote a draft for the job offer!”
Mayrin confidently took out her notebook.
<Study on the formula model of the black magic of the pitch-black elemental world for countering anti-mana material – Focusing on freezing. Author: Meyrin Villenne>
“This is me!”
Kamibarezu also opened the notebook with a cute bear sticker on it and showed the first page.
<A study on therapeutic approaches to blood cloud and bloodstream infections: theory and practice. Author Kamibares Ursula>
“Of course I wrote it all down! Now all I have to do is copy it!”
Dick also lifted the document.
<Analysis of the Inefficiency of the Forward Border Necromancer Supply Policy and Study on the Establishment of a Standard Procedure for Contracting Veterinary Services – Dick Hayward>
Simon, who saw them, let out a deep sigh of relief and slumped down on the sofa.
“Everyone had a plan. That’s fortunate.”
“Simon, what about you? Have you prepared a thesis for your employer?”
“What should I do! You must have been very busy!”
As Kamibares clasped his hands together and spoke worriedly, Simon responded with a smile.
“No, no, I also wrote down the contents in the mission area, but when I actually tried to do it, there were a lot of things that got in the way, so I decided to change direction a little.”
Kamibares’ eyes sparkled.
“I wonder what the topic is!”
Simon opened the document he had been writing and showed it to everyone.
<Study on the Undead Application Technique and Practical Production of Whiteland’s New Resource ‘Coral’>
Wow!
All three of them burst into admiration.
“… … Even your graduation thesis is different.”
Mayrin smiled with her arms crossed.
“This is really great! I want to see it when it’s finished!”
Kamibares flapped its wings.
“… …Why does my thesis suddenly look so shabby?”
Dick frowned and looked back at his thesis topic.
At that moment, Mayrin, who had been glancing at Dick, suddenly spoke with strength in her throat.
“Front line officer!”
“Destruction to the enemy… … Aah! I said, don’t do that!”
Once again, raucous laughter erupted.
It seemed like it would take at least the summer break for Dick’s discipline to wear off.* * *
Two days later.
The day of the paper presentation has arrived.
Rock Island was busier than ever.
The sea barriers of the island, which are usually not open due to security issues, were all removed, and ships were coming in one after another and anchoring in the port. A large number of people were pouring into the island.
The place they are headed to is Kizen’s third-year campus.
The campus was more lively and noisy than usual.
“I’m looking forward to it!”
“Who do you want to see first?”
Kizen’s graduation thesis presentation.
In fact, graduation theses can only be reviewed by Kizen professors, but this presentation was a place for external evaluations. It was also a presentation that made Kizen students’ skills and level known to the world.
As expected for an academic conference, there were quite a few researchers and scholars who came to see the papers, but the percentage was low. In fact, most of the people who came here were more interested in other things than the papers.
“Everyone hurry up!”
“Did you know the entire checklist? Let’s look at the Top 10 first, and then quickly look at the numbers that follow!”
“We will realistically start by checking students who are ranked outside of the top 50!”
Scout Wars.
There really isn’t much time left until Kizen students graduate and are released into the so-called market.
If you can survive until the first semester of your third year at Kizen, you are a top talent who will receive the best treatment no matter where you go. Any organization would be tempted to recruit you.
This graduation thesis presentation was an opportunity to check the level of ability of the Kizen graduating students and to learn about their backgrounds and the industries they will advance into.
It was a kind of open audition, a stage where students could demonstrate their abilities and be evaluated.
“Move, move!”
“There is no time!”
As it was a thesis presentation that virtually every power in the Dark Union was interested in, people were sent from numerous organizations, including kingdoms, agencies, and associations.
And here, Kizen’s trick was revealed. The schedule of holding the graduation thesis presentation right after the employment evaluation was a cleverly calculated strategy.
“Those Kizen bastards! They gave us such talent and took us back to the ancient times!”
“We must include them!”
Each employer was caught with their eyes wide open by the best talents who had created ‘great results’ or ‘great changes’. Kizen simply said that it was a simple mission and thanked them for their cooperation, calmly sending the students back to school.
The hiring managers couldn’t help but be concerned that they had lost a key talent who had been producing results in just a few months. They had tasted the usefulness and talent of Kizen’s students and were so excited that they couldn’t sit still.
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“Student Gleg! You’re here!”
“I came here myself!”
So, the employment agency comes into the presentation and starts to appeal to the students in some way to win them back.
And in this process, you naturally talk to other job seekers and share news and information about what Kizen students have achieved, which increases interest in ‘Kizen graduates.’
Some people criticize Kizen’s academic elitism and take issue with the tight-knit cartel among graduates.
“Kizen, give us back our new employees!”
“You can’t do this here! Just wait another half year… … !”
After all, there was a reason why everyone wanted Kizen students.
The answer is ‘skill’.
All other reasons are trivial. All organizations cling to Kizen graduates, and all parents try to send their children to Kizen by any means necessary, because Kizen graduates prove their outstanding abilities and achievements every year.
And here’s one more.
Phalang!
There was a man looking over a list of more than 200 theses. It was Daniela Villaine, the ivory tower’s deputy head of the ivory tower and Maylin’s father.
‘What a headache.’
Serne Aindarq, who is certain to become the Ivory Tower’s leader after graduation, gives orders to the entire Ivory Tower.
-From now on, our ivory tower’s number one goal is to hire Simon Pollentia.
Since such instructions had been given, Daniela also came to see Simon in person.
Daniela lifted her quill as she scanned the dense list of papers.
At the very top of this checklist, written in gold, and in the biggest font, is Simon’s paper presentation schedule.
‘Every vacation, I listened to his stories from Meyrin and Serene until they were all over my ears. Of course, I’d like to bring him too, if only I could.’
He circled Simon’s name with a quill.
And the names of the Top 10 that followed were written in silver, and they were also quite attractive. There were many famous necromancers who were quite well-known through the Rune League.
‘Merida Hugh Ickel, Ezel Bringer, Chatel Maer, Hector Moore… … They are truly dazzling talents.’
The stereotypical phrase ‘golden generation’, often used in newspaper articles, has never been more appropriate than this one. If we could bring in just one of them, the future of the ivory tower would be much brighter.
‘I wonder how fierce the competition will be for recruiting… … Hmm!’
Then she saw a name on the list that was all too familiar. Daniela tried to suppress the corners of her mouth from growing wide and underlined it.
<Study on the formula model of the black magic of the pitch-black elemental world for countering anti-mana material – Focusing on freezing. Author: Meyrin Villenne>
To think that you’d be the sixth in the Golden Generation of Kizen.
Isn’t this the taste you want to raise your children with?
He even underlined and wrote in small doodles, “Our daughter.”
“Ahem!”
Then I heard a coughing sound next to me.
Daniela, who had been secretly revealing her suppressed temperament, turned her head in surprise.
“All of you… … !”
“Tsk. Here we go again.”
Short in stature, with a ferocious face and a curly black beard that grew from his cheek to his chin.
He was the lord of the Black Iron Fortress.
He gritted his teeth and growled at Daniela.
“I got a real kick out of this! The new employee who got the job done was actually the daughter of the Ivory Tower owner! This is nothing short of a dirty spy job!”
“I’m sure you heard the explanation, but that was Kizen’s business, and I had no idea about it either.”
Daniela pushed up her glasses.
“As a result, the war was prevented, and the Black Iron Fortress was able to maintain its castle, while also reducing the burden on resources and the economy. If there was a handicap, I would say it was given to us for saving the enemy who was dying.”
“How cheeky of you to say!”
Ssssssss!
The two men raised their pitch-black hats as if they were about to fight at any moment.
Then, when the servants passing by noticed the sight and stopped walking to stare at it, the two reluctantly stopped.
If you fight, you will be kicked out of the presentation hall.
“But it’s strange. If you felt that this was such a deception, you could have expressed deep regret to Kizen and received other compensation, but you went all the way here to see the students.”
The corners of Daniela’s mouth went up as she adjusted her glasses.
“I guess I was really impressed with my daughter’s skills.”
“What, what does that mean!”
The black iron lord with a flushed face shouted. Unfortunately, he was the type whose emotions were clearly expressed on his face.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t hand Meyrin over to the Black Iron Citadel. She’s a valuable talent of the Ivory Tower.”
“Ahem! I know! Who said that!”
The Black Iron Lord shouted, then crossed his arms and let out a long sigh.
“I hate to admit it, but I have learned a lot from this incident! Our Black Iron Citadel has been governed in a closed manner, and we have held on by rotating our own family members to important positions, but now we have come to realize that we need capable outsiders! We will bring in people like Eras Balmore!”
Daniela shook her head.
“It seems like they want top 10 students, but I’m not sure if such talents would willingly go to a cramped and remote place like the Black Iron Fortress.”
“You’ve been talking like a troublemaker all this time, but that ivory tower… …!”
Bam!
The lord of the Black Iron Fortress, who was jumping around excitedly, ended up hitting a person passing by with his shoulder. He flinched and turned his head.
“Oops, I’m sorry!”
Then the woman who had been bumped into raised her head.
A woman with dark circles under her eyes and a tired face, one of whose legs was a wooden prosthesis.
“Take care, dwarf. I’m not feeling well right now.”
“What? I apologized and now you’re saying, what the heck!”
Daniela, who had stopped the Black Iron Lord from properly questioning him, placed her hand on her chest and greeted him.
“A distinguished guest has arrived. Are you Vice Admiral Agra of the 3rd Corps Fleet?”
“What? This woman?”
Vice Admiral Agra looked at them with a blank expression.
“… … the gap is too big.”
“?”
“… … The Kizen student who joined our fleet. We need to fill the vacancy created by this operation, but the position he left behind is irreplaceable! There’s no one who can do the job properly!”
The Black Iron Lord felt a sense of kinship and changed his attitude.
“Who was that person?”
Agra answered with an even more frown on her face.
“Simon Pollentia.”
ah-
Daniela and the Black Iron Lord sighed deeply as if it were their own business.* * *
“Aechwi!”
Simon, who was preparing in the waiting room before presenting his graduation thesis, coughed and sniffled.
Mayrin, who was preparing for her presentation while wearing a special outfit and touching her hair, turned her head.
“What’s wrong, Simon? Do you have a cold?”
“… … No, I don’t think that’s the case.”
Simon sniffled once and continued.
“I feel a bit cold.”
