Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner

Chapter 59

At the same time, in Bahils lab.

Shatter!

Bam!

Eyes red, Bahil was throwing anything he could get his hands on.

Sculptures, trophies, research materials, everything hit the floor and shattered.

Huff! Huff!

In an instant, the surroundings became a mess.

Bahil placed his hand against the wall and panted. The head assistant teacher, Chehekle, seemed to be used to this situation. She had her back against the wall, eyes closed.

When the surroundings became quiet after a while, she opened her eyes.

Are you done throwing your tantrum, Professor Bahil?

Bahil strode over and leaned back on the sofa as if falling. He then reached out to his table and grabbed the tobacco pipe, lighting it up with dark magic and taking a sip of the smoke.

Phewwww

Tobacco smoke stretched out. Seeing this, Chehekle frowned.

Professor, smoking isnt allowed indoo

Please, let it slide just this once, Chehekle.

However, Bahil threw away even the tobacco pipe.

As soon as it hit the wall, the pipe broke in two.

Why?! Why dont you understand me, Simon Polentia?!

He let out a long sigh as he hitchily swept his bangs up. He suddenly jumped up from his seat, unable to get over his anger.

Youre a genius! A genius among geniuses that only appears once in hundreds of years! Why are you wasting your insane talent on Summoning? I cant understand it at all! Summoning is an old and outdated subject! Why dont you know that, no matter how successful you become with Summoning, youll become nothing but a 2nd Aaron?!

Unable to bear the frustration, Bahil began to scratch his body as if his whole body was itching.

Your maximum level! Would be Aaron! Think about how Kizens Special Admission No.1 with legendary talent is now being treated at Kizen!

His arms trembled like he was having convulsions, and then he flopped to the floor.

Bahils eyes glanced at the faded picture frame in the distance.

There, the young-faced him and Aaron, both wearing Kizen school uniforms, put their arms around each others shoulders.

It seemed like there was no hint of concern on the faces of the two boys. They were just smiling brightly.

Perhaps the brightest in their life.

But Bahil knew better than anyone. The fact that he's come too far to go back to that time.

I cant stand it. Everyones so pathetic.

Professor.

To see such brilliant talents being thrown into the abyss by themselves! I cant let this happen again! Only I can bring Simon back to life! Only I can cut that gemstone and turn it into the brightest gem in the world!

Just be honest, Professor.

Honest? That doesnt seem so bad.

Bahil jumped up from the floor.

I want to have him.

A strange smile appeared on his lips. Veins bulged out of his fist.

I insanely want him! Simon Polentia! I definitely want to make him mine!

Here we go again.

Chehekle looked like shed given up.

Im ready to slash my soul for him. Ill use any means to unleash the best of his talents and create the 2nd Nefthis!

Bahil spread his arms.

My dedication! My effort! My sincerity! My soul! And the only thing I want in return for risking my life is to bring him up into the realm of the Gods

He smiled with a twisted face.

is for him to serve only me as a teacher.

Sigh.

When someone asks Simon how he got to the top, Simon will respond like this! Its all thanks to my teacher, Professor Bahil. Ahhh! Im getting chills just by thinking about it!

Chehekle, shaking her head as she watched Bahil trembling in madness, turned around.

Ill leave now.

Chehekle.

Bahil approached her.

Im a person who needs to get what I want in order to be satisfied.

Bahil strongly pulled her by the arm. Then, he lifted her chin as he held her in his bosom.

Just like you.

His eyes looked at a beautiful work of art.

On the other hand, Chehekle, who was looking at Bahil with a pathetic look, kicked him in the leg with her shoes on. Bahil frowned and stepped back.

This is sexual harassment at work, Professor Bahil.

That sour personality from when you were still a student still hasnt changed.

Said Bahil, fixing his collar.

To think that the talent wholl succeed me is this stiff.

Didnt you amend that itll be Simon Polentia wholl succeed you?

Oh, no way.

The corners of Bahils lips rose.

Simon Polentia isnt just a talent wholl succeed me, but someone wholl one day surpass me! Hell stand shoulder to Nefthis! As an educator, Im only expressing my reasonable desires! No, more like itd be abnormal if an educator sees such talent and their blood doesnt boil. And youre going to keep saying that my desire to possess him is dirty?

How could you describe trying to monopolize the right to teach a student other than dirty?

My my. Youre not trying to give a single word.

Bahil put his hand in his pocket and tilted his head.

I got a good idea.

What is it this time?

Right now, Simon is quite content with his Summoning. Even in Professor Janes Cyclops battle, he was on a roll with Summoning. That was the problem in the first place!

Bahils eyes glistened with madness once again.

What Simon has to go through now is a bitter defeat. That way he can look back on himself and think about what the problem is, where he went wrong, and which way to choose!

I guess you have a point. So, how are you going to make such a genius suffer a  bitter defeat?

Bahils mouth was ripped into a demonic grin.

Isnt that too easy?

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* * *

Classes went tightly day by day. Of course, it was because of the Duel Evaluation.

Even Eric Aura, a professor for Mechanics of Jet-Black and a person who was quite thorough with theory, teaching even the origins of runes, moved right away to combat practice.

Whether it was to reflect the needs of the students or not wanting to drop their future major aspirants, most of the professors taught mainly combat dark magic this week.

Thanks to this, the students Duel Evaluation repertoire had greatly diversified. Of course, that was true for all Kizen students.

After taking the class this morning and finishing their early lunch, Simon was on his way to the next class with Rick.

So the second and third class are both Hemomancy.

The Hemomancy class, having been delayed due to the professors circumstances, was assigned all week.

Because of the fact that professors were active Necromancers, there were many cases where the schedule became extreme.

And at the same time

There isnt a single day of Summoning this week.

Simon let out a deep sigh. Rick shrugged his shoulders and replied,

I heard that Professor Aaron went on a business trip.

It bummed Simon out. As it was a Duel Evaluation season, Aaron wouldve taught him offensive magic, and it mustve been a great reference for Simon.

Even if he didnt, there mustve been an opportunity to ask how you could use Summoning to fight on an equal footing with other students.

Huh?

Rick, who was biting a sandwich as a dessert, stopped walking.

Simon! Look over there!

Hm?

The brackets for Duel Evaluation are out!

A large bulletin board could be seen in the direction Rick was pointing, and students were already swarming it.

The two quickly ran toward it.

My first opponent after coming to Kizen.

Simon looked for his name with a pounding heart.

I think Ill be fine as long as I dodge the few monsters.

Lorain Archbold, daughter of Nefthis.

Serene Aindark, the successor of the Ivory Tower.

Chatelle Maerre, the Half-Giant.

It was a trio that must be avoided. Other than these people, Simon thought it was somehow manageable.

Ah, found it.

[Stadium 2, Round 1, Match 12]

Class A Simon Polentia vs. Class G Haren Cork

Whos Haren Cork?

It was his first time hearing the name. Rick was giggling like it was the same for him.

Legang Chopra? What a unique name. I wonder if theyre from Shahed.

Rick, you dont know yours either?

Rick nodded and looked at Simons opponent.

Haren Cork from Class G Want me to investigate a little? Like their specialty or majoring subject?

Simon scratched the side of his head.

Ill feel bad for you.

Nah, Legang is also in Class G, so Ill just include them while investigating. Itd be nice if you also had information about your opponent, right?

Yeah. Id be grateful if you would do that.

Simon moved his gaze back to the bulletin board again.

Haren Cork. What kind of dark magic would they use to fight? Even if it was a Duel Evaluation, it didnt feel like theyre just gonna throw punches.

A stage where you could exchange dark magics with other students and clearly compare their achievements with each other.

Itd be a lie if he said he didnt feel any pressure, but at the same time, his heart was pounding.

I hope the class ends quickly.

Hearing Simon talking to himself, Rick blinked.

Huh? Why all of a sudden? You like taking classes, dont you?

I have something to train personally in the evening.

Rick chuckled.

This bastard is about to do some stomping again. What training? Lets be honest. How many students do you think can respond to your Combat Magic and man-killing kick?

dont call it a man-killing kick. Plus, Im not using Combat Magic as my main this time.

What then?

Im gonna try fighting with Summoning.

Ricks eyes widened out of surprise, but he soon grinned.

Would you like me to do the Meilyn version, or the Cami version?

Whats that?

Just choose one.

Meilyn?

Rick folded his arms and turned his head away with a coy expression, and he said in a forced female voice,

I clearly told you, alright? To fight with Combat Magic.

Pfffft!

Simon laughed, spit flying out of his mouth.

Rick, who was smiling proudly at his friends satisfying reaction, suddenly fell down from a bag that flew at him.

Just die!

Meilyn was fuming, red-faced. Next to her was Camibarez, covering her mouth and desperately holding back her laughter.

Ah, whats wrong?! Its the same if you heard Uwaaah! 

Dieeeeeee!

* * *

As soon as todays class was over, Simon passed Kevins stable route to Rochest.

Its been a while since I came to Rochest at midnight.

It felt a little strange to see the dark and quiet streets when they were so lively on the weekends.

There was nothing good about being found out as a Kizen student, so he was wearing a robe, but there were many boys and girls who wore robes like Simon.

First, the Necromancer shop.

Simon headed to the Necromancer shop he had been to recently.

Welcome~

The last time he came, Rowen was working part-time, but this time, a young man with a monocle was sitting at the counter.

So hes the shop owner.

Simon heard a little about him from Rick.

A Necromancer who reached the 2nd year in Kizen but had been pushed out by the competition and was currently running a shop in Rochest.

Simon bowed his head politely.

Hello, Senior!

The shop owner smiled in embarrassment.

Haha A senior? Huh. You dont have to be like that to me, dear Kizen student.

Simon raised his head.

Still, I heard that you made it to the 2nd year

Im nothing but a dropout. The current first-year Kizen students are much more valuable than an old student who dropped out.

Still, he was smiling as though he was inwardly pleased. In fact, many of the people who set their feet and ran businesses in Rochest were from Kizen like him.

Whether they couldnt forget their brilliant student days at Kizen or because they were nostalgic, they were people who still lived around Kizen despite no longer being able to enter it.

Because of the existence of such people, the Kizen students, most of whom were high-ranking nobles, werent able to make a fuss in Rochest.

Anyway, what are you looking for, Student?

Simon answered the shop owners question right away, eyes shining.

I want to make a skeleton archer.

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