Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 351

“You’re here. Come in.”

Click!

The door opened and a third participant appeared.

It was someone Simon knew very well. No he was someone I saw every day because I didn’t know him well.

This male student with gray hair and a scar over one eye.

“Kajan!!”

Simon is in great confusion.

It’s obviously an academic conference and it’s also scheduled to participate in a summons thesis presentation but the people you’re going with are Serene and Kazan?

“Forgive me for being late.”

Kazan did not express himself. After lightly ignoring Aaron he looked at Simon as well.

Serene from the side smiled with her half-moon eyes and waved her hand elegantly but she neatly ignored it again. She pursed her lips and put on a pout but she ignored them once more.

“You seem to know each other so no introduction is necessary. Sit down.”

As the three students sat side by side on the sofa Aaron continued.

“I will start editing the thesis from now on.”

Here if Aaron sees the thesis and judges it to be insufficient he will not be able to attend the conference. Simon felt a sudden surge of tension.

Aaron looked at Cerne’s thesis first.

Palak.

Palak.

Papers go through one by one at high speed.

It might be nerve-wracking since Professor Keyzen not anyone else was reviewing the thesis but Serene just smiled calmly.

Certainly Simon hadn’t seen Cerne be afraid of anyone or find it difficult until now. It was the same with Professor Keyzen and even when the saintess was in front of her eyes.

I just looked down. As if everything in the world is under your feet.

Sew.

Aaron finally finished reading Cerne’s thesis and put it down on the desk.

“I don’t know what the hell you wrote.”

Simon opened his mouth. Even the Summoning Professor doesn’t understand?

“but.”

Aaron’s voice softened.

“It was something that could be eaten by the crazy geeky necromancers of the academic conference. Good job.”

“This is the basics of tidiness!”

Serene pretended to be proud and fluttered her disheveled hair with her fingertips.

Now next turn. Aaron confirmed Kazan’s thesis.

Simon looked at Kazan with a slightly uneasy expression.

‘How did this happen Kazan!’

This man was the greatest mystery. He is a typical matou all-in style and all subjects except for matou are failing. There is also a bar where he said that he scored 20 points in the midterm exam in Summoning.

Someone like that wrote a thesis on summoning?

“….”

And Aaron who was reading Kazan’s thesis was blocked from the first chapter. He paused at some point for a long time with a serious expression on his face.

“… Kazan Edwald.”

Aaron raised his head with cold eyes.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Kazan answered in a dull voice.

“It’s just a classmate.”

The atmosphere is strange. In the midst of a tense tension between the two only Simon caught in the middle was watching restlessly. Serene as if already bored was resting on his chin and trimming his fingers.

Aaron looked at the first page of the thesis once again. The content was poor but in the corner of the first page in a messy handwriting it read:

Just let him through!

– Nephthys –

On top of it there were also infantile scribbles of flowers trees and clouds which are presumed to have been hand-drawn by Nephthys.

Aaron sighed deeply and rubbed his forehead then put down the thesis having only read the first page.

“Passed.”

‘Is this pass?’

Simon opened his mouth and looked at Aaron. He picked up the last Simon’s thesis without any explanation.

‘At the academic conference you’ll only eat my bad words. I hope this guy will heal my rotten eyes.’

Then he opened the first chapter of his thesis.

‘…!’

For the first time Aaron’s expression was startled. When he came to his senses he was reading down to page 5 in an instant.

He raised his eyes glanced at Simon then read the thesis then glanced and read again.

‘Why why is that?’

Simon was also in a state of extreme tension. His hands which were respectfully placed on his lap were wet with sweat. It felt like some of the parts of the thesis that had gotten stuck had turned into needles and pricked his chest.

‘…Ha I want to fix a few things right now. It’s the first paper I’m writing so I’ll just do it smoothly.’

I don’t even know how time flies. Finally Aaron finished reading Simon’s thesis.

He quietly put down his thesis and closed his eyes as if to savor the reverberation that lingered.

‘The writing is sweet.’

In the front chapter it draws attention with its unconventional development and in the back chapter the contents supporting the unconventional are meticulously described. It was a content that fully satisfied the Necromancer’s vigorous curiosity.

The pure perspective of a student whose brain has not hardened yet.

The point of the necromancers who were rotten because they couldn’t go through pointed out the parts they couldn’t see and changed them creatively.

Aaron opened his eyes and stared at Simon.

“Simon Pollentia.”

“Yes yes. Professor!”

“Apart from academic conferences.”

He pointed to Simon’s thesis with his fingertips.

“You may submit this thesis to the final performance evaluation of Summoning Studies.”

“!”

At those words Simon’s head rolled quickly.

The last performance evaluation of Summoning Science is ‘Magical Undead Creation and Thesis’ with a whopping 40% rate.

It meant that he would skip over the important task as long as he followed this thesis.

‘It’s worth it.’

Aaron thought that if he did that he would have no choice but to give Simon an A+. That’s because the content of the thesis was excellent.

but.

“I will refuse.”

Simon answered without hesitation. Where did the boy look so nervous from earlier and his eyes were staring at Aaron with a deep core.

“I have no intention of changing what I said. I will definitely submit Richie as my final performance evaluation.”

“….”

That bursting youth and enthusiasm.

No matter how many times he looked at him Simon thought he resembled his past self.

But Aaron now an adult had no choice but to speak like an adult.

“Even if you really make and submit a rich if the perfection of the rich falls the score may be lower than this thesis.”

Simon closed his mouth and just smiled.

That was enough of an answer.

“…Good. The thesis passed. In many ways this academic conference is going to be lively.”

Afterwards Aaron informed us of the precautions.

Since it is an event that attracts so many different people the three people must move together. And the other necromancers told me not to get caught etc.

The three nodded.

“I think this academic conference will be a good experience for you guys too. Learn a lot. More than that.”

* * *

so the next morning.

Simon along with Serene and Kazan rode the teleportation magic circle and arrived at the Pentamonium where the academic conference was being held.

“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…!”

If I had to express my impression of seeing this city for the first time in one word it would be ‘City of Glass’.

In particular I saw super-large buildings with dozens of stories high processed with ore that reflects the inside like glass rising with momentum to pierce the sky.

People call this building the ‘Glass Tower’ as a concept corresponding to the Ivory Tower and each tower is in charge of one field of black magic. There are 7 buildings in total.

‘There are too many people.’

I saw necromancers dressed in stylish suits on the side of the road.

There were many ordinary people who had not opened their cores and during this conference the ratio between ordinary people and necromancers was about 3:7.

During the academic conference most areas except for the core area are open to the general public.

Even if you are not necessarily a necromancer modern industry revolves around jet black and black magic. Even to identify trends and smell money this academic conference was helpful.

“It feels good to be out of the close island of Roch for the first time in a long time.”

She raised the sunglasses Cerne was wearing on her forehead and smiled.

The eyes of passers-by naturally turned to Serene. Regardless of age or gender everyone glanced at Serene. I heard voices saying that it was pretty and that it was a Kizen uniform.

Certainly just by wearing the Kizen school uniform I can feel the attention being drawn to it. As much as that the ripple effect of the brand name Keygen from the outside was great.

Serene snorted lightly and pulled out a mirror. He said after Kazan checked the time once.

“Since I have decided to take on the role of leader I will guide you.”

“Wait.”

Simon looked at Kazan as if he had spoken well.

“Why did Kazan come here? You didn’t say a word to me.”

“It’s a mission.”

Kazan replied indifferently.

‘Mission’ the magic word he uses often. If you ask me more I feel like I’m hurt.

“What mission?”

Simon now friendly with Kazan thought nothing of it. Kazan sighed and answered.

“It’s a security mission.”

Then he glanced at Serene once more.

“And surveillance missions.”

“?”

Serene blinked with an innocent expression but Kazan ignored it.

“Do we need security in such an enclosed and crowded place?”

At Simon’s question Kazan scratched the wound around his eye.

“You were attacked by Corps Commander Magnus even within Roch Island Simon. Recently Magnus has been saving himself due to the crows chasing him but there’s nothing wrong with being careful.”

“Yes. I understand. Be careful…”

“Ah! Come to think of it!”

Cerne jumped in and put her arms around Simon and Kazan’s shoulders.

“This combination!

Simon smiled bitterly.

‘The naming is poor.’

“Go away.”

Kazan also said with arrogance.

In the end when Serene let go of her arm with a pouting expression Kazan beckoned.

“Follow me.”

Kazan arrived at the first floor of the glass tower which was in charge of summoning science. According to the description this entire building seemed to be a facility related to summoning.

‘oh!’

The sign attached to the door was full of schedules of events taking place in this building. In the New Summoning Contest there was also a dead end debate and celebrity speech program.

‘awesome. This is an academic conference!’

From Simon’s point of view who was interested in summoning science this place was tantamount to paradise. Eyes twitched left and right.

‘I want to see them all! I wish I had ten bodies.’

Simon goes over his schedule and finds his turn as well.

< Necromancer Student Thesis Presentation >

-Kijen Aland Sierra Moiran.

Besides Kizen it seemed that students from other schools had also come.

Today it was the turn of the 2nd year students to give presentations and tomorrow was the 1st year presentation.

‘It is expected!’

While Simon was looking at the schedule Serene and Kazan were fighting.

“You mean it’s five minutes?”

“Come with me.”

“Oh my how far do you plan to follow me?

“I will decide how far it goes.”

In the end Cerne and Kazan walked together.

Simon decided to take a seat nearby and wait. His mind was full of thoughts about where to go.

“Oh! Who is this?”

However the high-pitched voice woke me up.

“A noble Kizen student is also here.”

“It’s the elite of the elite.”

Two boys and a girl in green checkered school uniforms were approaching Simon.

Simon’s eyes widened.

‘no way.’

It was the first time he faced other necromancer school students.