Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 401

Simon and Bahil sat face to face and talked.

“I thought you went to the students’ promotion test together.”

“My role is over and I’m back. Student Hector took first place.”

As soon as they exchanged a few simple greetings Bahil got down to business.

“How was it?”

“yes yes?”

“In this case you would have used Compelonia wouldn’t you?”

A voice full of hope. Simon thought for a moment then nodded his head.

“Yes. I wrote it.”

Scared to finish the answer.

Bahil’s face twisted strangely.

Smile pleasure ecstasy.

Simon unknowingly shrugged his shoulders. Always gentle and kind he was showing off his raw expression.

“It’s done! Ha ha ha ha ha!”

Then he laughed out loud.

Only Simon’s pupils were shaking at the unfamiliar appearance of Bahil who twisted his body and splashed his spittle and let out a laugh reminiscent of a cry for ears.

“Then you must have seen it! The total set of knowledge beyond the gates!”

Excited he began to speak at a rapid rate using exaggerated gestures.

He spoke so fast that I couldn’t understand him 100%.

bookshelf.

library.

librarian.

These stories were pouring out over and over again.

‘Well something is strange. These are things I haven’t seen even with Compelonia.’

Bahil who had been talking on his own jumped up from his seat.

“So are my ambitions.”

he continued glistening with madness.

“I will put a curse on this world.”

“!”

Curse the world?

What do you mean?

Simon instinctively kept his mouth shut and waited for the story behind it.

“Of course it won’t be easy. But if you and I join forces it will be possible. The power to change the rules and even the rules of the world! Truly-“

he spread his palms

“It’s the power to rule the world.”

The pace was so fast that it was hard to keep up.

Simon said.

“Professor do you want to rule the world?”

“No way. I’m a necromancer to the core. I’m not interested in politics or governance. I just wonder how far I can reach in the time given to me. And.”

Bahil said with her eyes shining.

“If we put a curse on the world we will be able to build a more ideal society.”

“…An ideal society?”

“For example by putting a curse on the world like this: ‘Death to the murderer.

He continued to speak with an intrigued expression on his face.

“It is possible to eliminate hypocrisy and lies. It is also possible to eliminate hunger and poverty. Utopia is born. And we in the true sense of the word.”

His voice resonated sweetly.

“I will become the god of this world.”

“….”

Simon closed his eyes.

I understand Bahil’s ambition.

However his story is empty in the middle.

The moment he confided his reprehensible values ​​and ambitions Barhil is confident that Simon will understand him.

why?

“professor.”

Simon raised his head.

“Now I know for sure. The professor and I seem to have different directions.”

At those words Bahil made a shocked expression.

“It’s different from me? How come! Why! Could it be that you were lying about using Compelonia?”

“I definitely used it.”

“Then to the librarian on the bookshelf…!”

“Yes that’s the story.”

Simon interrupted Bahil and continued.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

then

Bahil’s face filled with madness was strangely distorted and the corners of his mouth trembled.

“Didn’t go to the librarian’s study? Then what the hell did you see?”

“The image I saw after activating Compelonia is darkness. And a being that resides there and can do everything but doesn’t do everything.”

Simon continued in a low voice.

“Because he was an existence that could only be described as ‘God’.”

thud!

Backing away Bahil’s back touched the wall of the hospital room. He slumped in his seat as if collapsing.

“You said you surpassed the study? There was something behind it?”

Simon also raised his upper body upright.

“It’s true that I saved my life thanks to the compelonia the professor taught me. He’s my benefactor and I’m really grateful. But.”

Simon bowed his head and looked at him again.

“As expected the reason why you taught me this skill was not only good intentions.”

“….”

“I plan to seal Compelonia from now on. And I’ll pretend I haven’t heard of this ambition.”

so Simon.

“I’m really sorry.”

Rejected Bahil’s offer to become a direct disciple and major in Cursed Studies.

* * *

that buck that buck

Barhil who had escaped from Simon’s hospital room was staggering toward his laboratory.

His gait was abnormal as if he had drunk too much.

‘…I had more confidence in Simon Pollentia than anyone else.’

His arms trembled like a side effect of a drug.

‘Simon is a genius or excellent so whenever I heard such a story I snorted. And he fell into a sense of superiority. Simon is not just that. The word genius is too narrow. Simon is a paradigm shifter! I’m the only one in this world who knows and is sure of Simon’s value! Called.’

As he stumbled along dangerously he banged his fist on the wall! It hit loudly.

‘however!’

His pupils trembled.

-Because he was an existence that could only be described as ‘God’.

Bahil scratched his head with bloodshot eyes. Her sharp fingernails ripped open her scalp and the blood flowed but it didn’t stop.

‘But even this Bahil! Did I underestimate him!’

One loser.

It was concluded that Simon opened the door of Compelonia and went to the study.

If Simon had gone to the ‘Library’ the cradle of rationality he would have perfectly understood that the most effective way to change the world is through curses and would have aligned himself with his own ambitions.

I only understand you

only you can understand

You should have been in a relationship like that.

Simon even went beyond the study. He probably went beyond the various stages behind him and really went all the way and had an audience with the existence.

Then the question arises.

Who the hell is Simon Pollentia?

Are you really human?

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!”

Even Bahil could not understand him now.

* * *

There are two days left for the first year students to return.

The first place in the alternative test was confirmed but it seemed that it would take a little longer to measure all the detailed grades and rankings of the students in the middle and lower grades.

Simon was also recovering in the hospital ward. His goal was to be discharged by the time everyone returned and to participate in the promotion ceremony.

and.

‘I said Hector was number one.’

Simon had the last event of his freshman year left.

Hector will never back down whether he recovers or not. Of course Simon also had a strong desire to compete with Hector at the end of his first year.

And to beat Hector the pinnacle of skill without Hersheba.

‘Mastery of chaos is essential.’

Simon held out his hands.

Learned a new skill from Farahhan. ‘Seonghyeol(聖血)’ is a mixture of holy spirit mixed with blood and quickly sent to the entire body to bleeding patients who need to supply blood.

I spread my left hand and drew blood with the magic circle and mixed it with the divine turning it from red to a faint pink.

Here with the cloud raised in his right hand.

Bring both hands slowly to the center.

Sssssssss!

Jet black and divine are at odds but Simon’s SM-1 is the base for all Clouds and Holy Blood made with it. The two energies mingled and changed like a shaking storm.

The two forces that had been tossing and turning eventually turned into a single sphere. The pink color of the Holy Blood deepened and turned purple.

A smile crept across Simon’s lips.

‘good.’

Chaos.

I thought I had a good name for myself.

It was because even now that it had turned into a single magical power it was mixing and dissolving repeatedly without any regularity. It’s like holding a scaled-down purple typhoon in your hand.

Since Farahhan taught me the Holy Blood last night I have come this far safely. Now I was constantly changing the ratio and looking for the golden ratio.

At that time the chaos was shown and Farahhan’s expression was worth seeing.

– I’ll send someone I can trust tomorrow morning. Show him chaos. Let’s think about how to use it together.

The time for that person to come is slowly running out. Concentrating on the sound of footsteps in the hallway he continued to hone the chaos.

‘But the person who will think about how to use chaos… who is it?’

smart.

A knock was heard. Simon who had been caught off guard because he couldn’t hear footsteps jumped in surprise.

He quickly dispersed the chaos into the air and dismantled it.

“D-Come in!”

Drooling!

Soon after opening the door it was a person I could not have imagined at all.

“Hahahahaha! It’s the first time I’ve seen you since the first semester! Simon Pollentia!”

A man floating in the air with his whole body blurry and his legs changed like ghosts.

Kizen’s fighting necromancer professor whom I hadn’t seen throughout the second semester.

“Ooh Professor Umbra!!”

Simon who did not feel the spirit during the first semester excluded the necromancer class after the second semester.

So his visit was even more surprising.

“Yeah I remember when you were in my class! You didn’t feel the spirit but you were a good ceremonial dance student!”

Simon blushed in embarrassment.

“I-that…!”

“Hahaha! It’s fine if you skip my class!”

The lower half of Umbra was a spooky ghost but he was a cheerful and fighting person.

“Rather than that I heard from Professor Farahhan! You have something to show me?”

“Ah. Yes.”

Come to think of it why are you Professor Umbra?

What does necromantics have to do with chaos?

Simon was a bit puzzled but decided to try the magic.

‘Because I don’t want to be caught using divinity.’

Simon raised a cloud in his right hand to draw his attention and sent his left hand behind him causing fresh blood.

Soon the two forces joined forces.

After a while it turned into a sphere containing a purple typhoon.

“It’s a new technology based on my cloud. I’m calling it chaos.”

“hmm…!”

Umbra’s eyes widened as he watched Simon’s chaos.

“I see! I see! What Professor Farahan said makes sense now! May I take a look?”

“Sure.

Umbra spread several magic circles around her and checked the reactions.

“How interesting!”

Umbra grinned.

“Yes that’s for sure! It’s temporary but it definitely has the nature of a spirit!”

Simon raised his head.

“S-Spirit?”

“Yes! Amazing!”

Of course it doesn’t have ghostly effects like real spirits Umbra said. The fundamental part was different but it was a story that they were compatible.

“During the first semester you must have heard an explanation of what a spirit is right?”

“Oh no.”

I remember doing strange dances and turning Ouija boards to death saying that you should feel the spirit first.

“Then let me explain slowly! I’m excited.”

he snorted.

“Since you’re aspiring to study summoning it’s better to explain this way! Do you know what a ghost-type undead is?”

“Of course! Aren’t they things like Banshee Wraith and Phantom?”

“Yes! You can see a lot of common ghost-type undead like lace in ruins and old abandoned houses. Think of spirit as the substance that makes up the ghost-type undead!”

When he spread his hands wide a magic circle was drawn.

“Necromancers can convert this jet black to create this ‘spirit’ the substance that holds the soul! Using this technology we can use the power of ghost-type monsters! That’s-“

Tuquaak!

A transparent window flew from the magic circle.

Black magic indoors!

Simon was frightened but the transparent spear just flew through the wall and hit a tree far away.

“It’s the basics of necromancer!”

“ah…!”

penetrated the wall It was the power to ignore the physical laws of necromancer.

“Your chaos technology seems to have other effects besides the ability to ignore the laws of physics! And compatibility with necromantic magic has been found!”

When he spread his arms ten magic circles made of spirit spread out.

“These are representative necromantic magics! If you know what works and what doesn’t work you’ll be able to set the direction for the future.”

“ah…!”

Umbra was extremely excited.

Simon said feeling a little embarrassed.

“Bar you must be busy so would you mind helping me?”

“….”

Umbra slowly lowered her arm.

“Actually for first-year professors Exception 1 is a special existence.”

Umbra felt regret every time she saw Simon active in black magic that he learned from other professors such as Summoning Matusology and Cursing at BMAT.

How envious he was when Aaron and Walter completed the Blood Golem and contributed to Simon’s performance.

The only regret was that Umbra was not able to give a necromancer skill to special case number 1 and just sent it away.

If Simon had a talent for necromantics. How many times have I thought so.

“But everything in the world! It’s fun because you don’t know what’s ahead!!”

Umbra showed her teeth and laughed.

“Here you the first exception are manifesting the anti-necromancer skills!”

“…haha.”

Umbra clenched her fists.

“There’s not much time left in the first year but don’t you have some lingering feelings for the necromancer you skipped?”

Simon nodded vigorously.

“I’d be lying if I said no.”

The 7 major subjects blood and blood fight.

Since I came to Kizen I wanted to learn all seven of these things but it was regrettable that I skipped the necromancer because I had no talent.

The eyes of the two men twinkled.

“Now try it.”

Umbra spread her arms.

“Let’s see how far you can go!”