Summoning Genius of Kizen Chapter 116The 'Noble' club room was located on the top floor of the Second-Year Central Hall building.From a vantage point overlooking the beautiful Kizen landscape, surrounded by mountains, rivers, and castle walls, a man walked across the carpeted floor. Second-year students whispered in low voices as they saw him.He was a figure who couldn't help but become an issue in Noble.The first-year Special Admission Student No. 10, Malcolm Randolph. He had been summoned to Noble.Swish.A second-year female student waiting by the door lightly waved her hand. Malcolm nodded briefly and turned his gaze to the door."Ready, first-year?""Yes, well.""Prince... no, President. The first-year is here."The female student opened the door.The luxurious room was revealed, but the lighting was dim. Antique furniture, tables, and fruits on plates looked as if they had faded.And a man sat in a large chair reminiscent of a throne.It was Andre, the president of Noble and the third prince of the Dresden Kingdom. He sat with his legs crossed in an arrogant posture, resting his chin on his hand."Have a seat.""Yes."As Malcolm sat down, Andre gestured with a flick of his hand. A woman in a maid's uniform approached with silent steps, placing a teacup and refreshments in front of Malcolm.Malcolm inwardly clicked his tongue.'...Crazy.'This woman wasn't a subordinate.To make a second-year Kizen female student, equal in standing to Andre himself, wear a maid's uniform and treat her like a servant.She, too, seemed embarrassed by the situation, keeping her head bowed low.'The rumors were true.'He didn't know what weakness she had, but if the Kizen Student Council or faculty found out, the school would be turned upside down.However, even if someone exposed this fact and made it public, it would likely be dismissed as a childish prank by a prince, and Andre, being royalty, would get off with a flimsy disciplinary action. On the other hand, the informant would experience hellish days.Having seen such absurdities in the world often, Malcolm quickly adapted to the situation. He truly waved his hand dismissively, treating the senior female student like a maid.She bowed her head and left, and Andre smiled faintly, seemingly pleased with the sight."Do you know why I called you here?""Not at all."Malcolm answered plainly, raising his head."My very presence here would surely tarnish Noble's reputation.""I know. You're the son of a vulgar gang leader, after all."Malcolm's eyebrow twitched at the word 'vulgar', but he didn't react beyond that.The core question was why the third prince of the Dresden Kingdom had called him.And Andre's subsequent words more than compensated Malcolm for suppressing his anger."I'll give you the opportunity to join Noble."The maid from earlier approached and carefully placed a quill and an application form down.If you have a brain, you'll know this is a crucial moment for a turning point in your life.""......"Andre leaned forward, lacing his fingers together."It's a chance for a trashy gang to connect with the powers-that-be in the Dark Alliance. Your father might jump for joy when he hears this news."Gangs were violent organizations that committed crimes, but they had to collude with local and central powers to facilitate their business.However, if they could enter this place, filled with the true powers of the Dark Alliance, the gang's size could grow several times over."......What are the conditions?"Bringing a gang leader's son into Noble was like splashing sewage on a precious pearl.What could be the reason for doing this, even at the cost of damaging their public image? Malcolm thought it was highly likely that an absurd condition would be attached."It's nothing much."Andre grinned."Your opponent for this Duel Evaluation is Special Admission Student No. 1, Simon Pollentia.""Yes, that's right.""He rejected our membership offer."Andre ran a hand through his hair."Such utter humiliation. If it were any other student, I'd just let it go, but it's the first time in 20 years that Special Admission Student No. 1 has rejected Noble and joined another club. Yes, 20 years. A very important tradition has just been broken."Andre gritted his teeth."And it had to be when I'm the president of Noble.""......""Already, external pressures are pouring in like crazy. At this rate, even after I graduate, I won't be able to look the senior presidents in the eye."Andre leaned back against the chair with a tired face and sighed. Then he picked up the wine glass beside him and took a sip."So, what I need to do is retaliation?""No. It's not retaliation, but upholding tradition."Andre said, his eyes gleaming."Isn't there a perception in Kizen? Be careful of Noble. If you make Noble your enemy, it becomes terrible. Even if things are going well, if Noble targets you, everything starts to go wrong. We're just re-enacting those common traditions once again."Andre pulled something from his pocket and tossed it to Malcolm.It was an artifact engraved with the emblem of the Dresden Royal Family."Senior. Lending another person's artifact in the Duel Evaluation is against the rules...""It's not a loan."Andre smirked."It's an advance payment. From now on, this artifact is yours. You can even register it as your property at Kizen.""......!!"Malcolm's mouth fell open."In front of countless spectators, use the power of this artifact to overwhelmingly crush Simon. And at the moment the duel ends, make this mark."Andre moved his hand, drawing an 'R'.That was the emblem of the Dresden Royal Family.That's right. Defeat Simon, and attribute the victory to Noble and Andre.I understand what you mean."From Malcolm's perspective, there was no reason not to do it.The situation was easy to understand.Andre's pride had been deeply wounded, and he was under external pressure. So, he wanted Simon, who had so blatantly rejected him, to pay the price and re-establish Noble's authority. To do this, he would accept Malcolm as Noble's pawn.It was perfectly understandable. In this world, a noble's pride was more precious than life itself."I've been lying low lately due to various issues, but it seems I can't anymore. We need to show what happens to those who defy us through the downfall of Special Admission Student No. 1. Soon everyone will know. Simon Pollentia never truly deserved to enter Noble in the first place."Malcolm now clearly understood what Andre was planning."I accept your instructions, but wouldn't it send the biggest message if you, Senior, stepped forward and crushed him?""You lack dignity."Andre chuckled."And most importantly, there are professors who look favorably upon Simon Pollentia. What does it mean that the Curse Research Society and Sadam specifically sought to recruit Simon? It means Professor Bahil and Professor Syllage are behind him.""Understood. Then I will legally and directly crush him."Malcolm gulped down the hot tea in front of him. Then he picked up the artifact, put it in his pocket, and drew the R-shaped emblem of the Dresden Kingdom."In front of many people, I will show that Noble is still alive."Andre grinned."Exactly."***Simon found it hard to concentrate in class today.And for good reason."Everyone! Gallen has completed your subspace artifact! He said to come pick it up today!"His Overlord's dedicated subspace was finally complete.During class, his mind was filled only with thoughts of the artifact. His body was in the lecture hall, but his mind was in Rochester.As soon as classes ended today, Simon immediately ran to the Mutant club room."Senior! Quickly!"He badgered Benya to get ready, and then used Kevin's stable route to exit the city walls."Wow, Kizen had a place like this too! You're only a first-year, but you know this place so well!"Benya, crawling through the narrow tunnel, continuously exclaimed in admiration. She looked at the stalactites and trickling underground water with wonder, then looked ahead and said,"Simon! Can I go first?""No, you can't.""Huh? Why?""......Ahem, you just can't."Both of them safely passed through the narrow tunnel and entered Rochester. The meeting place was a quiet open space on the outskirts of Rochester."Miss! Simon student! I've been waiting for you."Gallen placed his fedora over his chest and bowed. Simon tried to ignore the pitiful sight of his thinning hair, which seemed to have receded even more in the center, and returned the greeting."Gallen! Is it really finished?""Yes, I stayed up all night, but I'm glad I could meet the deadline! Here it is."Gallen presented a ring case. Simon immediately took it and opened the case.If his previous subspace ring had been prism-colored, this one was a brilliant golden.Simon casually shoved the case into his pocket and quickly tried to put on the ring when Gallen added,"Ah, you should wear that ring on your left hand.""Really?"Simon put it on his left hand as instructed."Then I'll test it right away. The gesture pattern to open the subspace is to comfortably let your left hand hang, then open and close your fist, then open and close your index and middle fingers simultaneously, and then open and close your fist again."Simon nodded and performed the gestures as instructed.Then, with a hum! a subspace opened behind Simon's back."Wow!"It was a custom size, perfectly fitting the Overlord. Since Simon only intended to put the Overlord in this subspace anyway, it was sufficient.Simon took the Overlord out of its original subspace, and then, with Benya and Gallen's help, put it into the new subspace.Flash!Zap!As the Overlord entered, the magic circle on the floor beneath the subspace lit up. Soon, the entire subspace became brightly illuminated as if a light had been turned on."Let's keep the main subspace open to understand the structure. Now, all preparations are complete. Infuse Jet Black into the ring.""Yes!"As Jet Black was infused into the ring, elegant black patterns appeared on its otherwise smooth surface."First, the basic function. This ring reads the user's will. Perceive that you want to open a subspace within 5 meters of your surroundings.""That's all it takes?""Yes, it does."Simon gulped and looked to his right shoulder. Then.Hum!The subspace immediately opened. Simon instinctively controlled the Overlord's thoughts.Whoosh!The Overlord's leg extended out from the opened subspace."Wow!"Benya exclaimed and clapped, and Gallen nodded with satisfaction.'The thought transmission is definitely clean and uninterrupted. It really is different.'Simon looked behind him.A hole had opened in the floor directly beneath the Overlord's body, and the Overlord was pushing its leg into it.When Simon manipulated its thoughts to retract its leg slightly, he could see the Overlord's leg retracting a bit from the hole in the subspace. It was proof that the two spaces were properly connected."How is the thought connection?""It's good! It's perfect!"After trying a few more times, he felt it was beyond perfect.There was no need to specifically command the Overlord to insert its leg. He just had to open the subspace in the air and give the command to attack the target, and the Overlord would automatically push its leg in.He could completely erase the pre-actions from his mind and focus solely on combat."This is the result of countless image training sessions, observing how Simon student handles the Overlord, and contemplating the best method.""......Haha, I'm actually touched.""But it's too early to be surprised."Gallen's eyes sparkled."Because the most important function of this subspace comes next!"
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