Necromancer Academy's Summoning Genius - Chapter 59At the same time, in Bahil's laboratory.CRASH!CLANG!Bahil, his eyes bloodshot, was throwing everything he could get his hands on.Statues, trophies, and research equipment crashed to the floor, shattering. “Haaah! Haaah…!”In an instant, the surroundings became a chaotic mess.Bahil leaned against the wall, panting heavily. His chief assistant, Chehekl, seemed accustomed to the sight, leaning against the wall with her eyes closed.After a moment, when the surroundings quieted, she opened her eyes.“Are you done venting, Professor Bahil?”“……”Bahil strode over and slumped onto the sofa. He then reached for the table, grabbed a pipe, lit it with dark magic, and took a drag.“Huuuuuh……”A long stream of smoke drifted out. Seeing this, Chehekl frowned.“Professor, no smoking indoors……”“Just this once, please pretend you didn’t see it, Chehekl.”But Bahil abruptly threw even the pipe he was smoking.It shattered into pieces as soon as it hit the wall.“……Why!”Bahil shouted.“Why don’t you understand my true feelings, Simon Pollentia!”He irritably swept back his bangs and let out a long breath. Still not appeased, he suddenly sprang to his feet.“You are a genius! A genius among geniuses, one who appears perhaps once every few hundred years! Why are you wasting that insane talent on Summoning Studies? I simply cannot understand it! Summoning Studies is an old, outdated discipline! No matter how well you do in Summoning Studies, you’ll only become a second Professor Aaron! Why don’t you realize that?!”Unable to contain his frustration, Bahil began scratching his body wildly, as if he were itching all over.“Your maximum potential! Is Professor Aaron! Think about how that person, Kizen’s Special Case #1 student, with legendary talent, is treated at Kizen now!”His arms trembled as if in a spasm, then he collapsed onto the floor.Bahil’s gaze briefly drifted to a faded picture frame far away.“……”It showed a youthful version of himself and Aaron in Kizen uniforms, with their arms around each shoulders.The two boys’ faces showed no worries. They were simply smiling brightly.Probably the brightest period of their lives.But Bahil knew better than anyone. They had come too far to ever return to that time.“It’s unbearable, how pathetic they all are.”“……Professor.”“To see such brilliant talents willingly throw themselves into the abyss! I cannot bear to see that again! Only I can revive Simon! Only I can polish that raw gem and process it into the brightest jewel in this world!”“……Just be honest, Professor.”“Honest? That sounds good.”Bahil sprang up.“I want him.”A strange smile spread across his lips. Veins bulged on his clenched fists.“I want him like crazy! Simon Pollentia! I absolutely must make him mine!”Here we go again.Chehekl wore a resigned expression.“For him, I am prepared to even shave off my soul. By any means necessary! I will make his supreme talent blossom and create a second Neptis!”Bahil spread his arms.“My devotion! My effort! My sincerity! My soul! My life! In exchange for elevating him to the realm of gods, I want only one thing!”He laughed with a distorted expression.“For him to serve only me as his master.”“……Ugh.”“When someone asks Simon how he reached the top, Simon will answer, ‘It’s all thanks to my master, Professor Bahil!’ Ahhh……! Just thinking about it sends shivers down my spine……!”Chehekl shook her head, watching Bahil tremble with madness, then turned to leave.“I’m going.”“Chehekl.”Bahil approached her.“I am a person who must obtain what I desire.”Bahil strongly pulled her arm. Then he grabbed her chin, pulling her into his embrace.“Just like you.”“……”His eyes were like those of someone appreciating a beautiful work of art.Conversely, Chehekl, looking at Bahil with a pathetic expression, kicked his leg hard with her shoe. Bahil winced and recoiled.“That’s workplace sexual harassment, Professor Bahil.”“You were the same as a student, still no charm, Chehekl.”Bahil straightened his shirt collar and said,“How can the talent meant to succeed me be so stiff?”“Didn’t you correct that Simon Pollentia is to succeed you, Professor Bahil?”“Oh, not at all.”Bahil’s lips curled upwards.“Simon Pollentia isn’t just someone who will succeed me; he’s a talent who will one day surpass me! He’ll stand shoulder to shoulder with Lady Neptis! As an educator, I am merely expressing a legitimate desire! No, it would be abnormal for an educator, by name, not to feel his blood boil upon seeing such a talent. But are you going to keep saying my possessiveness is vulgar?”“Isn’t monopolizing the right to teach one student a vulgar possessiveness?”“Oh dear, you never give an inch.”Bahil put his hands in his pockets and tilted his head back.“I’ve had a good idea.”“……What now?”“Right now, Simon Pollentia is somewhat satisfied with his Summoning Studies. He even triumphed in Professor Jane’s Cyclops practical with Summoning Studies. That was the problem from the start!”Bahil’s eyes gleamed with madness again.“What Simon needs to experience now is a bitter defeat. Only then will he look back at himself, consider what the problem is, what went wrong, and then reconsider which path to choose!”“……That makes sense. So, how will you inflict defeat on such a genius?”Bahil’s mouth stretched into a demonic grin.“Isn’t that too easy?”***Classes proceeded at a tight pace day by day. This was, of course, due to the duel evaluation.Even Professor Eric Aura, the Jet Black Mechanics professor, whom Simon had thought of as a thorough theoretician who taught from the origins of runes, had moved on to combat practicals.The other professors were no different.Whether actively reflecting student needs or not wanting to lose future major students, most professors focused on combat dark magic this week.Thanks to this, students’ duel evaluation repertoires became greatly diversified. Of course, this condition applied to all first-year Kizen students.Today, after morning classes and an early lunch, Simon was on his way to the next class with Dick.‘My second and third classes are both Hemomancy.’The Hemomancy classes, which had been delayed due to the professor’s circumstances, were scheduled for the entire week. Because professors were often active Necromancers, schedules like this were common.And at the same time.“No Summoning Studies at all this week.”Simon sighed deeply. Dick shrugged and replied.“Professor Aaron is apparently on a business trip.”It was a shame. With the duel evaluation season, Aaron would surely have taught offensive magic, which would have been a great reference for Simon.Even if not, there would have been an opportunity to ask how he could fight equally with other students using Summoning Studies.“Huh?”Dick, who was biting into a sandwich for dessert, stopped walking.“Simon! Look over there!”“Hm?”“The duel evaluation matchups are up!”In the direction Dick pointed, a large bulletin board was visible, already swarming with students.The two of them quickly ran over.‘My first opponent since coming to Kizen.’Simon, with a pounding heart, searched for his name.‘I just need to avoid a few monsters.’Neptis’s daughter, Lorraine Arcbold.Ivory Tower successor, Serene Eindark.Giant hybrid, Shatel Maer.These were the three he absolutely had to avoid. He thought he could somehow fight anyone else.‘Ah, found it.’[Arena 2 - Round 1, Match 12]Class A Simon Pollentia vs. Class G Haren Koke‘Who is Haren Koke?’It was a name he’d never heard before. Dick seemed to be in the same boat, chuckling.“Rigang Chopra? What a unique name. Is he from Shahed?”“Dick, you don’t know him either?”Dick nodded and looked at Simon’s opponent.“Haren Koke from Class G…… Should I try to find out about him? Like his specialty or preferred major?”Simon scratched the side of his head.“That would be too much trouble for you.”“No, Rigang is also in Class G, so I’ll be looking into him anyway. It’d be good for you to have information on your opponent, right?”“Yeah. I’d appreciate that.”Simon turned his gaze back to the bulletin board.Haren Koke. What kind of dark magic would this student fight with? The duel evaluation didn’t feel like a simple brawl.It was a stage where students could exchange dark magic and most clearly compare their achievements.It would be a lie to say he felt no pressure, but at the same time, his heart pounded with excitement.“I wish classes would end quickly.”Dick blinked, hearing Simon’s muttered words.“Huh? Why suddenly? You like attending classes.”“I have some personal training to do tonight.”Dick chuckled.“This guy’s going to stomp on people again. What training now? Honestly, how many kids can even counter your Martial Arts and killer kicks?”“……Don’t call them killer kicks. And Martial Arts isn’t my main focus this time.”“Then what?”“I’m going to fight with Summoning Studies.”Dick’s eyes widened in surprise, then he grinned.“Should I do the Mei-rin version? Or the Kami version?”“……What’s that?”“Anyway, choose.”“Mei-rin?”Dick put his arms across his chest with a prim expression, then sharply turned his head. He then said in an exaggerated feminine voice,“I clearly told you! To fight with Martial Arts.”“Pfft!”Simon laughed so hard he spat.Dick, who was proudly smiling at his friend’s satisfying reaction, was suddenly hit by a bag flying from the side and fell.“Just die!”Mei-rin was fuming, her face bright red. Beside her, Kamibarez was covering her mouth, desperately trying to suppress her laughter.“Ah, why! It sounded the same even when you heard it…… Aaaargh!”“Dieee!”***As soon as classes ended for the day, Simon used Kevin’s stable route to cross over to Rochester.‘It’s been a while since I’ve been in Rochester at night.’The streets, which were so lively on weekends, felt a little unfamiliar now that they were dark and quiet.He wore a robe over his clothes, as it wouldn’t be good to be recognized as a Kizen student, and there were many boys and girls, like Simon, wearing robes.‘First, the Necromancer shop.’Simon headed to the Necromancer shop he had visited recently.“Welcome~”Last time, Lowen was working part-time, but this time, a young man with a monocle was sitting at the counter.‘This must be the shop owner.’Dick had vaguely told him about him.A Necromancer who had made it to Kizen’s second year but was pushed out by the competition, and now settled in Rochester, running a shop.Simon bowed respectfully.“Greetings! Senior!”The shop owner smiled awkwardly.“Haha, senior? A Kizen student like you doesn’t need to do that.”Simon raised his head.“But you made it to second year……”“I’m a dropout. A current Kizen first-year is much more valuable than an old former student.”Still, he didn’t seem displeased, smiling. In fact, many people who settled and ran businesses in Rochester were former Kizen students like him.Perhaps unable to forget their shining Kizen student days, or perhaps due to some longing or nostalgia, they couldn’t leave Kizen, choosing to live around it instead.The reason why Kizen students, mostly high-ranking nobles, couldn’t cause trouble in Rochester was precisely because of the presence of such people.“Anyway, what are you looking for, student?”At the shop owner’s question, Simon’s eyes gleamed as he answered decisively.“I want to create a Skeleton Archer.”
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