Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 263
Simon approached the collapsed Claudia and asked.
“are you okay?”
“….”
She only nodded slightly.
I tried to get up but as soon as I lifted my hips the numbness in my body had not completely healed.
“I’ll help you to the waiting room.”
She shook her head.
“…Leave it alone.”
But Simon didn’t let it go.
She put her arm on her shoulder and slowly raised herself up so as not to be startled. It was so powerful that when Simon moved her steps were forced to move as well.
“….”
Claudia looked to the side with wide eyes.
The arena was in an uproar as they had to remove poisonous smoke and wipe the floor. The other minions didn’t even think about taking care of the two because they were so busy.
So the two left the arena and entered the hallway leading to the student waiting room.
Claudia looked at Simon. Even though I used my favorite paralysis drug I somehow hated him for walking well with strides.
Maybe that’s why Simon is so sane.
“…Byulya professor’s poisonous class.”
Claudia said aloud.
“It’s probably because of that class that you can move like that even if you’re paralyzed right?”
After hesitating for a moment Simon nodded slowly.
“Looks like there’s no relationship.”
“…haha.”
A weak laugh escaped from her mouth.
“Right. He’s the one Nephthys-sama brought so there must have been a reason. It can’t be a useless class.”
Claudia who was muttering to herself lowered her head again.
“Yeah it cut me to the bone.”
“what?”
“What you said two days ago. Actually if I could turn back time.”
A hoarse voice came out of her mouth.
“Actually you don’t want to do this do you?” I asked.
“Have you changed your mind now?”
“I can’t answer.”
Claudia shook her head.
“I am no longer an individual but a representative of the majority. I led the boycott. If I give up I will be betraying the people who have believed in me and followed me.”
I arrived at the door of the waiting room. Her Simon opened her door with one hand and then he supported her and sat her on the sofa.
“Get some rest.”
“….”
Simon turns his back and tries to leave.
“Simon.”
Claudia called him.
“Do you know what the real reason I’m leading the boycott is?”
Simon turned his back and looked right at her. It was actually a story that Simon was very curious about.
“What?”
“Byul Professor…”
Her voice trembled.
“Because you don’t look at us…”
“huh?”
“That’s right. Have you seen how much other professors care about their aspirants? They give special training and give hints like this. Because professors don’t want talented people who are related to their own performance to drop. Professor Barhill and Walther Professor Hong Feng and everyone do it. But why…”
Her voice was lamented.
“Why doesn’t Professor Byeolya look at us?”
“….”
“Professor is equal to everyone. Give everyone the same class to grow antibodies. If antibodies are grown in the bodies of competitors we the self-taught kids will be at a disadvantage and our chances of surviving until the second year will be lower. Why? Why does the professor make it harder for us instead of being nice to us?”
She touched her forehead with both hands.
“Yes I know! I’m a selfish and mean bitch! But Keygen is an infinite competition system! Is it so bad that I no we expect a little favoritism from our major professor?”
Simon kept his mouth shut.
Eventually her voice cracked.
“In this 2nd BMAT all the students who were self-taught had their rankings plummeted! Didn’t Meirin make a fuss about that base ranking dropped from 9th to 220th? It’s going to cost me! By the way but by the way Professor Byeolnight will do it the next day too…!”
Crying came out of her mouth.
“Just! You only feed poison!!”
“….”
“Isn’t this enough for me to feel sad? I didn’t want to fight with the professor either!”
Eventually she buried her face in her palms and let out a sad cry.
Simon could not console reprimand or placate him. Her emotional state was too intense for that.
“I hope you don’t suffer too much.
Simon rolled several words in his mouth and eventually stretched out his tail.
“You must have other ideas.”
She sniffled and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. But again tears poured down on her wiped spot.
“…Sorry. I’m just saying strange lamentations to you who have nothing to do with it.”
“are you okay.”
“I’m too lazy right now. I want to be alone.”
“Okay get some rest.”
Click.
Simon left the waiting room and closed the door.
Then he looked up at the ceiling and fell silent in his thoughts.
* * *
that evening.
Simon visited the lab in the middle of the night.
“Professor this is Simon.”
“Uh come in.”
When he opened the door Simon was startled by the sight unfolding before him.
‘No is this a human room? Is it a dump?’
It was an amazing sight in many ways.
All sorts of garbage and clutter were in a mess and the walls and furniture were rusted with poison from her body.
There was a woman lying in the middle of the mess.
“You came earlier than expected.”
Byeol-ya waved her hand and smiled. Simon quickly lowered her head.
“Oh hello Professor.”
“Come and sit down.”
“Thank you… Huh?”
My feet didn’t fall off. When she looked down she stepped on something that looked like glue on the floor.
It didn’t fall no matter how hard I tried.
“푸하하하하하!”
시몬이 끙끙대는 모습을 본 별야는 배를 잡고 신랄하게 웃어댔다.
시몬이 민망함에 얼굴을 붉혔다.
“우 웃지만 마시고 좀 도와주세요 교수님!”
“이거 써봐.”
그녀가 새끼손가락으로 귀를 슥슥 후비더니 정체를 모를 파란 사각형의 물질을 휙 던져주었다.
‘윽.’
시몬은 끈끈이가 붙지 않은 다른 발로 사격형의 물질을 슬슬 밀어 넣었다. 이내 그 파란 덩어리와 끈끈이가 만나자 거짓말처럼 끈끈이가 녹아 없어졌다.
“…제가 드릴 말씀은 아니지만 정리 좀 하고 사시면 안 될까요? 홍펭 교수님이 봤으면 난리 났을 것 같은데.”
“내 방을 어떻게 쓰든 내 맘이야!”
이내 두 사람이 소파에 마주 보고 앉았다. 별야가 턱을 괴며 미소 지었다.
“고민스러운 표정이네. BMAT 준비하다가 뭔가 막히는 게 있나 봐? 뭐든 말해. 한번은 무조건 도와줄게.”
“아 실은.”
시몬이 고개를 저었다.
“This 3rd BMAT found a solution on its own to some extent.”
“Oh yes? Celebrations. Then why did you come to see me?”
“There is something I want to ask the professor.”
Simon continued with a serious expression.
“After poisoning class what class are you planning to do?”
Hearing that she let out an absurd laugh.
“Why are you curious about that?”
“I met Claudia at the duel evaluation today.”
Simone explained an anecdote with Claudia. Of course the reason for her boycott which was her personal circumstances was omitted and she represented Claudia’s position as much as possible.
Byeol-ya listened to the story with a sullen face.
“Are they asking you?”
“no.”
Simon chuckled.
“It is purely my decision.”
“….”
Byulya closed her eyes without saying a word.
A long silence passed.
Simon waited patiently for her to speak.
“Ok fine.”
Finally her mouth fell.
“I was going to teach you my original Toxicology technique. Adapting to poison is just the preparatory step.”
Simon’s eyes widened. After all Byeol-ya had a plan.
“Wouldn’t it have been better if you had said that to the students in advance?”
She looked like she didn’t agree at all.
“There are apples on the apple tree.”
“Ah yes.”
“Hungry animals are waiting for the apples to fall. Then the apples say ‘Hello they’ll fall from the tree in a few hours minutes and seconds. So just wait and grab them.’ Are you going to let me know like this?”
“Oh no.”
Byeol-ya annoyedly raises both legs and bang! bang! put on the table
“Yeah that’s not it fuckin’! The aristocratic kids here have a filthy high nose so they openly demand a briefing from me? As a teacher do I have to bend over and explain to them what I’m going to teach them? I have to be evaluated and tested by the students.” sun?”
Apparently Byeolnight also had accumulated emotions.
“Hey did something happen?”
Simon asked with a worried expression. She held her silence for a moment then opened her mouth.
“When I first entered Roch Island the elders called me.”
she grinded her teeth
“I learned one thing from talking to those stuck-up bastards. I have to explain it every day but in the end I’m caught somewhere again and I’m constantly raising questions. The elders and those kids who refuse classes just don’t like me from the beginning!”
‘… Eh.’
Simon opened his mouth thinking that the valley of emotions was deeper than he thought.
“There may be such people. But Professor as I mentioned earlier there is also an example of Claudia. The students are dissatisfied because they do not understand the professor’s thoughts and educational views. I think this can be resolved through dialogue.”
“Ah that’s it!”
she screamed.
“Me and they each made their own choices. And we have to pay each other for our choices. They don’t teach you how to survive in the grasslands!”
“still.”
Simon said earnestly.
“This is not a meadow.”
Byeol-ya growled.
“What do you want to say?”
“In Keyzen it is natural for professors to appeal to students. Students have become accustomed to Keyzen’s culture and I think they may misunderstand why our professors don’t do what other professors do. They are still children. “
17-year-old Simon continued calmly.
“So can’t the professor talk to the students just once?”
“So do you want me to bow down and join that ridiculous class refusal movement?”
“no.”
Simon smiled.
“The professor gives the students a chance.”
* * *
Simon left and Byeol-ya remained in the lab quietly contemplating.
-What each other needs right now is a conversation. What kind of original will you teach me after the simple poison eating class? Could I just show you that?
His voice lingers in your ears.
“I’m sorry I made a useless promise.”
smart smart
Then a knock was heard at the door.
“Professor. Chief.”
“Uh come in.”
Senior Assistant Professor Maeng Dok-Hak with a pale face opened the door and entered with a nervous expression.
“Senior.”
“Yes Professor!”
“Get your teaching assistants and call all the boys who were boycotting right away and gather them together.
The face of the head assistant who was trembling with fear that he might do something bizarre widened.
“Kyo you’re a professor!!”
“Ai-san what is it? You suddenly screamed.”
“Ah sorry! I’m so happy… But what about business?”
Byeol-ya grinned like a conspiracy villain.
“Just say I have something to say.”
