Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 231
Simon entered Bahil’s laboratory.
‘…oh.’
Should I say it’s like Bahil?
If other professors’ labs were a bit complicated or disorganized Bahill’s lab was a neat and well-organized space that made them feel a bit like a mysore.
A simple interior with a combination of black and white tones flower beds decorated everywhere and expensive masterpieces hanging on the walls. There was a pleasant smell of coffee throughout the room.
And on the farthest wall was a whole huge blackboard. It was full of traces that Bahil had written and erased countless times.
“Sit.”
“Ah thanks Professor.”
As soon as Simon sat down on the sofa Barhill brought coffee.
It’s been a while since I prepared it but the coffee was getting cold.
Click.
However the moment I put the teacup on the plate it bubbling hot.
Simon looked at it curiously.
“I think I’ve said something similar before.”
Bahil sat cross-legged and set the hat on the table.
“It’s unfortunate that there is a prejudice that curses are only harmful. Among the magic circles that enrich people’s lives in fact there are almost no curse modifiers.”
Simon nodded quietly and took a sip of coffee.
Something warm and sweet felt good. If it was Bahil I thought I would enjoy a bitter high-quality coffee but the taste seems to have sniped the taste of children with significance.
“Classes are almost over so let’s go straight to the main topic.”
Bahil opened a bookshelf-shaped subspace in the air.
He took out a thin book from there put it on the table and pushed it toward Simon.
Simon brought the book back to him and opened it.
It was a book containing the components of the curse magic circle.
“Professor. This is…”
“Simon Pollentia. A set of curses developed for you.”
Bahil said in a rather cheerful voice.
“You won’t find it in any book. It’s the only curse in the world.”
Simon looked at Bahil with embarrassment before joy.
“Why did you do this to me…”
“If there are outstanding students isn’t it the educator who wants to teach? Let’s say it’s a priest’s kite.”
Simon put the book down in surprise.
“Professor Bahil! This is too much for me.
“Ah no need to say more.”
Bahil raised his hand and smiled.
“I don’t have any other intentions. If it’s special case number 1 any professors want to bury my trace little by little. If you’re a student and learning is your job you just have to accept it.”
Simon looked at the contents of the book with a slightly thrilled expression.
I know that Bahil is not a man of ostentation. If he said there was only one there really would be only one.
There were four curses in all in the book.
Strangely however the explanation is overly brief. The explanation of the formula was almost omitted and the effect of this curse was not clearly explained.
“You will feel that there is little explanation.”
Bahil said as if he knew.
“There are many reasons for this but the biggest one is to not damage Simon’s creativity.”
Education inevitably defines something for the learner. Since the learner also prioritizes the acquisition of knowledge problems of accepting the teaching as it is can arise.
But those flashing bases Simon used to activate Exjust. In order to save all of those things Bahil left room for Simon to ponder and think a little more.
“The second reason is that I want Simon students to learn the framework for studying curses.”
“ah….”
They say there is no favor without a price.
To learn these four curses taught by Bahil it will take a considerable amount of study.
“If Simon learns all four curses in the book within the 2nd semester I will give you a gift.”
“A gift?”
“yes.”
Bahil launched four curse magic circles in the air in the north south east west and west directions in turn. And I drew only the base of the empty magic circle in the center.
‘What are you trying to do?’
Bahil then stretched out his fingertips and took out the specific rune words and formulas from the other four magic circles and transferred them to the central base.
Just like a plate at a buffet restaurant only the necessary formulas were picked and formed into a magic circle in the center and only a few new formulas were added to it.
“This is a magic circle that you can learn only when you have mastered all four magic circles.”
In fact the four curses in the book were just a means to teach Simon one of these curses.
rattle! rattle!
There was a sound like engine sound and the magic circle in the center began to spin with a brilliant light. Simon who was watching it quietly let out an astonishment involuntarily.
‘beautiful….’
Did you say that the magic circle is an ecosystem?
Although he couldn’t understand all the formulas and flows Simon thought it was the most sophisticated magic circle he’d ever seen. So he was beautiful.
“The name of this curse is Compelonia.”
Barhill said.
“It’s a curse that can artificially open the target’s compéllo.”
“Compelo?”
“It means entering the realm of absolute truth that great necromancers sometimes experience. How many times have you experienced it?”
The corner of Bahil’s mouth went up.
“In every battle or at a crucial moment have you not experienced some great miracles without your knowledge?”
Simon’s body trembled.
Of course experienced.
There were too many.
When you changed the Irish ratman skeleton to a gray rat in the first lesson when you wore the Prince’s crown and used Unlearned Corpse Explosion when you slashed a saint when you sanctified zombies and used Eucharistic Explosion.
just such a miracle.
‘…I can open it at will?’
* * *
“professor!”
Simon went out of the lab and Cheheckle the senior assistant who had been waiting anxiously nearby entered the lab.
“No big deal? Didn’t you make some weird mistake with the student again?”
“Sure. Well done.”
Bahil smiled lightly and gestured as if to go outside.
While walking out of the lab Cheheckle let out a low sigh.
“I really want to do this.”
“I understand the disappointment that the attention that was exclusively focused on you was divided with someone else. Cheheckle.”
“Please fix the one I resigned from last time.”
“I can’t even tell jokes.”
Looking at Bahil who even laughed out loud uncharacteristically Cheheckle shook his head.
“I have a question for you Professor.”
“Tell me.”
“It’s a magic circle that I developed with great effort for student Simon but isn’t it too rough? I thought that if it were a professor’s personality he would sit the student Simon he cares for so much and carefully eat from one to ten with a spoon.”
Bahil let out a small laugh.
“I tried to get Simon into curse studies throughout the first semester but I failed. I learned a lot from my failures.”
“oh.”
“Simon wasn’t tamed that way.”
The word taming wasn’t very pleasant so Cheheckle narrowed his brows.
“What do you want to say?”
“This should be shown more directly than a hundred words.”
Bahil and Cheheckle put a curse on their bodies to cause cognitive impairment and went into the Kizen Library. After the afternoon class many students were sitting at their desks studying.
The two were able to find Simon’s figure without difficulty.
thud!
He set down the cursed science textbooks piled up like a tower and placed the textbook he had received from Bahil earlier in the center to study.
‘Okay you’re dying.’
Cheheckle looked at Bahil’s expression and thought.
“To sum it up it’s like that. No matter how much I show interest I thought it could be a burden to others.”
“Wow you just realized that. That’s amazing.”
“That’s the way Simon is tamed. Not by feeding them but by motivating them and letting them find out and study on their own. Look how much do you focus on studying the curse?”
Bahil said with satisfaction. Cheheckle shrugged.
“I’m glad you learned something from failure. Isn’t that a curse that a freshman can learn on his own?”
“They’ll come to see me then. I told them to come anytime after the Cursed Science class if they’re stuck or if there’s anything they want to ask.”
“It’s a make-up class. It’s like… uh wait!”
Cheheckle’s brow narrowed.
“Isn’t this Professor Aaron’s method in Summoning?”
Bahil’s face had a slight tinge for a very short time then it disappeared.
“I don’t know why senior Aaron is appearing there. Cheheckle.”
“That’s right! You benchmarked Professor Aaron’s style! Somehow he said he understands people’s minds unusually.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
Cheheckle sighed as he watched him casually pretend.
“Simon!”
Then I heard a voice calling for Simon.
The two heads turned. The boy who always hung out with Simon. It was Dick Hayward from class A.
“Wow traitor! Were you studying alone again?”
Simon laughed bitterly.
“It’s just a moment.”
“It’s the weekend tomorrow! The four of Meilin and I are going to go to Professor Hongfeng’s villa?”
“Oh really? I have to go there.”
Simon got up from his seat and grabbed his textbook. I saw Bahil staring at Dick trembling with rage.
Cheheckle shouted as he hugged him.
“Hey crazy! What is that spell! You can’t curse students!!”
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t get caught.”
“Ah! This stupid professor is really…!”
* * *
The weekend passed quickly like a flash of light.
Simon studied new hematology techniques and Bahil’s 4 curse sets over the weekend and in the spare time he went to the ruins of Fear and trained in corps operation together.
And Keygen announced that it would start the 2nd BMAT test this week.
Students who thought it would start at least next week were upset and started preparing for the exam in a hurry.
Rumors have spread now.
In Keygen he showed a fairly naked move of ‘sweeping all weapons throughout the kingdom’ and there were additional rumors that he was calling in treasure hunters and trap experts from all over the country.
The professors were also teaching mainly defense and search black magic during class.
So most of the students prepared for this test thinking that it was ‘dungeon exploration’.
The students held a treasure hunter study and studied trap disarming. Some fast-footed students even recruited treasure hunters and took tutoring with a communication crystal ball.
Everyone in Kizen was busy trying to survive somehow.
“It’s a pity that it’s not the information warfare I wanted.”
Dick said on the way to the restaurant. From his point of view there was a feeling that information was released too easily.
“From Keygen’s point of view it’s right to organize the exam so that students can fully understand and prepare for it.”
“what.”
Meirin who was walking beside Simon gave an objection.
“Since when did Keyzen care about students so much?”
Kamibarez nodded in agreement.
“Wouldn’t it be more keyzen to come out with a completely reversal theme from what everyone expected?”
“Now now. Didn’t Professor Aaron say during the school opening ceremony that themes could be a bit extreme? In other words even excellent students whom Keygen singled out could fail. In the first exam last time that Recon or something got 90 points in necromantics. The ace of class B also failed.”
“The variable is too big.”
Simon nodded and Dick quickly nodded.
“That’s right! More than anything else the purpose of exams at schools is more to motivate students than to evaluate students’ abilities. According to the current information exploring dungeons and avoiding traps will be correct!”
“so.”
Simon pointed out Dick’s outfit.
“What is that attire?”
Dick wore a long golden necklace around his neck fashion subspace rings on his ten fingers and a fancy top developed by the latest designer over his school uniform.
Dick said ‘Mmmhhh!’ and let out a sullen laugh.
“I touched some money these days and made me feel better!”
“Are you touching some money?”
“As soon as I found out the information I bought all the Treasure Hunter books and sold them for 1 gold per book.”
Meirin and Kamibarez jumped up and down.
“Hey! What is that crazy profiteering!”
“Dick! 1 gold is too much!”
“It’s not profiteering it’s sense. Sense. People buy it but who’s stopping it? I sold it for 1 gold but some guys resell it for 3 gold.”
“Making money is good.”
said Simon looking at Dick rather anxiously.
“You know it’s useless if you fail the test right?”
“…hmm?”
Dick clapped his hands as if he hadn’t thought of that.
Meirin clicked her tongue with a pathetic expression.
“Student Simon!”
Simon turned his head. A summoning assistant with a familiar face came running.
“Professor Aaron is looking for you right now!”
