Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 275
“Hey can you use divinity?”
“…!!”
At Farahhan’s question Simon felt chicken meat rise all the way up to the back of his neck.
How?
How are you not?
Simon desperately kept a smile on his face but the muscles in his face stiffened inevitably.
My mouth was dry and my throat was throbbing but I managed to squeeze in a word.
“I’m not sure what you mean Professor.”
“haha!”
From Simon’s point of view the old man who had suddenly become a fearful being smiled benevolently as he played with his beard.
“I’ve lived with divinity all my life. I feel a weak aura of divinity in you. Most of all when I touched your body in class earlier.”
Farahhan spread his palms.
“There was no extreme rejection reaction which a Necromancer should have. Aside from your painful reaction your body accepted my divinity without any resistance.”
Simon’s face went pale. Was it training to recognize that from the beginning?
“I know your concerns.”
Farahhan said in a soft voice.
“It’s fine to leave it as it is and go outside. This old man has no intention of harming the young man who has a bright future ahead of him.”
“….”
Simon was still unconcerned.
There is no easy answer.
I don’t know if Professor Farahhan is still a trustworthy person or not and I don’t know what to do with myself.
However I thought it was meaningless to pretend that I could not use divinity in front of this person. He was a master of divinity and it must be because he had certain convictions that he prepared this place.
‘In fact if the professor of divine defense studies testifies to the Keygen headquarters it will just end there.’
Kizen has become extremely sensitive to spies after the incident. As a divine user if she were interrogated she might even leak the facts about Richard and Anna.
At that time Farahhan who read Simon’s hesitant expression stood up.
“Anyway this old man was too impatient. You may leave today.”
“….”
Should I give up and prepare for the next opportunity?
no.
As long as you know the secret of this side over there there’s nothing good about procrastinating.
“continue.”
Simon didn’t get up.
“I’d like to hear from you Professor.”
At those words Parahan’s eyes lit up. It wasn’t an answer but it was a word with a very positive meaning.
“You don’t look like a young person these days. Not many young people are prepared to talk to old people with patience.”
He began to untie the neat uniform he was wearing.
“To earn your trust I must first tell you about my situation.”
flutter!
The moment Farahhan pulled back his uniform to reveal his upper body Simon was startled.
Numerous ‘permanent magic circles’ were ticking and moving on his chest and abdomen.
“As you can see my life is in the hands of Kizen Headquarters.”
Farahhan said.
“One snap of their finger and this old man instantly goes back to dust.”
“Aren’t you being too harsh? No matter how much…!”
“I’m grateful.”
Farahhan brushed his beard.
“We were in a situation where we betrayed the Federation and had no way out. There was no need for Necromancers to save us. But Nephthys-nim himself showed mercy.”
he chuckled.
“Aren’t I living on the other side of the world getting a decent job and using my knowledge for young people? My last years are happier than anyone else in the world.”
“….”
“Of course the situation is the same for my teaching assistants. The permanent magic circle is a control measure attached to the keygen headquarters in exchange for working at the school. If the priests are released to the keygen without any means of control the parents can’t stand still.”
His eyes turned to Simon.
“You and I who have divine powers among Necromancers are in a similar situation. I think this old man sympathizes with and understands your difficulties more than anyone else in this respect.”
A simple expression with a carefree smile.
Seeing how perfectly he could convey his true feelings to others I even thought that I would never ignore age.
Simon sighed and said.
“…What do you want from me?”
“Your question is backwards.”
Farahhan smiled.
“What do you want from me?”
“!”
“You are a student and I am a professor. You are a learner and I am a teacher. Yes for example.”
Farahhan’s voice diminished.
“If you want I can formally teach you white magic.”
in that word.
Simon’s heart started pounding and beating fast.
“I do not deny that you can handle both pitch darkness and divinity. Do you believe in fatalism?”
Simon shook his head.
“Oh no.”
“I think the goddess gave you divinity as a necromancer for a very important reason. To be more explicit.”
Parahan’s eyes became serious.
“I even think that the reason I arrived at Kizen before this old man died was to meet you.”
Simon’s mind was complicated.
A sudden secret white magic tutoring offer.
[Ha ha ha ha ha!]
Out of nowhere I heard Peer’s huge laugh in my head. Simone was startled and shook her shoulders.
‘No you’re surprised Peer! Since when have you been watching?’
[That old man is truly insane! You’re going to teach white magic in Kizen the sacred ground of necromancers? Hehehe!]
Simon pondered for a moment before asking.
‘Will the peer object?’
[There is no reason to object! During the Saint Woman Incident I also experienced the bizarre state of the goddamned ‘Divine Undead’. In addition you also used a technique called adult body explosion. You are already so involved in divinity that you cannot step out.]
‘….’
More than anything else Simon remembered Anna’s voice.
-Because half of Simon is made up of his mother. I hope Simon will pay attention to where her mother was born and lived.
No matter how much he denied it half of him was already a priest.
Above all else divinity is also my asset. Even if he became a necromancer he thought there was no need to bury this power.
I want to learn anything that I can learn.
“…Professor me.”
Simon looked at Farahhan with a trembling voice but with determined eyes.
“I want to learn white magic.”
As if waiting for that answer Farahhan smiled happily and nodded.
* * *
Farahhan briefly tested Simon.
It was because the future direction of education could be determined only when Simon’s level of white magic was known.
“Amazing! Very amazing!”
Parahan couldn’t help but admire the extension.
Simon didn’t concentrate on one subject but he was able to use a variety of skills. Of course the divine arrow which is the basic attack skill.
Heal and Cure the basics of healing.
Strength Haste and Endurance in Blessings.
In addition the defense technique of guardian science was also possible.
The reason he learned so widely was of course not because he had received lessons to become a priest but because he had trained to act as a priest in the Holy Federation.
“The basics are solid. I think I’d believe it if I said that I was a Priest at the beginning of the semester at Epenel!”
In fact Simon had a history of fooling numerous Heretic Questioners in the Federation.
“I don’t know who taught it to me but I learned it really well.”
Simon smiled lightly. At the same time he was grateful for Farahhan who did not ask who he had learned from.
said Farahhan frantically moving his quill.
“I’m excited to be teaching white magic after a long time. Are there any white magic you want to major in?
“Mmmmm well.”
Simon thought for a moment and said.
“Perhaps… can I learn new mathematics?”
“It’s possible but you can’t even start classes without Shinsoo. And finding a Shinsoo in the land of the Dark Union will be like picking stars from the sky.”
“I guess so.”
First of all I decided to find my aptitude among the 7 subjects of Ephnell while learning evenly.
‘I didn’t know that Keyzen would talk about white magic.’
Simon raised his head and looked out the window.
‘Is Lethe doing well?’
* * *
sky island.
Efnel Headquarters.
“It’s great. It’s really great.”
Rahl the archbishop of the Holy Federation and professor of divine mechanics was frowning. In front of her a female student dressed in a white Ephnell school uniform was sitting on her chair.
“Look at the accidents you’ve had this week.”
Charleuk.
Rahl said scattering papers in front of the desk. The female student slightly turned her gaze to the side and put on a rebellious expression.
“Classmate beating upperclassman assault beating assault beating assault.”
Rahl who was reading through the papers put a hand on his forehead and sighed.
“Why are you fighting with people like this? Lethe.”
The girl with snow-white hair and golden eyes snorted.
“They quarreled first. He kept confessing something and bothering me so I just got angry with him. Dating at Ephnell is a violation of school rules that even the professor hates.”
“Violence is a bigger rule violation!”
Rahl yelled out loud then grabbed his throbbing head.
“Please as the first chief of Ephnell’s selection! No before that conduct yourself as a female follower. What are you a 6-year-old boy who fights back and forth? Why do you keep beating people up! !”
“If you’re a female believer why don’t you beat people?”
As Lethe grumbled cynically sparks flew into Rahl’s eyes.
“Lethe!”
“Honestly I think Ephnell is too rigid and obstinate. There is a body style that suits your position social status and gender and if you don’t keep it nagging and nagging.”
“Doesn’t Lethe know too well! How a godly heart comes out of a godly demeanor! It’s the basics of a priest!”
“Even if I wear it so solemnly it doesn’t really increase my divinity and my divinity doesn’t change even now when I’m messing around with kids.”
Rahl sighed heavily. What did this little boy do wrong?
Even though her personality is a bit harsh and savage Lethe who had been pious as a priest had changed a bit from a certain moment.
Yeah maybe vacation was the starting point. After the vacation from the second semester Lethe seemed to have doubts about everything forced by Epenel and the Holy Federation.
Who did you meet and what influenced you?
“It’s an attitude that doesn’t reflect at all.”
Rahl glared at her coldly.
Lethe is a key talent in Epenel and a big man who will lead the federation in any way in the future.
The next ‘Saint of Purification’ has not yet appeared but she is also the overwhelming number one candidate for the Saint of Purification.
Rahl was getting on Rahl’s nerves asking if the upper floors weren’t taking care of Lete. Before she became a saint someday and ascended to the position of a demigod she thought that it would be better for her to fix her habits now.
“Get down on your knees Lethe.”
“yes.”
After replying in a low voice she got down from the chair and knelt on the bare floor with an expressionless face.
“From now on I will instruct you to fast and pray for 12 hours. While praying to the goddess I will definitely reflect on what I did wrong…”
“Professor Rahl!”
The door burst open and a monk jumped in. Then when I reported something in a whisper Rahl frowned.
“I’m leaving right now.”
Rahl jumped up and glared at Lethe who was kneeling.
“Remember it’s 12 hours.”
“Yes. Let’s go~”
Lethe said as she put her hands together and prepared to pray.
Rahl gasped and went outside with the officials.
“Laugh.”
She immediately got up and walked to the side door without looking back.
“Am I crazy? Doing things like that foolishly.”
