Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 320
“Eh what is all this?”
The dark underground passage which I thought would last for a long time turned into a living wall at some point.
The crimson-colored walls showing blood vessels and veins swayed and moved as if they were alive and breathing.
The feeling of being in the belly of a beast Simon recalled the time he rode the nether whale.
‘This is the basement of the school building?’
self.
self.
And in this passageway I could see the limbs and limbs of countless monsters swaying and moving.
“Back off.”
Kazan cut it off.
“From there it’s uncharted territory. Even I a bodyguard can’t guarantee your life.”
“….”
Simon bit his lip and hesitated but Kazan spoke again.
“It’s good to reveal the truth but your life comes first.”
In the end Simon nodded with a hard face.
I wanted to know what was in there and what Walter was up to but anything more smelled really dangerous.
This alone is enough for achievement.
“Let’s go back.”
* * *
Simon and Kazan safely escaped from the building and returned to the dormitory. Dick put on a startled look at the two exhausted men.
“Where did you two go? Didn’t you just have a glass of wine?”
Kazan quickly threw away his clothes and went straight to the bunk bed covering himself with a blanket.
Simon replied with a wry smile.
“I just trained late at night. Kazan took care of Matu.”
“Keuhup. I’m envious! Me too with Kazan…!”
Few.
Before he could say that something like a spit flew into Dick’s throat. Under the covers Kazan held something like a stinger stick to his mouth.
“Uhhhhh.”
Dick fell into bed and snored.
“It’s a sleep acupuncture that I often use. I’m going to sleep well.”
Kazan pulled back the covers and revealed his face.
“As soon as the day dawns I will inform Nephthys with the information I have gathered so far.
“Yes please.”
“You too grow up.”
Kazan said getting back under the covers.
‘ha.’
Simon turned off the light in the room and lay down on the bed but could hardly sleep.
The terrible sights he saw there haunted his mind.
What was that?
Where was it?
Is Balter really the bishop of Blood Heaven?
And what is Keygen up to?
Simon was a little sleepy that morning.
* * *
the next morning.
Although we had had an amazing adventure the night before the sun came up as always and the routine began.
Today was the day of the Mathuhak class.
And the place where the class A students arrived riding hippos was like a training ground they had never been to before.
Here various wooden dolls scarecrows straw bales etc. Some rather classic training tools were installed.
“Come come sit down!”
Matou Professor Hong Feng clapped his hands and said.
The students sweating all the way from riding the hippo gathered at their seats with drinks in their hands one by one.
“Today I’m going to simply drink the things I’ve learned so far!”
Dressed in training clothes she walked with a light gait and stood in front of a nearby rock.
“Now look at the skills I use and guess what skills they are!”
She put her hand on the rock.
Whoops!
Out of nowhere a rock dug large around her hand. She said her students out loud even though she was amazed.
“It’s chwita!”
Hongfeng’s original strike weapon ‘Chwita’.
It was a magic technique based on the principle of gathering jet black in a fist or palm and then exploding that power all at once.
“Good work! Assistant bread?”
Bread climbed onto a rock and covered it with his shield. He didn’t dodge Hongfeng and slammed his fist into the shield.
Boom!!
Her fist went over the wooden shield and nicked the rock behind it once more. The shield was fine.
The students answered in unison.
“It’s heaven!”
A penetrating weapon that allows you to directly hit the opponent’s body ignoring armor or armor.
Hongfeng nodded lightly and lowered his stance. She seemed to have jet-black wrapped around her right hand and saw a jet-black blade protruding slightly like a dagger in her hand.
Let her swing the air with it.
Zeng!
The large boulder split in half showing a neat cross-section. The students shouted in front of them.
“It’s a bayonet!”
This time Hongfeng’s original technique the mounting sword.
It was a skill that could serve as a ‘blade’ that was lacking in martial arts which mainly uses fists and legs and was a martial arts technique with excellent versatility that could also be used for long-distance attacks.
After demonstrating the three techniques she bowed with her fists and palms together. Loud applause from the students poured in.
“Everything you learned at least once right?”
Hongfeng waved his index finger.
“Then I’ll raise my arm now! Out of these three things I can’t do even one of them yet!”
Suddenly there was tension all around.
I could see two female students raising their hands sweating profusely. It turned out that Toto who was sitting in the back seat was also raising his hand.
Hongfeng spoke again.
“I know how to do one of these though!”
Almost half of the students raised their hands. Meirin Kamibarez and Dick were included and more than half of them belonged to this category.
“Then two!”
The rest of the students were seen raising their hands.
There were quite a few of them but they were very confident faces. Among the people Simon knew was class president Jamie. It seems that Matou also had strengths.
“Then everyone knows how to write!”
Most hands went down and only four new ones came up.
“Oh come~”
Students who saw the scene exclaimed or whistled.
Simon who raised his hand made eye contact with Hector who was raising his hand with a frown at a distance.
And the other two were matu science majors.
“Okay! There will be individual differences in the way you learn but in the end train so that you can freely hit cheoncheok and bayonet! At least you should learn all these skills.”
she added with a smile.
“Is it possible to fight on an equal footing with the teaching assistants?”
It was.
The last performance evaluation announced by Hong Peng was a 1:1 matou match with an assistant.
“Today we’re going to train these skills hard! Wake up everyone!”
After a brief stretch training started right away. Teaching assistants went around and looked at the posture and skills of the students.
Students who could write more than two tended to learn the other quickly.
Simon was already able to use all three skills so he had some leeway.
“Hey Simon.”
At that time Meirin shuddered and approached Simon.
“Yeah what’s going on?”
“Hmmmm.”
Mei-Lin her cheeks flushed chose her words then spoke forcefully.
“Ha if you’re free you can’t just look at the bayonet…!”
“Students who can do all three come this way!!”
Simon’s gaze returned to the assistant instructor’s cry. Mei Lin internally shouted ‘Evil!’ and let out anger but she tried to smile awkwardly.
“Oh it’s nothing. Go quickly!”
“it’s okay.”
Simon said ignoring it as if it didn’t matter.
“You’re more important. I’ll teach you so brace yourselves.”
“…!”
Mei Lin’s face turned red like a blush.
This guy sometimes.
It’s very ghastly but there were times when it hit me with a hook.
“What do you know how to write one thing?”
Simon asked.
“Chwi chwita.”
“Then let’s start with the Cheonjuk. If you know how to cheat you can learn faster.”
Simon corrected Meilin’s posture and gave her tips.
“Aren’t we used to casting jet black on things we touch?”
Simon said while gently holding Meirin’s wrist. Her shoulders trembled.
“It can be a little difficult because of the habit of remembering jet-black. When using the celestial spirit it’s important to be aware that you’re passing jet-black instead of spilling jet-black as usual. “
Gently he raised his right hand behind the back of her white hand which Simon held onto. Then when she raised the darkness the darkness came out from under her palm.
“How is it? Can’t you feel my darkness?”
“….”
“Maylin?”
“Uh uh uh! I never feel it! Yes!”
she stuttered in reply. Simon smiled and continued his explanation.
“Intentionally oblivious to the object in front of you focus on the object beyond. Now try it…”
“Simon Pollentia—!!”
A man of large size approached with a loud cry.
It was Bread a teaching assistant in matou science. He who was about to pour out his irritation at any moment snorted when he saw Simon and Meirin holding hands.
“Ha! What did you do? Are you dating?”
“Muh what are you talking about!”
Meirin who quickly withdrew her hand screamed loudly. Bread looked at Simone pretending to pick her ear.
“Those who know how to do all three go towards the training ground. Teaching is up to our assistants.”
“Okay I’ll go. I’m sorry Maylin.”
After Simon headed to the training ground Bread crossed his arms.
“Has he been teaching you cheonchim? Give it a try. I’ll teach you much better!”
Meilin glared at Bread with a puzzled expression and then tried to use a celestial chest in the air.
“That’s not it!”
Brad shouted.
“There’s no strength no strength! A little more parbat! Cheack! Try it!”
‘What is Pabat Chandak?’
She tried a few more times but Bread beat his chest in frustration and tried to activate his own celestial heart. She then asked her to follow suit.
“Why can’t this work! Pavat! Cheack! I told you to do it! Just follow what I do!”
“That’s it. Thank you.”
Meilin glared at Bread with a puzzled expression and walked away with her blue hair flowing.
I thought this person would never be able to work as a professor for the rest of his life.
* * *
Meanwhile Simon has arrived in front of the training ground.
The course here was pretty systematic. There were rails on the left and right of the training course and things like wooden dolls were moving on the rails. The wooden doll was rotating with several wooden arms attached to its body.
Coincidentally a trainee of Mathuhak was practicing running between the rails. As the wooden doll rotates the wooden arms approach the student and if the student quickly knocks them off the joints of the arms are bent and can pass.
Then Hongfeng said.
“Come on Jimon! It’s Jimon’s turn next!”
Simon asked with a puzzled face.
“What is all this?”
“It’s a driving evaluation!
She smiled.
“We are giving the top performers a chance to challenge first without any burden!”
Fuck!
In the end the student who took the course first bumped into a shield approaching in the middle and fell out.
‘I see.’
Basically it seemed to be a course that had to be passed by freely using chwita cheoncheok and bayonet in the course of matou.
“Is that possible?”
Simon smiled at Hongfeng’s question.
“Yes I think I can.”
Hongfeng sent an OK sign. The teaching assistant saw it and shouted.
“Simon Pollentia student! I will challenge the training ground course!”
At the word Simon other students snooped over as if there was something interesting to see.
‘Simon Pollentia?’
Hector also approached with a hard face. The other two fell but Hector passed by a narrow margin.
He crossed his arms and gritted his teeth.
‘Well it won’t be easy this time.’
Simon took a deep breath and stood in front of the training course.
