Chapter 302

Chapter 302

A woman in a formal suit with neatly trimmed, short hair stepped behind Bahil and Belya harassing students with a disapproving glare and a clipboard held at her waist.

Bahil clicked his tongue but smiled nonetheless.

"It's nothing, Vice-President."

“...I feel like I just heard a tongue click, but I'll let it slide. The ceremony is about to begin. Please return to your seats."

Bahil returned to the great hall alongside Belya, who was laughing in delight, and the other students.

Just as Jane was about to turn back and go in...

"Professor Jane! We've safely returned!"

Simon greeted her with a smile. Jane glanced back and lightly nodded.

"You have. I am glad you all made it back without much trouble."

Watching her turn back and leave, Rick muttered,

"Professor Jane is like a stone. I thought she'd soften up a bit if we got closer to her."

"Is that so?"

Simon laughed.

"I feel like she's quite pleased to see us."

“...You must be crazy."

"Simon~"

Simon looked back toward the voice calling his name.

"Ah, Cami!"

Camibarez approached with short, quick steps, in her uniform after a long time. The bat wings on her back were flapping with delight.

"Hey! What was that? Did Professor Jane say anything?"

Behind her was Meilyn, her light blue hair flowing behind her like a river.

"Nothing, she just said she was glad to see us back safe."

"The Professor Jane did? That's unexpected."

Camibarez came closer and smiled.

"Classes are starting back up now! Let us do our best!"

She cheered as she clenched her fists in excitement.

Everyone's expressions softened. For some reason, they felt relaxed and healed.

"Of course! Let's survive this fourth BDMAT, and go on to the fifth one as we—!"Nnêw n0vel chapters are published at novelhall.com

"You're not dead yet, you trash?"

Rick turned his head.

A huge man, Hector, was sneering with his hands in his pockets.

"What a shame."

Around him, Hector's infamous faction snickered and chuckled.

Hector's expression became serious when, after a good bit of sneering at Rick, he momentarily looked at Simon. Then, he turned his back, saying, "Let's go."

His faction followed after him.

"Hector, come on! Tell us about when you fought against three priests in the neutral area!"

"Wasn't it five priests?"

Meilyn sighed as she watched Hector's group bustle about.

"I wonder when they'll grow up?"

Rick chimed in, chuckling.

"They don't even annoy me anymore. They're just children who need some attention."

Camibarez pushed the three of them forward.

"We should hurry and go in, too!"

* * *

Upon entering the great hall, Simon and his group were stunned.

"Wh-What is all this?"

An astonishing scene unfolded before them. The straight rows of seats in the great hall were gone, replaced by round tables.

And in the center of the room was a buffet with all kinds of luxurious food ready to be eaten.

Chefs bustled around, filling plates with freshly cooked, piping hot meals, and musicians were playing classical music at the front of the stage.

"Wh-What? A banquet?"

“...This is insane."

The students were excited. Simon and his group quickly grabbed one of the round tables in the front before the other students arrived.

They took off their uniform jackets and hung them on the chairs to claim their seats, then went to grab some food.

'There’s so much food I've never seen before.'

Simon, who used to live in the mountains, couldn’t keep his eyes in one place. He could never get used to parties like these. He first filled his plate with familiar foods and returned to the table.

The other three had returned first and were already chatting.

No two people had grabbed the same thing. Rick was all about the carbs and fish, Meilyn preferred salads and pasta, and Camibarez liked meat dishes.

"Would you like to have a glass of wine?"

A tall waiter approached. Rick asked back, surprised,

"C-Can we drink alcohol? Even if we're in school?"

"Nefthis has given special permission just this once."

"Wow!"

It was obvious that Kizen had put a lot of work into this banquet.

Just as the murmuring reached a climax, the lights dimmed and the music stopped

Then, a spotlight shone on the stage, the musicians quickly getting out of the way.

You could see the broadcast servants quickly setting up the standing loudspeaker crystal balls.

Step. Step.

Everyone's eyes focused on the direction of the footsteps.

Simon's eyes widened.

It was Aaron, dressed in a formal suit rather than his usual sloppy attire.

“...”

There was dead silence as a tremendous amount of tension began to surge among the students.

Aaron approached with an expressionless face, checked the standing loudspeaker crystal ball, then looked at the students.

"It's not..."

Aaron smirked at the tense faces of the students.

"It's not what you think it is, so you don't have to be that nervous."

Pheeewww......

Sighs of relief escaped all throughout the hall.

"First, let's get the paperwork done."

As soon as Aaron said that, the servants buzzed around each of the tables, giving the students documents and quills.

'Wh-What is this all of a sudden?'

Simon opened the document and checked the contents.

Name:

Gender:

Major:

Minor:

Usable dark magic and proficiency:

Medical Conditions:

Traumatic experiences:

"Medical conditions and traumatic experiences? Why are they asking us that?"

Meilyn crossed her arms questioningly. Camibarez also mumbling,

"I-It's a little... suspicious. Haha."

"I don't know if I should answer this honestly."

As Rick was racking his brain to pull off some tricks, Aaron said,

"Don't think of trying to pull one over on us, and just write the truth. It will be for your own good."

Just then, a hand was raised. Even without looking at the face, Simon could now recognize her by her posture and the bracelet on her wrist.

"This is Jamie Victoria, Professor! We're still in our first year, so we don't have a major!"

"For the major, write the subject you're most confident in."

Answered Aaron.

"Also, it does not have to be the subject you are responsible for in your group. There must be some who are choosing a subject that isn’t their strong suit because of the group composition. Write the subject that you are best at."

With those words, Meilyn used her quill to draw two lines through the ‘Curses’ she had placed as her major, replacing it with ‘Mechanics of Jet-Black'.

After that, another student raised their arm.

"Will this be seen by other students?"

"Only the authorities of Kizen will be able to see it. Don't worry about that."

And so, the great hall became silent for a moment, yet it was abuzz with quills scratching across parchment.

Simon, who had proudly written 'Summoning' as his major, was pondering about his minor.

'Minors are your second best subject, right?'

Curses, Combat Dark Magic, and Hemomancy naturally came to Simon's mind, but if he had to choose, it was Combat Dark Magic that he was most confident in and used most often.

Since this wasn't really something that locked in your choice, he decided to put down Combat Dark Magic.

'I-I can't help but think of Professor Bahil's angry face, but... it should be fine.'

Aaron stepped up to the stage again after all the first-year students had filled out their documents.

"Let me start with the important announcement first. Also, starting with the fourth BDMAT, there will be some changes, so please pay attention."

Rick pointed excitedly to himself.

"See! I told you, I told you, right? I said there would be changes!"

"Okay, we get it, so can you please shut up?"

Meilyn blushed and looked around. He was an embarrassing groupmate, as always.

Simon turned his head back to focus on the stage and Aaron.

He picked up the standing loudspeaker crystal ball and walked to the far end of the stage.

"First..."

Aaron unfolded a new piece of paper.

"I would like to introduce the necromancer who will be supervising the fourth BDMAT."

Simon's eyes widened.

'You're saying there's another necromancer who'll supervise the test? It won't be Kizen HQ?'

It seemed like something really had changed.

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