Chapter 381

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 381

A few days later.

Beginner black magic hour.

The information the students desperately wanted flowed from Jane’s mouth.

“A test-related notice has been sent from the Keygen Headquarters.”

‘at las!’

Simon and the class A students couldn’t hide their tension and swallowed their saliva.

That vicious test that 200 or 300 first-year students were told would fail. Jane rustled as she unfolded the document from her assistant.

“The stage for this promotion test the 5th BMAT and the integrated test.”

Her voice resonated more clearly than ever.

“It’s a dungeon.”

Dungeon!

Simon clenched his fists. You finally get to enter that real unknown space.

“Look! Am I right?”

Dick chuckled.

The promotion test is divided into several repertoires each year. Last year I entered an island teeming with monsters and the year before that it was a dungeon.

This year since the ‘Island Survival Assessment’ had already been conducted Dick expected it to be a dungeon but his guess was correct.

“First of all there are papers you need to fill out.”

At Jane’s beckoning teaching assistants busily set down papers on students’ desks.

“...aha.”

Simon turned over the papers and let out a wry smile.

Among students it is the very document that is commonly referred to as a ‘physical renunciation’.

In a rough summary we are aware of the risks of this test and we will not hold the school responsible in any case while the test is being held.

Since it was a document that had already been written several times while going to Kizen the students looked rather surprised than surprised.

“The risk of this promotion test will be different from other tests so far.”

said Jane.

“All tests so far have been supervised and controlled by the Keygen Headquarters but this is not the test. You cannot receive help from anyone in the dungeon. Convenient teleportation magic that returns you to school when the barrier gauge reaches 0%- “

her voice.

“doesn’t exist.”

I sat down intensely in the classroom.

“Death in trials is death in real life. You never know what will happen in a dungeon and nothing can be guaranteed. If you’re going to give up now is your last chance.”

percussion.

She set the papers down on the lectern and sat down in a chair. Even her sitting posture exudes aristocratic dignity.

“You can make a living somewhere with a career that says you endured the first year of Keyzen to the end. The choice is up to you.”

good!

As soon as she finished speaking Dick signed the document first. Simon and the other students then grabbed quills and pressed their names and signatures onto the document.

How did he survive this far but he had no intention of backing down ahead of his second year promotion to Kizen.

“At least I don’t seem to have any cowards.”

As the assistants retrieved the documents Jane rose from her chair and returned to the podium.

“Then I will explain the test rules.”

Listening to her explanation Simon thought that the scale of the test was quite large like a keygen.

All first year students enter the dungeon. All of them wear an unbreakable artifact with a built-in ‘recording magic’ around their necks.

All students have one purpose. Clear the dungeon.

Dungeon is an extremely dangerous space so fighting with the same students is strictly prohibited. If caught you will be expelled.

And the moment the dungeon is cleared all tests are over.

“To put it the other way around.”

Jane emphasized.

“The exam continues until you clear the dungeon. It could be a week or a month. Or when new juniors enter next year you may not be able to come out of the dungeon.”

It’s tight.

It was a thought that popped into the minds of all the students at the same time.

After all the notorious Kizen’s promotion test. It was not for nothing that only about 300 out of 1000 first-year entrants survived.

And the dangers of the test were enormous and Jane was intentionally saying things to instill a sense of crisis in the students.

good!

Then a hand flashed up. He was the person everyone expected.

said Jane.

“I believe that there will be no students in Class A who lag just because the final exams are over. Please hone your abilities to the limit. It would be good if you also studied the basic common sense about dungeons. More than that.”

* * *

After the schedule and contents of the promotion test were announced students went into a frenzy.

The students in the other classes were also informed by the professor in charge so I could hear them talking about the dungeon throughout the meal in the student cafeteria.

[It’s a dungeon the size of a small kingdom...]

Simon was climbing the hill with Hersheba for a walk. Hersheba floating in the air and flying was forming a female figure from the surrounding sand.

[It’s amazing!]

“There is something else I want to ask you.”

Simon said.

“Is it possible to use the third power to invite opponents to your dungeon in other dungeons?”

[Of course you can!]

Hersheba said as if she was asking something like that.

[Is it difficult to understand because it is defined by the word ‘dungeon’? Space is just space. Whether I use it here or inside a dungeon my authority works properly. When the duration is over it will return to its original location.]

“That’s good.”

Hersheba frowned.

[But why ask that? I don’t want to use the 3rd power if possible.]

After the battle with Shatel Hersheba had been screaming all week. The aftereffects were quite large and even some symptoms of trauma were seen.

So Simon was studying how to use his superpowers efficiently in various ways by gently coaxing her into not moving.

“I just remembered...!”

Simone grabs hold of Hersheba and she wakes up! and made a surprised sound. She picked up a rock on the floor near her and tossed it lightly upward then smacked the floor with her staff.

‘Golden!’

Only the minimal amount of gold was progressing on the floor and the pointed roof of the golden structure on top of it accurately hit the falling stones.

“Isn’t it burdensome if you feel like this?”

[Yeah that’s true. ah! Don’t hold on too tight!]

Hersheba grumbled.

[The problem is the third power.]

“I’ll try to tune that as much as possible. I think it was too big to take out the mummy dragon at the end.”

Simon who had been testing his ability by vigorously swinging Hersheba in the air came to a forested place before he knew it.

“You’re in subspace now Hersheba.”

She blinked.

[why? The scenery here is pretty can’t we look around a little more?]

“Because if you go beyond this you the lich might have a hard time.”

-Meow!

-Nyan! Nyan! Nyan! Nyan!

At that time along with the sound of a cat’s cry two white and black kittens were running towards Simon.

“Hayang-ah! Kamang-ah! How are you?”

[What is it a cat?]

The two kittens rubbed their whole bodies against Simon’s feet demanding to be touched and hugged.

“You guys haven’t grown up at all.”

Simon grinned and picked up the two cats. It came in one at a time in his hand.

“Are you here?”

Then an old man with a white beard appeared in a uniform from the grass.

“Professor Farahhan!”

It was Farahhan the professor of divine defense class.

[Heo Eok! what? that person?]

Hersheba trembled. It was the first time she felt her divinity since becoming her lich so her reaction was natural.

Simon took care of her and put her in the subspace and moved to Farahhan’s house.

‘If you put an opponent into Hersheba’s dungeon one restriction will disappear.’

A confident smile crept across Simon’s lips.

‘A space only for me and Hersheba. Even in this test if you solve the recording artifact problem you will be able to use the divinity with peace of mind.’

everything i can do

Simon decided to move with all possibilities open.

“Now. Today let’s check the basics of new mathematics.”

“Yes Professor!”