Chapter 1010

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 1010

“What advice does the student council president give to ordinary students like us?”

“It’s...about Meyrin.”

The moment I heard those words.

Cindy, Jamie, and Claudia simultaneously covered their mouths and suppressed laughter.

“?”

While Simon was blinking with a blank expression on his face, the girls secretly exchanged glances with each other and said, ‘Hmm!’ I tried to erase my smile.

“What happened to Meilin?”

“...I feel like he’s been avoiding me for some reason these days.”

Simon’s voice became gloomy.

“I don’t think we ever really talked about things other than work, even in the student council room. “I guess it’s because I keep hiding the fact that I am the commander of a treacherous army?”

Cindy Vivace stared at Simon quietly.

“hey! “You’re asking because you really don’t know.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Ah, this is frustrating! That’s right!”

Up!

Jamie and Claudia simultaneously covered Cindy’s mouth from both sides. Eup! Cindy struggled but never let go. Soon the two people spoke with embarrassed smiles.

“I think Simon doesn’t have to worry too much about the Meilin problem!”

“That’s what I said! Time will solve the problem! “Don’t force yourself to do anything!”

Simon scratched the side of his head.

“Is that really true?”

“Sure!”

“Don’t you trust my motive? “How much time did we spend together with Meilin?”

In the end, Simon nodded.

“What are you talking about so happily?”

The three people’s heads turned at the same time at the sudden voice of a third person.

A tall woman wearing a dignified white and black uniform had her hands on her hips. Everyone’s eyes widened.

“Professor Jin!”

Beaky eyes reminiscent of a hawk stared at the students. Everyone, including Simon, bowed their heads.

‘It’s the Grand Duke of the North! It’s the real Grand Duke of the North!’

I heard an excited Cindy mumbling like that.

Jin’s appearance was now familiar to students in the Summoning Department, but he was still an object of envy for students in other departments.

“I have a moment to talk with the student council president.”

A solemn and authoritative voice rang through the air.

“Would you please leave for a moment?”

“yes yes! sure!”

“Excuse me!”

The three female students quickly disappeared.

Soon she cleared her throat once and looked at Simon. Simon smiled naturally.

“grandee! long time no see! How have you been?”

“I am the same as always.”

Now that she was alone with Simone, her charismatic eyes relaxed.

“How are you feeling?”

The first day after revealing that he was the leader of the Army of Betrayal.

She was asking about that sentiment. Simon spoke honestly.

“I feel relieved.”

You no longer have to worry about deceiving someone and hiding your identity.

“The kids who left earlier were also in third grade, right? “Did your classmates treat you like they always did?”

“Of course...!”

As Simon was about to answer with a simple answer, an image of Meilin turning her head away, avoiding his gaze with a shadowy face, flashed across his mind.

“Of course! haha!”

I stuttered slightly.

Jin just closed his eyes and replied, ‘I’m glad.’

“Even if something bothers you, don’t overexert yourself. It’s only been a day or two since I revealed my identity. “You must also know how to pass time carelessly.”

Simon also nodded. It goes without saying how important mental health is to a necromancer.

“Please refrain from traveling outside the continent for the time being, and stay on the safe island of Locke so that you can focus on your studies.”

“yes!”

“And actually, this is the main point.”

She made a complicated expression.

What are you talking about? As Simon was waiting quietly, she came closer and spoke in a low voice.

“The commander of the 6th Corps, the regent, is dead.”

The veins bulge in Hector’s clenched fist.

‘...Simon Pollentiaga, Commander of the Legion of Betrayal.’

Hector stared out the window with his eyes lost in many thoughts.

* * *

Two days after the Keygen new student entrance ceremony.

Finally, the core of Kizen, the 329th graders, all gathered in the main auditorium.

The banner above the podium had the words “Kizen Highest Grade Course Orientation” engraved on it.

A new semester had begun and everyone was very excited. They were chatting loudly about things that happened during the vacation and asking about everyone’s well-being.

There were several topics.

“Professor Jane is finally announcing the overall rankings and the new Top 10 today, right?”

“Ugh, stop the blood.”

People talking about sex.

“I heard from a senior who graduated the year before last, that the third-year course at Keygen is truly hell! “They say the sky turns yellow.”

“okay? “Isn’t there a bit more outside activity?”

“Seniors tend to glorify the past. “No matter what, it will be more rigorous than the second year course, where you learn the most.”

People talking about third year courses.

“Did you hear? Simon, the student council president, was the leader of the army of betrayal. “I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the newspaper article.”

“Are there about five bodies? “What did you do as a corps commander while attending school?”

“...Honestly, I’m disappointed. “In our region, we can’t like a treacherous army commander if we want to like him.”

And there were people sharing stories about Simon.

While everyone is chatting loudly.

Jump, jump, jump.

In an instant, the surroundings became quiet.

I saw four people passing in front of the students sitting in their seats.

Vice-President Meyrin, Secretary Dick, Secretary Camibarez.

And what catches the eye more than anything is the blue-haired boy walking around waving the coat symbolizing the student council president worn over his school uniform.

A heavy silence fell.

“Never mind, Simon.”

Dick said, chuckling.

“It’s because it’s the first day.”

“huh.”

Simon also just walked forward quietly. Even classmates whose faces were familiar to me were not talking to me, perhaps because of the rigid atmosphere.

at that time.

“Simon!”

There was one person who spoke to me right away.

Not only does he have the personality to not pay attention to what other people think, but he is also not in a position to pay attention to what others think.

Cernet was waving her hands, her ivory hair flowing.

“Serne, it’s been a while.”

Simon also approached her happily. Cernet said with a fox-like smile.

“Does your complexion look good?”

“I’ve mostly just been sleeping.”

As we chatted lightly, the tension eased.

Simon thought he was receiving a lot of help in many ways, whether it was during the summit or today, the school opening ceremony.

“Oh, and.”

“?”

Simon lowered his voice.

“Do you have time this weekend? “I have something to talk about.”

Cerne laughed softly.

“Oh my, are you asking me out on a date?”

Meilin, who was glaring at me from behind, could be seen shaking her shoulders. Cernet laughed and looked at Simon again.

“Um, I don’t know. Is it time? Maybe I should take a look at the schedule? But I’ll still make time.”

“thank you. “It’s an important story.”

Soon the two people ended their conversation. They walked forward again, and Cernet was seen smiling and returning to his seat.

Soon, the student council members were sitting in the front row.

“Have you all gathered?”

All third graders jumped up from their seats at the familiar voice.

Again and again.

A woman was approaching, making the sound of her shoes.

Today again, it is Kizen’s Vice President who is dressed in a tight suit, with neatly groomed short hair, and looking back at the students with his characteristic cool yet dignified gaze.

It was Jane Olivia.

“Welcome to Kizen’s highest year course.”