Chapter 1066

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 1066

Simon returned from enjoying various parts of the festival with Sasha.

Looking at Sasha’s smiling face, she seemed very satisfied. She was a member of the Pentamonium, but because of the tight security, she never leisurely walked around the streets.

After finishing the walk, Simone took her to the building where Sasha’s hospital room was located.

“The good news is that you will be able to go back to school after the festival is over.”

Simon said.

“Professor Jane said that if there were no major problems with your body, he would push ahead with your return to school.”

“really?”

I’m so happy! She was screaming and running around holding on to Simon. Simon patted her shoulder and then opened his mouth.

“By the way, I saw your profile.”

“?”

“What about those strange hallucinations? Do you see it often?”

She shook her head and smiled brightly.

“I can barely see it anymore!”

“That’s a good thing.”

Simon placed his hand on the top of her head and then straightened her back.

“If anything happens, please tell me anytime.”

“huh!”

“Sasha! “You’re back!”

Just then, the researcher with the foamy beard who was in charge of her came out to meet her. Sasha complained, saying, ‘It’s too fast,’ but Simon scolded her, saying that she would be able to hang out with him as much as she wanted when she went to school soon.

“And you can look forward to the undead parade on the last day.”

“I can’t come out of the building?”

Simon grinned.

“don’t worry. “I will make sure you can see it no matter where you are in the Pentamonium.”

* * *

It was a little late talking with Sasha.

Originally, the plan was to meet the Summoning Department students in front of the teleportation magic circle, but it was said that everyone had already arrived and went into the dorms. Simon also headed straight to the dorm.

Pentamonium was famous for its tower structure with a transparent exterior wall, so much so that it was nicknamed the ‘City of Glass’, and the accommodation where students stayed was on the upper floor of the glass tower. It seemed like the organizers were paying attention after hearing that Kizen students were coming.

When I arrived at the upper floor of the glass tower, both large doors were wide open and a familiar and loud voice was heard.

“The scenery is crazy!”

“I’m a Kizen student for this taste.”

“Why are the facilities so good?”

When I went inside, I saw that it was a room large enough to comfortably accommodate dozens of people.

It was divided into a boys’ room and a girls’ room, and the boys were each sitting on the sofa or lying down on the bed and resting. And a group of students were pressed against the glass wall, looking down.

“Simon! I’m here?”

Toto was the first to spot Simon and waved to welcome him.

“Look here!”

“What?”

Simon also raised his hand in greeting and walked towards Toto. The entire outdoor scenery of the festival was visible beyond the glass exterior wall. My classmates were looking down with wide eyes.

“That’s great.”

Simon crossed his arms and expressed his feelings. Toto laughed.

“Simon doesn’t seem that surprised.”

“Oh, actually, I’ve seen it a few times.”

Should I present a thesis or create a bone dragon? Now Pentamonium was a familiar place to the point where it could be said to be Simon’s front yard.

“Simon.”

At that time, Fitzgerald approached, raising his glasses.

“I have something important to discuss.”

“What story?”

“I’d like to discuss the plans for the undead parade.”

Listening to Fitzgerald’s story, I found out that he had a strategy to win this undead parade. It was a winning formula of sorts.

Simon, who heard everything, nodded emphatically.

“good idea. But if the plan goes as planned, it doesn’t make sense for just the two of us to do it, and I think all students will have to make a promise.”

“hmm.”

Fitzgerald glanced around. Everyone is scattered around as they please and running around noisily. He was opening his mouth to say ‘I have something to say’ in front of everyone, but it seems that due to his personality, he has trouble speaking.

Simon stopped him.

“I’ll take care of gathering the kids, so just explain later when they’re all together.”

“I would appreciate it if you could do that.”

“and.”

-All the attendees received this, right? Pentamonium’s latest technology will be applied in this year’s Undead Parade! It’s called a ‘cast wand’!

At first glance, it was a nondescript white metal bar. When the host shook it, it made a rattling sound as if it contained a magic stone.

Tourists who were looking at the mana screen on the street also took out the ‘cast wand’ one by one from their pockets or bags.

-See the button under the handle? When you press this, a blue light shines like a lamp! yes yes! Be careful not to shoot at people! This is when the undead parade starts! Please reflect on what you think is the coolest and best flying undead!

Sweet.

The moderator himself showed a test using a cast wand.

When blue light is shined on a flying undead flying on the screen, the light appears as if it is being absorbed by the flying undead. Soon, the undead’s body also shimmered with blue light.

– Just like this! The undead that received a lot of votes from you will shine even brighter in the dark night sky! Could you please look underneath the cast wand this time?

She held up the wand herself.

-You will see seven lights on! You can think of it as the remaining amount of votes that can be cast! You can vote seven times per person, and up to three votes per undead! It is said that the owner of the undead who receives the most votes will have an overwhelming advantage in winning the award, and can receive the award based solely on popular votes! It is said that the judges of Pentamonium also take into account the popularity of the audience, so it goes without saying how important your precious vote is, right? then!

She raised her hand.

-The explanation ends here! Let the undead parade begin now!

Waaaaaaaaa!

The moment the host announced the start, countless undead began to soar into the night sky.

People gathered together to watch.

“here! “You can see it better from here!”

“So pretty!”

It was truly the highlight of this Pentamonium Festival.

In the slightly setting evening sky, colorful and unique undead were flying around. From common flying undead such as gargoyles, wyverns, and harpies, to ground-type undead with wings such as manticores, and even chimeras that are difficult to figure out what is combined with what.

There was so much to see thanks to the undead flying around with flags and decorations attached to their bodies to attract people’s attention.

“Look at that! “It’s so big!”

“That gargoyle’s top speed is impressive!”

People walked up and down the streets, raising cast wands. Blue light shooting out from all over the ground illuminated the undead in the sky.

The surroundings of the undead became brighter and clearer.

“Look at that! “It’s an undead hippogriff!”

Fuuuuuuuuuuck!

An undead in the form of a winged horse flew right above the people’s heads. The tourists, who flinched for a moment and were hit by the headwind, cheered loudly while clutching their shocked hearts.

As if asking for a vote, the undead hippogriff spread its arms and turned lightly, and blue lights were concentrated in various places.

“bright!”

“I think I’ve already gotten a lot of votes!”

The undead hippogriff, which swept the majority of votes, became even brighter in blue and caught people’s attention. Basically, it was a system in which undead with more votes were more likely to receive more votes in the future.

“Mom, there too! “Vote for that harpy too!”

“Okay, okay.”

“I already wrote three votes!”

sparkle! sparkle!

The tourists were having a good time, each casting their votes.

And from a little distance away.

“Big!”

Simon and his group were waiting. Eshu was trembling and holding back.

“I want to show off! I want to show off! “I can’t wait to show everyone my Behemoth!”

“Just be patient a little longer. Eshu Arzel.”

Fitzgerald pushed up his glasses.

“It’s only been 10 minutes since the parade started. “If we send out Behemoth now, all our plans will be in vain.”

Ssssssssssssssssssssssssss!

The chimera undead flying above the roof passed by with a gust of wind. ‘Wow!’ everywhere! Shouts of joy poured in, and people turned on their cast wands to give their votes one after another.

“Ouch!”

Eshu, who crouched down holding her flowing hair and school uniform skirt, raised her head again and looked at Fitzgerald.

“But does that plan really work? Look at the people over there! “Everyone is overvoting votes.”

Forgot here too.

I forgot there too.

Blue lights were pouring in from everywhere. Each person can vote up to 7 times. There were also undead flying around, flashing a bright blue light, as if they had received quite a few tickets.

From the competitor’s perspective, he couldn’t help but feel nervous. Toto looked at Fitzgerald and asked in a low voice.

“Ho, even if we show up later, people won’t use up all their tickets, right? “Fitz.”

“Trust me, Toto.”

Fitzgerald said, holding on to the rims of his glasses.

“I understand that you are nervous, but I have participated in the Pentamonium Parade with my parents every time since I was a child. “I’ve also looked through records from before I was born.”

“It’s reassuring.”

Simon said in an admiring voice.Fitzgerald seemed to have gained courage and stepped forward and declared.

“This operation is sure to win.”