Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 490
Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 490
“….”
The lecture hall was covered with chaotic stillness and silence.
And the twins who came up to the church in stride.
They were staring at the students with the same sullen expression standing with their arms folded in the same pose and their legs crossed in the same way.
Then.
“Haaaaa.”
At the same time he let out a sigh.
“There is no answer Rin.”
said the girl on the left.
“Do you want me to teach you all those lousy things from the ground up? Rune.”
The girl on the right answered.
“I’m already heartbroken.”
“I asked for at least a third grade.”
“I just told Nephthys to tell me no.”
“Then Nephthys is squeamish.”
“Maybe he won’t play with us.”
Then they started talking to each other.
More than the image that students expected as Professor Keyzen was different the professors were also disappointed to see the students.
“Rin Professor. Professor Rune.”
At that moment the senior assistant came forward with a smile on his face.
“Still since you’re standing in the church shouldn’t you introduce yourself to the students?”
A charismatic middle-aged senior assistant. Rather I wondered if this person might be a professor.
“The word professor is awkward chief.”
“It’s kind of creepy chief.”
“But since the chief asked for it like that I can’t help it.”
“that’s right.”
The two girls held hands and raised them towards the students.
“Hello. My name is Lynn.”
“My name is Rune.”
Is that the end?
While the students were puzzled Rin on the left opened her mouth.
“Do you have any questions baby?”
chuck!
As if waiting a hand flashed up and a male student stood up.
“Pierre Buckler. Are you two professors not human?”
“Don’t you see? Pierre.”
“You fool Pierre. We are undead not human.”
Simon nodded. This made it even more certain.
The two are undead and they are the ancient undead which are said to be the most mysterious beings in the world.
This time a female student raised her hand.
“I’m Eldarin Luo. You look young but maybe you’re older…”
At those words the twin professors took a step back with frightened expressions.
“Terrible! No manners! Eldarin!”
“Ask for a lady’s age! Eldarin!”
“It’s 5 penalty points!”
Eldarin was taken aback then protested with an unfair expression.
“Bah I can’t accept it! Asking for age is enough of a penalty point! Keyzen is thorough meritocracy…!”
[skill?]
The twin professors’ expressions turned cold for an instant.
The temperature around me suddenly dropped. Eldarin felt a chill all over her body and at the same time a great weight was weighed down on her.
[Sounds interesting right? that’s right. Keygen is a thorough meritocracy.]
[We stood in the church because we had the skills and we gave students penalty points with that authority.]
[If you’re going to resist that authority come up and prove your skills.]
[Are you better than us?]
From behind the two ancient undead the laughter of children could be heard echoing like ears. Eldarin’s lips turned blue.
“That that’s…!”
At that moment there was a hand pulling Eldarin’s clothes.
5th place Asheraz shook his head with a determined expression.
“Fuck around. Don’t make the department’s atmosphere a mess.”
And a clear creepy voice coming from behind.
Hector the head of the Department of Summoning was coldly brainwashing.
at last.
“I’m sorry. I’ll accept the punishment for me.”
Eldarin bent down and apologized to the two girls.
Rin and Rune sighed and waved their hands as if to sit down. In the midst of this the timing and speed of waving the hands were the same.
Then the head assistant stepped forward.
“Lin Professor Lun has held professorships at Keyzen about 10 times. The last lecture was almost 14 years ago so it’s no wonder that the students don’t know. And.”
She looked around at the students.
“The two professors are the Ancient Undead who signed a direct contract with Nephthys-sama. I’ll stop talking now.”
While the students were buzzing Toto who was sitting in the seat in front of Simon murmured.
“Yeah but something feels a bit strange. Undead teaching humans.”
Simon tilted his head.
“Why is that? I’m not that weird.”
“That’s right?”
In fact Simon had been taking lessons from peers just yesterday.
The Ancient Undead’s teaching every weekend was one of the important driving forces in Simon’s growth. I heard Pier’s alter ego laughing ‘Khehehehe!’
‘Rather than that Peer. Did you hear?’
[heard. boy!]
‘They said they were the Ancient Undead who signed a contract with Nephthys-nim so is Nephthys-nim also a corps commander?’
[Khehehe! No way. That woman is just a very unusual case.]
Originally only the commander of the corps could contract with the ancient undead and use them with arms and legs but Nephthys is already a far-out standard necromancer whose common sense in the world does not work.
It is said that he maintains contracts with Rin and Rune in a slightly different way.
Of course the ancient undead he had were all twins and other necromancers couldn’t even imitate them.
“Then professors. Now slowly proceed with the class…”
“Okay. Chief!”
“I’m going to take a lot of this debt from Nephthys! Chief!”
The twin professors strode to the blackboard and beckoned for it and a white chalk and a pink chalk flew into each other’s hands.
Tak- Tak- Tak-
Soon he raised his toes and began to write the word “funeral” on the blackboard. Even when those two wrote letters each stroke was accurately divided into two.
When you circle at the end the two of you circle at the same time half a circle from the start at the same point then cook at the end. and met
“then.”
“Ask your question here-“
The twin professors who had finished writing looked back.
“oh.”
More than 10 students were waiting with their hands raised.
At first I was just a little taken aback by his outward appearance but when I started class there was nothing like that.
A professor who deducted 5 penalty points just for asking a question. If so the students analyzed that they were the type to spray shops and penalty points throughout the class through questions.
It doesn’t matter who stands in the church.
What matters is what we can give you.
The twin professors smiled slightly as if they were finally satisfied with the students’ participation in the class.
“Sure I’m going to ask you a question-“
“The concept of a funeral song! Isn’t this kind of obvious?”
The two people who were chattering like that asked at the same time.
“Can you explain the origin of the funeral song baby?”
The difficulty of the problem increased.
All 10 students who had raised their hands lowered their hands sullenly.
“no one is here?”
“Really not?”
Rin and Rune glanced around then simultaneously shouted with their eyes shining.
“Lorraine! There’s Lorraine!”
“I saw it! You were here too!”
Lorraine also bowed her head at the professors with a smile on her face.
“I’ve been talking about ‘The Pied Piper’ all my childhood! Why don’t you raise your hand? Lorraine!”
“Announce it! Get up and announce it! Lorraine!”
As the eyes of the students gathered Lorraine laughed embarrassedly and stood up.
“This is Lorraine Akbold.”
Her calm voice rang out.
“Can I be the Pied Piper?”
The twin professors nodded quickly. She also nodded her head once recalling her memory and opening her mouth.
“Once upon a time an evil necromancer lived in a certain village.”
The evil necromancer was the lord who ruled the territory and lived affluent by taking the taxes and blood of the residents.
But none of the residents could stand up to him. Because the undead he commanded were very powerful.
Then one day. A severe drought came and the residents were in danger of starving to death and the residents who couldn’t tolerate it ran out to the streets to protest against the necromancer who was collecting excessive taxes.
The evil necromancer defined it as a ‘rebellion’. He sent his own powerful undead to disperse his denizens then demanded that one of the denizens’ family members be sent to his undead laboratory as payment for their sins.
For those who refused all family members died.
In the end the residents had no choice but to give in. People who committed suicide for the sake of their families people who were cast in lots babies and ignorant children and the elderly were dragged to death.
The villagers survived because of someone else’s sacrifice.
So even though I was alive I didn’t live. The shadows of the victims’ families shimmered and made them suffer endlessly. I thought it would be better to die than to live like this.
“Then one day.”
Lorraine’s voice resonated clearly in the lecture room where everyone was listening with bated breath.
“The Pied Piper visited the village.”
The Pied Piper was also a Necromancer. Upon hearing his rumors the villagers explained what had happened and asked him to defeat the evil necromancer.
Then the Pied Piper said.
-You can never defeat the evil necromancers alive. But you can win by ‘death’. What will you do?
The villagers suffering from a sense of guilt eventually took their own lives and became the Pied Piper’s undead.
The man took the dead villagers and stormed the evil necromancer’s castle.
However even with the power of the undead residents they could not defeat the powerful undead of the evil necromancer.
“It was then. The man blew the flute.”
The melody emanating from the flute was the scream of a family member who had been chosen and executed earlier.
The residents who became undead screamed in anger and with great power they bit and killed the evil necromancer and the undead.
“That’s how the villagers completed their revenge on the evil necromancer and it’s a story that they quietly closed their eyes.”
Lorraine sat down. Students hummed and exchanged opinions about fairy tales.
“…As expected it’s a cruel fairy tale similar to the Dark Alliance.”
“Everyone who hears it will cry.”
“So is it a happy ending? Is it a bad ending?”
“Maybe it’s both.”
“Quiet! Quiet!”
The head assistant made the students quiet. The two professors were nodding their heads in satisfaction.
“I’d like to give Lorraine 5 shops!”
“I won’t give it to you because you didn’t come out and announce it yourself!”
Lorraine laughed.
“Yes it’s fine.”
The twin professors returned to the blackboard again.
“From that story can anyone point out the point about the funeral?”
Simon Hector and Asheraz quickly raised their hands. However Aseras was faster by a hair’s breadth.
She rose from her seat with a visibly pleased expression.
“This is Asheraz Mikel! Funeral song means black magic that strengthens the undead. In the last scene the piper plays his flute to recreate the screams of those sacrificed earlier as a funeral song awakening the power of the undead residents. I defeated an evil necromancer that I couldn’t defeat before.”
“That’s correct! Aseras!”
“It’s 5 shops! Aseras!”
Aseraj shouted ‘Thank you!’ and sat down. I could see Hector slamming his desk with his fist in anger.
“The term and concept of ‘funeral’ that humans refer to is based on the anecdote of this piper man.”
“Jangsong is a black magic that strengthens the undead.”
“The summoning type undead you humans deal with has no special power-up means after it is completed.
“But! Funeral is almost the only way to make the undead stronger.”
The twin professors snapped their fingers.
The senior assistant who had been waiting opened the subspace and brought out two undead units onto the podium.
“It’s a ghoul!”
As the head assistant raised his arms the two ghouls lunged at each other fighting and biting each other.
The power he had was completely crushing.
The head assistant spread his arms from side to side to separate them again.
“here!”
The twin professors came out. Each of them touched the ghoul’s head with one hand.
“What if I hang a funeral on one side?”
Roaring!
The ghouls touched by the professors began to be engulfed in black flames. The ghoul with the flame attribute has succeeded in burning and killing the opponent ghoul with overwhelming power.
“Wow!”
Seeing the ghoul pouring fire from its mouth the students enthusiastically clapped their hands.
“Besides that!”
“There is a funeral song with various effects!”
The head assistant took out four ghouls and backed off and the twins passed by.
Each time their hands alternately touched they changed into a ghoul with chills running through their bodies a ghoul that became transparent like a mirror and a ghoul with thorns all over their bodies.
And in the last fourth ghoul.
“He’s going to ‘hyper-talk’! Rin!”
“No! You have to ‘multiply’! Rune!”
The two started fighting over which funeral to hang. The students burst into small laughter.
“Eight! In that case!”
“I’ll bet you both!”
The two girls put their hands on the zombie’s face at the same time and the zombie’s body began to bulge like a balloon.
Then my body got too big.
pop!
In the end the unbearable zombie’s body exploded. Students screamed and lowered themselves or hid behind desks. Undead flesh clung to the walls and windows.
“This is what happens when you combine the two types of funeral songs incorrectly!”
“It’s bad to overdo it!”
The two professors passed by as if it were originally planned. As if they were used to it the assistants cleaned up the dirty surroundings with cleaning magic.
“Now!”
“It’s real!”
“You guys are going to become ‘The Pied Piper’ today!”
“I’m going to experience the origin and basics of funeral rites!”
All the teaching assistants raised their arms and lifted them up.
Before I knew it a large magic circle began to appear all over the classroom floor.
‘At some point a teleport magic circle!’
Rin and Professor Rune smirked.
“then!”
“depart!”
With a flash of light the twin professors and students disappeared from the classroom without a trace.
* * *
“….”
When the rising sensation disappeared Simon opened his eyes and looked around.
Students sitting in the classroom were also looking around with their butts on their backs.
“Hey where are you?”
Tombstones that suddenly rise in countless numbers out of nowhere.
This was a cemetery.