After the Grand Duke and Duchess of Illeston left, Simone had to go straight to the main building to attend class.
She thought she would be given a day or so to adjust, but if she thought about it, it would be natural since even in modern schools, classes are held at the same time as transfer.
“...So, you too may awaken someday. However, the process will not be easy. A necromancer’s awakening is a process of competing with the countless souls you have absorbed so far and not losing your body. In the process, the souls absorbed will finally pledge their loyalty and submit.”
Today's lesson is about the awakening of the necromancer.
As she listened to this class, Simone realized once again that she had been going through some pretty tough times.
The awakening that Simone had experienced early on was actually an important and great event that a typical necromancer would only experience once in their lifetime.
Simone's case, where she absorbed a number of incredibly strong souls without even knowing it while dealing with the curse within the mansion, was not normal.
It is said that it is rare for a necromancer to absorb so many souls into his body that it would lead to a fight over who would take over his body.
It is such a painful process that you do not put your soul into the magic stone before awakening.
“Once awakened, the spirits use all their powers according to the user’s command. They cannot disobey orders unless the user dies. This is the price they pay for enduring great pain.”
That's right. That's right. After awakening, Simone's skills definitely improved beyond belief. But the terrible pain was really unbearable.
Simone nodded quietly, agreeing with the professor's words.
“On the other hand, necromancers who have not awakened are safe as they do not face the risk of death. However, they must endure the departure and betrayal of their souls at any time, and there is a high possibility that their souls will not be able to exert their powers properly.”
Simone looked around.
Judging from the students' expressions, it seemed that Simone was the only student in this class who had awakened.
“Hmm...”
When Simone heard it from El and Geneon, she thought it was a natural awakening for necromancers. Is there a difference between what they know and what is generally recognized?
'Well, they all lived lives that were far from normal.'
Simone turned her head and looked out the window.
She lost interest in the first class.
Because it was something she had already heard from Geneon and Orkan many times and had personally experienced and realized.
Now that she thinks about it, those people are really good at teaching. Is it because they are scholars and professors?
Simone snickered and pretended to pay attention in class as she began to read through her textbook.
She wasn't interested in the class itself, but there were a lot of parts that were quite interesting as she read.
For example, an analysis of Anasis' skills and abilities, which were classified as forbidden in the Luan Empire.
Class is over.
“Ugh...”
Simone got up from her seat, patting her back.
It's been a while since she's taken a class at school. After sitting on a hard chair for so long, her butt and back quickly became sore.
'I think I should take this opportunity to build up my physical strength.'
Strangely, whenever something happened, there was a lot of physical work to do, but Simone's stamina was so weak that she was always running, climbing, and fighting while shaking.
Since she is about to have a showdown with Anasis, it might not be a bad idea to build up her stamina here.
'Is there something like swordsmanship training here?'
It's different from the Academy, of course, but she wonders if there's anything too complicated. If there's nothing, she'll ask Abel.
With that thought in mind, she started walking towards Abel.
Abel had said that he would speak to the servants while Simone was taking lessons.
"I don't think there's anything here that would require information, but it would be useful to share it anyway."
He was always the one who got nagged, but like the main character, he was good at finding things to do on his own without being told to do them.
'I wonder where he is.'
It was when Simone was about to leave the classroom.
“I don’t know why we have to be in the same class.”
At the explicit voice, she stopped walking and turned her head.
"Uh."
The same group that had been picking on Simone earlier was gathered around the desks and making fun of Simone again.
'They were in the same class too.'
Oh my.
Simone nodded as if to say something.
Then, a female student sitting in the middle of the group frowned as if she was offended by that and approached Simone.
Then she began to look around here and there as if observing her. Her gaze was closer to that of observing a strange and strange animal than observing a person.
'You're crossing the line so easily.'
Even if they are just flat extras.
Simone's calm expression slowly subsided.
The student said this while laughing at the female student who had no idea about this.
“Is this guy really a first-generation guy? No, they said she was a first-generation guy, but isn’t she actually not that strong when she’s a first-generation guy?”
“Why? Why? Is something wrong with Emily?”
Her group of two boys and one girl surrounded Simone, their distance almost threatening.
Simone turned her gaze to the others. They all had anxious faces and were fidgeting, and it seemed difficult to approach them even though she wanted to stop them.
“No, look at this. I can’t feel any energy at all. Even the second generation has a strong energy flowing through them, but this one has no energy at all. Is it because she’s shallow?”
“Really? You’re a necromancer, right? You said you were a hero.”
Simone quietly turned her eyes and looked at the student facing her. She frowned sharply and spoke venomously.
“What are you looking at?”
Simone looked at her and sighed.
“It’s not that you don’t feel it, it’s that you can’t feel it.”
"...What?"
“Where did you hear this informal speech to Emily? Do you want to get hit?”
“You guys are really cheap-mouthed. You’re supposed to be nobles, but did you learn manners through your nose?”
“...”
Ah, this is like a romance novel. Maybe my genre is romance novels?
Simone hasn't given up on the possibility that her genre might be romance rather than fantasy, horror, or thriller.
Simone approached her with a smirk.
“I can feel how weak you are. You’re... um, maybe about 5th generation?”
“...It’s the 4th generation!”
“It’s similar.”
Anyway, the 4th generation was still useful as a national force. Is that why they are so arrogant?
She is a high-ranking noble of a moderate generation.
Simone asked, clicking her tongue.
“What is your name?”
“What do you know about my name! How presumptuous of you to ask for the name of a noble! If we were outside, we wouldn’t even be able to make eye contact.”
“That’s fortunate, it’s not outside. If it were outside, your family would have been destroyed for daring to look down on a hero from another empire.”
“...”
By the way, the only crime that can lead to the destruction of a family is treason.
Isn't that not wrong? Picking a fight with a foreign guest who came at the Emperor's invitation is no different from bringing shame to the Empire and disrespecting the Emperor.
Simone thought she would be extremely embarrassed and flustered, but since there were so many things going on in the Luan Empire, she was able to laugh off most of the trouble.
Only then did the mouth that had been chattering loudly shut tightly. At this point, Simone would have just told her to behave herself and let it go.
But not today.
“Do you want to know how strong I am?”
Simone asked with a gentle smile. The schoolgirl's two fists were shaking, and her face still had a venomous look on it.
Looking at the momentum, it seems like even if they back off now, they'll continue to cause trouble for a while, so it seemed better to quickly sort things out in the beginning rather than putting up with that for a month.
The schoolgirl clicked her tongue with a sharper glare.
“What’s the big deal? Even so, you’re seventeen, right? What’s the difference...?”
“I want to tell you.”
"What?"
“I want to show you how strong I am so that you’ll shut up a little.”
The face of the unknown extra villain distorts. Simone pretends not to see her expression and speaks softly.
“So, let’s have the next class with me.”
She just saw that the next class is a duel.
“But since there’s a generation gap, well, I won’t say anything even if you guys rush in as a group. It’ll be obvious if you guys join forces.”
“This, this! Even if I ignore it, it’s to the extent of...”
Her mouth snapped shut again. Her red, glowing eyes stared back at her with the same intensity.
It's clearly just the same red eyes as her own, but what on earth does it feel like?
A tension so strong that you can't move as if you were tied to that gaze.
As she trembled and said nothing, Simone smiled and slipped through the crowd of students.
“Okay, that’s it. I’ll see you later.”
“...”
The expressions on their faces as they watched Simone run away from them were unusual.
The male student, who came to his senses late, said through gritting his teeth.
“Okay, since that’s what she wants. I’ll do it. Let’s join forces.”
Don't make you regret it. His hands were shaking because he didn't want to see that confidence back.
“We’re weaker than the 2nd generation. If we all join forces, we’ll definitely win.”
The corners of the man's mouth twitched upward. The image of Simone kneeling before him, her hair held in his hands, begging for forgiveness was vivid in his mind.
She thought she would be given a day or so to adjust, but if she thought about it, it would be natural since even in modern schools, classes are held at the same time as transfer.
“...So, you too may awaken someday. However, the process will not be easy. A necromancer’s awakening is a process of competing with the countless souls you have absorbed so far and not losing your body. In the process, the souls absorbed will finally pledge their loyalty and submit.”
Today's lesson is about the awakening of the necromancer.
As she listened to this class, Simone realized once again that she had been going through some pretty tough times.
The awakening that Simone had experienced early on was actually an important and great event that a typical necromancer would only experience once in their lifetime.
Simone's case, where she absorbed a number of incredibly strong souls without even knowing it while dealing with the curse within the mansion, was not normal.
It is said that it is rare for a necromancer to absorb so many souls into his body that it would lead to a fight over who would take over his body.
It is such a painful process that you do not put your soul into the magic stone before awakening.
“Once awakened, the spirits use all their powers according to the user’s command. They cannot disobey orders unless the user dies. This is the price they pay for enduring great pain.”
That's right. That's right. After awakening, Simone's skills definitely improved beyond belief. But the terrible pain was really unbearable.
Simone nodded quietly, agreeing with the professor's words.
“On the other hand, necromancers who have not awakened are safe as they do not face the risk of death. However, they must endure the departure and betrayal of their souls at any time, and there is a high possibility that their souls will not be able to exert their powers properly.”
Simone looked around.
Judging from the students' expressions, it seemed that Simone was the only student in this class who had awakened.
“Hmm...”
When Simone heard it from El and Geneon, she thought it was a natural awakening for necromancers. Is there a difference between what they know and what is generally recognized?
'Well, they all lived lives that were far from normal.'
Simone turned her head and looked out the window.
She lost interest in the first class.
Because it was something she had already heard from Geneon and Orkan many times and had personally experienced and realized.
Now that she thinks about it, those people are really good at teaching. Is it because they are scholars and professors?
Simone snickered and pretended to pay attention in class as she began to read through her textbook.
She wasn't interested in the class itself, but there were a lot of parts that were quite interesting as she read.
For example, an analysis of Anasis' skills and abilities, which were classified as forbidden in the Luan Empire.
***
Class is over.
“Ugh...”
Simone got up from her seat, patting her back.
It's been a while since she's taken a class at school. After sitting on a hard chair for so long, her butt and back quickly became sore.
'I think I should take this opportunity to build up my physical strength.'
Strangely, whenever something happened, there was a lot of physical work to do, but Simone's stamina was so weak that she was always running, climbing, and fighting while shaking.
Since she is about to have a showdown with Anasis, it might not be a bad idea to build up her stamina here.
'Is there something like swordsmanship training here?'
It's different from the Academy, of course, but she wonders if there's anything too complicated. If there's nothing, she'll ask Abel.
With that thought in mind, she started walking towards Abel.
Abel had said that he would speak to the servants while Simone was taking lessons.
"I don't think there's anything here that would require information, but it would be useful to share it anyway."
He was always the one who got nagged, but like the main character, he was good at finding things to do on his own without being told to do them.
'I wonder where he is.'
It was when Simone was about to leave the classroom.
“I don’t know why we have to be in the same class.”
At the explicit voice, she stopped walking and turned her head.
"Uh."
The same group that had been picking on Simone earlier was gathered around the desks and making fun of Simone again.
'They were in the same class too.'
Oh my.
Simone nodded as if to say something.
Then, a female student sitting in the middle of the group frowned as if she was offended by that and approached Simone.
Then she began to look around here and there as if observing her. Her gaze was closer to that of observing a strange and strange animal than observing a person.
'You're crossing the line so easily.'
Even if they are just flat extras.
Simone's calm expression slowly subsided.
The student said this while laughing at the female student who had no idea about this.
“Is this guy really a first-generation guy? No, they said she was a first-generation guy, but isn’t she actually not that strong when she’s a first-generation guy?”
“Why? Why? Is something wrong with Emily?”
Her group of two boys and one girl surrounded Simone, their distance almost threatening.
Simone turned her gaze to the others. They all had anxious faces and were fidgeting, and it seemed difficult to approach them even though she wanted to stop them.
“No, look at this. I can’t feel any energy at all. Even the second generation has a strong energy flowing through them, but this one has no energy at all. Is it because she’s shallow?”
“Really? You’re a necromancer, right? You said you were a hero.”
Simone quietly turned her eyes and looked at the student facing her. She frowned sharply and spoke venomously.
“What are you looking at?”
Simone looked at her and sighed.
“It’s not that you don’t feel it, it’s that you can’t feel it.”
"...What?"
“Where did you hear this informal speech to Emily? Do you want to get hit?”
“You guys are really cheap-mouthed. You’re supposed to be nobles, but did you learn manners through your nose?”
“...”
Ah, this is like a romance novel. Maybe my genre is romance novels?
Simone hasn't given up on the possibility that her genre might be romance rather than fantasy, horror, or thriller.
Simone approached her with a smirk.
“I can feel how weak you are. You’re... um, maybe about 5th generation?”
“...It’s the 4th generation!”
“It’s similar.”
Anyway, the 4th generation was still useful as a national force. Is that why they are so arrogant?
She is a high-ranking noble of a moderate generation.
Simone asked, clicking her tongue.
“What is your name?”
“What do you know about my name! How presumptuous of you to ask for the name of a noble! If we were outside, we wouldn’t even be able to make eye contact.”
“That’s fortunate, it’s not outside. If it were outside, your family would have been destroyed for daring to look down on a hero from another empire.”
“...”
By the way, the only crime that can lead to the destruction of a family is treason.
Isn't that not wrong? Picking a fight with a foreign guest who came at the Emperor's invitation is no different from bringing shame to the Empire and disrespecting the Emperor.
Simone thought she would be extremely embarrassed and flustered, but since there were so many things going on in the Luan Empire, she was able to laugh off most of the trouble.
Only then did the mouth that had been chattering loudly shut tightly. At this point, Simone would have just told her to behave herself and let it go.
But not today.
“Do you want to know how strong I am?”
Simone asked with a gentle smile. The schoolgirl's two fists were shaking, and her face still had a venomous look on it.
Looking at the momentum, it seems like even if they back off now, they'll continue to cause trouble for a while, so it seemed better to quickly sort things out in the beginning rather than putting up with that for a month.
The schoolgirl clicked her tongue with a sharper glare.
“What’s the big deal? Even so, you’re seventeen, right? What’s the difference...?”
“I want to tell you.”
"What?"
“I want to show you how strong I am so that you’ll shut up a little.”
The face of the unknown extra villain distorts. Simone pretends not to see her expression and speaks softly.
“So, let’s have the next class with me.”
She just saw that the next class is a duel.
“But since there’s a generation gap, well, I won’t say anything even if you guys rush in as a group. It’ll be obvious if you guys join forces.”
“This, this! Even if I ignore it, it’s to the extent of...”
Her mouth snapped shut again. Her red, glowing eyes stared back at her with the same intensity.
It's clearly just the same red eyes as her own, but what on earth does it feel like?
A tension so strong that you can't move as if you were tied to that gaze.
As she trembled and said nothing, Simone smiled and slipped through the crowd of students.
“Okay, that’s it. I’ll see you later.”
“...”
The expressions on their faces as they watched Simone run away from them were unusual.
The male student, who came to his senses late, said through gritting his teeth.
“Okay, since that’s what she wants. I’ll do it. Let’s join forces.”
Don't make you regret it. His hands were shaking because he didn't want to see that confidence back.
“We’re weaker than the 2nd generation. If we all join forces, we’ll definitely win.”
The corners of the man's mouth twitched upward. The image of Simone kneeling before him, her hair held in his hands, begging for forgiveness was vivid in his mind.
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