Chapter 95 of the Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School
"Did you hear that?"
"Ugh, really! Stupid Dick! Because of you again...!"
At that moment, everyone was stiff with tense expressions, and Francesca walked past her group toward the podium.
"Did you not hear?" She seemed to glance at Simon's group from the podium but continued the class without saying anything.
"I will proceed to the next page."
As she rolled up her sleeves and tied her long hair back with a string, she looked as determined as a gladiator preparing for battle.
"There is a famous saying about poison."
She took a deep breath and said,
"Alle Ding' sind Gift, und nichts ohn' Gift; allein die Dosis macht, daß ein Ding kein Gift ist."
"......."
"What is poison? Is it simply a substance with toxicity? No. Anything that harms humans can be considered poison."
She looked around at the students.
"Now, here’s a question. If we assume that the same amount of spice and poisonous herbs are consumed, why might the spice be more harmful to health?"
Class representative Jamie raised his hand eagerly.
"Because the amount of poison does not reach the lethal dose!"
"Correct, Jamie. You earn 5 learning points."
Jamie’s face lit up with joy.
"Any poison requires a lethal dose to take effect. If it does not exceed the lethal dose, many poisons can actually be used as medicinal herbs. So, conversely, why are non-poisonous substances not considered poison? Jamie."
Caught off guard by the sudden question, Jamie thought hard and replied,
"Because they don’t harm the body?"
"It’s simple. The amount that would cause your stomach to burst is the lethal dose."
Laughter erupted from various corners of the room.
"Therefore, the foundation for handling poisons is accurately determining the lethal dose and analyzing the target. If you want to use poison on a monster, you need to apply a new lethal dose. At this time, we will learn the three laws necessary for calculating the dosage."
Francesca explained the difficult theories fluently.
Mei Lin, with her hands clasped against her cheeks, wore a look of rapture.
"Ah—this is so good. How can every word be so easy to understand?"
Simon silently took notes while listening to Francesca's class.
At that moment, Dick nudged Simon's arm with his elbow.
"You’re only quiet during poison studies. What’s up?"
"Huh? Nothing in particular."
Time passed, and the poison studies class came to an end.
The students packed their things and left the classroom.
Just as Simon was about to exit, he noticed someone familiar.
"Ah!"
The teaching assistant Jane, who he remembered from the duel evaluation preparation, was looking around.
Since that duel, she had seemed to avoid him for some reason.
"Simon student!"
"Hello, teaching assistant. What brings you here...?"
Instead of answering, she threw a question at him.
"Have you decided what mission to take this weekend?"
"Not yet. I’m still thinking about it."
"That’s great!" She smiled brightly and continued,
"Professor Jane has called for you."
Simon arrived in front of Jane's laboratory with the teaching assistant.
She lowered her voice and whispered,
"Please be aware that the professor has been quite sensitive due to recent events."
"Yes. Thank you for letting me know."
"Then I will go in."
The teaching assistant took a deep breath and knocked politely twice.
"Professor Jane, I have brought Simon student."
A voice from beyond the door instructed them to enter.
The teaching assistant opened the door and slightly bowed her head to Simon.
He also politely greeted her before stepping inside.
As always, Jane was buried under a mountain of paperwork.
He heard that her original office was at the Kizen headquarters, and if her lab was like this, he couldn’t imagine how much paperwork was there.
"Please, have a seat."
Jane still did not look up and continued moving her quill.
"Thank you."
Simon sat down, clasping his hands on his knees and sitting up straight.
Meeting Jane always made him nervous.
"A designated mission has been assigned to you, Simon student."
A designated mission.
Unlike general missions where students can freely choose, this was when an external requester specifically designates a student to carry out the task.
Naturally, this could only be done by someone with considerable influence or wealth.
"Please check the details."
Jane handed him a golden request form, neither white nor blue.
Simon's eyes sparkled as he read through the contents.
Request: VIP Escort
Request Level: D
Reward: 1,000 Gold
Location: Blue Harbor
Details: Close escort of the requester during the undead exhibition.
Special Notes: Participation in the Blue Harbor undead exhibition.
Simon's eyes widened as he read the request.
"A D-level request with a reward of 1,000 gold?!"
That was double the 500 gold he had earned through tricks in the last request.
It was clear that designated missions had a different level of compensation.
More than that, he felt a surge of curiosity about the undead exhibition.
"Of course, just because it’s a designated mission doesn’t mean it’s mandatory. Will you take it?"
"Yes! I absolutely will!"
A mission that satisfied both his interest and reward was hard to come by.
Given the nature of VIP escort missions, the difficulty could vary depending on who the target was, but it wouldn’t be longer than five days.
Simon thought it was definitely doable.
"Then I will take that as your acceptance."
Jane quickly signed the request form and stamped it with a thud.
"I was actually considering sending some minions to that exhibition, so this saves me some effort."
"Huh?"
"For modern necromancers, exploring and analyzing new trends is incredibly important."
She handed Simon several documents.
"While you’re at it, please observe thoroughly. After you return, I would like you to fill out these documents."
"This is...?"
It was a report.
A professional report that needed to estimate investment value, core competencies, and future profitability.
Simon looked bewildered.
"Is it really okay for me to write such an important report? I’m still..."
"By the time you’re a Kizen student, you’re no amateur. Kizen may be structured like a school, but it’s also a formal organization that pays salaries."
She set down her quill and clasped her hands.
"You are the only Kizen representative going to this exhibition. Participate in the event with the mindset of representing Kizen. You must not cause any trouble."
"Yes, I will keep that in mind!"
Somehow, it felt like the task had grown larger than he had anticipated.
A 1,000 gold request and representing Kizen.
Simon stood up with a pounding heart.
That night, at the ruins of Pier.
"Ahhh! Blue Harbor!" Erzevet exclaimed, placing her hands on her cheeks and letting out a happy scream.
"It’s really a famous beach resort!"
"We’re not going for a vacation, Erzevet."
Pier said, wiping his great sword with a dry cloth.
"I heard that island is isolated from the mainland for a long time, creating a special ecosystem. We need to find new undead to strengthen our legion..."
"Commander! How about this outfit?"
Erzevet touched her body, and her dress transformed into a swimsuit.
Simon’s face flushed bright red at the unexpected sight.
"...... Erze!"
"Or how about this outfit?"
With another touch, her swimsuit became even more revealing.
Simon quickly turned his head and said,
"Are you planning to swim? Isn’t it bad for undead to go into seawater?"
"It does sting when it touches. But isn’t there a beach atmosphere with a wide shore? I feel like I won’t be able to sleep tonight from excitement."
"...... You usually don’t sleep anyway."
Pier struck the stone altar with his fist.
"How pathetic, Erzevet! How can you call yourself the commander of the legion with such rotten thoughts?!"
"I think I’m better than the serious old man of the legion."
"......? What does that mean?"
"I’m learning their slang in case I need to transform into Kizen students these days."
"I don’t know what that means, but it feels really dirty!"
"Alright, alright. Stop fighting."
Simon stood up and opened a spatial portal.
He pulled out an empty suit of armor.
"This is for Pier. I ordered a bigger size than before."
"Oh! Yes, this is what I need!"
"And Erzevet, just to let you know, I need to focus on the mission. I probably won’t have time to play."
Erzevet, who had been trying on the one-piece and swimsuit alternately, looked disappointed.
"Just enjoy your vacation at the beach. I’ll stop by for a bit after my mission is over."
"Really?!" She clapped her hands in joy.
Simon turned to Pier.
"What about you, Pier?"
"I will explore the island to see if there’s anything useful! If anything happens, I will contact you immediately!"
"Okay, sounds good."
Simon stretched his arms.
"I’m looking forward to tomorrow."
The next morning, Simon was the first among the Kizen students to use the teleportation magic circle.
This time, he teleported alone without any other students.
Whoooosh!
He comfortably surrendered his body to the familiar sensation.
After a moment, he opened his eyes.
"Oh."
A completely different landscape unfolded before him.
A vast blue sky and a white sandy beach stretched out, with an emerald sea crashing beyond.
This was the island known as the heavenly resort, Blue Harbor.
At Simon’s sudden appearance, a young couple nearby, who were kissing, jumped in surprise and hugged each other tightly.
Simon smiled awkwardly and lowered his head.
"Have a nice day~"
Moving to a quieter area, Simon took Erzevet and Pier out from the spatial portal.
"Please refrain from drawing too much attention here."
As he said this, he looked back and forth between Erzevet in her bikini and Pier in full plate armor under the blazing sun, and he rubbed his forehead.
"...... It’ll be hard not to stand out, so just don’t cause any trouble."
"Don’t worry, boy!"
"Freedom and happiness await the girl!"
After parting ways with the two undead, Simon checked the map recorded on the request form and began to walk.
The island wasn’t very large, but it was a beautiful city that grew more charming the more he looked at it.
The buildings were modern and stylish, and the streets were neat and tidy.
The blue roofs of all the houses emphasized the name Blue Harbor.
"Ah, here it is."
He arrived at his destination.
Among the modern buildings in this city, there was a particularly large and luxurious mansion.
It was clear that this was a place where someone wealthy enough to pay 1,000 gold for five days of security would live.
"I’m a bit nervous."
Simon adjusted his tie and ran his fingers through his hair before moving forward.
Two burly men, who looked like guards, stood at the door.
"Ah, hello. I am......."
Thud!
As the guards stepped aside, they bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle.
"Welcome! The Count is waiting for you."
It seemed they recognized him immediately just from his Kizen uniform, without needing to show the request form.
Simon passed through the mansion’s guards with ease.
"Wahaha!"
Upon entering, he heard the laughter of a child from the garden.
A boy was running around with a gardening shovel in one hand and a basket in the other.
His face and clothes were covered in dirt, and two middle-aged men in butler outfits were frantically trying to stop him.
"Oh!"
At that moment, the boy spotted Simon and pointed at him with his finger.
"It’s Kizen! He’s here!"
The boy dropped the gardening shovel and dashed over.
"Your outfit is super cool!"
Then, with his dirty hands, he started to touch Simon’s uniform.
Simon felt tears welling up inside.
He had just washed it not long ago.
"Hello. What are you doing here?"
"I was playing! My name is Shun!"
"I’m Simon. I’d like to meet the Count. Where should I go?"
The boy smiled brightly.
"I’m the Count!"
"Huh?"
The butlers cleared their throats as they approached.
"Please show some respect. This is Count Shun Oldone."
Simon’s eyes widened.
So this little boy was the requester who paid 1,000 gold?