Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner

Chapter 204

Although they were moderately confident Belya wasn't going to eat Wichasha, the four students had never seen such a clear cut case of someone playing with their food.

They were all mesmerized as they watched the one-sided slaughter.

"Starting now…"

Rick suddenly spoke up.

"I'm going to major in Poisonous Alchem— Ow!"

"Don't decide it just like that, you wuss!"

A large red welt appeared on Rick's cheek from where Meilyn slapped him. In an attempt to justify himself, he responded,

"What's the problem?! Don't you find Professor Belya charming?"

Meilyn's reaction went beyond annoyance all the way to disgust.

"Are you such a fool to decide your major based on the professor's looks?"

"Big talk for someone who's blushing like a fool saying, 'Pion, Pion, Pion!' "

At those words, Meilyn blushed and stammered,

"Hey! Wh-What's that got to do with this?! That's just how I feel about a man from the bottom of my heart! Deciding on a major because of that is a completely different matter!"

"From the sounds of it, you would've gone for Combat Dark Magic if Pion was the professor."

Simon let out a heavy inward sigh as he watched the two of them bicker again.

"P-Professor Belya's fight is indeed unpredictable."

Said Camibarez, unable to take her eyes off the battle. Simon nodded in agreement.

"She's fighting without using even a single magic circle."

"Yeah, it's like her body is constantly secreting poison. She's barely even human…"

Sweat, saliva, dead skin cells, and even the hair falling from her head all become weapons. Wichassha hadn't been able to land a single decent attack, and the poison in his body was building up.

"Why?!!"

Cried Wichasha in anger through his coagulating purple saliva.

"Why did you slaughter the women and children of the tribe?!!"

"Didn't I explain that to you already all that time ago?"

Belya tilted her head.

"It was hot, so I just went into a nearby pond after the fight. But it turned out that the pond was your tribe's main source of drinking water. They drank the water like idiots, which is how the plague spread."

"You expect me to believe that??!"

Screamed Wichasha, swinging his fist. But Belya blocked it with ease once more.

"It's fucking stupid, right? I feel the same. Humans can't accept why things happen. They always think there's some greater purpose, some big reason behind everything. I've been shunned from my tribe my whole life for that, but what else am I supposed to do? Surrender my life to a bunch of weak bastards like you?"

Pow!

Belya kicked Wichasha in the stomach, sending him stumbling back.

"You're just a monster who can't accept reality, letting hatred consume him."

"Don't be ridiculous!!"

Wichasha persistently dashed in.

As Belya raised her hand, the colorful drops of sweat that had been collecting on the floor rose into the air. Each droplet then flew directly toward Wichasha.

Ka-b-b-booooom!

Each one exploded into a different cloud of poisonous mist, ripping Wichasha's Black Robe to shreds and creating spots and rashes all over his body.

Wichasha, still barely standing, reached both his weary arms forward as he fought off the building fatigue.

"How boring. You're shit at fighting."

Belya then yawned and scratched the inside of her ear. Seeing that, Wichasha's eyes burned with rage.

"I! have!"

What remained of his Black Robes gathered in the middle of his body, transforming into an enormous spiked sword that was over three meters in length.

"Won against Hong Feng six time with this technique!!"

Just as he was about to swing the spiked sword with a roar, Belya snapped her fingers.

Sparks flew from between the two fingers, causing a chain of explosions. Wichasha, caught right in the middle, saw his skin turn white and drip like candle wax.

"Kuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!"

The four students also turned away or closed their eyes so they wouldn't have to witness the grotesque scene.

"Enough with the bullshit. I win."

Belya dashed in, grabbing the top of Wichasha's screaming head.

"Kugh!"

Wichasha quickly grabbed onto Belya's arm, but it didn't even budge.

Pressssss.

Even in terms of strength, he was losing. His legs trembled under the weight of her arm, and they soon gave out from underneath him.

He screamed in humiliation, veins popping out of his arms as he desperately tried to remove Belya's hand.

But it still didn't budge.

Also, the more jet-black he raised, the more his exhausted core was strained, and the jet-black soon flew backward into his internal organs.

'Have I grown weak, or was this woman always so strong?'

"It's not like I'm close to my sister or that my family promotes such love, but…"

Pressss.

Before he knew it, his face had been shoved into the ground. Only his arms still resisted, precariously gripping Belya's arm.

"Why are you talking about the squabbles you had as a kid? If it's the Hong Feng of today we're talking about, she could take you down with only one hand."

"Kugh!"

At that moment, Wichasha's tattered Black Robe began twitching again. Belya sneered,

"There's no use in strengthening your muscles with Black Ro—"

Shiiiing!

Wichasha's Black Robe, currently in the form of a sword, stretched toward Belya in the form of a sharp and thin needle.

Caught off-guard, she was forced to let go and step back to dodge.

"That one was good. I guess you're actually listening to my class, huh, student?"

"Huff! Huff!"

Wichasha began to run away at full speed, sending all of his jet-black into his feet.

'I was wrong. She's completely different from when she was in the grasslands!'

She was an opponent he couldn't defeat no matter what. For now, he had to back off and figure out another way to get revenge.

Watching Wichasha run away, Belya clicked her tongue.

"How annoying."

As she got ready to sprint after him, Belya said to her students,

"I'll go capture that idiot. You guys evacuate to a safe spa—"

Poooooooooooooooooooooooooow!

A deafening roar came from nowhere.

Then, the mangled body of Wichasha flew in through the open wall.

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Wichasha was sent flying past Belya all the way into the wall on the other side. The gust of wind alone was enough to force the students to take a few steps back.

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When Belya looked behind herself, she saw Wichasha's bloodied body shaking from where it lay before he lost strength and went limp.

Then, she saw a man walking toward her from where Wichasha had fled.

Simon called out in joy,

"Kajann!"

Three robed Thieves Guild agents walked up, led by Kajann.

"Whoa, why is Kajann here?"

"Senior Kajann?"

Rick and Meilyn seemed surprised as well.

Kajann looked at them and waved his hand.

"You were late, Kajann."

Simon walked up to Kajann and smiled.

"No, I'm not too late."

"What?"

"My job isn't to arrest a dumbass like him."

Step. Step.

Kajann walked over and bowed respectfully to Belya.

"I'm here to escort you, Professor Belya."

"…"

She snorted.

"Escort who? Get lost. I'll go to Roke Island myself. Relay that to Kizen."

"There's been a lot of complaints coming to Kizen about you running wild, including this whole Hoopa thing."

His eyes flashed fiercely.

"Why are you declining an escort approved by Kizen itself?"

"It's up to me."

She smiled as brightly as she could.

"And look at the way you talk to me… You said it yourself, right? 'Professor' Belya? Do I look like someone a mere servant like you can defy?"

"The Thieves' Guild is merely partnering with Kizen, and also you're not yet a professor at Kizen. I have no problem taking you in by force."

"Oh."

Belya's mouth opened, revealing her jagged, shark-like teeth.

"Try me."

"You think I can't?"

Rrrrrrumble!

The two collided in a flurry of jet-black. Unable to stand them fighting, Meilyn rushed over.

"Why are you two being so emotional about this? This isn't anything to fight o—!"

Slaaaam!

Without warning, they both went to punch the other's face.

Their arms crossed in the air, both using the opening of the other's attack to unleash their own. They went at it earnestly, throwing kicks and using Combat Dark Magic.

Pooooooooow!

"Wh-What is going on?"

Asked Cami, trembling.

Rick also said in disbelief,

"Are they crazy? Why the hell are they fighting?!"

"Stop them, Simon!"

Simon shook his head.

There was no way he could face either of them unless he wore Pier or called out Prince. Also…

"I don't think they're actually fighting."

"What?"

"Just watch."

Simon was slowly analyzing the fight.

Swiiiiiiiish!

After twisting out of the way of Kajann's fist, Belya laughed.

"What? You're more interesting than that chief bastard!"

Of course, Kajann was strong, but it was surprising seeing him fight at the level of a professor.

That was partially because Belya was going easy on him, but also Kajann had an immunity to poison. No matter how much poison she threw at him, he still fought unscathed.

"Hahaha! Are you really human?"

Despite the unfortunate matchup where the person meant to be a professor of Poisonous Alchemy wasn't able to poison someone, Belya was laughing.

Dodging another attack, she took a few steps back before pulling out a colorful lump of powder from the belt at her waist and popping it into her mouth.

She hadn't cast a single spell or used a single potion. Her body just broke down the compounds, combined them with existing ones, and began to make something new.

Soon, the sweat on her forehead and the nature of the fluid she secreted changed.

"I should be the one asking you that. Are you truly human?"

Kajann lunged wildly, and the two clashed again. After a few exchanges, both stepped back simultaneously, and Kajann looked at his skin.

Gray spots were beginning to appear on his body.

"Found it."

Belya smiled, running her tongue across her lips.

Even if her poison didn't work on her opponent, she constantly changed her formulas during the battle and devised a combination of poisons that worked even on Kajann.

"Is this enough to pass Kizen's test?"

"…So you were aware?"

"It's their way of doing things."

It wouldn't make sense for a professor of Poisonous Alchemy at Kizen to give up on poisons upon meeting someone impervious to them. This meant that Belya satisfied Kizen's final test.

"But the whole idea of you people judging me is just too arrogant for my liking."

She cracked her knuckles.

"I know you're just the messenger or whatever, but I don't care. I'm going to beat the crap out of you."

"Have it your way."

Kajann raised his fists as if to say he wouldn't just take it.

As the two were preparing their jet-black and getting ready to fight…

Clap, clap!

"Enough! Enooouuugh!"

Someone was entering the ruined building.

A small girl bounced into the room, her silver hair flowing like moonlight. She held a half-eaten ice cream cone in her hands, and her mouth was a creamy mess.

"That's enough!"

"N-Nefthis!"

Exclaimed Simon. Kajann, the other members of the Thieves Guild, and all of Group 7 bowed down in respect for Kizen's master.

Behind Nefthis was a black-haired, red-eyed girl with a calm demeanor. Lorain spotted Simon and waved lightly, and Simon smiled and waved back.

"…?"

However, Belya stared at Nefthis in bewilderment.josei

Nefthis opened her eyes wide after arriving in front of her, as if utterly unafraid of the poison. Then, she smiled broadly and threw up her arms.

"Hallo!"

Belya stood in place, somewhat dazed.

Simon suddenly felt uneasy.

'I don't think Professor Belya recognizes Nefthis.'

Seemingly thinking the same thing, Lorain spoke up.

"Professor Belya, please show your respe—"

Swooooosh!

Belya leaped backward, landing on all fours. She then began to hiss like a wary cat.

"What the fuck is this monstrous kid?! Get her away from me!!"

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