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    Episode 516

    It was a perfect hit.

    The Jets were crashing with their right wing severed. All the stepping stones around have been blown up by Simon and below are endless cliffs and clouds.

    If you fall beyond the clouds in the sky stadium it will be judged as ‘out of bounds’. Regardless of the remaining barrier gauge you are eliminated.

    ‘So vain…!’

    Zetsu grabbed both wings and opened his eyes.

    ‘It can’t end!’

    An attempt was made to quickly modify the flying magic circle. Instead of destroying both wings it will instantly emit jet-black power and fly based on the principle of a booster.

    ‘from now on!’

    Paaang!

    The jet black wings sent Zetsu flying forward as if throwing him away. Soon his body fell to the ground on the outermost edge of the Sky Stadium.

    Uddangtangtang-!

    Of course hoping for a safe landing was greedy. His body rolled on the floor several times before hitting the fence of the audience and bouncing off.

    The nearby spectators made noises of surprise. The narrator was heard screaming and tearing out his head.

    “Jeez!”

    “are you okay?”

    Zetsu trembled and raised his upper body.

    ‘Ugh I survived thanks to the barrier.’

    [Simon Pollentia: 79%]

    [Zetz Simerat: 25%]

    It quickly drops to 20% and the barrier gauge is blinking red.

    When Zetsu raises his head he sees Simon flying leisurely in the air wearing an ‘SS flight suit’.

    “Kkk……!”

    Zetsu stood up with difficulty.

    “A skeleton leaping through the sky and flight armor made from that skeleton. You were preparing for a great technique. Simon.”

    Simon looked down at him.

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    “Do you still have time to praise others?”

    “of course!”

    Zetsu grabbed his school uniform shirt and tore it off. A magic circle drawn on his abdomen was revealed.

    “The big skill is that I was prepared!”

    Zetsu’s magic circle activated immediately.

    <Zetz Original – Ignipotence>

    Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

    A green firestorm spread out in all directions from the magic circle on the abdomen.

    ‘The range of this technology is up to 1800 meters! ‘You captured it perfectly!’

    Simon waved his hand to counter this. Emerald light escaped from the bodies of the nearby ‘SS’ and gathered next to Simon forming a magic circle.

    Simon opened a subspace behind the magic circle.

    “Come out. Knights.”

    <Simon Original – SS & Blade Storm>

    Shuquaaaaaaaa!

    The two skeleton knights that came out of subspace were colored in cyan.

    The white whirlpool transformed into a much larger emerald-colored whirlwind and pierced through the storm of flames like a spear.

    ‘What what what what what!’

    Zetsu hastily canceled the black magic and unfolded a jet black shield.

    Pachang!

    The two knights’ whirlwind shattered the jet black shield and stopped spinning. At the same time he grabbed Zetsu’s arms from both left and right and laid him on the floor.

    “what!”

    Kiiiiing-!

    Zetsu’s eyes turned to the sky. This time the clouds of all the SS including the skeleton knights and the flying suits they were wearing gathered in the center of Simon flashing like a pitch-black cross and taking the form of arrows.

    “Shit!!”

    Zetsu waved his arms as if he were convulsing but the knights did not let go.

    <Simon Remake – Blood Arrow>

    At the same time that Simon’s body fell down due to gravity a black arrow was shot.

    “……under.”

    The Skeleton Knights finally separated their arms and retreated and Zetsu let out a desperate laugh as he stared at the approaching black arrow.

    “really. I’m so strong.”

    Tucquoa ah ah ahhh!

    A pitch-black explosion covered Zetsu’s body and spread out in a fan-shaped shape from the point of impact.

    “Kyaaaah!”

    A huge storm blew out and the students in the stands lowered their heads.

    [Simon Pollentia: 79%]

    [Zetz Simerat: 0%]

    [victor!]

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    The referee raised his arms high.

    [Kizen’s student council president Simon Pollentia!]

    Benz and Arland’s transfer students cheered at the top of their lungs. The Sierra students looked resigned and expressed their disappointment. There were also students who applauded a good game.

    “Tsuck I thought it was worth it since I was the second-year student council president this year.”

    “Still keygen is keygen.”

    The Sierra students left clearly admitting defeat. Simon who had fallen out of his flight suit easily came down the hill where Jets was.

    After retrieving his messy skeletons he walked towards the audience.

    ‘amazing.’

    ‘I’ll go to that school next year too…!’

    In particular the envious eyes of Sierra’s first-year students were focused on Simon.

    “then.”

    And the VIP room.

    Jane said as she turned and walked away.

    “Thank you for your cleaning day President. When you come to work next month the subordinate team leader will tell you what to do.”

    “……Ugh!”

    President Sierra with a red face was shaking his fists.

    * * *

    That evening.

    “I think I will buy it.”

    Simon was enjoying the luxury of having the hot springs on Sierra’s campus to himself. My fatigue melted away as I warmed my body in the hot smoky bath.

    ‘I heard the Sierra is famous for its hot springs. It was true.’

    Simon leaned in. As I was staring blankly at the drop-dropped ceiling I suddenly thought of other student council members.

    ‘I hope everyone is doing well in the mission evaluation.’

    I tried to have some emotional time but the hot spring was so hot that it was difficult to stay there for more than an hour.

    Simon got out of the bathhouse put on a gown that Sierra had prepared in advance and came out. I stretched out while looking at the darkening night sky.

    It was a leisurely experience that I had felt for the first time in a while.

    ‘Following Tarados a tour of the three major necromancer schools. ‘It was too much of a forced march.’

    The plan is to stay overnight in the Sierra today and leave for Moiran the last of the three necromancer schools tomorrow morning.

    Sierra gave the entire building for hospitality located 5 minutes away from the hot springs to be used as a lodging.

    Simon walked leisurely towards his accommodation. After a lot of fighting I am now used to altitude sickness at high altitudes.

    “You’re the student council president of Keygen right?”

    “?”

    Simon turned his head to where the voice came from.

    A man with one pupil stained black was leaning back from behind a tree.

    “Can you give me a moment?”

    He was wearing a red coat over his school uniform. It has a similar design to Simon’s student council president coat.

    ‘Is this person…’

    “I’m Roberto a third-year student and student council president at Sierra.”

    He held out his hand. Simon quickly calmed his voice and held his hand.

    “nice to see you. This is Simon Pollentia the student council president of Keygen.”

    The two men shook hands lightly. Roberto gestured.

    “It’s okay to talk about it here but let’s change places for a moment.”

    “……Oh yes. Of course.”

    Robert took Simon to a nearby school building.

    Simon swept his arms because he was dressed like that and the weather at night was cold. Fortunately when I entered the building it was warm inside.

    “think.”

    Robert opened the door and Simon went inside without any suspicion.

    “ah.”

    Sierra’s students were gathered together. Some were in school uniforms and some like Simon were spread out in comfortable clothes as if they had just washed up.

    Among them was the ‘Jets’ that Simon faced today.

    “Simon Pollentia!”

    He gritted his teeth and jumped up. Then he approached with great strides and stretched out his index finger.

    “Are you trying to beat me like that? I can never let you go like this!”

    Simon tilted his head and put a question mark.

    * * *

    “Oh what!”

    “Why should we listen to Sierra!”

    Transfer students from Aland who were sleeping in the dorm were also being dragged away by Sierra students. The girl who brought them looked back and said.

    “Well it’s good both ways. There is also the Keygen student council president here.”

    “Simon?!”

    Benz rushed over and opened the door.

    “Hey Simon! You didn’t suffer any retaliation…!”

    Wahahahaha!

    However a completely different scene occurred than what Benz had imagined.

    Everyone was laughing loudly in a noisy and friendly atmosphere. Students sat spread out on the floor or in chairs laughed talked and drank champagne.

    The desk was full of delicious food. Everyone was laughing at Zetsu’s personal performance.

    “It’s late! Arland!”

    Zetsu raised his voice and stretched out his arms.

    Benz looked around with a puzzled expression. Then I found Simon sitting in the center happily clinking champagne glasses with the student council president Sierra sitting next to him.

    “Simon! What are you doing here?”

    “huh?”

    Simone sipped champagne.

    “I asked you to hang out with me since it was the last night in Sierra.”

    Benz let out a laugh.

    “……Surprise. Why did you follow me if you get retaliated against?”

    “Professor Jane is here too and if the situation arises I can escape on my own.”

    “Oh you’re so confident! Brother!”

    Student council president Roberto whose face was red after drinking champagne put his arm around Simon’s shoulder and spoke in a friendly manner. Simon laughed shamelessly ‘Ahaha’.

    “Don’t be dumb and have fun. Aland.”

    Jets came over and handed Mercedes a new bottle of champagne and shrugged.

    “Or are there still repercussions from last year’s ‘SIAR’ defeat?”

    Benz whose start button was pressed cried out in tears.

    “It’s not a Sialjeon it’s a Rsijeon! And that’s because you bribed the referee!”

    “Ugh here we go again with last year’s crap. Losers have long tongues~”

    “You took it out first!”

    Benz turned his angry gaze towards Simon.

    “Simon! Just say it right here and now! How did you feel about it before the evaluation? I was stronger right? Or was that Sierra stronger?”

    At that moment a silence that felt like a lie covered the entire place.

    Everyone’s burdened gaze turned to Simon. Simon shook his wrist with an embarrassed smile.

    “The terrain and conditions are completely different so it is difficult to evaluate strength based on one fight…”

    “Then you know that. Brother.”

    Roberto approached clinking his glass against Simone’s champagne glass.

    “Which one was a little ‘more’ tricky?”

    “Uhm.”

    Simon scratched the side of his head.

    “Then again the Jets are a little more…”

    Waaaaaaa!

    Sierra students cheered loudly and threw snacks and snacks like firecrackers.

    “Unofficial Sial War Sierra’s victory!”

    “Nonsense!”

    Benz screamed.

    “Simon you traitor! I was easier than that flying guy? Guys! I think this makes sense…!”

    “Ugh you weren’t going to the evaluation after all Benz.”

    The other two Aland transfer students also clearly acknowledged and joined the Sierra students with champagne. Benz said ‘Hey!’ and pointed his finger at me.

    “Ugly! Grasshopper school uniform!”

    “Hahahahaha!”

    Students from three schools who rarely get together gathered together had a party and had a great time.

    The night of youth deepened.

    * * *

    The next morning.

    Jane looked back in front of the teleportation magic circle.

    “Is everyone ready?”

    “yes!”

    After going through Sierra new colleagues joined us again. With the addition of Jets and two other female students a total of six transfer students entered Keygen.

    “The last destination is Moiran.”

    “……Moiran.”

    Benz and Zetsu’s expressions hardened at the same time as if they were disapproving. Simon wearing the student council president’s coat looked back.

    “what’s the matter?”

    “No just a little.”

    “These guys are not satisfied with something.”

    Jane put her hands on her hips.

    “quietly.”

    “yes! I’m sorry!”

    “The transfer evaluation match with Moiran is a little special. As in previous years this year’s match will be held as a 3-on-3 team match.”

    Just keep doing what you do. Those guys are trying to stand out. I heard Mercedes Benz whispering.

    Simon looked at Jane.

    “professor. If it’s a 3:3 match shouldn’t we match the number of players?”

    “No need to worry about that.”

    Jane brushed her hair with an indifferent expression.

    “Qualified students have been placed on standby. It should have arrived by now so we can see it when we go to Moiran. Let’s go.”

    “?”

    Today is the last day of mission evaluation. Who can come?

    With that question in mind Simon walked towards the teleportation magic circle heading to Moiran the last necromancer school.

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