Chapter 55: Points (part 2)

Unfortunately, there were very few Summoners willing to sacrifice themselves in such a way for humanity. There was also a high probability that such Summoners were fighting demons on the battlefield.  

Rather than pursuing research that was invisible to the eye, something that had immediate, visible results was often considered more significant.  

“However, there are exceptions to that.”  

Oliver began writing down the name in honor of His Majesty, the Great First Emperor.  

“An example would be His Majesty the Emperor, the Sun of the Empire.”  

He was the founder of an empire that had united mankind after being unilaterally ravaged by demons during an era when humans could not unite. He had driven out the demons during the dark ages of humanity.  

Humanity’s only 5-star Summoner. 

The first multi-summoner in human history. 

The first Hero.  

Since the founding of the empire, summoning multiple summons had been regarded as the emperor’s unique power.  

“And it happened again recently.”  

Oliver’s eyes turned toward Ian. It was a fact unknown to most cadets but well known among the mages and instructors overseeing the exam.  

Ian Clark had the ability to handle two summons.  

Right after Noah, his close friend, summoned two creatures, a suspicion arose among the instructors observing Ian.  

He seemed to know the secret to summoning multiple summons.  

“Officially, the method to summon two creatures has not been revealed. Even those who have successfully summoned two creatures don’t know why.”  

“Instructor, is it really necessary to summon two creatures?”  

At that moment, one of the cadets in class raised his hand.  

It was Beans, who had a total of two summons: a 2-star summon inherited from his family and another 2-star summon obtained by him.  

“If we inherit summoned beasts from our families and pass them down to our inheritors, wouldn’t the number of summons continue to grow?”  

Oliver listened intently to the cadet and then introduced a principled argument.  

“Hmm, what generation are you?”  

“Me? I’m from the 4th generation, but…”  

“Then, according to your theory, you should have four summons. Do you?”  

“… No, I don’t.”  

There was a blind spot in Beans’ theory: the stronger the summons, the greater the risk of death for the Summoner.  

Summoners with three or four summons were sent to battlefields that were extremely dangerous. Unlike 3-star or higher summons, which were resilient and difficult to kill, 1-star and 2-star summons often couldn’t come to the Summoner’s rescue if they were in danger.  

Naturally, collecting summoned creatures and passing them down to descendants was almost impossible.  

“If you’re very lucky… you might leave behind several summons for your inheritors. However, this is purely theoretical. Do you understand?”  

“… Yes.”  

“However, your inquisitiveness is commendable. I’ll award you 1 point.”  

The mention of the point motivated the cadets, who began brainstorming questions to earn points from Oliver.  

Meanwhile, Ian glanced at Syrah, who was seated next to him. She seemed uninterested in earning points, spending her time with her head resting on the desk.  

Ian leaned toward her and asked, “Aren’t you going to ask any questions?”  

“You’re not asking either.”  

Syrah stretched out her arms and sprawled over the desk, her armpits draped over the edge while her chin rested on the surface. Turning her head slightly, she gazed at Ian and swayed her body from side to side.  

Each motion caused her mounds to shift, and when Ian quickly averted his gaze, Syrah smirked.  

“Hey… What are you looking at and turning away for?”  

“Nothing.”  

“Really?”  

The corners of her lips curled mischievously. Moving closer to Ian, she leaned in with a playful grin.  

The soft skin of her arm lightly tapped Ian’s forearm. Her movements, teasing yet subtle, continued until she pressed even closer, practically enveloping his elbow with her mound.  

[Summoner, is this a love triangle?!]  

A useless comment was heard in Ian’s mind.  

‘No wonder I don’t have a girlfriend…’  

Taking a deep breath, Ian endured a few moments of Syrah’s playful antics.  

“… Ian, Syrah. Both of you, just leave the room.”  

“Oh, really!?”  

“All right.”  

Like mid-term seniors confident in their standings, Ian and Syrah left the classroom without hesitation.  

Truthfully, it had been a rather dull lecture to sit through.  

Watching the two confidently stride out, Oliver felt a pang of doubt about his role as a instructor.

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