Summoned with an SSS-Rank Portal Skill-Chapter 329: Secret Mission

Even if the bald teacher wanted to summon more skeletons to make himself look better than William, he couldn’t. The maximum number he could summon of that type was ten.

He couldn’t believe William had summoned twenty skeletons. That was something only the higher-ups from the sect could do—only those who sat on the council had that kind of power.

"Did you all see the example?" the bald teacher said with an awkward laugh. "This is the perfect example of a good summoning spell."

William assumed the teacher would try something else to make him look bad, but instead, the man dropped it and continued the class like nothing had happened.

He asked William to step aside and watch, just like before. William stayed near Kali and Geneva to keep them company.

The class wasn’t very interesting for him. It was all basic stuff—perfect for acolytes, but pretty worthless to someone like William.

A few of the students kept staring at him throughout the class. They were curious after seeing the power he’d displayed—some even looked annoyed or bitter.

"Some are looking at me with anger and jealousy," William realized. "That’s interesting."

They weren’t even trying to hide it. William memorized their faces. If he needed to, he could make sure to put those people in their place later.

After class ended, Geneva and Kali came over to speak with him. The trio walked toward the dorms together.

"How did you summon that many skeletons?" Kali asked. "I thought the limit was ten."

The teacher had said ten was the maximum—probably to make himself look good.

"I just cast the spell," William said. "Same way your teacher did."

Geneva and Kali weren’t that surprised anymore. During their training, they saw how William mastered most spells quickly—often on the first try. Only a genius could do that.

Once they reached their room, William waited while Geneva and Kali showered—one at a time, of course.

"How are the classes going?" William asked Kali.

Kali was excited. "It’s been good. Honestly, I thought this place would be more... dark. You know? The rumors made it sound bad, but seeing it in person, it’s not so bad."

William agreed. Maybe it was the same thing that happened to the demon race—people spreading lies to make them look dangerous or evil.

"And is everyone treating you two fairly?"

"I think so, yeah. At least so far. What about your mission?"

"Everything worked out. We recruited the daughter of a noble. She seems talented—or at least, she’s eager to learn necromancy."

"The eagerness to learn is what really matters," Kali said.

She wasn’t wrong. Even with low talent, effort and persistence paid off.

Of course, someone like William—with genius-level necromancer talent—was a whole different story. No one could compare to that.

Things were going well in the sect. When Kali went to shower and Geneva stayed behind to chat, William asked her about her sister.

"So far I haven’t found anything," Geneva said. "But I think it’s because she holds a high position in the sect."

"How high?" William asked. "She’s not in this branch, right?"

"No, she’s not here. I think she might be on the council..."

"The council?"

William had never heard anything about it.

"They’re rumored to be the necromancers in charge of all the branches. I think my sister is one of them—based on a description of one of the members that matched her appearance. But I’m not sure. It’s just a theory."

That was unexpected.

After the girls finished showering, they headed out to get food.

The sect had everything a person needed—places to sleep, study, eat, and shop.

There was a restaurant near the underground park they’d built—complete with grass, trees, and even a water fountain. It was a beautiful spot.

The only thing missing was the sky, the sun—but that was impossible underground. Still, it was much better than just plain rock walls.

They ate beef from cows raised below ground, along with mushrooms and a few vegetables William didn’t recognize—common underground produce.

The meal was better than he expected.

The restaurant staff treated him well. Most were acolytes working part-time to earn extra coin while they studied. Seeing his recruiter robes, they gave him proper respect.

After eating, they stayed in the park for a while, sitting on the benches. Many others were doing the same. That place was their go-to.

It reminded them of the outside world. The acolytes who couldn’t leave the sect always went there to relax.

Then, suddenly, people started whispering. William looked around and noticed something was wrong. At least they weren’t looking at him—but at someone else.

When William turned to see what was happening, he saw who was approaching him.

It was the current headmaster of the sect—the person in charge of that branch.

The headmaster was a charming young man. He stopped in front of William.

"Hello, William," he said. "Can we talk in private?"

William didn’t have the luxury to say no. If the headmaster wanted a private conversation, then that was happening. There was no escaping it.

"Of course," William replied with a smile.

He turned to the girls and said, "We can meet up at the dormitory later."

He had no idea if the meeting would take long.

They walked through the sect, heading toward the headmaster’s office. On the way, all the students stared at them.

It was rare for the headmaster to appear in public. Most of the time, he sent someone else to do his work.

Once they reached the office, the headmaster asked, "Do you know why you’re here?"

William didn’t. He assumed it wasn’t for anything good.

"No, I don’t."

The headmaster looked pleased—excited, even.

"You’re quite skilled in necromancy," he said. "One of my teachers told me."

It was the bald teacher. William wanted to punch the man in the face. Had he said something to get William in trouble? Was this his revenge?

"Not that talented," William said. "Just slightly better than average."

"Cut the crap," the headmaster replied. "You summoned twenty skeletons. Only council members can do that."

William said nothing. It was best to stay quiet.

"Don’t worry. You’re not in trouble," the headmaster continued. "In fact, you have quite the task ahead."

William’s curiosity was sparked. He waited.

"We’re currently trying to infiltrate the capital," the headmaster said. "And I want you to go there. How good are you with other types of magic?"

William frowned. "I can use body-enhancing magic... and black fire."

"Black fire? Never heard of that. But body-enhancing magic is useful. We’re getting you a job as a new teacher in a magic academy inside the capital. Once you’re there, you’ll receive new orders."

Everything changed in a moment.

William was now part of a grand scheme unfolding in the capital. He didn’t want to go there. What he wanted was to stay in that branch with Geneva and Kali.

But the headmaster was basically ordering him, and judging by the way the man spoke, it was not just his idea, but an idea from the council.

William had no idea how powerful the council was. Certainly more powerful than him. So, he couldn’t go against it, at least not now.

"Understood," William said.