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The Return of the Exiled SSS-grade Necromancer

Kill or be killed. The gods sent 5 exiles from each world to compete for power in the Academia - the otherworld Academy for the EXILES. Alab, with nothing but repressed emotions and tragic recollections on Earth, was forced into the battle of the fittest. He struggled and strategized his way to greater heights. In his venture for power, he married with death in exchange for the forbidden art of necromancy - the power that could even kill the creator of all - the ABSOLUTE ONE. He kissed fallacy and mockeries, all for greater power. But, there was a shortcoming. The necromancy skill that was rumored to be the strongest was weeded out of its prime. It is now degraded to the weakest E-grade. Little did fate know that Alab has awakened an SSS-grade unique skill that could upgrade the skills' level. Just when he thought that everything was going his way, his feet were pinned to the ground as he couldn't escape the creeping shadow of his past that was restless in spawning challenges. Things got crazier as the exiles learned of the current state of their planet. What would the exiles do when they discover that the planets that once ousted them, were now on the verge of destruction? Will these exiles choose to forget the fire of hate or will they add fuel to the scorching demise with the very hands exiled by their fellow citizens? Witness Alab and his fellow exiles as he battled adversities. On his side lurked his loyal army of undead. ----- Disclaimer: The art on the cover is not mine, if the owner wants it gone, please tell me. You can join our discord thru this link: https://discord.gg/Tae9cJRr Support me on my Patreon! patreon.com/khier_author

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CLASS LIAISON

"ke?!... K--KE?!"

Girth furrowed his brows at their remarks. His mouth formed an "O", flustered by the sudden shift of events.

Girth, a lecherous and bottom-ranker man was nominated to be the Copper Class 3's class liaison.

Girth didn't know how to retort.

"Ke! T--that, earlier, that was not me. It's this reckless boy! KE!", Girth diverted the attention.

What Girth said was right, however, no matter how he affirmed the truth, the students would believe what they wanted to believe.

They shrugged off Girth, thinking that he was just making an excuse.

In the end, the proud ogre nominated himself. Felix glanced at Alab who was peering through the window.

'Should I nominate him?', Felix pondered. Eventually, he concluded that Alab didn't crave needless attention. He was not that type of person.

'He doesn't want to be in a spotlight', Felix inferred seeing that no matter how much Girth pestered Alab, he wouldn't budge and affirm his claim.

Alab wouldn't admit that he was the source of the killer fart...

'Well, it's Locust so Im just telling the truth', Alab defended inwardly.

Ten minutes passed with bickering and persuading of students. With the last male troll being nominated, the nomination was moved to a close.

"I second that motion", a troll uttered.

Girth fell in distress as he began biting his nails. In that ten minutes, he learned one thing.

'These students just don't listen!', Girth cried inwardly.

No matter his retort or refusal, the students wouldn't listen and they just eyed him with dazzling eyes. Female ogres and trolls glanced his way as they seemed to awaken their new love interest.

*shiver!*

Girth shivered at their affectionate gazes. What used to be adoration to Alab was now transferred to Girth.

Girth, the heartthrob of Copper Class 3 was born on this very first day of school.

*wink*, a female ogre winked his way.

The snobbish and enigmatic Alab no longer made their hearts flutter. He was tedious. Not to mention that Alab appeared weak due to his little frame.

Girth incessantly pestered Alab and after a short while, he turned toward his right side. Gripping the frail arms of Felix, Girth shrieked.

"Do something. Heyy, do something, joker elf! KE!!!", Girth jerked the arms of Felix. It was a hard grip...

"Aint his shriek handsome?", a female troll blushed.

Finally, the election commenced. Carrot stood in the teaching area as she muttered.

"Now, let us hear from our nominees, garchu!", Carrot gestured toward Girth who stood shortly and jeered.

"KE! I refuse! I refuse! I don't want to be the class liaison! KE!", Girth shouted his lungs out...

'I'd rather argue with cat eyes than these earless students! KE!', he wailed inside as the image of Han Seo Yeon drifted in his mind. He couldn't help but found Han Seo Yeon's hardheadedness to be kind of cute...

"KE!"

"Ugh! That was lovely!"

"A hero, like a king who'd rather relinquish the spotlight to make others shine!"

"What a prince!"

Female students forgot that Girth was an enemy species for a moment, throwing praise after praise to Girth.

The male ogre disrupted their adoration, slamming on the desk and introducing himself before Carrot even could.

"I am Dennis, a mighty warrior of the Ogre clan. Come, you beautiful species and I will bestow you with my seed! GREEEEE!", Dennis exclaimed and then laughed maniacally.

"Yes! Elect him, elect him! KE!"

"Iwww! A pervert!"

"Screw you, butthead!"

Dennis became the most hated villain in the class. Piercing gazes were concentrated his way. His ashamed fellow ogres lowered their heads and pulled Dennis to sit.

Seeing the havoc, Carrot butted in.

"And now, Mr. Carl, if you may?"

A male troll who was rather dignified stood from his seat. Two female trolls caressed him from both sides. Carl was brimming with energy since the class begins. With a wide grin, he introduced himself.

"I am Carl, from the troll clan and I am hoping to be the class liaison. rollll!", Carl then bowed his head. The girls on his sides clapped their hands and similarly threw their praises.

Looking at his several fans, Girth felt relieved. Now, he didn't have to be the class liaison!

Or so he thought...

Another 5 minutes later, the Copper Class 3 had decided.

"With a total vote of 18, the class has decided. You are now the elected class liaison...", Carrot kept intense.

Holding their breaths, the class waited...

"Girth"

"WAHHHH!"

"MY PRINCE!"

"We are assured of prosperous rewards in the future!"

The flirtatious fans celebrated Girth's triumph. Dennis slammed the desk and directly walked out of the room, trailed by two other ogres.

Carl sobbed under the two female trolls' embrace...

And Girth, he was beyond happy...

'...happy to kill myself, ke!'

Girth wailed inside...

...

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After half an hour of break time, Copper Class 3 proceeded to their next class. Everyone loitered in wait for their next proctor to enter the room. Their curious eyes peered through the door.

"What species do you think it would be now, reckless boy? Ke!", Girth managed to pull himself from his breakdown earlier somehow.

Alab just shook his head in response.

During the entire time, Alab sat in a lotus position and closed his eyes. Alab was replenishing his mana.

He listened to the class earlier as he valued knowledge profoundly. Truth be told, he was satisfied with Ms. Savra's lesson earlier.

It was evident that she was devoted to her craft.

After that, he shut his eyes during break time and didn't bother himself with the election. He only opened his eyes for a second to vote for Girth and then shut his eyes right after and resumed restoring his mana.

After some time, a system notice sounded.

[Your converted points have increased!]

[D-grade points +1]

Girth saw Alab pull out an item from his inventory and then the item vanished. Infuriated, Girth sneered as he inferred that Alab was just showing off. He didn't even mind him occupying much space due to his lotus position.

Girth found it tedious to pester Alab. He was glad to have found a new target to annoy...

"Don't tickle me!", Felix groaned as Girth tickled him on his chest. It was at that moment that Felix came to meet the childish side of Girth...

"KEKE!"

At last, the door hissed open. Everyone was swift in turning their eyes to the entering entity.

Clad in a glamorous furry dress that harmonized with her ocean-tinged hair in radiating a noble aura, a girl stood in the doorway. Her round blue eyes quivered as she raised her small head with two small protruding hooked horns on her scalp.

Her blue slender tail wagged as she stammered.

"I--I am Lolita, from the lower demon clan. P--- Please be good to me!", the young professor, Lolita, bowed.

Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!

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