Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 104

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Chapter 104
Whoooosh!
Tentacles descended in thick clusters, filling the empty sky. Simon flicked his cloak and swung his greatsword with his right hand.
Crash!
The sky split open, and dozens of tentacles were severed wholesale, tumbling across the deck.
“……?!”
Watching the tentacles plummet, Pinch’s expression hardened in an instant.
The difference in power had shifted abruptly. Just moments before, he had been pressing his opponent down with overwhelming force—but now, as if he were facing someone else entirely, the very atmosphere had changed.
The moment Pinch found himself retreating unbidden, Simon’s figure shot toward him from behind like lightning.
‘……What—!’
Slash!
Simon lifted his greatsword faster than Pinch could pull his body clear. Pinch’s right arm flew skyward, spraying blood.
“Gh—ghaaaaaagh!”
Pinch writhed in agony.
“My arm! My arm!”
Even as Pinch convulsed in extreme pain, doubt gnawed at him.
Why wouldn’t the tentacles heal? Why wasn’t he recovering?
His gaze fixed on his severed limb. It had transformed as if the wound itself were gangrenous, as if that part of him had ceased to be his own.
“Surrender.”
Simon, wearing the skull helmet, held his greatsword aloft with ease in one hand. His verdigris cloak—the one without shadow—rippled in the wind.
“Next, I’ll take your head.”
“……!”
He was being overwhelmed.
By a junior so much younger than himself, Pinch felt a deep dread seeping into his bones.
Over twenty tentacles, an entire arm—all rendered beyond recovery in a single stroke. Pier’s greatsword was the perfect counter to Pinch’s impeccable resilience.
His lips pressed tight, he soon smiled with a look of resignation and tilted his head back.
“……Hah. Yes. I concede.”
“?”
“I was called a genius at seventeen myself, but I was never as strong as you. If a Special Class 1 is this level, I understand now why I couldn’t get into Kizen.”
Simon’s brow furrowed sharply.
“Even in this state, you’re still hung up on your school record? What you should be thinking about now are the innocent lives you’ve taken.”
“I suppose.”
Pinch, head bowed in a daze, rolled only his eyes to look at Simon.
“For a necromancer, death is as close as sleep. Since my sister’s passing, the deaths of others can’t shake my emotions one way or the other.”
“…….”
“Still, those undead you command seem quite impressive.”
Pinch tore away his tattered shirt. A dark magical circle covered his entire chest.
It was too complex for Simon, a first-year at Kizen, to fully parse—but the formulas inscribed around the left, right, and all sides, he could read.
‘The Eternal Rune!’
Once inscribed into a living being, the formula parasitized directly on that creature’s dark element and persisted until death itself.
The fact that Pinch’s body could liquefy and reform was almost certainly thanks to the magical circle containing that very formula.
“Your undead and the monster I control—I wonder which would prove stronger?”
Pinch pressed his palm against the rune-script at his chest’s center, then twisted it like turning a dial—click. Dark energy began to rampage through his body.
“……What are you doing now?!”
Simon seized his greatsword and lunged—but Pier blocked his path.
[Stand back, boy!]
“Sir?”
Pinch’s entire form transformed to liquid, inflating like a balloon before—Pop!—it burst.
Simon’s eyes went hollow. Flesh and organ fragments pattered down onto the deck.
“Ugh……!”
Simon retched unbidden at the gruesome sight. Then, gasping, he looked at what had been scattered across the deck—what had been Pinch.
Organs and flesh that had been pulsing as if alive soon went limp and still.
‘He took his own life.’
“Master……! No, Lord!”
Erzsebet emerged onto the deck in female form.
She cradled Shun in her arms, shielding the child’s eyes from Pinch’s remains.
“Is it over?”
“Seems like it.”
Simon swept his gaze across their surroundings.
“……Something feels wrong.”
Whiiiiiiiine!
Wind and rain lashed with terrifying force. The mysterious sea mist thickened, blotting out the sun overhead and spreading ever denser across the sky.
Whoooosh!
The seawater churned violently, beginning to spiral. The three massive pirate ships tangled together lurched with the disturbance.
“Legion Commander! Behind you!”
At Erzsebet’s cry, Simon spun around. A hideously enormous tentacle rose from the sea.
‘What in the world is that!’
Whoooosh!
Whoosh!
More tentacles surged from the water.
There was nowhere to run. The limbs encircled the entire vessel, coiling around the anchor post and climbing onto the deck.
“Ugh, how grotesque!”
“I hate this!”
Erzsebet and Shun recoiled with cries of revulsion.
At a slight distance from the pirate ship, the sea’s surface began to rise as though the water itself were undulating.
‘That’s…!’
Simon’s eyes widened. Moments later, the massive bulk of a monstrous octopus emerged from the depths.
—And even this is not yet its adult form. No one has ever captured an adult Kraken.
He remembered the first day he’d arrived in Blue Harbor, at the exhibition when Pinch had explained to him about the Overlord.
That was an adult Kraken.
“Master! Why is that monster attacking us?”
“I don’t know!”
Bang!
The Kraken’s bulk slammed against the hull.
The mouth that gaped open along its torso stretched wide as one of the creature’s tentacles coiled around Pinch’s corpse lying on the deck, drawing it into its maw. It then began to devour Pinch with ravenous, smacking gulps.
‘What in the name of all the hells is happening!’
After swallowing Pinch whole, the Kraken’s bulk withdrew from the ship.
Its mouth submerged, only the upper head remained above the waterline. Then the skin atop the bulk began to bulge and writhe.
Thud! Thud-thud-thud!
Knots formed across the Kraken’s hide, twisting and coiling grotesquely.
Arms thrust outward; a face took shape with numerous holes opening across it. These holes became eyes, nostrils, ears, and a mouth.
The features were strange for a human face—the eyes set too far apart, the mouth twisted askew—yet what emerged could still be called a “person.”
And for good reason.
[Do you see, Simon!!!]
Because it could speak its own name.
[I have surpassed you now! Surpassed ‘them’! Merged with the Kraken, I am supreme in the sea!]
Guuugggugggugg!
Over twenty tentacles erupted from the water.
[With this body! With this power! I will drag every last soul in Blue Harbor beneath the waves, and then sail for Rocksum! Nephthys will pay for her false choice! I—I, Pinch, who was not chosen by that witch!]
His mouth, now centered vertically on his face, split wide as it bifurcated his eyes, nose, and head.
[I am invincible!!]
Crash-crash-crash-crash!
Twenty tentacles erupted forward with explosive force. Simon leaped instantly, drawing upon Pier’s power.
Crash-crash-crash!
Crash-crash!
Tentacles lined with suction cups slashed across Simon’s body. Brilliant sparks exploded against Pier’s armor, and with each wound Pier suffered, Simon felt the pain reverberate through himself.
The power, speed, and flexibility of Pinch’s tentacles now were on an entirely different scale from when he had liquefied his own body as a human. There was no comparison.
“Erzsebet! Take Shun and get inside the ship!”
“Yes!”
The Shadowless Cloak billowed wide. Simon’s velocity surged higher, higher, and higher still—now he shot forward like a blaze of light. A single point running along the deck’s rails was pursued by dozens of straight and curved trajectories.
“Nrrgh!”
Simon spun around, his greatsword sweeping through the air.
Massive tentacles were severed and fell, but this time, instead of regenerating from the severed edge, new limbs burst forth from above the cut.
[Haha! I won’t fall for the same trick twice!]
Boom-boom-boom-bang!
Thud-thud!
From every angle, the Kraken’s suckered tentacles pressed inward.
And more pressingly, at this rate the hull would not hold. The ship would sink. He could not afford to drag this out.
[Boy! Behind you!]
!
Simon raised his Greatsword overhead in a panic. The Kraken’s leg came plunging down like a spear, driving him against the deck.
“Gahhh!”
The impact shattered the floorboards beneath him, and his body plummeted to the deck below.
He’d managed to avoid being impaled by the blade, but two more legs burst through the ceiling, and soon three of them were pinning his body down.
Crash!
Boom!
Crack!
Simon’s body fell from the third deck to the second, then from the second to the first. And then—
Splinter!
Five legs drove him downward, finally punching through the ship’s hull and hurling him into the sea.
The force of the impact tore Pier’s sword from his grasp.
“Ghhk!”
Simon held his breath. The moment seawater—lethal to the undead—engulfed him, he felt Pier’s strength draining away rapidly.
[Boy!]
Whoooosh!
The crushing downward force left him helpless.
Pinch emerged from the depths, dragging the Kraken’s bulk along, and stretched out his arm. One of his legs coiled around Simon’s waist and began pulling him deeper into the abyss.
[It’s over now!! You’re finished, Kizen’s lapdog!]
Pinch’s laughter echoed through the water, mad and exultant.
Simon felt his strength seeping away. His breath came in gasps.
[Boy!]
Even Pier’s voice in his mind grew distant and muffled.
Simon felt his consciousness emptying. The seawater was oddly peaceful and warm—far more serene than fleeing desperately across the surface, dodging the monster’s legs in the rain.
[Stay with me! Boy!]
As his thoughts grew increasingly foggy, Pier’s voice alone kept him tethered to consciousness.
‘I hear you, Pier.’
[What are you doing?! You’re not giving up now!]
‘I’m not giving up.’
Simon stretched his right arm toward the hull receding above him.
‘Too much is riding on this.’
The life of Shun, the client.
The life of Erzsebet, who’d followed him here.
The lives of the residents and tourists of Blue Harbor. And the safety of his friends, somewhere on Rocksum carrying out their tasks or studying.
‘Come.’
Simon’s right arm, covered in Pier’s bones, flooded with darkness. Foam erupted from the hull far above.
‘Come!’
Whoooooosh!
Simon’s Absolute Command activated.
Pier’s Greatsword came hurtling downward with tremendous speed, cutting through the seawater like a fish in flight.
Seeing this, Pinch recoiled in horror and lashed out with his legs, but they were only torn and shredded by the blade’s destructive power.
Slash!
In an instant, the sword was in Simon’s hands. He gripped the hilt with all his strength and brought his arm down in a vicious arc.
Crack!
The leg wrapped around his waist severed cleanly, its cross-section exposed as it fell away. With the crushing pressure released, Simon assumed a forward stance, holding the blade before him.
[I’ll explain the principle of Spatial Severance Slash only once, so listen carefully!]
Simon tilted the sword to the side, and following Pier’s guidance, began driving all his darkness into the blade. The sword rippled and quivered with tremendous force.
Foam churned in the surrounding water, and brilliant flashes of light burst forth in the darkness of the deep.
Whoooosh!
Whoooooosh!
Pinch immediately sent forth twenty legs. Despite the enemy’s assault filling his vision as they closed in, Simon held his stance unwavering.
[Spatial Severance doesn’t cut the target before your eyes.]
Pier’s voice rang out with crystalline clarity.
[You must swing the Greatsword to sever an enemy far away. But the moment you perceive the ‘distance’ between you and your opponent in your mind, that strike becomes a futile gesture cutting empty air. Erase the distance—visualize only the image of severing space itself and your enemy together!]
Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle-gurgle-gurgle!
An enormous volume of darkness swirled in Pier’s Greatsword. The water around them churned like waves.
With twenty legs completely obscuring his vision, Simon gritted his teeth.
‘Space itself!’
His waist twisted, his right arm moved. The bones of Pier attached to his body replayed the experience and karma of ten thousand repetitions, manifesting themselves through Simon’s flesh.
‘I sever it!!’
The moment the condensed darkness erupted from Pier’s Greatsword, a white-hot slash tore through the sea in a perfectly straight line.
Shrieeeeeek!
The sea splits wide open.
The Spatial Severance Slash tore through the ocean itself, the rift reaching skyward across the water’s surface in an instant.
The Kraken’s tentacles and body that had sunk into the widening chasm were severed clean in half along with it.
Pinch’s eyes widened in shock, trembling.
‘How…’
The Kraken’s torso split apart at the waist and began to disintegrate.
‘…How could such power even exist?’
Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle!
Then Simon cut through the churning water and closed the distance in a heartbeat, riding the jet-like thrust of the Dark Element still clinging to his Greatsword.
Simon drew his blade without a word.
Crack!
And at last.
Pinch’s body was split in two.

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