Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 105

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The Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Chapter 105
Simon watched Pinch’s bisected body drift down into the deep abyss, his face expressionless. Then suddenly, he clamped his hand over his mouth.
‘……Ugh, I can’t breathe!’
[Run, boy! Pour the Dark Element into the Great Sword and keep firing!]
Simon nodded and pivoted, angling the Great Sword toward the sea while twisting his body toward the surface, then fired short, rapid Sword Slashes. The recoil pushed him backward in sharp bursts.
‘I’m at my limit!’
He was seconds away from losing consciousness altogether—extreme exhaustion and oxygen deprivation drowning out reason itself. He bit his lips until they bled, clinging to awareness by sheer will.
Somehow he’d made it within sight of the ship. One last stroke separated him from the hull.
Click! Click!
Empty air hissed from the Great Sword’s tip. The Dark Element was completely spent.
Just as Simon’s mind—stretched beyond its limits time and again—finally began to collapse inward.
Splash! A figure knifed through the water toward him—it was Shun.
‘Shun……!’
Simon and Shun reached out toward each other, arms extended.
This time, there was no mistake. Their hands clasped firmly, and in that moment, Simon’s consciousness went dark.

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Whoosh!
“Phgh! Cough! Ha!”
Shun and the unconscious Simon burst through the violent, churning surface of the sea.
“Grab this!”
Erzsebet hurled a Spider-silk Rope down to them.
Shun swam to its end and caught hold, whereupon an Ancient Undead’s enormous strength hauled both of them up onto the deck in a single pull.
“Cough, cough! Agh! Haa!”
Shun on the deck retched up seawater in convulsive gasps.
“Countess! What about the Master?”
“He’s fine! He just lost consciousness from exhaustion.”
The two of them immediately began emergency treatment on Simon.
But the pirate ship itself was no longer safe. A gaping hole in the hull meant the vessel was sinking steadily.
-Chirp!
A Corpse Spider emerged and signaled to Erzsebet.
“A… a spider?”
“Fear not. It is one of ours.”
At her gesture, five Corpse Spiders hauled forward a small but intact wooden boat, struggling under its weight.
“An emergency escape skiff was stored below. We’ll take it to Blue Harbor.”
Shun threw both arms up in triumph.
“Well done, spiders!”
-Chirp-chirp-chirp!
The spiders raised their front legs and mimicked high-fives among themselves. Erzsebet stroked the skull of Pier, now separated from Simon.
“You’ve done well too, Pier.”
[Kheheheh! My entire frame is aching!]
“Once we’re ashore, we’ll rinse out the salt water—you’ll feel better. Come, let’s move quickly!”

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“…….”
How long had he been unconscious?
At last, awareness returned. Simon opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment before suddenly propping himself up on his elbows.
‘Ugh.’
Sharp pain lanced through his torso; his entire body ached and throbbed. Bandages wrapped various parts of him.
“Master! You’ve opened your eyes!”
Erzsebet was the first to notice Simon stirring, and she came rushing over, then began shaking his shoulders vigorously.
“Do you remember who I am?”
“Y-yes… Erzsebet… everything’s spinning……”
“Thank goodness!”
The maids around the room bolted upright.
“Simon!”
“Count Shun! Simon has woken up!”
“Really? Simon!”
Shun rushed in and pulled Simon into a fierce embrace. He, too, had been in the room this whole time, nodding off repeatedly as he waited for Simon to wake.
For a moment, Simon seemed lost in recollection, then smiled softly and rested a hand on Shun’s head.
“So you saved me, Shun?”
“No! My brother saved me!”
This was the estate of the Oldwon Family. Simon had heard the full story from Shun.
Today was the fifth and final day of the mission. A day had passed since the pirates’ attack.
The remnants of the pirate crew, having lost Captain Gail, were completely suppressed by the Blue Harbor navy after regrouping their forces. Notably, Erzsebet’s strategy had consumed an entire shipload of pirates in combat with Pinch.
After the battle ended, Simon was brought directly to the estate for treatment, and Pier came through without serious injury.
Blue Harbor’s main district had been burned by cannon fire from the pirate ships, but the flames had been extinguished and reconstruction had begun, according to Shun. With the Oldwon Family’s resources, he added, it wouldn’t take long to restore the city to its former glory.
And Shun had decided to reinvestigate the matter of his mother’s death. There were suspicions that several elders of the Oldwon Family were involved in the incident—it seemed they had wanted to arrange a political marriage between Shun’s father, who was the eldest son at the time, and a new noblewoman.
Rooting out the rot within the family would require considerable time, but Shun’s resolve was unwavering.
After hearing the full explanation, Simon let out a long sigh.
“Fortunately, everything wrapped up cleanly. The mission didn’t even exceed the time limit.”
“Right! An agent from Kizen showed up earlier.”
The man in black clothes, who had been standing against the wall as if he were part of it, bowed his head slightly. Simon greeted him as well and asked.
“When should I return to school?”
“There’s no need to rush. If you tell me whenever you wish to return today, I will arrange a teleportation to match that time.”
“Thank you.”
Out of consideration for Simon’s rest, Shun, the maids, and the agent left the room. Only Erzsebet, his close aide, remained, peeling fruit.
Simon looked her up and down for a moment.
“But Erzsebet, why are you dressed like that?”
She turned to look at Simon, dressed in a maid’s uniform, and smirked.
“Since I’ve been calling you Commander, the maids here thought I was in the same profession and lent me one of their uniforms. Does it suit me?”
She grabbed the hem of her skirt and spun around. Simon let out a small laugh.
“Let’s rest for just two more hours, then head back to Kizen.”
“Really? Wouldn’t it be better to rest a bit longer?”
“I have mountains of work waiting. I need to write a report to submit to Kizen, and I have to prepare for tomorrow’s classes. Besides, staying cooped up in this estate any longer would be a burden on everyone working here.”
“If that’s your wish, Commander, I understand. I’ll inform the butler.”
After finishing a breakfast-lunch of rice porridge, Simon regained his strength, changed into a freshly laundered Kizen school uniform, and followed the butler’s guidance out of the estate.
“Simon! Be strong!”
“We’ll never forget you!”
“If you ever quit school, come see your big sister! You hear me?”
The maids, abandoning their duties, came streaming out of the estate waving handkerchiefs in farewell.
Simon offered a respectful bow to those who had cared for him during his stay.
Shun, waiting in front of the carriage, giggled.
“You’re quite popular with the maids, aren’t you?”
“…I’m not sure why myself.”
“My goodness, what are you looking at with such a beauty at your side?”
Erzsebet linked her arm through his as if to prove a point. At that, a chorus of protests erupted from the estate with cries of objection. Erzsebet stuck out her tongue teasingly.
“Stop joking around. Let’s go quickly.”
“Yes!”
Shun climbed into the carriage, and Simon and Erzsebet followed, settling into their seats. The driver set the carriage in motion, and the wheels began to roll.
“What about the agent from Kizen?”
“He’s preparing a teleportation or something at the meeting place. But before that…”
“What?”
Shun giggled again.
“It’s not over yet.”
The moment the carriage passed through the estate’s main gate, Simon’s eyes widened. Residents gathered in front of the estate burst into applause and cheers.
“Safe travels, Kizen student!”
“Thank you for saving Blue Harbor!”
“Be sure to stop by our shop sometime!”
Among them were residents who had fought alongside him in Bone Armor.
“We’ll never forget fighting together!”
“Go well!”
Simon felt his chest tighten. He leaned out the window and waved directly to the people.
“Be strong! Son of Blue Harbor, Simon Polentia!”
Ah, that’s a bit much.
The people of Lesthil would feel slighted if they heard that.
“Heh heh, why is public sentiment so good? What have you been doing while I wasn’t looking?”
“…No, I just fought according to your orders.”
The carriage, which had been racing down the road past the estate and city districts, gradually came to a halt.
A place deeply familiar—the Undead Exhibition Hall where Simon had worked all this time.
“Why did you come here?”
“There’s something I need to pick up.”
Shun leaped down from the carriage with a bound, and Simon and Erzsebet followed after him. The guards stationed at the door stepped aside to let them pass.
One of the guards thanked Simon for protecting Blue Harbor, offering words of gratitude. Simon returned the sentiment with a smile and a nod.
“I’m just going to grab something. You don’t have to tag along, do you?”
“I’m still your bodyguard until today, aren’t I?”
“That’s right!”
Shun climbed the stairs first, giggling as he went.
“It took a little time to get permission.”
As they reached the top of the stairs, the Butler and the other servants bowed respectfully. The Butler was holding a large box in his hands.
“What is this?”
“What else? Your mission reward.”
Simon carefully lifted the lid of the box he’d received. Inside, one thousand coins glinted brilliantly.
‘Ah……!’
When he’d first heard the figure of one thousand Gold, it hadn’t quite registered, but seeing the contents with his own eyes, the true weight of such a fortune suddenly became real.
Simon spoke with genuine emotion.
“……I’m truly grateful. Thank you so much, Count.”
“Aha! Since when did you start speaking so formally?”
Shun laughed loudly and gestured to his servants. They hurried into motion.
“And one more thing. Did you forget something?”
“Hmm?”
“Yesterday I told you I’d provide additional compensation if you protected this island and its people, remember?”
At those words, Simon scratched the side of his head with an embarrassed expression.
“No, really, there’s no need to go that far…….”
“Unveil it.”
At Shun’s command, the servants yanked the cloth away. Inside an aquarium-like tank, a mollusk-shaped Skeleton came into view.
“A next-generation Undead of ten thousand Gold value—the Overlord.”
Shun drew in a deep breath and continued.
“From now on, it’s yours. I hope you’ll accept it.”
“……?!!”
Simon was struck as if by a tidal wave, his mouth falling open in shock.
A Skeleton made from skull-mane or demon bone had always been on Simon’s wish list, but he’d never even dared to dream of possessing an Overlord valued at more than ten thousand Gold.
“Sh-Shun! This is too much…….”
Shun smirked and wiped his nose.
“Seeing your reaction makes me think I made the right call! You’ll accept the goodwill from me, the Oldwon Family, and the people of Blue Harbor, won’t you?”
“…….”
Shun had blocked every avenue of refusal and demanded an answer. Simon stood dazed as countless emotions churned within him, then finally gave a small nod.
As if they’d been waiting for exactly that moment, the servants and Erzsebet burst into applause and cheers. And then.
[@$*Legion$@&%&*!!!]
Simon didn’t understand what it was saying, but it sounded like Pier was absolutely overjoyed.

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