Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 146

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Simon’s hands trembled as he held the diary.
All his questions had finally been answered.
Every situation has unfolded precisely according to Francesca’s carefully written script. In fact, she had once succeeded with this very plan.
‘But not this time. I’ll stop her, whatever it takes.’
Simon’s face hardened as he bolted from the laboratory.
‘Pier! Are you on your way?’
[Damn it, I’m almost there! There’s a fog barrier around Kizen slowing me down!]
Simon decided to rendezvous with Pier first, then make for Kazan.
And before that.
“…….”
Simon clutched the diary and quickened his pace.

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The first floor of the Bullet Magic Shooting Practice Building.
Thud-whang!
Thud-pang!
Kamibarez was firing Blood Bullets one after another from her fingertips. The approaching plant-type monsters shrieked and burst apart.
Yet her condition, blood pouring out as it was, was far from good.
‘……sigh, it never ends.’
After parting from the others, she had entered the Bullet Magic Shooting Practice Building and searched it thoroughly while wearing the glasses Kazan had given her.
Then, in an otherwise empty classroom, she discovered something strikingly out of place—a pitch-black box of some kind.
The surface of the box was covered in Dark Magic bindings, rope, and lock mechanisms wound tightly around it, and it certainly looked like the ‘Desolator’ that Kazan had mentioned.
The Recognition Obstruction Magic was so effective that without the glasses, it would be nearly impossible to notice the box was even there.
But the moment she moved toward the Desolator, magical circles unfurled around her. Vines spread across the floor and ceiling, and plant-type monsters shaped like bipedal flowers poured out, launching an attack on Kamibarez.
“Ugh!”
She covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve. Poison even gushed from the plants hanging on the ceiling.
The flower-shaped plant-type monsters swayed their petals, firing toxic seeds like projectiles.
Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!
As toxic seeds flew at her again, she threw herself sideways. The seeds struck the back of the classroom and detonated, bringing down an entire section of wall.
Crash-rumble!
“Yelp!”
Suddenly vines whipped down from the ceiling, coiling around her legs and hoisting her into the air.
Her body rose, and a plant-type monster fired a projectile at her.
‘Tch!’
Just as she was about to extract blood for a defensive barrier, the vine around her legs suddenly snapped, and she fell to the ground.
It was the blade of the Overlord.
‘Simon’s summon!’
Simon himself then stepped in front of her, pressing his left foot down hard against the floor.
‘Gate Opening!’
Crash-metal-crash!
Crash-crash-crash-crash-crash!
Crash-metal-crash!
Five metallic blades poured out in a line, forming a wall before them. The toxic projectiles that hit the blades detonated with a roar.
“You okay, Kamibarez?”
“Ah!”
She was looking upward.
“They’re coming from above!”
A curved arc of toxic projectiles was sailing over the Overlord’s blade barrier. Simon immediately pulled her close and dove out of the way.
The bullet fell, and the floor dissolved entirely, caving in on itself.
The two of them stood frozen for a moment before bolting frantically from the lecture hall.
“S-Simon! What do we do about this……!”
“Kami, the bomb—I’ll handle it. But I need to ask you something else.”
Simon drew Rayne’s diary from his pocket and pressed it into her hands.
“Leave Kizen right now and head to the Sacred Mausoleum where the professors are. This diary will be decisive evidence. You need to bring Neftis and the other professors back with you.”
“B-but……! I can’t just abandon you all and run away!”
“You’re not running away.”
Simon gripped her shoulder, speaking as though casting a spell.
“You’re going to save us.”
She had to go to the Sacred Mausoleum.
He could have tried to find a teaching assistant or someone else and convinced them to go, but there wasn’t time to search for an assistant whose location he didn’t even know, explain everything to them, prove the diary wasn’t forged, and handle all the rest.
But she trusted Simon, and if she headed north from Kizen right now, the path to the Sacred Mausoleum would open before her.
And he couldn’t deny there was something personal in it too.
In the future, she had been murdered by Francesca. Simon had failed to protect Kamibarez.
Even now, he could vividly recall the gleam in Francesca’s eyes as she’d surveyed her during class.
Her death was a kind of trauma for Simon. As long as she remained in Kizen, he knew he wouldn’t be able to focus properly.
“Kami, please.”
But going out to seek help was her choice to make.
If she refused, he would have to find someone else to send out.
She opened her mouth as if to object, then bit her lip hard and began to run.
She understood as well as he did that there was no time for back-and-forth arguments.
“Please! Please stay safe! If anything happens to Simon, I’ll resent him for the rest of my life!”
“Yeah, don’t worry.”
Kamibarez clutched the diary protectively to her chest and ran toward the Sacred Mausoleum. Simon rose slowly from where he’d been standing.
‘A monster carrying toxins.’
Without Pier, it would be difficult to handle. Still, he was grateful the plants hadn’t ventured outside the lecture hall—their primary directive seemed to be guarding the Desolator.
Simon slipped quietly out into the corridor.
A few students could be seen chatting as they walked. To look at them, nothing had happened at all—just an ordinary day.
Simon rushed toward a group of female students who happened to be nearby.
“Hey, you!”
When Simon suddenly appeared, they let out startled yelps. He didn’t even pause to apologize, diving straight into his question.
“Does anyone have a zombie stored in a pocket dimension? Whether you summoned it or not…….”
The two students exchanged a confused glance.
“I’m a Summoning Magic major, so yeah, I’ve got one.”
The girl on the right pulled a bandaged zombie corpse from her pocket dimension.
A green goblin’s zombie—it didn’t smell at all and was quite clean. It had been preserved.
“I’ll buy it for one gold coin. Deal?”
“Really?”
Simon flicked a one-gold coin and hefted the goblin corpse into his arms.
“And you two—get out of here fast. A Priest has appeared in Kizen.”
Simon said it anyway, though their expressions suggested they thought he was joking.
‘Right, that’s the natural reaction.’
Even if he told them to run, there was nowhere to run to.
For students, Kizen was the image of an absolute fortress, and it truly was one of the safest places in the world. They simply couldn’t fathom that terrorists or a Priest would ever appear here.
Simon abandoned the explanation and sprinted back toward the lecture hall where the Desolator was.
“Phew.”
Upon reaching the lecture hall entrance, Simon lay the zombie on the ground, then raised the Gray Ring on his left hand to his mouth and spoke.
“Prince! Can you hear me? Emergency. Cross over into this zombie now!”
As he spoke, Simon pressed the ring against the zombie’s body.
Crackling and thunder rumbled.
Black lightning descended from the ceiling and struck the zombie’s form.
The zombie’s body turned pitch-black, shuddering and groaning, before its shape twisted completely—transforming into Prince, who wore a formal blue robe and a crown.
[About time you called.]
“You got the gist of the situation?”
[Yeah, yeah.]
Prince grasped at his creaking neck and shook his head vigorously.
[Ugh, I hate this body. Don’t like descending into something that’s been preserved.]
“No time to complain. Let’s move.”
Simon and Prince stepped into the lecture hall where the Desolator awaited.
“Can you handle it?”
[What do you take me for.]
Prince moved forward with measured steps.
[Oh, this brings back memories. It’s been forever since I was in Kizen.]
Screech-screech-screech!
Plant-type monsters hurled toxic seeds relentlessly. Prince accepted the barrage with his entire body as he strode forward.
Boom!
Booom-booom-boom!
Taking what amounted to shotgun blasts of toxic projectiles without flinching, Prince walked forward with his hands casually in his pockets. He even stepped without hesitation into a region thick with noxious gas.
‘Excellent!’
Simon clenched his fist. A Zombie Prince’s body was largely immune to curses and poison.
When he was an enemy, that made him troublesome enough; but now that he was a summon, it was reassuring.
Vines descended to coil around Prince’s body, but he simply tore through them by walking forward.
Plant-type monsters clung to Prince with their thorns raised, yet even binding the Zombie Prince’s stride proved difficult. He grinned, tearing through the plant stems without a single wound.
[That’s the main body?]
Prince, who had bulldozed his way through with brute force, discovered a massive plant creature’s body looming before the Desolator. The petals of its body suddenly yawned open like a Venus flytrap and swallowed Prince’s upper half in one gulp.
Simon cried out in alarm.
“Prince—!”
Crack!
The plant monster’s head pierced through as Prince’s arm thrust out. Grabbing the creature’s head, Prince wrenched himself free and hurled the thing hard onto the ground.
Crash!
The ground trembled with the impact. Ignoring the toxic spray pouring down from all sides, Prince methodically stomped the creature flat.
[Stubborn thing.]
He raised his fist, clenched tightly, then brought it down with brutal force. At that single blow, the creature’s main body burst apart with a loud pop.
The plant-type monsters and vines went limp, oozing green sap from their mouths.
Having reduced all the plants to pulp, Prince casually dusted off his palms, then hoisted the Desolator and spoke.
[Where next, Legion Commander?]

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