Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 196

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Summoning Genius at Necromancer School, Chapter 196
Simon and his group mates woke in the morning, couldn’t manage even a scrap of bread, and threw themselves entirely into their break assignments.
Since Kizen’s assignments required personal opinions formatted as essays, or offered different point values for multiple choice questions, reviewing someone else’s work proved largely useless.
Still, with Merin’s active assistance, Simon and Kamibarez could see the finish line approaching, but the real problem was Dik.
“Um, um, over here. Merin.”
Dik’s stammering speech had shifted his form of address toward Merin without his noticing.
“What, damn commoner.”
Merin’s tone had shifted just as much. Arms crossed, she watched Dik’s problem-solving with a glacial expression.
“In the name of common decency, shouldn’t we at least eat something?”
“If you had any decency, you wouldn’t have turned in such garbage work. You brute.”
A muffled sound escaped Dik’s throat.
He had no comeback—his sins were too real.
The dynamic was the complete inverse of what it had been at the theater.
Simon finished his own assignments as quickly as he could and resolved to help Dik next, writing out the creative spell diagram for his Dark Reversal Magic course work.
“Oh.”
The ink had faded as he wrote. When he lifted his quill pen to examine it, the ink was gone entirely, and the nib had frayed from overuse. The inkwell itself lay empty.
Simon glanced sideways. Merin sat with her legs crossed, glowering at Dik with an expression that could kill.
“Merin?”
“Mm.”
Perhaps because the break assignments were finally nearing completion, Merin’s voice softened when she addressed Simon.
Emboldened by that shift, Simon spoke up.
“Would it be alright if I slipped out to buy a new quill pen and some ink? I could grab something to eat on the way back too.”
At the mention of food, Dik—still laboring over his work—subtly gave a thumbs up.
Merin sighed.
“I’m the group leader, not your mother. Don’t be shy about it—just go.”
“I’ll come with you!”
Kamibarez raised her hand eagerly from across the room.
This time Dik’s mouth fell open, and his eyes pleaded silently with Kamibarez—’You can’t just leave me alone with this monster!’—but she was too busy looking at Merin to notice.
“Hmm, Kamibarez is a bit of a question mark. You’re sure you can finish today?”
“Yes! I promise!”
With Merin’s approval secured, the two of them slipped out of the Clock Tower and into the streets of Langerstin.
“Phew, I can finally breathe again.”
Simon took a deep breath of the outside air and smiled. Kamibarez laughed softly beside him.
“Merin was terrifying.”
Simon nodded in agreement.
“Still, she’s using her own time for us. I feel a bit guilty about it. On the way back, let’s pick up some of her favorite foods.”
“Yes!”
Simon walked beside her through the streets of Langerstin.
He found himself thinking the city was always chaotic, always like a maze. Enter one alley and there were four different passages to exit from, each marked confusingly with signs.
“Should we head toward Cambell Road?”
“Since we’re going to buy quill pens and food, wouldn’t the Shopping District be better than Cambell Road?”
“Ah, that’s a good idea.”
Simon adjusted course, drawing on his memory of the layout.
As they navigated Langerstin’s maze-like streets, he struck upon a curious observation about the building arrangement.
Houses seemed stacked almost like an extension of one another, crammed side by side. People shared walls with neighbors, or encroached on neighboring yards to build as they pleased—there was no order whatsoever.
It looked as though children had stacked building blocks haphazardly during some chaotic construction race.
“Did you know? The rental prices in Langerstin are one of the ten mysteries of the Dresden Kingdom.”
Simon laughed at Kamibarez’s comment.
“Yeah, it must be insanely expensive. I wonder if it’s because the land is so crowded that prices went up?”
“No! There’s actually a reason the buildings are arranged like this. Long ago, a dragon that lived in the mountains burned the entire city down with its breath! Back then, the kingdom’s administration was so chaotic that they measured private property and real estate by buildings rather than by land. When Langerstin was reduced to rubble and the surveying went haywire, people just started building houses big and wide as they could, all at once! The trend caught on like wildfire, and once the competition ignited, well……”
“So that’s how this cityscape was born! That’s incredible. How do you know all this?”
Kamibarez’s eyes curved into crescents.
“The Professor told me.”
“Ah, the same person who taught you Blood Magic during the break, right?”
“Yes!”
The two of them wandered through the streets of Langerstin in a leisurely, almost sightseeing mood as they searched for a shop that sold quill pens.
But unlike the two of them, the local residents of Langerstin seemed unsettled. Everyone moved with serious expressions, murmuring quietly to one another.
‘What’s going on?’
“Here, breaking news! Breaking news!”
A newspaper vendor in the Langerstin district was waving papers and shouting. Well-dressed gentlemen were buying newspapers, money changing hands.
“Kamibarez, hold on a moment.”
Simon hurried after her and bought a newspaper.
As he unfolded it carefully, a gruesome photograph of a corpse filled the front page.

……
Simon walked back to Kamibarez while carefully reading through the article’s details.
The reports troubled him—accounts of murders beginning a week prior, sudden infestations of rats and insects throughout the city, and a palpable unease settling over the populace. It seemed all of it stemmed from these incidents.
‘This must be the assignment Kassan mentioned, then.’
“Simon~”
Kamibarez approached with a bright smile.
“Why do you look so serious?”
“It’s the Langerstin regional news. People have died.”
“Really?”
As Kamibarez leaned over to read the newspaper, Simon gently covered the photograph with his palm.
?
She looked up at him with a questioning gaze.
“The corpse is rather grotesque, so I covered it. Was that unnecessary?”
“Oh!”
She flinched and took a small step back.
“That was close! If I see something that disgusting, it haunts my dreams. Thank you, Simon!”
“It’s nothing.”
Watching Simon fold the newspaper and slip it into a pocket dimension, she smiled softly.
‘Simon really is thoughtful.’
“There’s something happening in the city.”
Simon summarized it for her.
“The victims didn’t die from chronic illnesses they already had—instead, mysterious diseases struck them simultaneously, and that’s what killed them. Poison Studies specialists and Necromancers agree it doesn’t look like poisoning.”
“That’s frightening.”
Screech!
A sudden wail from nearby startled Kamibarez so badly she leaped into Simon’s arms.
‘Good grief.’
Simon himself jumped. Once his racing heart settled and he turned his head, he saw an elderly woman leaning on a crutch, her eyes bulging white, her face twisted grotesquely on one side, glaring at them.
“What’s there to fear? It’s all righteous judgment! The Disease Spirit has descended!”
“…The Disease Spirit?”
“All the shameless will perish under the plague! Hehehehe!”
Thwack-thwack.
Just then, a bleary-eyed man in front of a tavern across the way swept the ground with a broom, yawning widely.
“You’re travelers, aren’t you? Pay no mind to that old woman. She’s famous in Langerstin for spouting nonsense.”
……
“And this incident isn’t some disease spirit. Five dead in Langerstin—hardly remarkable. In a city where gang conflicts leave ten corpses a day, what’s the fuss?”
“Then… what is it?”
Seeing Simon’s interest, the man smiled with satisfaction.
“Curious, are you? Don’t be shocked—it’s a political scheme by the Kingdom faction to draw attention! They stir up fear and sneak policies through while everyone’s distracted. You think I don’t see through their tricks?”
The Shopkeeper shouted, “You won’t fool me!”, while the woman with bulging eyes began muttering strange incantations.
“Let’s go, Kamibarez.”
Simon gently took Kamibarez and spoke quietly.
“They’re strange people. Don’t let it bother you.”
“…Yes, of course.”
This was the problem with alleyways.
The two emerged onto a wider street.
Now the surroundings opened up, and the chatter of numerous travelers filled the air. It was remarkable how just one or two alleyways made such a difference in atmosphere.
‘Large cities really aren’t my style.’
Simon smiled wryly, and Kamibarez pointed at a signpost.
“Simon, I can see Hampton Road!”
Hampton Road was the heart of Langerstin, a massive shopping district and a place of youthful energy.
The two followed the signpost.
“Found it!”
Before they even reached Hampton Road, they discovered the quill pen shop they’d been searching for.
“Should we buy new quill pens here? It’ll be cheaper than going all the way to the center.”
“Alright.”
They were walking with light steps when it happened.
A bell chimed, and two men emerged from inside the shop.
Simon’s footsteps faltered. The figure stepping out was someone more troublesome and unwelcome than any Disease Spirit or the Faction’s schemes.
‘Of all places, why run into him here?’
Given his fiery temperament, he would demand a fight one hundred percent of the time.
Since Simon wanted to avoid any unnecessary confrontation, he turned away as naturally as he could.
“Kamibarez, wait a moment.”
“Yes?”
He seized her wrist and steered her toward the alley beside them without drawing attention.
“Why—why are you doing this? What’s going on……?”
“Simon Polentia.”
His steps froze. He’d glanced back only briefly before turning away—but the man had caught it anyway.
Simon exhaled quietly and turned to face him.
“Hector.”
Hector Muor, a first-year like Simon in Class A, was walking toward them alongside one of his faction members.
The corners of Hector’s mouth rose sharply.
That sinister laugh bleeding through his teeth was enough for Simon to realize he’d made a mistake.
This wasn’t term-time, and this wasn’t Kizen Campus or Rocksum—it was completely outside their jurisdiction. There were no faculty here to prevent disputes between Kizen students.
“I figured you’d be in Langerstin, but to run into you like this!”
Thud!
Hector planted his right foot firmly and clenched his fist, raising it toward Simon.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment all break! Let’s settle it, Simon Polentia!!”
“Kamibarez.”
Simon spoke quietly, just loud enough for her to hear.
“Run.”
“What?”
Without another word, he scooped her into his arms, summoned the Dark Element to his feet, and threw his body forward.
Whoosh! Thud!
A wave of wind erupted.
In an instant, Simon crossed dozens of meters and launched himself skyward from the rooftop of a building.
Kamibarez’s startled cry rang out as people in the street below pointed and murmured. The surroundings blurred away behind them in seconds.
‘He’s not the type to reason with.’
Having not seen each other in a while, Hector’s fighting spirit had swollen to explosive proportions. No amount of explaining that fighting was wrong would help—it would only wear out his voice. With a madman like that, avoidance was the only sensible answer.
“S-Simon!”
Just then, Kamibarez, cradled in Simon’s arms, stretched out her hand.
“Above us!”
“!”
Simon spun around to look back and saw Hector, wings of a Corpse Dragon attached to him, descending from above and bringing his elbow down in a strike.
Simon quickly raised one arm to guard.
Crash!!
Simon’s body careened downward, crashing through a ramshackle building in some street below before slamming into the ground.
“Ugh!”
Simon groaned as he struck the dented earth. The Kizen School Uniform had protected him from injury, but the impact made his entire body ache.
“A-are you all right?”
“I’m fine.”
Hector descended lightly to the ground and walked forward with heavy steps.
“Get up. Simon Polentia.”
His voice was commanding.
“This is our chance. Fight me properly.”
Kamibarez sprang to her feet and spread both arms wide. Hector’s eyebrows twitched.
“Move aside.”
“Are you out of your mind? Attacking someone out of nowhere!”
Before the towering Hector, trembling with fear, she nevertheless raised her voice higher.
“Kizen students have a duty to maintain our dignity even outside the campus! You’re nothing but a common thug!”
Hector replied coldly.
“I don’t give a second warning. I don’t care about small fry—move.”
“If you truly insist on fighting Simon so badly,”
she placed her palm against her abdomen, and a sharp click sounded.
Power surged forth.
Her eyes flooded crimson as the wings at her back expanded. The moment she bit down on her thumb, blood welled from the wound and spun violently around her body in a frenzy.
“Face me first!”
“…Kamibarez?”
Her presence had transformed entirely—she was a different person. Simon, who had pushed himself up on his elbows to recover from the shock, stared at her in disbelief.
“What the—you.”
Hector’s shock was no less. The corners of his mouth twisted upward.
“So things got interesting while I wasn’t looking?”

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