Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 205

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The Summoning Genius of Necromancer School — Episode 205
“What is this little monster?! Get it out of here right now!!”
“?”
Neftis merely licked her ice cream with an innocent expression on her face.
When Neftis didn’t back away, Byeol-Ya bristled defensively, her entire body beginning to emanate deadly toxin.
Drip-drop! Drip!
A radius of several meters centered on her transformed into a zone of virulent green poison.
Simon quickly evacuated his team members to safety. Lorain yelped in alarm as well.
“Professor, please calm down!”
A major disaster was averted at the last possible moment.
“……Surely not.”
Byeol-Ya’s reason returned to her just in time. There was only one monster she knew who could be this terrifying.
“……Are you that Witch of Death?”
“Yep!”
Neftis answered with a bright smile.
Only then did Byeol-Ya compose herself, drawing the poison back into her body as she sat up. The toxic liquid pooling on the ground was sucked into her feet and vanished.
“……Tch. Do you even count as a person? You look like some absurd monstrosity.”
Lorain’s eyebrows twitched.
“Professor Byeol-Ya! That’s terribly rude……”
“Whatever. She’s not wrong, anyway.”
Neftis, her cheeks puffed out as she finished the last of her ice cream, spoke to the professor.
“At any rate! Don’t cause any more trouble! The elders gave me an earful recruiting you, and I mean a real earful! If you don’t cooperate more, I’m going to get angry!”
Neftis puffed out her cheeks in feigned anger.
‘Cute, so cute.’
To everyone else, she might have seemed endearing, but Byeol-Ya was actually breaking into a cold sweat as though she’d seen a genuinely terrifying monster.
“I came here personally because you were causing so much trouble! You’re going to Rocksum now, right?”
“……”
The cautious look in her eyes faded, and she let out a deep sigh.
“It doesn’t seem like I have much choice.”
“Kassan. Show her the way.”
Kassan nodded and escorted Byeol-Ya. She followed him now without any real resistance.
When their eyes met Simon’s, she smirked slightly.
“See you at school. Simon Polentia.”
“Y-yes, ma’am!”
After the two of them and the Thief’s Guild departed, Neftis turned her head.
“Hi there, 1st years!”
She bounded in place, waving her hand. When Lorain signaled for them to lift their heads, the four people who had been frozen in place finally did so.
“Hehe, being 1st years, you’re all still fresh and cute!”
Everyone’s gaze turned toward Neftis for a moment, then dispersed.
“Is anyone hurt?”
“No, ma’am!”
They all answered in unison.
Simon, now familiar with Neftis, was relatively at ease, but the three behind him remained tense and alert.
“Then head back to your quarters and get some rest. You’ll need to prepare for school tomorrow! The Integrated 2nd Semester will be rough in many ways!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
All four bowed to her once more before turning to leave.
Then Neftis said one more thing.
“Simon, wait here a moment!”
Simon stopped in his tracks.
“Me? Really?”

* * *
Late at night, on a street in Langoustin.
“……”
From Simon’s perspective, it was a situation that naturally bred tension.
Neftis walked on his right, Lorain on his left, the three of them side by side.
As they went, Neftis stopped at a street vendor’s stall and bought three ice creams. Originally she’d ordered two, but the vendor, not recognizing her for who she was, had thrown in an extra one, saying the “little sister” was cute.
“Nom, nom.”
Of course, she was no paragon of virtue when it came to sharing her ice cream with children who were hundreds of years her junior.
Simon gazed quietly at Neftis as she ate with obvious delight, then turned his head away.
A faint smile crossed Lorain’s lips as she walked with an expressionless face.
“How was your break?”
“Oh, good. You?”
“Me? Just lounging around at home.”
As the two peers exchanged casual pleasantries, they arrived at Cambelroad before they knew it. Simon’s gaze shifted toward Neftis.
“But why did you come to Cambelroad?”
Having finished her ice cream, Neftis was casting Cognition Disruption Dark Magic on her face—a light disguise, since there were many people in Cambelroad who would recognize her.
She spoke with a broad smile, her face now magically altered.
“To give you a gift!”
“I—what?”
“You did great work capturing the Purification Saint this time, Simon. You deserve recognition.”
At her words, Simon scratched his head awkwardly.
“I didn’t do anything special, really.”
“If you and Kassan hadn’t handled things so well, the damage would have been far worse. And given the complications around your identity and all the conflicting interests involved, we couldn’t present awards openly at the opening ceremony. But we can’t just let it pass without any recognition!”
Simon waved his hands in protest, flustered.
“No, no! There’s really no need to go that far—”
“Take it while I’m offering,” Neftis said firmly.
Lorain smiled from beside them.
“Kassan and Serne have already received their rewards. You’re the only one left.”
“Then let’s go! Come on, let’s check if the ordered item has arrived!”
Neftis walked forward energetically, swinging both arms, with Simon and Lorain following behind.
They arrived at the very same shop where Simon had purchased his Spatial Pocket before.
The three were escorted down to the basement showroom, where expensive Spatial Pockets were displayed.
“Welcome! Miss Lorain!”
An elderly woman appeared, draped in a luxurious mink coat with gold ornaments dangling from her neck and fingers.
Lorain waved cheerfully.
“How have you been, Stephanie?”
“I’ve been doing well as always! And the young man next to you is……”
Stephanie’s eyes lit up.
“The Kizen student who purchased the Gelen Eclipse 4000UB Spatial Pocket, aren’t you?”
Simon’s expression showed surprise.
“You remembered.”
“A VVIP customer who bought expensive items from the opening ceremony—of course I remember! And finally……”
Stephanie looked at Neftis, whose face was covered by Cognition Disruption Magic.
“It’s a different face, but you must be Neftis, aren’t you?”
“Oh! How did you know?”
“Because you’re with Miss Lorain, and there’s ice cream on the corner of your mouth.”
Neftis touched her cheek once, and the magic dissolved. She raised her hand with a laugh.
“Hi, Stephanie!”
“Hello there.”
Stephanie smiled.
“When we were both little tykes running around in the fields together—it feels like just yesterday. Now this old woman’s become a hunched grandmother, but you, Neftis, you haven’t changed a bit.”
“Right! Right! Those were such fun days~”
The two old women paused for a moment, lost in nostalgia.
“Ah, but you came for that product……”
“Right! I’m here to see the item.”
“Just a moment, please.”
As Stephanie glanced toward the back, four employees were bringing out an enormous box.
Grunting, they set the huge box down on the floor, and atop the red cushioning inside, a single small necklace lay visible.
‘Over… over-packaged?’
Neftis approached and tried to touch the necklace.
But her fingers never reached it. There was a sharp ping, and her hand bounced back. Instead, an incredible number of Magic Circles unfurled in the air, each beginning to rotate at different speeds.
“Whoa!”
Simon and Lorain cried out in surprise, stepping back a pace.
“These are all security mechanisms. Here, sign it, Simon.”
“Sign? Where exactly……”
“Just carve any character you want using Dark Element on the rune letters of the Magic Circles I show you.”
Following Neftis’s instructions, Simon had to sign all twenty Magic Circles spread out in the air. There was so much to do that he felt slightly exhausted by the time he finished all the signatures.
Once all the work was complete, the security mechanisms disengaged, and Simon was able to pick up the necklace.
Simon lifted it slowly to examine it. A diamond-shaped artifact reminiscent of white crystal was attached to the string.
“Put it on.”
Simon fastened the necklace carefully, following her instructions.
“Next, you channel your Dark Element into the artifact.”
“Understood.”
Simon gripped the artifact and let his Dark Element flow into it. The artifact’s color shifted to a deep blue-black, then dissolved like mist into thin air.
“Wait, what—?”
Simon lunged for it in panic, but his fingers closed on nothing.
As it vanished completely from his grasp, he stood staring at empty space, his expression falling.
‘Did I mess something up?’
Neftis and Stephanie burst into laughter at Simon’s stricken face.
Lorain shook her head as if to say she’d seen enough of these adults and their poor sense of humor.
“It didn’t disappear, Simon. The Anti-Theft Magic just activated.”
“Anti-Theft Magic? What’s that?”
“During intense combat, the necklace could get torn right off. So instead, the pattern’s been inscribed on your body. Look at your chest—”
Before she’d finished speaking, Simon was already tearing his shirt open like a madman. Lorain, caught off guard, quickly averted her gaze elsewhere.
Once he’d unbuttoned it and gazed down at his chest, Simon finally exhaled in relief. Just as she’d said, a deep blue-black pattern was traced across his skin.
“All preparations are complete. Shall we test it right away?”
Stephanie rubbed her palms together eagerly.
“The usage is quite simple. Just ignite the pattern with your Dark Element.”
Simon nodded and channeled the Dark Element from within his body, activating the pattern. It began to glow with a soft, deep blue-black light.
“The Spatial Pocket applies to open space around you. Concentrate on the pattern in your mind, then reach behind you as if grasping at the air.”
“Like… this?”
As Simon extended his arm, something solid met his palm—as if he’d touched a wall.
“Perfectly done! Don’t think of an invisible lever—imagine an invisible sliding door. Now, picture yourself pulling it open with all your strength—!”
Whrrrrr!
“Tear it wide!”
Screeeeeeeeeee!
A colossal portal more than twenty meters across unfolded diagonally as Simon wrenched the door open, filling the entire underground chamber.
“…Wow.”
“The design was modeled after Lorain’s abilities.”
At Stephanie’s explanation, Lorain smiled softly to herself.
“This is an Undead-Exclusive Spatial Pocket! If the one you’re currently using is 4000UB, this one easily exceeds 100,000UB!”
Simon’s jaw dropped.
“You’re saying the capacity is more than twenty-five times larger?”
Simon peered into the portal he’d opened. It wasn’t a pocket at all—it was a vast, boundless plain.
“Exactly! But it lacks all other functions like ejection. It exists solely to store massive Undead Forces.”
Stephanie’s smile widened.
“Of course, such large-scale Spatial Pockets are never sold commercially. Their value is beyond monetary calculation.”
Simon was so overwhelmed he forgot even to say thank you, standing there speechless in wonder.
Stephanie’s gaze shifted toward Neftis.
“But Neftis—”
“Hmm?”
Stephanie lowered her voice.
“Isn’t a Spatial Pocket of such absurd capacity something only master-level Summoners use? Why would you gift such a thing to a Kizen 1st Year student?”
“Who knows.”
A knowing smile played at the corners of Neftis’s mouth.
“Perhaps there will come a time when he needs it.”

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