Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 225

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School, Episode 225
Walter’s offer to take Simon as his direct disciple.
This was already the second such proposal in recent weeks. But Simon didn’t need to deliberate long before bowing his head.
“I’m sorry.”
It seemed best not to leave any room for ambiguity here—to refuse clearly and definitively.
Walter, for his part, didn’t ask for reasons. He simply nodded, placid and accepting.
“If you change your mind, tell me anytime. With our combined effort, your Blood Magic will advance far beyond where it stands now.”
“Yes. Thank you for the consideration.”
Walter smiled gently.
“Save your thanks for Professor Silaji. She oversaw all the research, after all.”
“Of course. When you return to Kizen, I’ll be sure to visit her and express my gratitude in person.”
Simon bowed to Walter and left the lab.

* * *
His first Blood Magic lecture had ended without incident. Simon joined his group for lunch at the dining hall.
“So you pick up a stick on the road—crack!”
Dick’s joke had landed on its twentieth attempt. Kamibarez laughed out loud, while Merin’s pride stung and her lips twitched with barely suppressed amusement.
Dick, quick to notice, cried out.
“Yes! Merin finally laughed!”
“I did not! Why would I laugh at something so stupid—!”
As Merin fumbled through her denial, Dick and Kamibarez burst into even louder laughter.
Simon watched them with a faint smile, but his mind had drifted elsewhere.
‘This new power.’
Though he’d declined Walter’s offer to become his direct disciple, Simon had no intention of neglecting this new technique training—not for Silaji’s sake. How could he wield it most effectively?
‘Since I’m thinking about it, why not try it once more?’
He drew a droplet of blood from his index finger and unfurled the Magic Circle that Walter had just taught him. As the droplet and the circle merged, a smoke began to drift upward—swirling with a peculiar pattern like a snail shell.
Blood and Shadow Element had fused together, but the result glowed with a vivid emerald hue. It felt like an entirely new third substance.
When Simon lifted his finger and waved it up and down, the smoke followed his motion. Finally, as he stretched his finger out to the side, the smoke shot forth like an arrow and wrapped around the sauce container on the next table.
‘It really does feel like I’m grabbing it with my own hand.’
Controlling the Cloud was as effortless as moving his own body.
The smoke drifted back to him, placing the warm sauce container into his hand. Simon dismissed the Cloud and seasoned his steaming noodles with the hot sauce.
……
But then, at some point, his friends’ conversation had stopped. When he looked up, all three of them were staring down at him with expressions of varied astonishment.
“What—what—what did you just do?!”
Merin shrieked, startled.
“……Huh, Simon, that was actually cool, wasn’t it? Being able to grab something out of reach is like a dream.”
Dick said it enviously.
“That’s amazing! Is that a new technique of yours, Simon?”
Kamibarez’s eyes went wide, and she clasped her hands together eagerly. Caught off guard by the intensity of their reaction, Simon let out an embarrassed laugh and explained.
“Professor Walter just showed me this. It’s a new application of SM-1, apparently.”
“That new blood type you have?”
“Yeah.”
Simon turned back to his meal and blew on his noodles.
Oh no—way too spicy. He’d added too much sauce.
“So now you’ll be learning Blood Magic in class with us, then?”
Kamibarez asked with a bright smile.
“Yeah, looks like it.”
“That’s wonderful! I’d been noticing you sitting alone during Blood Magic lectures, and it was bothering me!”
Now that she mentioned it, his mood suddenly lifted. From now on, he’d be able to take Blood Magic properly.
Merin, who’d returned to picking at her lentil salad, looked up.
“So what’s our next class?”
“Summoning Magic!”
Dick answered immediately.
“We’ve got back-to-back days. But this is the last Summoning Magic session this week.”
“The schedule is packed tight! I wonder if Professor Aaron is heading out on another mission.”
As Simon listened to Dick and Kamibarez talk, his thoughts wandered.
‘Right, now that I think about it……’

* * *
The second Summoning Magic lecture was held in the same racetrack from yesterday.
“Today we’re reviewing the Skeleton Dash from the first lesson.”
Aaron folded his arms and continued.
“Fair warning—if you don’t succeed in this class either, your evaluation score will be deducted.”
At those words, the students’ concentration and engagement skyrocketed. Hands shot up across the practice grounds as students sought help and feedback, and the teaching assistants rushed about attending to them all.
“Maintaining the skeleton is the foundation. The dash comes after.”
Aaron himself was observing students’ exercises. His first subject was Sindy Vivache, who was on the verge of failing every course except Necromancy.
“You’re focusing too much on the dash alone—that’s why only the legs are shooting out.”
“But if I focus on the skeleton’s cohesion, the dash won’t activate at all!”
“Cohesion still comes first. You’ve got your priorities backwards.”
After absorbing Aaron’s feedback, Sindy prioritized the skeleton’s cohesion before commanding the dash.
The skeleton’s foot crept forward just a few centimeters from the starting point.
“Ugh. As expected…”
“Well done. That’s how you build the feel for it.”
“But the other students’ skeletons are dashing so fast and smoothly.”
Whoooosh!
Just then, Simon lined up several skeletons in a row behind Aaron and commanded them to dash. Neatly severed straw flew high into the air and fell with a thud around Aaron’s feet.
Aaron pretended not to notice and kept his focus on Sindy’s feedback.
“If you master the fundamentals, distance will come in time.”
Scrape!
“On the other hand, if impatience shakes your foundation, everything collapses.”
Whoooosh!
“No one does it perfectly from the start. With enough time and practice—”
Crash!
“Simon Polentia!”
Aaron spun around and bellowed. Simon, who had just succeeded in executing the dash with five skeletons, turned to face him with an innocent expression.
‘…This cunning bastard.’
Aaron sighed, closed his eyes, and spoke.
“You’re staying after class.”
“…Oh!”
Whenever Simon failed to learn something in his class, Aaron always gave him supplementary instruction.
At those words, Simon broke into a wide grin, as if he’d been waiting for exactly this.
“Yes, Professor!”

* * *
After the regular Summoning Magic class ended, Aaron and Simon met in the open area behind the grounds. The two exchanged some casual updates.
“You learned Corpse Explosion?”
Aaron’s face hardened with seriousness as he asked.
“Yes! Would you like me to show you?”
“Who taught you?”
Simon, who had been quietly hoping for praise since he’d acquired a new technique, was caught completely off guard.
Aaron wore an expression so frighteningly grave that it held not a shred of jest.
“It’s an important question. Don’t look away—answer honestly.”
With the 5th Legion Commander Magnus extending his reach, any information related to the Legion Commander had to be kept under wraps at all costs. Simon couldn’t speak Iona’s name under any circumstance, and mentioning Richard Polentia was equally dangerous.
Though it was somewhat trite, Simon decided to make an excuse.
“A retired Necromancer stayed at our house for a bit during the break. He taught me…”
Aaron clearly didn’t believe him.
“Draw out the Magic Circle.”
Aaron’s voice turned cold, and Simon’s shoulders trembled slightly.
Sensing his mood, Simon proceeded to create the Corpse Explosion Magic Circle he normally used, just as instructed.
Aaron’s eyes darted meticulously across every detail of the circle.
“…Haaa.”
After a moment, something like a sigh of relief finally escaped his lips. Simon swallowed hard, his face tense.
“Who taught you?”
“Ah, an acquaintance of my father’s, Professor. Is something wrong?”
Aaron examined the Magic Circle again, as if savoring every element, and let out a small exclamation.
“Remarkable, truly.”
Simon’s eyes widened.
“The formula for Corpse Explosion is specialized for rapid casting while the power remains substantial—though there’s a slight risk of mental strain. But in a life-or-death situation, such efficiency is essential. This is a thoroughly practical Magic Circle, built on thousands of trials and refined through personal experience.”
Was it really that impressive?
When Richard showed him the Corpse Explosion Magic Circle, he’d mentioned it was a simplified version of the formula and structure compared to his own.
“You learned well from a good teacher.”
Tap.
Aaron withdrew a cigar from his breast pocket, placed it between his lips, and lit it. He turned away, exhaled a plume of smoke, then looked back at Simon.
“As you know, the Dark Element has a nature that ‘remembers.’ If you learn flawed magic circles first—ones with unnecessary formulas or serious defects—you’ll struggle to correct them later. You students in your teens, still in the learning phase, need to be especially careful. It’s why you shouldn’t study Dark Magic from just anyone.”
“I’m—I’m terribly sorry.”
“There’s nothing to apologize for. If you’d learned Corpse Explosion from me, I would’ve taught you something more demanding. But this compact version isn’t bad either. I’ve left room to add formulas that will enhance its power as you grow. Filling in those remaining gaps is your work now.”
Aaron folded his arms.
“You’re quite extraordinary. I’d like to meet with you sometime and have a proper conversation.”
For Aaron to say such a thing was surprising, but Simon quickly drew a line.
“Well, I—I know him mostly through my father, and I don’t know much about him aside from seeing him often when I was younger.”
“I see. There are still many reclusive Necromancers out there. That’s enough about Corpse Explosion.”
Aaron tapped the ash from his cigar lightly with one finger and continued.
“So then, what would you like to learn from me?”
“Ah. Well……”
Simon explained the entire situation that had occurred in Walter’s laboratory, and summoned Cloud directly, displaying it before Aaron.
Perhaps because it was a Blood Magic technique, Aaron’s expression was rather lukewarm—quite unlike the shocked reactions of the other group members.
“I don’t understand why you’d show me this. Professor Walter would know more about Blood Magic than I would.”
“Ah, well……”
Simon scratched the side of his head and smiled awkwardly.
“Actually, I recently turned down Professor Walter’s offer to take me on as a direct disciple. Since it’s not a technique in any textbook, I felt awkward asking him about it directly……”
“……….”
“So I was wondering if it might be possible to combine this power with Summoning Magic.”
Aaron lit his cigar.
He smoked it at length.
Once he’d finished it, he withdrew a fresh one and lit that as well.
“……A completely uncharted Blood Magic technique. And combining it with Summoning Magic, no less.”
Tap-tap.
Aaron flicked the burnt end of his cigar and looked at Simon.
“When you reach your second year, something called ‘Combinatorial Studies’ comes up. It’s when you can’t complete a single discipline alone, so you mix and add knowledge from other disciplines to create a synergistic effect.”
“Oh! Then Blood Magic and Summoning Magic together would—!”
“Of course that combination exists too. Teaching you isn’t a problem, but since it’s your original Blood Magic technique combined with Summoning Magic, it’ll be a bit tricky……”
As Aaron was muttering to himself, his eyes suddenly widened.
“Wait—you said this smoke feels connected to your body?”
“Ah, yes.”
“And you share sensation and nerves with it too?”
“Yep.”
Aaron reached for a third cigar, then put it back. He pondered for a moment before speaking.
“One week.”
“Pardon?”
“Come find me after Summoning Magic class next week. I’ll have it finished by then.”
A fierce scholarly hunger burned in Aaron’s eyes as he lifted his chin.
“The technique you’ll learn next is the Blood Golem—something third-year students study.”

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