Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 236

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 236
—Keeeeeek!
—Croooak!
Hearing the commotion, a pack of kobolds shrieked and began swarming forward in a dark mass.
Simon raised his right arm, drawing his concentration upward. Like ammunition sliding into a chamber, the Skeletons trailing the Emerald Cloak dropped to one knee.
Twang!
The Royal Guard burst forth in cyan-green streaks. One dash severed the neck of the foremost creature; a pivot of the hips took the second. Each stroke, one kill. With every sweep of the Emerald Cloak at his back, monster heads flew free. The swordplay was supple and refined—nothing like the stiff, mechanical form one would expect from skeletons.
.
[Boy! Kobold pack incoming from four o’clock!]
Simon’s gaze snapped toward Pier’s voice.
The Skeleton archers loaded three arrows each and dashed forward in a single motion, drawing bowstrings at point-blank range to topple three kobolds with each volley.
—Keeeeeek!
Other kobolds flew in, swinging hammers and metal clubs, but the Skeleton archers slipped away with another dash, reloaded, and felled every approaching kobold with arrows before they could close in.
Simon simply walked forward. His Royal Guard wove dazzling cyan-green patterns around him as escort.
From a distance, the cyan-green flashes looked like a barrier of light shielding him. With only twenty-three Skeletons, he overwhelmed the endless tide of kobolds crashing toward them.
Waaaaaaah!
The spectators watching on screens throughout the Kizen Campus Grounds gasped.
“Incredible!”
“What are those Skeletons?”
“They’ve infused the Skeletons with Dark Magic!”
The crowd’s excited shouts swept across the island.
No one was watching the other students’ screens anymore. They threw their arms up and chanted Simon’s name. Those who’d wagered on him looked as if they were about to levitate in ecstasy.
“Special Examinee Number One is something else! He had a plan from start to finish!!”
The equally ecstatic announcer could barely keep his seat, roaring into the microphone.
“Did everyone see? He’s granted his Skeletons the power of the Blood Golem! Twenty-three Undead operating in perfect unison! And they’ve grown stronger! Is there truly another Summoner like this in the world?!”
“Well, a rare talent is a rare talent.”
Byeol-Ya crossed her arms and chuckled.
“Professor! Is it even possible for a first-year student to control twenty-three Undead simultaneously?”
“Normally, I’d say it’s nearly impossible. But this… isn’t being controlled through ordinary consciousness.”
Byeol-Ya interlaced her fingers and continued seriously.
“I’ve traveled the world and fought countless masters. But for Blood Golem blood to enhance the Skeletons when poured into them? I’ve never heard of such an ability.”
Skreee! Skreee! Skreee! Skreee!
The Royal Guard swung their blades without tiring, corpses piling in Simon’s wake.
Yet as they drew closer to the Holy Grail, other monsters began to appear alongside the kobolds.
A Grimfang. A mid-sized beast the kobolds kept as thralls—its form a grotesque blend of reptile and ape, its entire body armored in thick, gleaming scales.
Screech!
Its belly flushed red before its gaping maw spewed forth a breath attack.
Simon made no move to dodge or defend. He simply continued walking forward. Two Royal Guard leaped in front of him.
Slash!
A cyan-green X cut through the air, shearing the flames away into nothing.
Snap.
Simon snapped his fingers. Two Zombies erupted from the Subspace, and two more Royal Guard rushed forward, grabbed the Zombies, and executed a dash.
In an instant, the Skeletons closed vast distance and hurled the Zombies forward.
The Zombies crashed against the monster and tore at it with gnashing fangs. Simon, standing far back, clenched his fist.

Boooom! Boooom!
Twin explosions detonated. The scaled creature’s massive body crumpled. The entire sequence had taken less than five seconds.
“A troublesome monster dispatched with such ease! Truly magnificent!!”
Cheers erupted as the announcer launched into an impassioned commentary.
“A combination of Skeleton and Zombie! And the finishing move—the legendary Corpse Explosion! We are witnessing the pinnacle of Undead control! Can this truly be a first-year student?!”
“Hey! Get out of the way! You’re blocking the view!”
Byeol-Ya stood up and snapped irritably, her eyes narrowing with sudden interest.
“Hmm, this next one might give him some trouble.”
“Pardon? Ah! A new monster has appeared!”
The explosions had drawn attention, and a colossal green beast—incomparably larger than any kobold—came charging into the arena.
“The apex predator of this ecosystem, the creature that hunts kobolds! A Timber Troll!”
The Timber Troll, a large-class and Danger Rank 4 monster, ignored the Royal Guard’s attacks and charged straight for Simon.
The troll swung its massive arm like a weapon. Simon pulled forth the Overlord.
Two tentacle blades rose from either side.
Clang!
Two of the tentacle blades absorbed the brunt of the attack and recoiled, while three others slashed past the Timber Troll’s neck and legs. Yet the creature bore only shallow cuts—the troll remained unscathed.
“Ah! Truly formidable! Such skin durability that even Simon’s prized summon cannot pierce it!”
“Kizen added that defense layer.”
Simon remained composed, drawing one more blade from behind his back, then raised his palm.
Two Guardian Squads waiting nearby collapsed to the ground, and their cloud shot forth, coating the Overlord’s blade.
The silver blade transformed into a vivid emerald hue.

The blade swept through the air in a teal arc.
Crack!
The Timber Troll’s head flew high into the sky. Gasps of shock erupted from scattered points in the stands.
“One strike! He’s dispatched the Timber Troll in a single blow! Such a technique!”
While everyone marveled at Simon’s performance, the broadcast assistant was frantically gesturing to the announcer to cut.
The announcer, catching sight of this, finally came to his senses.
Come to think of it, he’d been talking about Simon the entire time. He had a duty to showcase as many students’ performances as possible with fairness.
“Well then, let’s see the next students! Yes! Now we have Hector Moor’s turn!”
As another student appeared on the main screen, several spectators booed, unable to hide their disappointment.
The announcer continued the broadcast with a forced smile, sweat pouring down his face.
‘…Ugh! Honey, Nellie. Your father really does work hard for his paycheck.’

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“Hah! Huff!”
Simon gasped for breath in ragged bursts. His vision swam, and his mental power was nearly depleted.
Indeed, the Guardian Squad was a technique that consumed considerable mental power.
[Hehehehe! I got a bit too flashy! I should’ve just destroyed the Holy Grail and fled, but now I’ve probably killed nearly a hundred Kobolds!]
‘That’s true.’
The Holy Grail gleamed in the distance atop a far hill.
But more and more Kobolds were converging on him. Their numbers easily exceeded several hundred.
Twenty-three—now twenty-one—Guardian Squads wouldn’t be enough to break through them all. His mental power wouldn’t last.
This was the third wall he’d hit today. Simon barely held together his crumbling mental fortitude.
At this rate, I’ll exhaust myself first.
‘I’ve come far enough. The distance is sufficient. I’ll destroy the Holy Grail in one strike.’
Simon raised his trembling right arm toward the sky.
Whooooom!
The same Magic Circle that had first drawn in the Blood Golem’s cloud unfurled once more.
All the clouds animating the Guardian Squads were sucked into the Magic Circle, and the Undead reverted to their base forms.
‘This is the final move.’
Pressing Darkness beneath his feet, Simon launched himself skyward, the Magic Circle clinging to his palm.
—Continue to display such brilliant resourcefulness. Of course, I say this not as a Kizen professor, but as my personal wish.
Bahil’s voice echoed in his mind.
—I’ve left room in the formula to enhance its power as you grow. Filling in that remaining space is now your task.
Aaron’s voice came to him as well. These voices felt like hands pushing him forward from behind.
What he’d always longed for. Mid-air, Simon carved additional formulas into the Magic Circle and activated them.
Screeeech!
The original ratio of cloud blood to Darkness was roughly six to four.
He twisted that ratio drastically.
‘I’ll shatter the cloud here!’
The cloud’s blood-to-Darkness ratio, which Simon had already warped once, completely crumbled within the Magic Circle.
Simon seized it and aimed toward the distant Holy Grail.
Whoooosh!
A brilliant emerald-hued force shifted back to deep black, darkening the sky above.
The logic was simple. Before he’d learned Cloud, SM-1 had originally been an effect that multiplied Darkness itself.
That effect from when he first fired a Blood Bullet at the Matan Shooting Range.
Exactly that.
‘I’m recreating it right here and now!’
Crushing the cloud transformed it into a colossal bomb with a blood-bullet effect.
Simon converted that bomb into an arrow, nocking it on a bowstring of Darkness and pulling back.

With a report that threatened to shatter eardrums, the pitch-black arrow was loosed.
The recoil alone sent Simon flying several meters through the air, and a deep emerald power devoured his blood, swelling ever larger.
And precisely.
Crack!
The Holy Grail shattered, driving deep into the earth and triggering a massive explosion. The clustered monsters flew skyward, and the blast spread in a fan-shaped pattern for hundreds of meters from the impact point.
As his vision blurred, Simon heard the voice of the Memorize Magic system echo in his ears.
-Stage 4 trial cleared.
-Terminating examination.
Feeling the teleport activate, Simon lost consciousness.

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“……!”
Simon’s eyes snapped open, emerging from unconsciousness.
He was in the Infirmary. He wore a patient gown, and IV lines ran into his arms.
His gym uniform lay in tatters on a nearby chair, and on the mana screen at the far end of the room, another match was already underway.
‘It’s over. I’ve been spending a lot of time in hospitals lately.’
Simon turned his head with relief, noting the door was firmly closed, and opened his mouth.
“Pier?”
No answer came.
Had Pier’s alter ego fallen from his clothes during the teleport here?
Alarmed, Simon tried to sit up, but then—
Wriggle, wriggle.
Suddenly, something bulged beneath the white blanket. It moved slowly, writhing like a caterpillar.
“Whoa!”
Simon jerked back in fright, but the blanket suddenly flew aside and a small girl bounced out with a pop.
“Hiya!”
“Neftis!”
“You collapsed again, so I got worried and came to check on you!”
She had something clenched between her teeth.
Simon recognized it at once and went pale. It was Pier’s alter ego—a badge-shaped fragment.
She gnawed on it with her teeth a few times, then spat it out. It was covered in saliva.
“Blegh, tastes awful.”
She flicked the badge toward Simon’s chest.
The moment it touched his body, Pier’s outraged shriek flooded into his mind.
[I’ll kill her! I’m going to kill her! How dare that woman—!]
‘……Ha.’
“I suppose I should offer proper greetings then?”
Neftis wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and flashed a bright smile.
“Congratulations on passing the trial, Simon!”

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